February

The snow is cleared, the dead trees are budding, and spring is gradually coming, and the customs of Fuso vary from place to place, but in general, the people hold various spring festivals.

The tradition of the mountain god worship continues every spring at this time of year to pray for the blessing of the mountain god and a good harvest this year.

The wind is blowing, bringing the breath of spring, the river is flowing and tinkling, people are coming and going, coming and going, but they all deliberately avoid the river, now it is spring, the snow has just melted, the river has a biting cold, not worse than winter.

The people of Kabe-gun come and go, carrying the things and materials needed for the sacrifice, and in the distance, a huge shrine stands on the mountainside, with the breath of Shinto.

The people here are accustomed to it, and under the command of some priests, they do their best in an orderly manner, and several shops under the mountain take advantage of this opportunity to drink and sell things one after another.

The people walked up the steps one after another, and went up the mountain to worship the gods and ask for peace and blessings.

Outside the statue of the god on the mountainside, there is a wooden box, and the people more or less donate money to it.

At the foot of the mountain, after the two priests had finished worshipping the mountain god, they were waiting, and a village chief ran over, bowed down and said, "Lord Priest, the bonfire is ready, and we can celebrate the mountain god below in the evening." ”

When the two priests heard this, one of them said, "Rokujiro, you have done a good job, God will bless you!"

"Hey!" the village chief replied and retreated, he was not a samurai, only a name without a surname.

The shrine is allowed to bow and add incense, but there are too many people during the spring festival, and it is really impossible to supply, so the custom here, the people have to go to the shrine to bow and pray for blessings, and once it is completed, they will retreat.

The noise can't disturb the mountain god, but the real celebration is to celebrate around the bonfire at the bottom of the mountain.

The gods rest on the mountain, and the people celebrate at the bottom of the mountain, and this is the custom here.

People came in groups and kept praying for blessings on the mountain, and those who had already prayed went down the mountain to wait for the bonfire in the evening to celebrate.

At this time of year, the priests would take a certain amount of money from the box and buy food for everyone to eat and drink, which was a reward from the gods, as they intended, but in reality it was only a small part of the donation.

In this way, there are more and more people gathered below, and it is very lively, and some even temporarily set up small stalls to sell, and some small commercial houses have also rushed over.

At this moment, a young samurai came over slowly, followed by two sword-wielding samurai with swords, and his gestures inadvertently revealed a cold light, which made people chill.

In this crowded place, when I met these three people, I let go of the long open space and looked at these three people from time to time.

At the foot of the mountain, two priests kept an eye on the movement of the crowd and worshiped the gods, and this sacrifice had a responsibility, so that there could be no chaos, and at this moment, a young man ran over and said to the priest, "My lord, there is a samurai down there, followed by two samurai, and they went up the mountain, saying that they want to bow down to the mountain god and pray for peace." ”

"Oh, that's normal, it's not uncommon for samurai to believe in my god. The priest said casually.

Fuso deities are mixed, and it is very normal for samurai to worship gods and pray for protection and refuge.

"The samurai believe in my god, which means that the shrine is called Yichanglong, so you don't have to make a fuss. The second priest said lightly.

"But my lord, the two attendants of the samurai look very vicious!" the young man was still a little unwilling, and defended himself.

"I see, go down, don't think about it!" said the priest.

When the young man saw this, he retreated.

On the mountain road, Wang Cunye walked with steps, two samurai followed, reached the mountainside, looked up, the shrine was in front of him, and the "torii" appeared.

"Torii" is a wooden gate-shaped torii with a simple shape, and in Shinto it is the gate that divides the divine realm and the human world, and if you walk through the torii, you will enter the divine realm.

When the two warriors saw it, they were all in awe, and after crossing this line, Wang Cunye's heart moved, and a trace of black light disappeared in a flash, and suddenly the magic power disappeared.

According to the rules, the three of them went to the pool in front, cleaned their hands with a long-handled wooden spoon, and then entered the shrine with the ridge upturned to worship the temple.

Bow again and pray for a few seconds.

There is a statue inside, this idol is not simple, I saw a red spiritual light rushing out, and a god attached to it, is swallowing the faith of all peoples, cultivating and pranayama.

Wang Cunye remained silent, took out the usual small judgment again, threw it in, and bowed again and again, bowed and retreated, and the steps were coherent between the three steps, as if stepping on a strange rhythm, after doing this, Wang Cunye retreated to the back.

No one realized that with the three steps, the inconspicuous place had been pasted with three golden spirit runes, and when it was completed, Wang Cunye had the heart to take a closer look at this shrine.

According to the information received, there are 500 stone near the shrine, which are cultivated and harvested, and according to custom, they are built and renovated every 10 years - the land of the gods is new.

Yamashita worshippers come and go, and there are merchant houses selling onigiri, pickles, and miso, but only a few can afford to buy them, which is a food only available to samurai.

