PS: After taking the bus for eight hours, I arrived home at half past 10 o'clock, and theoretically it still belongs to the category of "evening". In addition, I would like to thank the book friends for finding a spiritual home and becoming the helmsman of this book, and wish the book friends a happy Spring Festival

Shangqiu Hao Society, standing next to the mulberry forest, on the bank of the Suishui, so it is also called "the society of the second Sui". This is the most important temple in the Song Dynasty, and it is also a sacred place in the minds of the remnants of Yin Shang.

Their birth, old age, sickness and death, harvests, and disasters are inseparable from this temple.

It is not only dedicated to the ancestors of the Yin Shang and Song dynasties, but also to all kinds of strange gods. King Xuan, Houtu, landlord, Si Cao, Jumang, Suishui Hebo, are all enshrined here, and the red roof and red wall carry all the divinity of the Song Dynasty.

However, since Nanzi first came here when he was young, he felt that the most conspicuous thing was the tall stone pillar that climbed with red and black mottles, and the black spots on it that could not be washed off were the traces left by the years, and they were also the blood stains dripping from countless sacrifices.

What shocked Xiao Nanzi even more at that time was that compared with the ordinary offerings such as Taigao and Shaojiao in other shrines, the highest standard sacrifice in the history of the Miao Society was a prince.

One hundred and fifty years ago, the so-called benevolent and righteous Song Xianggong did a brutal thing: he tried to dominate, so he imitated the story of Xia Houqi killing the Fengfeng clan, punished the late Yanzi, ordered the Duke of Yiwen to catch him, and killed the Yanzi to sacrifice, in order to please the ghosts and gods of Dongyi.

The unfortunate monarch of the Yan Kingdom was treated as an animal and killed alive under the stone pillar of the Milli Society......

But now that he is here again, Nanzi is familiar with the stone pillars that he was a little afraid of in the past. She thought silently in her heart: "I can get to this day, and there are no fewer sacrifices. Song Guoxianjun, my father Song Gongluan. The four sons of the Song Kingdom, my four uncles, and one of the six kings, the great Sima Xiang Wei......"

Today is the day when Nanzi officially became a shrine maiden, and to outsiders, the spire of the shrine is towering, as if it has been smeared with blood, and the inside of the door is as dark as night, full of mystery. And the ruler inside, the Great Witch, is admirable and feared. Especially after the ghosts and gods possessed him in the court on the spot, killed Xiang Wei, reprimanded Xiang, and drove them out of Shangqiu.

Nanzi is not afraid of Da Wu himself, she and Zhao Wuxian have the handle of Da Wu in their hands, and they are confident that she will be obedient. But she really didn't want to go in, because once she entered, she would be living with loneliness and offering her life to ghosts and gods.

At least. On the bright side, she had to.

Those gods of nothingness that can't be seen or touched, where is the warmth and comfort of the Zhao gentleman's palm? That night of hugging each other and sleeping, after the first taste, Nanzi was already a little addicted.

But she had to go in. This is the path that Zhao Wuxian chose for her, and she also knows that she has been guilty from the moment she pushed her father off the high platform. His feet were covered with sticky blood, and there was no turning back.

……

The Great Witch dwells in the deepest part of the overlapping corridors. The only light in the room came from a brazier in the shape of a beast's head, which emitted a dark glow. The stone walls are even colder, dead and decaying.

The concubines who had escorted Nanzi in tremblingly retreated and closed the door, leaving only her, with her mentor, who would guide her to the path of Wu officially.

The Great Witch was a middle-aged woman, nearly fifty years old, but her limbs were as strong as a black panther. Nanzi once joked to Zhao Wuxian that this was probably because she danced on the mounds all year round to please the ghosts and gods, and was just like the samurai who used the Ten Thousand Dances to exercise their strength and flexibility.

Nanzi had long decided that this was a boring woman, and she had been silent and gloomy except for the bold thing she did in her early years. Sure enough, it opened with a long, boring conversation.

"Nanzi, do you know the meaning of milli?"

Nanzi glanced at Da Wu lightly and said: "Hao is the name of the ancient capital of Yin Shang, no matter how you move, the new capital will be called Hao, so that we will not forget our homeland." ”

"No, it's more than that."

Da Wu's voice was hoarse, but his words were clear: "Hao, this word, for the Shang people, is not only the name of their ancient capital, but also fundamentally the name of the sacred land where the Shang people originated......"

Her eyes seemed to see the nine red holy mountains thousands of miles away.

"At the beginning of ancient times, there was a goddess who picked red and blue flowers in the north of Yandi and condensed them into fat, but accidentally sprinkled them on the north side of the land, dyeing the mountain peaks red. So it was called the Red Mountain, the ancestors of the merchants originated there, and the first witch was also born in the cave of the mountain, where they established a settlement, erected a temple, and transported beautiful jade from the far west to cut it into Cong, Huan, Jue, and Jade Pig Dragon, so as to worship the goddess. ”

"Therefore, the Red Mountain is not only the homeland of the clan, but in the eyes of our sorcerers, it is also the center of the universe, the central axis of heaven and earth, where the heavens and the earth are connected, and the Kyushu world also began to form there. Therefore, it is a place of eternal worship for witches during their sacrifices, and the mound of the shrine was also built on the model of the Red Mountain......"

