Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 112: Acting as a God, Wu Hou’s Godhead, Obsession Becomes Delusion
In the afternoon, behind the Prime Minister's Temple, no one is allowed to enter the work area.

The actors are all ready, just waiting for the show to begin.

This place is not the ancestral temple of the Wuhou faction, but the prime minister's temple attraction in Zhuge Village that is open to the public for tourism.

According to Yan Fei, this place receives offerings from foreign tourists, which gathers faith and wishes, and the possibility of inviting the deity of Wu Hou to descend is much higher than other places.

After offering incense and candles, Zhuge Gong bowed several times to the ancestors and said a few offensive words of apology and blessing.

Yan Fei and her brother took off their masks and their priestly robes.

This was the first time Yan Huan had seen such a performance of gods. What his aunt and fifth uncle used were not ghost plays used in sacrificial ceremonies, but "divine masks".

The first stage of the godhead mask is to act until you believe it and act as God with yourself. This is to borrow the power of God.

The next stage is to steal people's faith in gods and legendary figures in order to bring down gods.

After passing the first and second stages, the last step is to become a spirit.

He who plays God is God!
As Master Mei Lanfang said, the moment the mask is put on the face, the performer and the character become one.

Take his familiar role of Yang Guifei for example. At this moment he is both Mei Lanfang and Yang Guifei. He is concerned about Mei Lanfang's concerns and thinks about Yang Guifei's thoughts. At this moment, his self-personality and artistic characteristics are perfectly unified.

Having reached this final stage, the sorcerer is now a god, stealing the position of God in order to replace Him.

"The show is about to start!" Yan Fei shouted, pointing her fingers at her forehead.

A faint light filled the air, and colorful gloves passed across the face, and the costume was ready.

Huang Boren stroked his beard and gestured to the two people accompanying him.

“Then we’re going to start here too.”

Yan Huan turned around in surprise and saw two people in tightly-dressed clothes put down the shiny silver toolbox in their hands and picked up the tools to fiddle with them.

"At the same time?"

"If the Godhead is one, won't there be disputes among them?"

Yan Huan raised his hand to pass the golden light and lit up the Golden Dark Eye, so that the direction of the Qi and the gathering of faith in the surroundings could be clearly seen.

The offering scrolls in front of the Prime Minister's Temple surged like a torrent, like a heavy rain, covering the brother and sister Yan Fei and Yan Jiangli.

Gradually, Yan Fei's face lost that elegance and composure, and gained a kind of perseverance and indomitable spirit that came from experiencing many vicissitudes of life.

"What is this for?"

"As the late emperor entrusted me with, I have no time to waste here. Please let me know the domain name of this place. Now my army is stationed in Wuzhangyuan and has been fighting with the enemy for a long time. The Northern Expedition cannot be separated from me for a moment..."

Yan Fei walked around, looking at everyone.

Zhuge Gong immediately knelt down on the grass, "I am the 49th generation descendant of the Zhuge family, and I am here to pay my respects to the ancestor!"

"The descendants are stupid and no one has understood the inheritance of Wu Hou in the past hundred years. I hope the ancestors can give me some guidance to protect the descendants in the future."

"My son Siyuan is only seven years old. How can Liang be the 49th generation successor, and how can he be the ancestor of others?" Yan Fei's words stumped Zhuge Gong.

This is indeed hard to prove...
Yan Huan stood aside with his arms folded, secretly shocked.

What is happening now is undoubtedly a farce. Aunt Yan Fei is still herself, and what she says may all come from her subconscious imagination of Zhuge Kongming.

People who watch a play become the spirits in the play, and one can tell a thing or two from their words, actions and manner.

My aunt failed in her performance.

At least from the perspective of the flowing light illusion, Zhuge Kongming did not speak so uprightly. He rashly refuted things without judging them, which was not in line with his usual style as a great sorcerer.

Yan Huan shook his head helplessly and looked at his fifth uncle Yan Jiangli. This guy's acting was even more outrageous.

