I am a fairy

Chapter 28 Offerings

Chapter 28 Offerings
Jiang Chao looked at the things placed in front of him, raised his head and asked the ancient fairy on the screen.

"what is this?"

Wangshu held his chin with his hand and said as a matter of course.

"Is this the offering for you?"

Jiang Chao asked again: "I mean, how did you get it back?"

Wangshu said more confidently: "Of course I have to take your things back, right?"

Jiang Chao shook his head: "How can the offerings be taken back? Have you seen the fruits and vegetarian food offered on the altar? They are either given to monks and Taoists, or taken back and eaten by oneself."

Wangshu looked puzzled: "Why are they pretending that this is an offering to the gods?"

Jiang Chao: "The gods only need to smell the fragrance to mean they have eaten it. No gods would really come down to eat it."

Wangshu: "It's really miserable to be a god. When mortals eat, they are only allowed to smell the food."

After saying that, Wangshu smiled and looked at Jiang Chao.

"We can't be that kind of gods, can we?"

Jiang Chao was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say to refute Wangshu.
However, the things have been taken back, and sending them back now would seem even more strange and might even cause panic.

Wangshu moved closer to the screen, and looked at Jiang Chao with his flawless face even after it was enlarged, and made an urging sound at a strange angle.

"There is a set of clothes underneath, the divine robe of Lord Yunzhong."

"Tear off that piece of tattered cloth on your body and try it on. It looks like it's tailor-made for you."

Jiang Chao: "How do they tailor it?"

However, he soon remembered that Jia Gui and the two Taoists had seen him before, and they could only know his general body shape, so it could be said that it was tailor-made for him.

The clothes were stacked together in many sets, including hakama, undergarments, and socks to be worn inside. They felt delicate and smooth to the touch, and were made of silk.

There are also black military uniforms embroidered with the moon, light and transparent single garments and long gowns.

In particular, one of the white divine robes was made of brocade material.

Finally, there was a small round silver crown, just big enough to hold the hair together, as well as wooden shoes and an embroidered belt.

But when he picked up the robe, Jiang Chao didn't even know how to put it on.

"That's not how you wear it."

"That's it."

“You have to wear it like this.”

"Go through this way."

"..."

Under Wangshu's guidance, Jiang Chao finally changed into the loose-fitting, wide-sleeved divine robe, stepped on the wooden slippers that made him feel taller, then tied the silver crown and passed the hairpin through it.

Finally, Jiang Chao seemed to remember something and hung the radio on his belt, making it look like a strange accessory.

Now, he finally looks a bit like a person of this era.

This was the first time Jiang Chao had put on decent clothes since his health gradually improved.

Jiang Chao made his judgment: "It looks good, but not very useful."

This piece of clothing is extremely large and inconvenient to move in. It is suitable for lazy people who don't move much.

Wangshu: "Isn't this talking about you?"

Jiang Chao: “Hmm?”

Wangshu: "I mean someone who doesn't move much."

Jiang Chao took the remote control and turned off the big screen.

Then he looked at the screen and said, "Turn off the camera too, don't hide behind and peek."

Wangshu's voice came: "I didn't peek."
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In the county office.

"The County Lord."

"It is an auspicious sign that the ancient gods have appeared, and it is also a meritorious achievement to recruit mountain people. Such achievements can not only be reported to the prefecture and county, but also receive a high evaluation."

"It can even reach the emperor directly, so that the emperor can also know about our Xihe County."

The county magistrate of Xihe County was full of fawning and trying to please Jia Gui at this moment. It had only been a short time since this man arrived, but he had already caused such a commotion in Xihe County.

He has a good background, connections, and the blessing of gods, and he has the ability to get things done.

In his opinion, Jia Gui has a bright future.

Jia Gui sat quietly, drank a sip of tea, and asked the county magistrate to sit down as well.

