Lin'an Never Night

Chapter 488: Invite the Gods and Send Them Away
Sleeping bags had not been invented in that era, so people who did not bring a tent and missed their place to stay had to sleep in the wild.

Fortunately, Yang Yuan and the others brought blankets, which they half wore and half covered themselves with, which was enough to withstand the coolness of the night.

At midnight, Yingge woke up.

Yingge wanted to urinate, and before waking up Ah Man, she first glanced at Yang Yuan's position.

Yang Yuan was sleeping under the tree opposite her, but there was only a blanket left there.

Yingge bit her lip, tiptoed over, and touched the blanket. It was cold.

In other words, Yang Yuan has been gone for a long time.

"This guy……"

Yingge had a strange feeling at night, perhaps it was an intuition, and now it seems to be true.

That vixen!
After a moment of silence, Yingge sighed again, "Never mind, there is no cat that doesn't steal fish. At least he waited until I fell asleep before stealing. Otherwise, he went there openly, what can I do?"
After preparing herself mentally, Yingge woke up Ah Man and accompanied her to the bathroom.

……

It was warm as spring in the felt tent.

There is no lamp.

Although Yang Yuan did not have a script for Night Light, he did not have a script in the first place, so he had to improvise and could only dictate.

"Have you heard of the White Lotus Society?"

"No."

"What about the Ming Cult?"

"nor."

"It's okay. I'll tell you briefly about their deeds."

Teacher Yang was not angry at all. After all, he was such a considerate student who had just given him a gift to become his apprentice.

So Teacher Yang is very patient.

His fingertips felt the delicate silk-like touch, and he slowly talked about the Taiping Dao, the Five Pecks of Rice Sect, the White Lotus Society, the Ming Cult...

After telling their stories, Teacher Yang asked patiently, "Have you noticed that they all have one thing in common?"

Zhuzhu was a very smart student. She thought about it and asked uncertainly, "If I believe in it, will I have a chance to realize the future I long for?"

"Snapped!"

Yang Yuan excitedly placed a small red flower on the snow, with five petals of different lengths.

"You've found the point, blind man."

"what?"

"Haha, you grasped the most crucial point. You are absolutely right. Think about it again. Is it possible that the shaman you are with would give people such expectations?"

"This……"

Wu Dayou suddenly understood something. Their shamanism only consisted of ceremonies such as praying to and thanking the gods during spring ploughing and autumn harvest.

Or if someone is sick, they will exorcise the evil spirits and prescribe some folk remedies.

There is indeed no clear purpose that can always touch people's hearts.

Yang Yuan added: "After confirming this, you still need a series of rituals and detailed doctrines. With doctrines, people can act according to your rules.

Only with rituals can you continuously strengthen the sacredness of your shaman in their hearts. Speaking of rituals, there must be something that allows believers to participate in them.

You guys are dancing very hard there, but everyone is just watching for fun, without any sense of participation. How can you continue to strengthen their faith in you?"

Wudayou's eyes became brighter and brighter, like the shining stars in the night sky.

She was actually very smart, she just didn't have this insight before.

But this layer of window paper has now been broken by Yang Yuan.

"You also need to establish a corresponding organization, just like a country, from top to bottom, everyone has their own responsibilities and levels. You need to have activities that match the ceremony and organize everyone to participate from time to time."

Yang Yuan asked, "You can dance for the gods, right?"

Wu Da was a little shy: "Well! If the little prince wants to see it, I can dance for you..."

Ok?
Judging from the tone of her voice, she wants to dance for me now?
Yang Yuan's heart was moved at first, but then he immediately dismissed the idea.

Bah! You are not wearing any clothes, how can I know what god you are praying to?

Yang Yuan coughed and said, "In short, this is a very complicated system. If you have nothing to learn from and create it from scratch, it will probably take several generations to continuously improve it."

Speaking of this, Yang Yuan thought of someone, a devout female knight.

Yang Yuan said: "However, fortunately, I know someone who has the ability to help you. I will ask someone to find her as soon as possible. With her helping you formulate all this, you will soon have a very mature system..., well, rules."

"Young Prince, you are so kind!" Wu Dayou kissed him happily on the face.

She now completely believed what Yang Yuan said.

Because Yang Yuan was really trying to help her, no matter how careful she was, she couldn't find any loopholes or traps.

Isn't he helping her selflessly? Yang Yuan is selflessly inspiring her, enlightening her, and helping her.

If the Donkey Hoof King fails to live up to his expectations and is ungrateful for his support, as long as Wuda succeeds, it will also play a huge role.

