Sixty-eighth, please, God

In the middle of the moon, the people of Ise Castle, who had finished washing, gathered in the center of the seaside village.

Wearing a black hat and a hunting suit, Ashiya Michiman is holding a bronze mirror with a tiger head (Yin-Yang Dao ritual weapon) that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Ashiya family, and is carefully observing something in the light cast by the moon. And Qi Tian Zhonggang and a group of retainers were cautiously alongside them, waiting for the results of Ashiya Michiman's investigation.

"En!" Ashiya Michiman stood in place with a bronze mirror in his hands and turned around, suddenly stopped, and said with a serious face: "This feeling is... That's right, that's the direction. ”

Qi Tian Zhonggang walked up to him and asked, "Lord Daoman, have you found a place?"

Ashiya Michiman said with a sigh on his face: "Because of the age, the specific address of the god's residence on the scroll left by the ancestor has been blurred. Fortunately, there is this tiger-headed bronze mirror, judging from the moonlight reflected by the copper mirror, the place with the most abundant aura in the village is there. ”

Everyone present looked in the direction of the mirrors shining in Ashiya Road, and the mirror pointed to a large tree in the village.

Kangoro, the patriarch of the clan, stepped forward and explained, "My lord, this cherry blossom tree has been around for hundreds of years since the village was founded, because this big tree is ······ old. ”

"I'm not talking about the big tree. Ashiya interrupted impatiently, "I mean, the place where the aura surges, and that's the direction. ”

"Kangoro, where is that direction?" asked an old man next to him, who was also getting whiter.

The clan elder Kangoro covered his head and thought for a while, before he suddenly remembered: "The villain remembered, there is a very small mountain in that direction, and there is nothing on the mountain except stones, so everyone will not go there." ”

He turned his head and pointed in the direction of the cherry blossom tree and said, "Follow this cherry tree all the way forward, and you will soon be able to see it." ”

"Okay! Let's go right away. ”

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"Is this it?"

"That's right, this is it. Ashiya Michiman looked at the stone mountain in front of him and said in a very affirmative tone: "The aura is coming from the mountain continuously, do you feel refreshed when you stand at the bottom of the mountain, and the fatigue of the day has been relieved a lot." ”

Hearing what Ashiya Michiman said, Qi Tian Zhonggang moved his shoulders and said with a look of surprise: "Really! Standing at the bottom of the mountain, you can feel the aura rushing towards you, and this is indeed the place where the gods live." ”

Behind him, the wrestlers who had been carrying the portable shrine for a day in turn also nodded:

"Sure enough, my shoulder is much better, and it doesn't hurt so much when I get down the hill. ”

"Really, the power of the gods covered the land, and not only did I not feel tired, but I was full of strength. ”

"This is Mount Kinabalu, the land where the gods live. ”

"This is the land of the gods' bounty······ ”

Michiman Ashiya peeked at him, making sure that the people next to him were not paying attention to him, so he put the fatigue elimination talisman that Dylan had given him in his palm back into his pocket again. Then he raised the bronze mirror high and said to everyone with an excited expression, "You can see that the gods really favor us, and we will definitely be able to invite the gods back to Ise Castle smoothly." ”

Ashiya Michimitsu couldn't see his face at the moment, and if he could see it, he would definitely recognize that the expression on his face now was exactly the same as the expression on his face when he fooled an old man in the emperor's house, and people who showed this expression were usually called god sticks in later generations.

Seeing that everyone had been completely fooled, Ashiya Michiman nodded and said, "Let's go back! ”

The crowd stayed in the seaside village for one night, and the next morning, the wrestlers who had already rested lifted the portable shrine again and headed for the sacred mountain they had visited the night before.

This time, the procession also included all the villagers of Haibin Village, and after the miracle of being able to relieve fatigue last night, even the villagers of Haibin Village believed that this was the place of God's presence. They followed the procession to Mount Kinabalu in the hope of being able to catch a glimpse of this rare ceremony to welcome the gods.

Ashiya Michiman led everyone to the foot of the mountain, and then knelt down in front of the sacred mountain, held high the tiger-headed bronze mirror, and muttered with a solemn expression: "Heaven and earth are humble, and the universe is fixed." The humble is Chen, and the noble and lowly are in the position. There is constant movement, rigidity and softness. Fang gathers by like, things by groups, and good and evil are born. Formed in the sky, shaped in the earth, and the changes are seen. Therefore, the rigidity and softness rub each other, the gossip swings together, the drum is thundered, the wind and rain are moistened, the sun and the moon run, one cold and one summer. ········ If it is easy to be meritorious, if it is close to it, it can be long, if it is meritorious, it can be great, if it can be long, it will be the virtue of a sage, and if it can be big, it will be the cause of a sage. It's easy to simplify and the world is reasonable. (from Zhou Yi - Department of Words)"

Time passed minute by minute, and just as the sun rose to mid-heaven, everyone began to feel dizzy. After kneeling on the ground for six hours in a row, the water and rice did not enter, even a man beaten with iron couldn't hold it.

Ashiya Michiman felt that it was almost there, so he tilted the angle of the bronze mirror in his hand slightly. The light of the bronze mirror shone on the mountain, and a magical scene suddenly occurred on the mountain.

The sunlight seemed to twist into a pillar of light, descending from the sun to the top of the mountain. From the angle of everyone kneeling, it can be seen that there is a blurred figure in the pillar of light, which also falls from the sky along with the pillar of light. Many of those who saw it were shocked and exclaimed:

"It's a god who has come to earth!"

"The gods have arrived, ·····. ”

"Kami-sama, Kami-sama wants to save Ise. ”

"Don't make any noise, disturb the gods, do you want to apologize?"

Seeing such a scene, everyone was in good spirits, and then hurriedly lay on the ground and didn't even dare to raise their heads. After a while, Ashiya Michimitsu's greeting stopped, and he kowtowed three times on the ground, then put down the bronze mirror and picked up a pot of water that had been prepared.

He held the kettle in one hand and poured the water on the ground. He straightened up and said to everyone, "The gods have already arrived at the portable shrine, everyone hurry up and lift the portable shrine to Ise Castle." ”

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After several hours of trekking, the group arrived at Ise Castle before dark. Perhaps it was the scene of the gods' incarnation, and everyone was full of energy, and the original ten hours of travel took only six hours to arrive.

Back in the castle, everyone said that the portable shrine was carried to the bottom of the castle tower.

Ashiya Michiman looked at the portable shrine that had fallen to the ground, and then at the people who were exhausted, but their eyes still sparkled. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart: "Fortunately, everything is going well." Now, only one last step remains. ”