Holographic Game: I became the dawn of the interstellar world with the help of assistance

The Xingxiu Empire is different from the dynasties of ancient Earth. They believe in the night and the stars, and sacrifices are often performed at night.

Accompanied by the sound of drums, the emperor's clear and long voice reciting the sacrificial text spread to every corner of the Star Tower.

The warm wind has arrived and the cicadas are chirping in the summer nights.

At this moment, tens of thousands of people on and off the stage held their breath, and netizens in the live broadcast room also stopped sending barrages, shocked by the solemn atmosphere on the scene.

After the emperor finished reciting the sacrificial text, he rolled up the silk paper in his hand and placed it into the bronze tripod to burn it as soon as it was burnt. A wisp of thick blue-white smoke floated into the sky.

Led by the Star Emperor, the six city lords took their seats one by one. The drumbeats became louder, heralding the ceremony was entering its climax.

Dusk chases dawn, and behind the sunset is a sky full of stars.

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly stopped, and the scene fell into darkness.

The Lord of Kaiyang City, who was sitting on the side, quietly nudged the Lord of Yaoguang City next to him and whispered, "Ahem, Xiaoqi... have you seen the new national teacher?"

Yaoguang, who was sitting upright, glanced at Kaiyang who was ready to make a move and ignored him.

Kaiyang was ignored but still in high spirits, chattering to himself: "It is said that this is the destiny summoned by old man Jue, he is still young... and looks very good, I don't know what abilities he has. My brother actually trusted this young imperial teacher to preside over this matter. In my opinion, there must be something..."

Before he could finish his words, Yaoguang hit him with a stick and forced him to shut up.

But Kaiyang's words reached the ears of all the city lords, and they all had different thoughts at the same time.

This old six...

Star Emperor Xuan Qi pinched his brows in pain.

By tomorrow at the latest, the story of his love-hate relationship with the Imperial Master will be revealed to the entire Kaiyang City...

Xu Shi.

The stars in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the world completely lost its light.

Suddenly, a sound that was both heavy and crisp resounded through the sky.

In the distant sky, wisps of auroras appeared, green and purple, like fluttering skirts or swaying fox tails.

All I saw was the star platform illuminated by the dark green aurora.

The back of a man in a bamboo-green straight-hem gown strikes the ancient bronze bells of different sizes that are hung in order on the wooden bell rack.

chimes!

The clear, ethereal and melodious long sound, a masterpiece that will last forever, echoes in the flowing aurora.

It's clearly the ears that are listening, but the sounds are beating on the heart.

"The people of Chu mourn for Qu Yuan, and their grief has not faded for thousands of years..."

The aurora sprinkled on the figure, emitting magnificent light. The long white braid hung down, fluttering in the summer breeze, and the slender waist bound by the waistband could be vaguely seen.

A cold tone accompanied the distant sound of a bell. A figure suddenly turned around, and the green-faced and fang-toothed Nuo mask on his face flashed a cold light.

Everyone was shocked.

The clear sound of the bamboo flute joins the altar, adding a sense of desolation.

[I am in a secluded bamboo forest and I cannot see the sky. The road is dangerous and I am alone.]

"I am in the deep bamboo forest without sunlight, the road is dangerous and hard to travel, and I am late alone."

The worshiper was seen raising his hands slightly, standing on tiptoes, and making a head-turning motion.

The green robe is as white as bamboo and cypress, and the wide cuffs are embroidered with the mysterious five poisonous patterns.

The long white braids fluttered in the wind. Through the ferocious Nuo mask, a pair of silver eyes were like a river of rippling water under the moon, clear and deep.

Pipa, guqin...

With one sound, all animals are silent, and the four silent stars are about to disappear!

Under the Star Stage, many people's faces turned red, fearing that their voices would disturb the people on the stage.

Kaiyang, who had teased the young imperial teacher earlier, now had his eyes dazed and his mouth slightly open.

