What was the ancient Yue Kingdom like?

There was a dazzling white light in front of him, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be spinning.

When he opened his eyes again, the day had become night, and in the middle of the moon, Junchen stood at the crowded street, dazed for a moment.

The shouting, selling, and clamor were far away, and all the figures in the building were only black and white.

He tried to take a few steps forward, and then everything began to change, like an old ink painting, which the artist had used to dip from the bottom with a brush stained with thick ink.

Wildflowers on the roadside, old teahouses, girls in red makeup, scholars in Tsing Yi...... In the vivid colors, everything seems to come alive.

Someone bumped into Junchen, and before he could speak, he apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry to see the sacrifice, and I bumped into my brother's platform." ”

Jun Chen didn't get angry, and turned around to look at the person who bumped into him, but found that he couldn't see his face clearly at all, so he had to follow his words and ask, "What sacrifice?" ”

"Hey, brother, look at you like you're a foreigner, right? That is worth it today, and it will meet the sacrifice of our ancient Yue Kingdom once every ten years. The man slapped Junchen the shoulder.

As if he had come into contact with the popularity of this world, the fog floating in front of his eyes dissipated, and he also saw clearly the person who patted him on the shoulder, a very handsome face, three points of scholarly spirit, and the remaining seven points turned into romance.

Lin Miao, why is he here?

Without waiting for Jun Chen to think about it more, he was pulled by the person who looked like Lin Miao and walked towards the gathering place of the crowd.

"The master grew up in this Langya City since he was a child, and there is no second person in Langya City who is more familiar with this place than the master, a foreigner, follow the master!"

Junchen asked while following him in the crowd, "I don't know who your name is?" ”

"I, my family has been in the dynasty for generations, and the master is naturally the first gentleman in Langya City, Lin Sanshui!" The man turned his head and smiled so much that he couldn't see his teeth, which was a purity that Jun Chen had never seen on Lin Miao's face.

If everything in Gu Yue Kingdom is the past, what makes him have a slight connection with Jun Xi in this life in the next life?

Jun Chen's eyes froze.

"Bang-"

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the air, and the crowd cheered for a moment.

"It's going to start, it's going to start! Damn, it's still too late! Lin Sanshui was sweating profusely in the crowd.

"Which way are you going?" Junchen asked.

Lin Sanshui pointed to the place where there was a sea of people on his tiptoes, "Naturally, I will go to the closest position to the altar, if I get the holy water used by the Holy Venerable to pray for blessings, I will be free of disease and disaster in this life!" ”

Before his words fell, his feet hung in the air, Lin Sanshui was so frightened that he screamed, and hung his hands and feet on Junchen's body, "Fly...... Flying? Will you fall to your death? ”

There was also a burst of exclamations from the crowd,

"Hey, is that a Holy Venerable?"

"Two men, not the Holy Venerable!"

"The pilgrimage fireworks have only been set off once, and the Holy Venerable has to set off the pilgrimage fireworks three times before they come out."

"It's definitely not a Holy Venerable, the Ten Great Holy Witches haven't led the way!"

……

Landing steadily under the altar, his feet stepped on the ground, Lin Sanshui's heart fell back into his stomach, he took a long breath, but his eyes were excited, "Can you fly too?" We are the only ones here who can do this...... Well...... Kung Fu of flying. ”

"Fly? It's just a light effort. The other party looked at Lin Miao's face with such an admiring expression, and Jun Chen said that he deserved to panic.

"Light work? This kung fu is so powerful, can you teach me? Lin Sanshui sent a lazi, "I'll give you a thousand knife coins!" ”

As he spoke, he was about to touch his money bag again, took out a string of knife coins and shook it in front of Jun Chen's eyes, "This is a hundred knife coins, you take it first, and when I go home, I will give you the remaining nine hundred." ”

Jun Chen's brows furrowed, "I don't accept apprentices." "I didn't go to pick up the knife coin.

Lin Sanshui's face collapsed instantly, "Ah, in this way, my family will not agree to me being a martial artist, it seems that I will never be able to learn that kind of flying kung fu in my life." ”

"Bang-" The pilgrimage fireworks exploded for the second time, and the trailing tail streamer fell under the moonlit night, and the outline of a hibiscus flower appeared in the sky.

Lin Shanshui saw that he could see it, and he also raised his head to look, and soon grinned, "It's beautiful, right?" In fact, the fireworks set off for the third time are called beautiful, and you will be able to see it in a while. ”

Jun Chen didn't forget that he came here to find Jun Xi, and the ghost sent him to God, so he asked, "I don't know what your Holy Venerable's name is......"

Lin Sanshui's face immediately changed, and he bowed to the full moon three times, and said something in his mouth, "The mountain is unobscure, the ancient Yue is unbright, the holy fire is clear, and the holy venerable is boundless!" ”

He slapped Junchen hard, "Today, I can't ask the question you asked." The Holy Venerable is the guardian of the ancient Yue Kingdom, and he is the next session of the gods, and he cannot be rude to the Holy Venerable! ”

"It's coming, it's coming!" Someone in the crowd shouted.

The crowd exploded at once, and the cheers were endless.

The chime music sounded, and the crowd automatically moved out of the way, and a group of people wearing white cloaks and ghost masks slowly walked through the crowd.

The crowd fell silent and sang old songs,

"There are vines and grasses in the wild, and the cold dew is cold;

There is a beautiful person, clear and graceful;

Encounters and encounters are suitable for my wishes;

There are vines and grasses in the wild, and there is no dew.

There is a beautiful person, as graceful as Qingyang.

