Yunmeng Ballad: I opened a restaurant in the Warring States Period

Chapter 88 Witch Ritual

Li Delu announced the final winner—without any suspense it was Yunmengju.

To Chu Yunmeng's surprise, Li Delu offered a hundred gold as a bounty this time.

She hastily sent someone another message, asking Mai to announce that the hundred gold would be donated to the guild as a guild building fund.At the same time, it was announced that Yunmengju will be distributing heat-relieving soup for free at the entrance of Yunmengju and Yunmeng Xiaoguan from today until closing time.

After dealing with all this, Chu Yunmeng retreated quietly, planning to take advantage of this lively season to go shopping.

Of course, I still called out the first day of junior high school when I left.

In the past, because I was busy with the management of Yunmengju, I buried myself in the kitchen and vegetable garden every day, and at most I went to Nanshi to look at the ingredients.

But there were only a few times, and then he encountered an inexplicable kidnapping incident, so that he was frightened every day, and rarely walked around casually, except for the time when he went to the forest of wild beasts and found inspiration.

Now that she had changed into men's clothes, and was in broad daylight and under the eyes of everyone, she suddenly let go of her defenses, wanting to let herself go, and have a good time cruising in Yingdu on this Duanyang day.

In order to avoid embarrassment, she deliberately avoided the remote lakeside place.

After walking for a while, not long after leaving Yuxiu Lake, Chu Yunmeng saw some old neighborhoods.

They either watched things in front of different stalls, or watched the dancers patrolling the street, and some even joined the dance team patrolling the street.

Chu Yunmeng looked at them, smiling all over his face, immersed in their excitement and joy.

But after walking a few steps, she came back to her senses, only to find that the first day of junior high who had been following her was gone.

She smiled helplessly, this first day of junior high school, she is really curious and loves to play.

Just as she was hesitating whether to continue walking, a person wearing a mask suddenly walked by, and Chu Yunmeng jumped up in fright.

Immediately, she came to her senses and chased after the Nuo-mian man to take a picture: "It's so frightening."

"Take you to see something interesting." He moved the Nuo face to his head, and it was Gong Shuyao.

After finishing speaking, he dragged Chu Yunmeng along the central axis of the city of Yingdu, and played along the way.

I just finished watching Chu Nu Qi Wu, and it was a very witty monkey show.

Chu Yunmeng laughed out loud.At this time, the monkey made a wrong move, and the monkey player whipped down the whip, making the monkey "wow" jump wildly.

"Hey, why do you beat the monkey for no reason? It gives you money and feeds you. This is revenge for kindness, and it must be struck by lightning!"

Because he could understand animal language, he became closer to animals every day, so Chu Yunmeng couldn't help but speak out.

"I'm training my monkey, what's the matter with you?" The monkey tricker was also not a good tempered person, and retorted.

"You—" Chu Yunmeng was impatient, but found that he really had no position to take care of this matter.

After all, there are no environmental protection organizations in this era, let alone animal protection associations or organizations.

Seeing her dejected, Gong Shuyao quickly turned around and said a few words to the monkey tricker, and then walked over with the cage containing the monkey.

"Here, here you are." Gongshu Yao sent the monkey to Chu Yunmeng as if offering a treasure.

"If you don't want to see it being beaten, you might as well keep it by your side. This can relieve boredom in normal times."

Although Chu Yunmeng didn't speak coldly and didn't take over the cage, his expression was tacit.

Gong Shuyao took the initiative to carry the cage, and walked forward side by side with Chu Yunmeng.

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Two quarters of an hour later, they came to the square in the center of Yingdu City.Here, a grand witch ritual is being held.

"Look, this is the biggest witch sacrifice ceremony in Yingdu every year, and every time you pray for three or four hours.

It is intended to attract people's souls to return, and it also has the meaning of praying for the prosperity of the country and the people of Chu. "

After Chu Yunmeng finished listening, he looked towards the high platform on the square.

I saw twenty or thirty witches with painted faces and sparrow feathers on their heads standing on a high platform, forming a circle, singing and dancing.

Musicians sit all around the high platform, and the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly.

The witches on the stage sometimes held up the Nuo sticks in their hands, prayed and muttered words; sometimes they spread their hands to the sides, put them on the shoulders of the witches beside them, raised their feet, and danced with their bows.

The feather clothes on their bodies flew up with the wind of early summer, outlining the thin figures of the witches.

Sure enough, it really complied with the phrase "Ling Yan is beautiful and obedient, and the house is full of fragrance and beauty", "Flying like flying in Cui Zeng, showing poetry and dancing."

After dancing for about half an hour, all the witches on the stage stopped their movements and shouted in unison: "Hunxi, come back——"

As soon as the summoning sound came out, the witches who had been parked in the center walked out slowly under the guard of the witches, facing the audience, and raised their heads to the sky.Then he pointed the Nuo stick in the direction he was looking at, clasped his hands tightly, closed his eyes, moved his lips up and down, and said words that Chu Yunmeng could not understand.

She looked carefully at the praying man in front of her, and saw that his face was wrinkled like a wrinkled orange.The oil paint on the forehead and face is obviously different from other witches.

Chu Yunmeng stared at this face, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The constant sound of prayers made Chu Yunmeng's head heavy.In a daze, a flash of inspiration flashed, and the two faces overlapped.

She remembered!This face is exactly the face she saw when she was wandering in the sky on the bridge of Yuxiu Lake.

Why does her body and mind react uncontrollably every time she hears this voice?

No, she had to go, she had to get rid of this feeling of not being in control.

Thinking of this, Chu Yunmeng held on to the last ray of consciousness, barely dragged his heavy body, and squeezed out of the crowd with all his strength.

"Chuchu, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that something was wrong with Chu Yunmeng, Gong Shuyao hurriedly followed her and grabbed her.But with this pull, Chu Yunmeng fell into his arms.

At this time, the shaman who was praying alone had stopped praying, and the Nuo rod was raised to a higher sky again, and he shouted "Break!"

"Come back—"

As soon as the thick and high-pitched voice came out, Chu Yunmeng, who was already semi-conscious, twitched all over, and immediately became confused, talking nonsense, as if two different people were pulling her.

"You are all lying to me! My mother will not harm me!" Although there was resentment in the voice at this time, it was still cold.

"Why is it so unfair to me? I have done a good job, but I have never received a word of affirmation; I just have different preferences from you, why should I be excluded..." The voice at this time seemed to be full of mourning, but there was a kind of Feeling so pitiful.

"But I won't give up! I will live a better life, let you take a good look at it!" At this time, the voice was full of stubbornness and fighting spirit.

Seeing Chu Yunmeng's ghostly appearance, Gong Shuyao's heart was already confused.

Hurriedly picked up Chu Yunmeng, and quickly ran to the street outside, trying to find a medical clinic to treat her.

At this moment, his lightness kung fu can't be used anymore.He didn't even notice that he kicked other people's stalls away and knocked people down.

　Now that I've written it, I find that I really haven't written the mysterious and romantic flavor of the pre-Qin era that I imagined. It's a pity to think about it. (There are some other works, although there is a gap between what I want to write, but they are much better than mine)

　　But still continue to ask for collection, investment, and various tickets

　　
　
(End of this chapter)