I am a fairy

Chapter 36 Divination
In the bamboo house, she put down the five-string phoenix harp made of phoenix wood that she had been holding in her arms for a long time and was reluctant to give up.

An old woman knelt behind her and cut off her beloved long hair bit by bit, until every strand of hair fell to the ground.

The originally beautiful hair has become medium-long, and although it looks neat, it also has a bit of wildness.

His originally beautiful face became more angular as the priestess kneeling in front of him applied makeup, making it difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

The body is wrapped in white cloth, draped with several layers of clothes that look like clouds, and wearing a mask that symbolizes an ancient god.

The old woman said: "From now on, you are the divine witch of Yun Zhongjun."

She said: "Isn't she the Emperor Dong's spiritual concubine?"

The old woman said: "The Lord of the Clouds has come to the world, and the sacrifice of the God of the East Emperor Taiyi is still a long time away, so the Concubine Ling chose one from the other candidates."

She asked, “Why me?”

The old woman said: "If someone sees Yunzhongjun, his figure and appearance are the same as yours."

She breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, she wouldn't be sent into the fire as the spiritual concubine of Taiyi God.

But in a flash she felt ashamed of her relief, because someone else had replaced her, and that person would be sent into the blazing fire and become the spiritual concubine of Taiyi God flying to the true fire of the sun.

this time.

The witch always thought of the time when she lived in the bamboo house in the mountains, and often thought of her five-stringed phoenix harp. She wondered who was in the bamboo house now, and whether they were also voluntarily praying for the mountain people like she had done in the past. She was also worried about the scene of her being burned in the fire.

The shaman stood up from the small building at the edge of the bamboo forest. As soon as he walked out of the door, there was a bamboo corridor at his feet connecting to the shrine below.

Go forward, there is a priestess waiting behind the shrine.

"Squeak!"

The witches pushed open the door and she walked inside.

At this moment, there were many people inside and outside the temple. After the shaman came to the curtain of the main hall and sat cross-legged, he could vaguely see the figures of people outside through the curtain and the door, so he started asking the shaman outside.

"whats the matter?"

The priest did not answer immediately, but burned incense and prayed respectfully first, and then performed the ceremony.

"It's the believers who are fulfilling their vows."

"We are all here to express our gratitude to the great god Yun Zhongjun for subduing Hanba with thunder and fire from heaven and earth."

"They have selected boys and girls and asked us to choose an auspicious time to send them to the Divine Realm to serve the great god Yunzhongjun."

After the priest finished speaking, he kowtowed to the ground.

"Please ask the divine witch to report this matter to the great god Yunzhongjun and fulfill the wishes of the believers."

The wizard listened for a long time without replying and just sat there.

The priest did not urge him, but just knelt outside with his head on the ground, and did not stand up.

In the witch tradition, in addition to the highest level of rituals of inviting and welcoming gods, the most convenient and concise way of communicating with gods in daily life is the art of divination.

Divination also has different specifications. The most common one in Chu is divination with thatch. In addition, there are also bamboo divination and tortoise shell divination.

At this moment, this matter is just an ordinary trivial matter, and it can be handled by divination with straw.

The shaman looked at the kneeling shaman outside, and after a long silence, he began to divine.

"Please come to Lord Yunzhong!"

"I am now fortune-telling, and the gods are beside me. I communicate with my heart and with my mind..."

After hundreds of words of divination, the shaman finally placed the thatched roof on the ground.

Then, he shouted.

"Is that so?"

At the same time, while looking at the criss-crossing thatch on the ground, he began to analyze the hexagram.

The wizard looked at the ground, a little dazed for a moment, thinking of many things.

Coming from a witch heritage, she knew what it meant to be sent to the divine realm, and she had even witnessed it with her own eyes.

Although the ways to reach the divine realms of different ancient gods are different, no matter which god's immortal palace or cave is, it is not reachable by living people.

Donghuang Taiyi's divine realm must be sent through fire, and Yun Zhongjun's is naturally sent through water, and the fate of those boys and girls who served Yun Zhongjun can naturally be known.

At this moment.

A few scattered straws on the ground could decide someone's life or death. The shaman looked at the hexagram silently, and it seemed that he could not interpret it for a long time, but just muttered to himself.

"Is that so?"

"Is that so?"

The priest finally raised his head and asked a question.

"Is that so?"

Finally, the wizard stared at the divination hexagram in the tent, hesitated for a long time, and answered.

"No."

The priest didn't ask any more questions and continued to kowtow according to the procedure. After saying goodbye, he walked outside.

Finally, he arrived outside the shrine and informed the villagers outside of the results of the divination.

For a while.

The villagers outside were all panicked, their faces pale as if they had lost their parents.

"What should I do?"

"Why doesn't Yunzhongjun accept offerings?"

"But what did we do wrong?"

Yun Zhongjun said that he did not want their boys and girls, but this did not make them happy. Even the children's parents might not be willing to give up their own children, but they were more afraid that God would not rain or bring disasters.

The priest stood outside the door and spoke with the same emotionless attitude.

"I will do divination again tomorrow, and then we will know the result."

The villagers were shocked and terrified, but no one dared to question or even say a word loudly. They could only leave respectfully.

After reaching the foot of the mountain, everyone was still reluctant to leave and continued to kowtow.
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Outside the curtain of the main hall of the shrine.

The priest came back quietly, still kneeling in front of the witch and kowtowing to her.

When his head was pressed to the ground, the priest suddenly asked a question.

“Is the hexagram really impossible?”

The shaman did not speak, but just sat blankly behind the curtain, his eyes still fixed on the divination straw on the ground.

The priest seemed to understand something, but did not blame the shaman.

Or.

When the other party puts on the mask, no matter what the other party does, he, a mortal witch, is not qualified to criticize.

He just knelt on the ground, looking up at the shadow with a divine face behind the curtain.

"God cannot be deceived."

"You felt compassion for the death of a few people, but you angered the gods. If the gods don't let it rain, it won't just be a few people who will die, but tens of thousands of people."

"Since ancient times, humans and gods have relied on ancient sacrifices to maintain the connection between heaven and earth. Mortals offer sacrifices to gods, and the gods will respond."

"This is a covenant made between humans and gods in ancient times. If the gods do not accept the sacrifice, the connection will be severed."

"do you understand?"

The witch said, "Ah Weng, I know..."

In the past, the priest could always be described as calm and steady no matter what the situation was, but at this moment, the priest's voice suddenly became louder, and he even shouted with panic.

"shut up!"

The priest said sternly, kowtowing repeatedly.

"I am not your Aung, you are a divine witch, the spirit son of Lord Yunzhong in the human world."

"Where did the gods come from, Aung."

The wizard stared at the divination straw on the ground and said after carefully interpreting it.

"It is indeed impossible."

The priest then heaved a long sigh of relief, stood up and spoke.

"That's good."

(End of this chapter)