Suddenly, her wide sleeves swung open and danced, as if countless petals were floating down from the sky, swaying in the air, one petal at a time, carrying wisps of mugwort fragrance.

[Standing alone on the mountain, with clouds floating below...]

"I stand alone on the top of a high mountain, with clouds and mist floating under my feet."

He was dressed in a dark blue sacrificial robe, and the agate and turquoise necklace around his neck swayed slightly, making a crisp jade sound.

She was wearing a scary Nuo mask, with jade ribbons hanging at the ends of her hair, and she was dancing to the rhythm.

His dance was like a dream, and a tremor spread from the fingertips of his left hand to his shoulders, and from his shoulders to the fingertips of his right hand.

The ribbon at the end of her hair also trembled, and every movement was natural and smooth, like a green lotus emerging from the water.

[The sky is dark and the day is gloomy, the east wind blows and the gods rain...]

The day was dark as night, and the east wind blew and the gods sent down raindrops.

At this time, the ancient bells and drums for stepping on the rhythm have been set up, and the dancers dance calmly, with relaxed movements and broad moods.

The hands, eyes and body movements all responded to the drum beats. The slender robe fluttered in the wind, the long sleeves crisscrossed left and right, and the twists and turns of the body, hands and feet merged.

The absence of the gods has become a foregone conclusion, and a mournful and wailing sound of changing notes appears in the song.

[The thunder was loud and the rain was dark, the monkeys were chirping ferociously in the night.]

The wind rustles and the trees rustle, I miss you and feel sad...】

Thunder rumbled, rain fell heavily, and the chirping of monkeys pierced the dark night.

The sound of thunder, monkey cries, wind and rain are interwoven together, and a very desolate mountain forest night scene seems to appear before the players' eyes...

The harmonious sound of the bamboo flute and the guqin exaggerates the night sounds of thunder and howling monkeys, and the deeper and quieter the forest where the mountain ghosts live is.

The wind blows and the fallen leaves rustle down, missing you makes me worried!

In this endless silence of wind and rain.

Chao Suihe suddenly raised his hind legs to the maximum, leaned his upper body downward, and naturally raised his head with the Nuo mask on, looking forward.

The worshipper twisted his waist slightly, looked up at the side of the mountain, and suddenly burst out a sad cry: "Thinking of you, my sorrow is in vain!"

With so much sorrow and sadness, he left sadly in the wind and rain, disappearing in the thunder and the cries of monkeys...

Since ancient times, the more sorrow and sadness one expresses in sacrifice, the more likely one is to receive mercy from the gods.

But the song is over and the people have dispersed and there is no god...

The dance posture changed from sadness to joy, and every move and exploration showed lightness.

The white fingers picked up the orchid, and the joyful figure seemed to be holding the flower branch, spinning straight, riding the calamus, and walking along the winding mountain...

"It is me and not me, it is the god and Nuo, I pay homage to all living beings, and bless them with my care..."

He placed his fingers on the Nuo mask with both hands, and his upper body suddenly leaned to the left, while his waist twisted to the right.

The green-faced, fang-toothed Nuo mask was slowly peeled off from the lower left, revealing the ostentatious Big Dipper totem on the worshiper's forehead and the soul-stirring red tails of his eyes.

The crimson Big Dipper mark between the eyebrows makes the whole face look noble, cold and arrogant.

However, the next moment, the players who saw the full face of the priest on the stage were shocked, with looks of disbelief on their faces.

“W-What the hell?!”

"Isn't this horse Suihe?"

"Boss, you?? Am I dreaming? Boss, have you become the Imperial Master of the seven cities of the Xingxiu Empire?"

The eyes, the figure, the iconic white hair, even if he turned into gray, players can still recognize him! Who else could this be but their chief nanny?

The moment Suihe took off the Nuo mask, the puppeteer sat there in a daze, his heart skipped a beat and he felt his body being electrocuted several times.