"It's all because our dynasty is prosperous and the emperor is benevolent and loves the people, so the gods came to earth to bestow blessings, and the people of the mountains are loyal to the court."

"What contribution have I made?" Just yesterday, the mountain people and the witches in the mountains reached an agreement with Xihe County Magistrate Jia Gui. The mountain people decided to break the custom and gradually migrate out of the mountains in batches.

With time and education, they will be under the jurisdiction of Xihe County under the imperial court.

"As for the petition, wait a little longer. It won't be too late once things are settled."

Although Jia Gui kept saying that he had done nothing, he knew that this was a great opportunity for him to turn things around.

Jia Gui was indeed preparing to submit a petition to the court, but he decided to wait until the matter was settled before submitting the petition.

Because he had only been in Xihe County for less than ten days or half a month, if he hurriedly submitted the report at this time, the effect would not be so good.

However, Jia Gui was even more convinced that Yunbi Mountain and Xihe County were his blessed land.

Jia Gui did not continue the topic and made arrangements to the county magistrate.

"correct."

"Regarding the enthusiastic donations from the elders of Xihe County to build a shrine for Yunzhongjun, I will leave it to you to arrange."

The so-called clans are naturally the noble and powerful families in Xihe County, and the elders are not ordinary people. It is not an easy task to get these people to donate money enthusiastically. The power of a county magistrate is not enough.

Jia Gui was able to get these people to hand over their money, firstly by relying on his own connections and official position, and secondly by relying on the power of the gods. He stood up and picked up a stack of papers on the table.

"I have already written the inscription myself. I will arrange for someone to carve it immediately."

"These two things must not be neglected."

Speaking of this, Jia Gui's face became solemn.

"Remember, there is a God above your head."

The county magistrate knew that Jia Gui was reminding him not to interfere. He had also seen the scene of the gods appearing, so he dared not be negligent and went downstairs immediately to make arrangements.

And the other side.

Jia Gui and the county's dignitaries contributed money, and the construction of the Yunzhongjun Temple, which was started with great efforts by the mountain people and villagers, began.

The small paths leading up the mountain and the roads connecting to the main roads were the first to be built. Only after the roads were built could wood and stones be transported up the mountain.

It is expected that construction will begin on the Shou Palace, a palace dedicated to worshipping the cloud wall and the so-called residence of gods, the shrine where witches live, the three-layer mountain gate and the pavilion with an inscription written by the county magistrate himself.

It seems like a huge project, but in fact it is just two wooden palaces, a few rooms and a small pavilion. However, as a county, this is the only thing it can do.

The recruited carpenters, stonemasons, bricklayers, porters and others performed a small ritual together. After burning incense and praying to the spirits of the mountains and rivers, the Lord of the Clouds and heaven, they started to climb the mountain.

The witch also opened the boundaries of the bamboo forest, allowing these people to enter and exit within a certain period of time.

"here we go."

"Remember, you are only allowed to work during the day."

"You must leave once it gets dark, especially before the moon rises. No one is allowed to stay in the God's Garden."

But when the witch led the craftsmen into the bamboo forest, they found that deep in the fluttering long banners, the many offerings placed in front of the cloud wall had disappeared.

When the witches and shamans saw this scene, they immediately panicked.

They knelt on the ground and walked forward to the cloud wall. They looked at the cloud wall first, and were relieved when they found that the cloud wall was not damaged.

"Yunbi is fine."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."

"I'm glad Yunbi is okay."

"Then what's going on? Why are there no more sacrifices?"

They carefully checked their surroundings and then looked at the others.

"Who came in and took it?"

"Didn't you see it?"

"How could anyone get in? We have been guarding here the whole time."

"That's right, no one has ever come in."

During this period, the police and the mountain people surrounded the place so tightly that no one could enter or leave.

In this case, it seems that there is only one answer left, but no one dares to say it out loud, only that everyone is certain of it in their hearts.

"Did Yun Zhongjun take the sacrifice with him when he left?"