Moreover, once Shamanism, which already has a broad mass base, is transformed, the speed at which it spreads will be extremely alarming!
Tang Sai'er was just a common woman, but she could quickly cause such a big storm. What's more, there was Wudayou, a person who still had great power in the tribe even in such an unfavorable environment.

Can't she become the Jurchen Tang Sai'er?

Wudayou not only believed in his sincerity, but also believed that even without her help, the young prince would be able to successfully win the position of alliance leader for his father Wanyan Luti.

She really had nothing to give back to the little prince, so she could only repay him with gratitude.

There is some joy in this gushing spring.

From then on, Yang Yuan and the Pearl King Sheyema advanced and retreated together.

Yang Yuan had few people and was a junior, so he only made external contacts in the name of King Zhenzhu along the way, and Yang Yuan and his group were completely "hidden".

At night, Yang Yuan often went out for a midnight snack and ate some "sachima".

The honey poured on the sachima made his tongue enjoy the silky smoothness.

Of course, in return, Wudayou can also taste fresh goat milk on his tongue.

……

"The sun sets in the west, and the sky becomes dark. Every house has locked its doors, and vehicles are blocked on the main roads. The small roads are blocked, and pedestrians can hardly walk. Magpies and old swans fly to the big trees."

Zheng Xiaobu was humming "Inviting the Gods" and was in a good mood.

Ahead is the territory of the Kuyala tribe, and the tribal leader here is named Lang.

The tribe has a high degree of sinicization and is mainly engaged in agriculture.

Because of their stable living conditions, their houses are all large, fixed ones.

Zheng Xiaobu will be staying at their place tonight. Finally, he doesn't have to sleep under the sun and can eat more heartily. Naturally, he is in a good mood.

"The house sparrow has run to the eaves. Nine out of ten houses have locked their doors. Only one house has left its door unlocked. I am waving whips and beating drums to invite the gods to come. Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

Zheng Xiaobu was singing with great concentration when suddenly a dozen horsemen came galloping towards him.
When they got closer, the knights hurriedly reined in their horses. The one in front glanced at the approaching team, clasped his fists and asked, "Are you the people coming from King Zhenzhu's army?"

Zheng Xiaobu looked at them and raised his thumb: "Yes, my king is right behind us. Who are you?"

The visitor said with a smile on his face, "Kuyala tribe leader Jingchou, under the order of my family's Bojin, has come to welcome King Zhenzhu."

"Yo ho!"

Zheng Xiaobu became happy: "You Lang family are great, you are very capable, how did you know we were passing by here?"

Lang Jingchou smiled and said, "There is a merchant from my clan who saw the group of King Zhenzhu on the road and reported it to Bojin when he came back. Bojin did not dare to neglect it, so he sent me to meet them."

Zheng Xiaobu said happily: "We are just about to go to your tribe to stay overnight. Your Boqin is a man of good judgment. Come on, I will take you to see our king."

The Pearl King Sheye Ma Zheng and Yang Yuan rode side by side.

As the two of them walked along, they kept discussing world affairs.

This is actually a kind of mutual test between the two sides.

Yang Yuan not only had the insights of future generations, but just in this era alone, how many places had he traveled to?

Although Sheyema is more than twice his age, when compared with the whole world, his knowledge and experience are no match for him.

Later, Wuda Youzhuzhu traveled with Wugu Lunyingge and A'man.

Zhuzhu wanted to get close to the young prince's woman, but she knew that she and the young prince were just a fleeting relationship.

After all, the little prince watched her drink the goat milk with his own eyes. Wasn't he afraid that something might happen?

Although she now has many ideas for improving shamanism, she will probably still need guidance and help from others in the future. Therefore, it is necessary to maintain a good relationship with the women around the young prince.

However, Yingge was not very appreciative of her intentional approach.

Because they were jealous, Yingge and A'man would stab her a few times if they had the chance.

Given Zhuzhu's age and experience, she naturally wouldn't bother with these two little girls and always just laughed it off.

In this way, Sister Zhuzhu seemed quite graceful, and Sister Yingge was blamed, and the relationship between the two sides eased.

Once they acknowledged this reality, and with Zhuzhu's deliberate attempt to get closer to them, the relationship between the two sides quickly improved.

Zheng Xiaobu led Lang Jingchou to the presence of King Zhenzhu. Lang Jingchou said respectfully, "My family, Bojin, is preparing a grand banquet to entertain you, the most distinguished guest, and therefore has no time to spare. That is why I am here to greet you. I hope you will forgive me for my impoliteness, King Zhenzhu."

After hearing this, Sheyema looked at Yang Yuan reservedly and smiled faintly.