He waved his feather fan and pointed ahead, "You traitor! You have lived for seventy-six years in vain, and have never accomplished anything in your life. You can only talk nonsense and help Cao Cao to commit atrocities! You are a dog with a broken spine, and you dare to bark wildly in front of our army!"

"I have never seen anyone so shameless!"

Good guy!
To be honest, Yan Huan feels that this Fifth Uncle is not as realistic as the one portrayed by Mr. Tang Guoqiang.

Yan Jiangli gave up.

Yan Fei attempted to go one step further and resolutely advanced to the second stage.

In the second stage, the power of faith covers the whole body, completely transforming into the image of divinity, but one also has to endure the erosion of one's own personality by faith.

Yan Huan had faith in the character of Han Prime Minister Zhuge Liang, but he was rushed into the next level when he was not yet fully prepared at the first level, so some unexpected events were unavoidable.

call!
A gust of wind blew through the hall, causing the candlelight on both sides of the house to sway violently, and even a few lights were blown out.

An ink-like outline appeared beside Yan Fei, covering her completely, and the image of an eight-foot-tall scholar with a feather fan, a silk scarf, and a crane crown on his head took shape.

"I, Liang, am naturally dull and have encountered difficult times... I launched an expedition to the north but was unsuccessful..."

"Grandfather, please give me some pointers!" Zhuge Gong bowed again and said, "How can we ignite the True Fire Samadhi?"

The incarnation of the spirit lowered his head and said, "Press the upper, middle and lower dantians, and ignite the essence, energy and spirit in turn. Use these three treasures as energy to ignite the fire of life..."

"These guys know, but..."

Before Zhuge Gong finished speaking, the incarnation of Zhuge Kongming interrupted him.

"The lights are out, the people are dead, but there is one thing I don't understand. What will happen to the big man after I die?"

"This..." Zhuge Gong hesitated to speak.

Yan Huan finally understood that even a divinity based on faith would still fall into a huge obsession.

It is said that Zhuge Wuhou devoted his life to the cause and never stopped until his death. Seeing this, it seems that his reputation is well-deserved.

In order to accomplish his great cause and save the common people from danger, the great sorcerer, who was once famous, did not hesitate to go against the will of heaven. This deep obsession was actually buried in the divinity created by his faith.

Yan Huan sighed. He thought that the wish of the head of the Zhuge family would probably not be fulfilled today.

Taking out his cell phone, Yan Huan read out the historical developments after Zhuge Kongming's death.

"The Northern Expedition was temporarily suspended. Jiang Wan and Fei Yi assisted the later emperor Liu Chan. After twenty years of development, the country gradually became stronger..."

"Jiang Wei took over the prime minister's mission and launched nine unsuccessful expeditions to the Central Plains..."

"The last emperor, Liu Chan, favored eunuchs, and the prime minister's legacy could no longer be carried out. The people complained and grieved, disasters arose everywhere, the political system declined, and was later destroyed by the Cao Wei regime..."

···
With just a few words, the great cause that the Prime Minister of Han had been worrying about all his life was revealed.

Yan Huan read the few strokes of heavy ink slowly, and it could be said that he was very calm. The incarnation of the god Kong Ming frowned and stepped on the center palace. In an instant, the pattern of heaven and earth seemed to change.

Qimen Bureau···
A strange situation with a very large scope.

Everyone present took a step back, and saw Zhuge Kongming flying with the wind, passing through the eaves, and floating high in the sky. Looking down, first there was the Bell Pond, then the Zhuge Bagua Village, and then the beautiful Lanxi River in autumn...
A grand fireworks display.

call!
That strong feeling of faith faded away, Yan Huan caught Yan Fei who had collapsed to the ground and sighed helplessly.

Zhuge Qing arrived late and looked at the illusory figure gradually dissipating in the air. The jade on his chest flashed several times.

(End of this chapter)