Encounters and encounters, and children are all in Zang. ”

"Ding-" The tail note of the last chime fell,

"Bang Bang Bang ————"

The sky exploded into colorful fireworks.

It's like time cuts a period of moonlight, and then loses its fragrance for years.

A small sedan chair with green smoke was carried slowly by a cloaked man wearing a ghost mask, and the bronze chimes hanging at the four corners of the sedan made a crisp striking sound from time to time.

Ten lanterns with a faint blue flame floated in front of the sedan chair, and when they flew closer, they could see that they were carried by ten black-cloaked men wearing ghost masks.

Lin Sanshui explained to Junchen, "The one in the black cloak is the Holy Witch, and the one in the sedan chair is the Holy Venerable." ”

The moonlight is like practice, and the night is like water.

The white-cloaked man kneeling at the bottom of the altar fell to the ground and shouted, "Greetings to the Holy Venerable!" ”

When the curtain of the sedan car opened, Junchen's heartbeat fell.

The black-cloaked people guarding in front of the sedan chair all bowed respectfully and half-knelt, holding the blue ghost fire lantern firmly in one hand and holding it flat above their heads with the other.

A corner of the cold silver dress had already appeared in sight, and then a pair of cold jade-like feet, with silver palace bells on their ankles, lightly stepped on the cloaked man's raised palm.

The footsteps were extremely light, like a feather falling lightly, and there was no longer weight, and the heaven and earth were silent for a while, and only the crisp silver bell was heard.

Jun Chen's eyes tightened on the figure.

He had always thought that the red-clothed gentleman was the best-looking, but the cold silver-white sacrificial clothes in front of him, the sacrosanct and inviolable person, made him feel a kind of panic in his heart for no reason.

Perhaps, he and Jun Xi had no intersection from the beginning, she was good, righteous, and innocent.

And he is evil, evil, and impermanent.

The chimes were struck again, and the heavy drums were beaten, again and again, as if striking on his heart.

"The emperor is above, the earth is below, the ancient Yue Holy Venerable forgets to pray to the heavens, God bless the ancient Yue, God bless the people!" The saint on the altar, the silver robe is added, the silver gauze is covered, the top of the hair is a thousand thousand snow jade crowns, and the eyebrows are a little phoenix heart flame gorgeous and incomprehensible.

The voice was familiar to Jun Chen, but it was unfamiliar, ethereal, as if it was really a myth.

The chimes are crisper and clearer, and the drums are faster than the other.

The white-clothed witches at the bottom of the altar threw off their long water sleeves and sang and danced.

"The emperor descended to Beizhu, and his eyes were sorrowful.

The autumn wind is curling, and the Dongting is under the rippling leaves.

Ascend to the white sage and look forward to it, and the good time is in the sunset.

What is the bird, what is the wood.

Looking far away, watching the flowing water.

Where does the moose eat in the court? What is Jiao's descendant?

Towards the gallop Yu Ma Xi Jiang Gao, Xi Ji Xi Xi.

Wen Jiaren is summoned and will pass away.

In the water, the lid of the lotus is covered;

The purple altar of the sunwall is sown, and the pepper is sown;

Gui Dong Xi Lan Lu, Xin Yi Linxi Pharmacy;

Reckless lixi for the curtain, and the shelf is open;

Bai Yuxi is the town, and the sparse stone orchid is the fang;

Zhi Xi Lotus House, Du Heng.

Hebai grass is a solid garden, and the door is built to be fragrant.

The nine peaks are colorful and welcome, and the spirit is like a cloud.

Donate the rest of the river, and leave the rest of the river.

If you are far away, you will be far away;

Don't be sudden, talk about it! ”

The song was ancient and distant, as if it came from a rift in time and space.

Lin Sanshui saw that Junchen was stunned, because he couldn't pull out his hands with his hands together, so he turned him with his arm, "Pray, like me, close your eyes and pray!" Otherwise, it is disrespectful to the Holy Venerable! ”

Jun Chen clasped his hands together on his chest and made a gesture, but his eyes were still following the figure at the top of the altar.

Perhaps his gaze was so hot that the Holy Venerable, who had closed his eyes and prayed, glanced in his direction as he got up.

That glance may really be ten thousand years.

Separated by thousands of years, across the dying dynasty, across the indescribable love and hate, at a glance, look into the deepest part of each other's eyes.

On the altar, the priest danced, and the people who stood facing the full moon had cold eyebrows and eyes.

Under the altar, thousands of people worshipped, and the black-robed man with a long posture had red eyes.

The Lord quickly looked away and began dancing barefoot to the beat of the drum at the top of the altar.

Jun Chen had read some legends about that mysterious dynasty in the wild history, and he knew about the blessing dance danced by the Holy Venerable himself, but he never knew that it could be as shocking as what he was looking at.

The sky is full of silver Luoli, she slowly stepped out of a Qiong foot, in a trance, thousands of impure Buddha lotuses were born under her feet, the five fingers were closed, it was the shape of a lotus flower, the wide sleeves slipped off, the snow-jade-like arms stretched flexibly, and the wisps of silver began to spread, falling to the eyebrows of every person who prayed for blessings.

A wisp of silver thread arrived in front of Jun Chen, but instead of penetrating into his eyebrows, it stopped in front of him, as if he was hesitating to leave.

Jun Chen stretched out his hand, and the silver thread fell on his palm, cold, but it seemed to have a scorching heat, and then a burning sensation was transmitted to the bottom of his heart.

Jun Chen tightened his palms almost instantly, and the madness and stubbornness in his eyes were the ones he knew.

There was a whisper around, "How could it be him?" ”