I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 494: Nine Songs: Ritual Soul (asking for monthly ticket)

"Are you a mountain ghost?"

When Sang Que was stunned, the witch in front of him asked again. Although the language she spoke was obscure and strange, Sang Que could understand it completely.

But she won't say it.

How can I return all this to the witch?
Sang Que looked down at the master's sword, the token, and the mountain ghost money buried in the palm of his right hand. Was he going to return the three-piece set of the witch to her?
You will know if it works if you try it.

Sang Que held the master's sword tightly as a weapon. Even at this moment, she remained on guard, ready to return the sword in the end.

She took out the mountain ghost token from her arms with her left hand, raised her arm, handed it to the witch, and returned a token to test the waters first.

The raccoon in the witch's arms poked its head out and sniffed towards her, while the red leopard squatted quietly behind her.

"For me?"

The witch pointed at herself and Sang Que nodded. The witch put down the civet cat in her arms and walked towards Sang Que. When she got in front of Sang Que, she looked at Sang Que carefully before slowly taking the token that Sang Que handed to her.

The word "mountain ghost" written in Chu language on the token made the witch's eyes light up.

The moment the witch held one end of the token, her whole body trembled and her eyes opened wide.

The witch saw the modern skyscrapers, the hustle and bustle of traffic, and the wealthy people in Sangque's memory, as well as the beautiful scenery of the Gui Dynasty, the crisscrossing farmland, the majestic city, and those ghosts that possessed strange powers and could be called gods to her at this moment.

Sang Que was keenly aware of the witch's reaction. She instinctively activated the mountain ghost money and opened her eyes with the Qian Gua, wanting to see what she could see from the first generation witch.

Her own ghost power cannot be used here, but the mountain ghost money does not hinder her.

The power in the mountain ghost money had been exhausted before, and she had tried her best to replenish it before jumping into the abyss, in case of emergency.

In an instant, numerous images exploded in Sang Que's mind. As she saw more and more things, Sang Que's eyes revealed extreme fear. Her whole body was consumed by fear. She trembled uncontrollably and even her breathing became rapid.

Sang Que didn’t know whether what she saw was the future or the past!

She saw that after she handed over the master's sword, token and stripped mountain ghost money to the witch, her soul lost its support and dissipated into the woods with the wind. At that moment, she had a smile of relief and relief on her face, as if everything was finally over.

However, the witch returned to her village with what she was given and completed the ongoing ritual of worshiping the mountain ghost.

The witch told the villagers that she saw a mountain ghost in the mountains, received gifts from the mountain ghost, and also saw the legendary Yunmeng Divine Kingdom.

In the following years, the witch's face remained young, and all the beasts in the mountains became friendly to her. The shamans in the village coveted the witch's power and tried to obtain her divine power.

The witch was on the altar, being eaten by greedy people. Her blood soaked the sword and token on her waist. Her blood began to turn black, and her bones turned into Black Tai Sui. Ghosts came to the world, and everyone in the village was cursed. Eventually, the world became a hunting ground for ghosts.

Only the witch's daughter, who wore the mountain ghost money that turned into Chu currency around her neck, survived.

Finally, the witch's daughter discovered the secret of the mountain ghost money, opened a passage, and sent all the ghosts to what she thought was "Yunmengze" for imprisonment.

Sangque couldn't believe it. Everything was back to square one.

Time, cause and effect, all become a circle. The starting point is the end point, and the end point is also the starting point.

Everything she is doing now is just starting another reincarnation.

Those images flashed quickly before Sang Que's eyes. In the past two thousand years, she was not the first descendant of the witch to return here through the Nine Netherworld.

She saw different descendants of the priestess come to the first generation priestess, doing the same thing, returning everything to the first generation priestess, and then disappearing, and then the tragedy of the first generation priestess happened again and again.

Feeling stinging in his eyes, Sang Que gritted his teeth and closed his eyes. The witch was still holding a corner of the token, her eyes wide open and she stood there in a daze.

Sang Que had limited knowledge of the theory of time, space and the universe, and she couldn't figure it out. She only knew that she had to break this cycle! Fortunately, she took a closer look, otherwise all her efforts would be in vain. She couldn't change what happened outside, and she was the only one who disappeared and was freed.

