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At the hour of You, the Goddess Festival officially begins.

"Boom-thump-thump-"

The bells rang in Baihua City.

Under the towering altar, the people of Baihua City were already waiting.

They spontaneously walked out of houses and shops and came to the streets.

For a moment, the streets were bustling with people.

Some people who couldn’t get a seat just looked out through the wooden windows at home.

If someone stands next to the window facing the street, they can see the desk in the room through the wooden window.

Every household placed their own offerings on the table.

Various chickens, ducks, fish, meats, fruits and flowers.

The object of worship is a small statue of a woman whose face cannot be seen clearly, surrounded by flowers and with a magical aura.

In Baihua City, worshiping the Goddess of Flowers has become as common as drinking water and eating.

Although the streets were crowded with people, they were all very quiet, fearing that they would disturb the Goddess's ceremony.

The view from the top floor of Fanhua Building where Li Ye is located is a little clearer.

It was approaching dusk, the sky was a little dark, and dark clouds were gathering.

There was awe and anticipation on people's faces, awe for the goddess and anticipation for the coming spiritual rain.

The Goddess Festival, held every five years, always makes the rice and flowers in the fields grow better, resulting in a larger harvest and more income.

There was a solemn and dignified atmosphere in the air.

People all looked devoutly at the altar in the distance, which was wrapped in unknown plants and meandered upwards.

The flowers bloomed on it, making this huge plant with a wild atmosphere seem a bit approachable, and it didn't look so scary anymore.

Suddenly, a melodious sound of guzheng was heard.

It seemed like a voice coming from ancient times.

The sound of the guzheng was gradually joined by the sound of the chimes.

The vast and strange music began to echo throughout the Baihua City.

The music began.

A group of people in black robes appeared on the altar. They wore Nuo masks, held rattles in their hands, had bells tied to their feet, and emerged from the shadows barefoot.

They started dancing.

The dance is strange and sacred.

"If there is someone at the edge of the sky——" (*)

An ethereal female voice sounded.

A man wearing a more complicated and luxurious black sacrificial robe appeared, also wearing a Nuo mask and bells on his feet.

It can be seen that her Nuo mask is more complicated, and the evil ghost on it looks more hideous and terrifying.

"Being brought by Baihuaxi and Nuluo——"

The black-robed priests began to join in, humming and singing with the woman.

"By Shi Lanxi——with Du Heng——"

The black-robed priestess and priests sang and danced with great vigor and movement.

When she tapped her toes on the altar, it actually made a sound.

"Boom boom boom——"

It joins the music like a drumbeat.

"Zhe Fang Xin Xi - Presenting Agricultural Techniques -"

The people watching below the altar all closed their eyes and bowed their heads in prayer.

"Alas - a gift of agricultural techniques -"

Xie Yunhe and Sang Qing looked out from the crack of the dark room door and heard this sentence.

The voice is so ethereal that it gives people goosebumps.

The sacrificial lyrics sing about the history of the Goddess of Flowers.

One day, the Goddess of Flowers suddenly appeared in the sky, bringing hope of life to the suffering people.

People learned to sow seeds.

People learned to plant.

People got grain.

People had a good harvest.

The sound of drums in the music suddenly became more obvious!

"Rumble--"

This is the real drum sound.

It actually sounded like thunder.

"Dark and dark——the day is dark——"

The priestess sang loudly, and three lit incense sticks appeared in her hand.

She stopped the ritual dance, straightened her clothes, and smoothed out the wrinkles from dancing.

No longer barefoot, but wearing shoes.

The whole person became meticulous.

The faint smell of burning incense lingered in the air.

Xie Yunhe could feel that the outside world seemed to be getting darker.

It was like a dark cloud flew over and enveloped the entire Baihua City.

It seemed as if he saw Xie Yunhe's doubts.

Sang Qing said, "This is a unique phenomenon during the Goddess Festival. Every year at this time, at this hour, a strange phenomenon will appear in the sky above Baihua City. There is no need to panic."

Xie Yunhe nodded and continued to concentrate on the situation outside.

"The east wind blows——the divine rain——"

The priestess held up three incense sticks, as if praying, or as if leading the way.

Came to the incense table in front of the altar.

Three incense sticks are held high above the head, and the priestess bends down and worships the gods.

The movements are smooth and flowing, with a divine beauty.

Facing the altar, the people below the altar also spontaneously began to bend down and worship.

This is a sacrificial ceremony.

"Thunder roars—rain falls—"

The drums grew louder, deafening.

The priestess bowed again.

The people also bowed again.

"The lark chirps—the bird sings at night—"

The priestess bowed for the third time.

The people also bowed for the third time.

It's getting darker.

A gust of wind blew.

It actually started to rain lightly.

The priestess inserted three incense sticks into the incense stand.

"Goddess of Flowers, we offer our respects. May you bless our Hundred Flowers City with abundant harvests and favorable weather."

The priestess began to recite the words of sacrifice.

The people below the altar also recited in unison.

"Goddess of Flowers, we offer our respects. May you bless our Hundred Flowers City with abundant harvests and favorable weather."

The priestess continued to chant.

"Please accept my offering, bless this land, and grant the people abundance."

The people followed along, and the sound echoed throughout the entire Baihua City, which was particularly shocking.

"Please accept my offering, bless this land, and grant the people abundance."

The people bowed their heads in worship.

The priestess walked up to the altar step by step, full of divinity.

At the highest point, she suddenly disappeared.

After Hua Qinglian finished reading the sacrificial words, she stepped on the mechanism on the altar and fell down onto the bed in the dark room.

She took off her Nuo mask, revealing a somewhat tired face.

Xie Yunhe and Sang Qing stared in amazement at the person falling from the sky.

You didn't say you fell from the ceiling?

"Xie Junior Brother, come on!"

Hua Qinglian stabilized the spiritual energy in her body and pointed upwards towards Xie Yunhe.

The priestess who was full of divinity just now disappeared, and now it was Hua Qinglian in the dark room.

Sang Qing grabbed Xie Yunhe's belt and threw him upwards before he could react!

"Go away!"

Xie Yunhe: ???

Xie Yunhe's figure disappeared into the darkroom in a flash, and the skylight in the darkroom closed again.

"Sang Qing, help me protect the Dharma, the transformation period has arrived!"

Hua Qinglian's voice became a little painful.

Sang Qing nodded: "Okay."

Then she saw a huge lotus phantom appear on Hua Qinglian in front of her.

The lotus is spinning rhythmically.

Gradually, the rhythm of the lotus's rotation began to synchronize with the breathing rhythm of the meditating Hua Qinglian.

It is as if the lotus is the blue lotus, and the blue lotus is the lotus.

The sound of heartbeats, "thump," "thump," "thump," could be heard from the dark room.

Sang Qing looked at Hua Qinglian, who was standing aside with a sword in her arms.

Do a good job in protecting the law.