He had only heard of Lang Bojin of Kuyala tribe, but had never dealt with him. But when his great king Zhenzhu passed by here, Kuyala tribe would send people to greet him and entertain him warmly.

What is this called?
This is the name of a man, the shadow of a tree, and this is the prestige of Wanyan Sheyema.

Wanyan Hongkang, that little bastard, talked with him about world affairs all the way, often leaving him speechless and forcing him to laugh it off and change the subject to avoid embarrassment.

Now let me show you, kid. No matter how eloquent you are, you can never compare to the moral integrity and prestige of an old man like me.

Sheyema said proudly to Lang Jingchou: "You Bojin are so thoughtful. Lead the way."

"Yes Yes!"

Lang Jingchou rode away, and Zheng Xiaobu immediately followed him on his horse.

Lang Jingchou and Zheng Xiaobu rode side by side. Lang Jingchou was a talkative man and soon became friends with Zheng Xiaobu.

"Brother Zheng, this way."

Lang Jingchou pointed to a path in the countryside and said, "Go closer from this side."

Zheng Xiaobu looked at the narrow path and saw that it was only wide enough for two horses to pass side by side.

There were weeds on both sides, and the wild vines were more than a person tall, spreading into the wilderness on both sides.

Under the bushes, a small stream can be vaguely seen flowing.

It would be no problem for them to pass by on horseback, but it would be difficult for Wuda to pass by in the carriage carrying the tent.

Zheng Xiaobu smiled evilly and said, "Okay, let's take the small road."

Zheng Xiaobu is a close confidant of the Pearl King Sheyema. After Wudayou's husband passed away, Zheng Xiaobu wanted to become the man of the great shaman Zhuzhu.

This is not only because Wudayou is a famous beauty in their tribe, but also because this powerful combination can improve his status in the tribe.

However, Wu Dayou was always rude to him and became impatient with his pestering. During a prayer, he even used the words of the immortal to say that he was the reincarnation of a donkey that Zhuzhu's family had raised.

Zheng Xiaobu knew that she was taking revenge on him, but he didn't dare to question the "oracle". He was so angry that he was about to die.

Because of this incident, he was often laughed at by people in the tribe.

You just dislike me, Zheng Xiaobu, because I am shorter than you and ugly. I like gambling, so I have no money. I like drinking, so I like to beat women.

Bah! I can weave a basket out of a thick willow winnowing basket and a thin willow bucket. You, a widow, still look down on me.

Why do you act like a cat when you see that little bastard Wanyan Hongkang?
Zheng Xiaobu would be happy to have the chance to embarrass her.

Zheng Xiaobu was considered Sheyema's vanguard. He followed Lang Jingchou along the path without any objection, and the people behind him naturally followed.

The big cart at the back was in trouble. It turned onto the small road, but after less than twenty steps, it was caught by the bushes on both sides and could not move forward or backward.

"Wudayou, our car can't pass!" the people behind shouted.

Zhuzhu, who was talking to Yingge, looked back and couldn't help but frowned.

She circled the horse and went back to take a closer look. It was true that the car could not pass through. The further she went, the more difficult it would be for the car to pass.

Wu Dayou said: "There should be a road leading to the Kuyala tribe, right?

This carriage is the school where she learns from the young prince. She also wants to learn from the young prince humbly how to improve shamanism.

If the school is gone, will we have to study undercover in the future?
Even though she is quite aggressive, it's still embarrassing.

As for the arrangement of the troops, King Zhenzhu's troops and Lang Jingchou and others who came to greet them are now in the front.

Wuda's men were carrying the big cart in the middle.

Wanyan Hongkang and Shangguan Luo led their men at the back.

If the car gets stuck here, the people behind it won't be able to move forward.

One of Wudayou's followers said, "I don't know either. There should be someone there. Their people are ahead. I'll go and ask someone."

He rode past Wudayou and chased forward.

Yingge and A'man each rode a horse, stopped by the roadside and made way for him.

In the dense bushes, dozens of warriors hid quietly under the lush branches and leaves.

A warrior whispered, "What's going on? Why aren't the people behind them moving? Did they discover something?"

Another warrior said decisively: "No more waiting, let's take action!"

Following his low shout, the warriors immediately took out their bows and arrows, lit the tinder on the arrows, and shot forward.

Wudayou's follower rode his horse forward and shouted, "Tell the people of Kuyala tribe to wait a moment, our cart can't get in..."

Before he could finish his words, a few sparks of fire came from afar and landed nearby.

The wild grass, vines and shrubs here that are taller than a person are already more than half dead and are extremely easy to burn.