"You go over and buy some rice balls, I'll take a look here!" Wang Cunye found a secluded and uninhabited stone platform, and said with a wave of his sleeves.

When the two samurai heard this, they responded with a "hi" and passed.

At this moment, a burst of footsteps attracted Wang Cunye's attention, and when he looked back, he saw that it was an old man with only a bamboo sword on his back, followed by a young man.

The old man stepped up, and at this time there was a drizzle, very fine rain, which fell on his face almost unconsciously, but when he looked over, when his eyes touched Wang Cunye, his face suddenly changed color.

"Whew!" The hairs on his whole body stood up, his heart shook violently, and without thinking, he roared angrily and drew his sword, and this bamboo sword was pulled out, faintly with thunder.

The young man behind was defenseless, and suddenly he couldn't stand and fell to the ground.

"Huh!" Wang Cunye looked at it, stretched out his hand and flicked it, and pointed it on the bamboo sword, and suddenly the old man's whole body was shocked, and he took a few steps back.

Wang Cunye was a little surprised, looked at it, ignored it anymore, and went straight away.

"Lord, Chazuke is here. "Two samurai came with bowls, chazuke, as the name suggests, use hot tea water to make cold rice, the fragrance of tea seeps into the rice, this is the supreme delicacy of Fuso, how many samurai in the battle, the greatest enjoyment is to eat a bowl of chazuke.

“......”

The old man stood in front of the stones, looking into the distance in a trance.

"What's wrong?" the young man behind hurriedly came over, not understanding why the master suddenly drew his sword and attacked a young samurai.

You must know that a master like the master can easily kill people even with a bamboo sword.

“...... Just now, this young man, I saw the darkness. The old man muttered.

"Lord, what's wrong just now, is there someone who is not good for you, do you want us to cut them down?" The samurai only saw the final end, not the process.

Wang Cunye said: "Don't do much, go according to the original plan." ”

"Hey!" the two bowed.

The group began to eat tea and rice, Wang Cunye ate a few bites, and his biggest grievance against Fusang was this.

Now he doesn't want to eat more and more, and he has the meaning of swallowing Yunxia to extract the five elements instead of the essence of the water valley, but he knows that this is just an illusion.

If you really don't eat fireworks, you must also go to the earth immortals, ghosts and immortals can't, ghosts and immortals are transcendent in the true spirit, and the essence of the physical body is still the body of the three turns of human immortals, or mortals.

Swallowing clouds and eating fog, it is not possible at this stage, but at the stage of the third turn of the human immortals, the body function is extremely strong, and almost the peak of the human flesh is generated.

The sun sank, the jade rabbit rose in the east, the bonfires on the plains were lit, many people were dancing and singing, it was very lively, it was just two samurai, they couldn't help but join in, Wang Cunye just watched silently.

"Worship the gods!" the priest groaned.

All the believers looked excited, got up and bowed down, and showed their piety to the gods.

As the believers danced to congratulate the gods, the priests kept guiding, and in the shrine on the mountainside, a ball of divine light slowly woke up, and a majestic and huge red spirit body faintly appeared, and the light of faith surrounded it.

A pleasant feeling spread, which this mortal could not feel, only the priest and the witch could feel it, and of course Wang Cunye could also feel it.

At this moment, Wang Cunye's figure flashed, and he ran towards it.

"No, what is the samurai going to do?"

"Someone dares to desecrate seventy-two lives!"

The people below shouted, their expressions angry and excited, and the old man who had been staring at this time immediately snatched the disciple's long knife, pounced on it, and chased after him.

This mountain is not high, only fifty meters high, even at this time, Wang Cunye is still very cautious, did not fly out of thin air, but used the limit that ** can reach, jumping and galloping up, this is so as not to be seen by the mortals below.

"Samurai, do you want to blaspheme?" The huge red spirit slowly turned around, its eyes firmly locked on Wang Cunye, and a voice that was inaudible to mortals conveyed.

At the same time, Wang Cunye had broken into the shrine, and there was no one in the shrine at this time, and he couldn't see it below, so he suddenly volleyed into the air, and as soon as he rushed into the temple, he slashed at the statue with a sword.

I only heard a loud noise, the statue was full of cracks, there was a loud "pop", the pillar of heaven was upside down, and the sound of stones falling to the ground was endless for a while.

The idol collapsed.

As the stone statue was excavated in the mountain, a tall red giant was revealed, and it had to show its form.

Almost at the same time, three golden runes were revealed, and the golden light formed an enchantment, quickly spreading throughout the hall.

"Not good!" the red giant was startled and wanted to hide into space, but it crashed into a burst of red ripples, but it didn't disappear.

"It's late. Wang Cunye pounced with a sword on his face, with a sneer on his face, it can be said that Wang Cunye's biggest drawback now is that the true spirit has not yet been born, and he cannot go deep into the spiritual world on his own, but if he has a mental calculation or not, there is a spell in the Dao talisman that temporarily cuts off the return of the gods - although it does not last long.

(To be continued)