"Great Witch." Nanzi listened patiently at first, but slowly became a little irritable, it was too long, if it went on like this, could this ceremony be ended before dark? She also has to deal with those palace affairs, as well as discuss the future of the Song Kingdom with Zhao Wuxian!

So she interrupted Da Wu, she wanted to get to the point quickly.

Dawu was silent, she was a little dissatisfied with Nanzi's attitude, but she didn't dare to vent to her, not only because she was a princess, but also because ......

"Princess, even though I am subject to you and have to come forward to cooperate, I will take the risk of killing Xiang Da Sima in the palace, and I will agree to make you the successor. But becoming the Great Witch of the Song Kingdom is a sacred and serious matter, can the princess be serious? Otherwise, the ghosts and gods will really be angry! ”

A sneering smile appeared at the corner of Nanzi's mouth: "The great witch can't bear the loneliness, and when he met with a man in the mulberry forest and gave birth to a son, did he ever consider the anger of the ghosts and gods?" ”

Da Wu's face was flushed, that incident was originally extremely secretive, but Nanzi had eyes and hands, and for some reason she knew about it, and she also found her illegitimate son from the people as a hostage, forcing her to cooperate. She suddenly began to appreciate Nanzi again, saying that she had psychic potential, praising her filial piety, and gritting her teeth in the court, with the help of ghosts and gods, helping Nanzi kill a secretary who was obstructing her and Zhao Wuxian, all of this was not for no reason.

Although, she does feel that Nanzi has extraordinary charm and is a good candidate to be a witch.

However, Nanzi is actually dismissive of ghosts and gods, she doesn't believe that there is a so-called ghost and god judgment in the world, otherwise why would her mother die tragically back then? Why can the fourth son, who is very poor in ability and virtue, occupy the court for a long time? She committed the act of killing her father, why was she not punished in any way?

Or, if she insisted on not believing in ghosts and gods, she would not have to be tormented by her father's ghost......

So Nanzi's attitude is clear: "Indeed, since I was a child, I have never seen real miracles, only hypocritical performances. She just wanted to end this long ritual quickly, to return to the sun, to the palace and temple that she was sure to control, to return to Zhao Wuxian's arms.

"Soon, princess, it will be over soon." The Great Witch suddenly smiled mysteriously, although she was controlled by others because of the confused past many years ago, there are still some things that have a bottom line and cannot be crossed.

She lit the brazier and sprinkled a red powder on the charcoal, and in an instant, the smoke had a spicy aroma that filled the room, which made Nanzi frown.

"What is this going to do?"

The Great Witch continued to add all kinds of strange spices, thatch, cinnamon, zhilan, zhilan, cardamom, red pepper, green pepper, and even precious exotic spices.

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing, doesn't the princess want to be faster? It's part of the ritual. My mentor was a great witch of the previous generation, and she taught me how to pleasing the spirits with songs and dances, and how to make smoke and plasters out of leaves, roots, and spices, and with these things, I could see the ghosts and spirits that you thought were ethereal. ”

A handful of chips suddenly appeared in her hand, Nanzi didn't see where the cut came from, in her sleeve? The sharpener looked rather old, cast in red copper, in the shape of a leaf, and the blade was carved with ancient charms.

……

"Come, come, let me taste your blood, it's part of the ritual."

Looking at the copper sharpening, Nanzi couldn't help but shudder.

If you change any girl, you will turn white in the face of this kind of thing, but Nanzi is unmoved, why is the proud Qingqiu Nine-Tails afraid of the witch who pretends to be a ghost? Especially the illegitimate child she cherished was controlled by herself, and she didn't dare to make a mistake at all. She could have refused, she could have fled, she could never have looked back, but all she did was take the witch's dagger and slash her index finger with this twisted bronze object.

Zhao Wuxian told her that she didn't want to be the plaything of the princes and doctors, and if she wanted to really get some strength, she had only this way to go.

In the gloomy light of the fire, the color of the blood also turned a dark red. Seeing the blood, the witch's mouth trembled. "Come," she whispered, "reach out." Nanzi silently stretched out her hand, frowning and letting the old witch suck the blood, the other party's gums were as soft as a newborn baby, making her fingertips tickle.

Please, hurry up and let this ceremony end......

But the witch's mouth was also a strange chill, and the sucking was getting heavier and heavier, she became alert, and desperately tried to withdraw her fingers: "What are you going to do here?" ”

But the witch did not let go.

Nanzi's strength gradually decreased, she felt something constantly seeping into her blood, and the smell of spices in her nose made her more and more drowsy.

The Great Witch seemed to have tasted enough of her blood, and finally let go of Nanzi's fingers, and then said in indistinct words: "If you want to become a Great Witch, you must first understand what a witch is. ”

She began to mumble in a language Nanzi had never heard before, and the chant grew bigger and bigger, flooding the whole world, and the surrounding stone walls and firelight began to blur and turn into terrifying forms! Under the eerie firelight are terrifying dancers!

The world swirled around, and Nanzi finally fainted. (To be continued.) )

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