Only a moment after the rockets fell, balls of fire appeared from all directions.

"Oh no! There's an ambush! There's an ambush..."

The knight reacted quickly. He reined in his horse, turned around on the spot, and ran away.

As soon as the rocket was fired here, many rockets were also fired from the weeds and bushes on the other side of the path.

It turned out that there were ambushes on both sides.

As the rockets crossed each other, the fire suddenly broke out.

This kind of fire will not necessarily burn you to death. The thick smoke and extremely high temperature can cause fatal injuries before the fire reaches your body.

Moreover, when the fire started, the horse was frightened first, and suddenly there was chaos on the country road with people shouting and horses neighing.

Lang Jingchou didn't seem to expect someone to make a move in advance. He turned around and looked at the shouts and neighs of horses. He was stunned at first, and then he shouted, "Go!"

He immediately pulled up the reins and galloped forward.

Zheng Xiaobu looked back and saw flames all around. He immediately realized that he had been ambushed. He flew into a rage and shouted, "Thief, you are courting death!"

He drew his sword, and Tima gave chase.

After chasing for only a hundred steps, a thick rope suddenly sprang up on the road, tripping the horse's legs, and with a startled neigh, it fell to the ground.

The moment his horse fell to the ground, Zheng Xiaobu threw himself forward with all his might and rolled several times, finally avoiding having his legs crushed by the horse.

However, the horse rushed too fast and broke its leg, and lay on the ground whimpering miserably.

Zheng Xiaobu held the knife, his eyes were red, and he screamed in anger.

When the rockets came, Yang Yuan realized something was wrong. He saw that everything was in chaos. No matter whether he went forward or backward, it would be difficult to get out in this chaos. Yang Yuan pulled his outer robe forward to cover his horse's eyes and shouted, "Get off the road."

Just now he saw the occasional gurgling water on the side of the road, and now he rode his horse and rushed through the bushes.

Sure enough, from the road it looked all dense bushes, but once you got into the stream, you could just barely get through it by following the stream through the branches of trees on both sides that were intertwined and densely packed together.

Sheyema was stunned by the sudden attack. When he saw Yang Yuan's actions, he followed him without thinking.

The people and horses on the road followed suit, avoiding the fire and evacuating in a panic along the river towards the road they came from.

The branches above the stream are still green and will not catch fire for a while.

Everyone walked hurriedly, but before they had walked for a while, an ambusher emerged from the woods with a knife.

The two sides immediately engaged in a fierce battle.

Because Zhuzhu's cart was blocking the road, Wanyan Hongkang's troops behind had not yet entered the path.

At this time, when the fire broke out, Wuda Youzhuzhu's troops also hurriedly retreated to the main road.

They looked into the distance, seeing the flames, thick smoke, and shouting, and could not see the specific situation at all.

Yingge was very anxious. It was inconvenient to ride a horse at this time, so she jumped off the horse, picked up the knife and rushed forward.

When Ah Man saw him, he immediately followed without saying a word.

Wanyan Hongkang shouted, "It's such a mess. What can you do if you rush in? Why don't you wait outside? Hey! Mr. Shangguan?"

He didn't expect that while he was persuading Yingge and A'man, Shangguan Luo jumped off his horse and rushed towards the fire.

Hey! Wanyan Hongkang felt sour in his heart.

As my military advisor, I am very happy that you are so loyal.

But the one you are risking your life to save now is not this little prince!

Shangguan Luo was really anxious. The young prince was his soulmate and the lord he believed had the best chance of achieving hegemony!

If anything happens to the young prince, won't his life be ruined?

Without thinking, he rushed in.

Wuda Youzhuzhu saw Yingge and A'man rushing in, but she was not moved at all. However, when she saw the young prince's adviser rushing in as well, she was stunned.

Even other people's counselors are so dedicated?
Thinking of the advice the young prince had given her, thinking of the future the young prince had promised her once he took control of the world, thinking of the nights they had spent together during these days...

It is often said that a husband and wife are bound by a hundred days of grace after being together for a day, and the love between them is more than just one day.

Wuda Youzhuzhu gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and followed in.

"Hey hey hey you guys... what the f*ck..."

Wanyan Hongkang couldn't hold it anymore. What the hell is this? It seems that someone is afraid of death. I think it won't help if I go in. It's better to wait for him to escape by himself. What a bunch of idiots!

Wanyan Hongkang followed him, cursing.

Li You saw that he didn't want to be out of the group, so he followed...

PS: I am still on a business trip, and my schedule is full every day. I stay up late at night in the hotel to write. I can only try my best to update every day, but I can't guarantee how much.

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