Sang Que tried hard to pull her hand back, but she couldn't move. The token had been fixed there after it came into contact with the witch. She had lost control of the token, and the witch could take it away as long as she wanted.

Seeing this situation, Sang Que made a prompt decision. While the master's sword was still in his hand, he stabbed the token without hesitation.

A flash of blood burst out from where the tip of the knife touched the token. The witch screamed and was knocked to the ground along with Sangque by the force.

Ouch!

Wenli and Chibao shouted in unison and immediately ran to the side of the witch to protect her.

The master's sword and the token were still hanging in the air in a posture of confrontation with each other. The bloody aura was leaking out madly, changing the color of the sky and the earth. All things withered and lost their vitality. The fairyland-like forest turned into a dark hell in an instant.

In the howling wind, Sangque stood up and shouted loudly, regardless of whether the witch could understand him or not, "Your divine power is granted by heaven, and I am not a mountain ghost. There is no need for you to attribute the source of your divine power to me!"

Sang Que has figured everything out. The first generation priestess was extraordinary since she was born. She was born to be close to all animals. The raccoon cat and red leopard who are following her at this moment are proof of this.

Perhaps it was because people first relied on their imagination to create the image of a mountain ghost riding a red leopard and holding a civet cat, and continuously held sacrifices to the mountain ghost. Then, when the power of this belief gathered, the first generation of priestesses was born in this belief.

It was also because the first generation of shrine maidens were born special that they became shrine maidens serving the mountain ghost. They dressed themselves in the image of the mountain ghost and were also chosen as the person to worship the mountain ghost. They went deep into the mountains alone.

This chance encounter in the mountains made the first generation witch attribute all her special features to the so-called "mountain ghost". She went back and told other witches in the village that she had seen the mountain ghost and Yunmengze.

This brought her fatal disaster and also became the beginning of everything!
click!
The master's sword and the token cracked at the same time. Sang Que felt a burning pain in the palm of her right hand. The mountain ghost money floated up by itself, and a crack appeared on it. A large amount of blood seeped out and dripped along her fingers. Sang Que's body quickly became transparent and began to dissipate as the blood flowed.

Now is not the time to discuss cause and effect. Sang Que also doesn't know what consequences will be caused after these three things are destroyed. She must find a breakthrough.

Calm down Sangque, calm down!
The wind grew stronger and stronger, the witch stood up from the ground, holding the feather crown on her head, her colorful clothes fluttering in the wind. No matter how dark the surroundings were, she seemed to have her own soft light there, uncontaminated by anything in the world, and she was shining brightly.

Looking at such a witch, Sangque's eyes lit up.

Ghosts and gods exist based on people's imagination, and so do sacrificial rituals.

Human expectations bring power to ghosts and gods, and human evil thoughts can also bring power to ghosts and gods.

Sacrifice is the process of driving away these evils and satisfying beautiful expectations. Sacrifice has a beginning and an end!

The Nine Songs is a set of poems and lyrics that mentions nine different gods, and the Mountain Ghost is one of them. However, there are not nine poems in the Nine Songs, but eleven.

In addition to the first nine, there are the last two.

"Nine Songs: National Mourning" is used to mourn the soldiers who died in the war and comfort their souls. This is the tenth song.

The last song, "Nine Songs: Lifting the Soul", is the final part of the sacrificial ceremony. It is a song to send off the gods after the sacrifices to the gods. It not only sends off the gods but also includes human ghosts, so it is called Lifting the Soul instead of Lifting the Gods.

Sang Que slapped her head hard. When she first mentioned Jiuge to Professor Ye Changqing at the research institute, he went to find experts in the field to study Jiuge poetry.

She had also participated in it and had seen all the original texts of the poems, written in the Chu language.

The last one is not long, with only five short sentences.

Sang Que squeezed his shaking hands, squatted down, and wrote on the ground stroke by stroke with the blood that kept dripping from the mountain ghost money.

The ceremony is over and the drums are played.
Chuan Ba ​​Xi Dai Wu,
The young girl advocates beauty and beauty.

Spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums,
It will last forever without end!