6kv Chapter 264 The Legend Of Nine Songs
Chapter 264 The Legend Of Nine Songs
Chapter 264 The Legend of Nine Songs
"Hello, old man."
"I have traveled all over the world and passed through this place, and I am very interested in the legend of the mountain ghost. Can you explain it to me?"
Ye Changqing cupped hands, standing in front of him was an octogenarian, with dim eyes and wrinkled face, and a few teeth could be seen when he opened his mouth.
"Young man, you don't even know about mountain ghosts?"
The old man looked very surprised, even a little sullen, "Nowadays, children with yellow mouths all read "Yuanyou" but not "Nine Songs". They want to travel around and become a famous poet or knight-errant. Everything about my ancestors is forgotten.”
After finishing speaking, the old man picked up the crutch in hand, and knocked Ye Changqing's head gently.
Strange to say, his Immortal Sovereign's body was no different from that of a mortal. When the crutches were struck on his forehead, a big bulge swelled up, red and swollen, and the pain was unbearable.
"What the hell is this "Nine Songs"?"
Ye Changqing muttered in a low voice, but unexpectedly the old man heard him again, and knocked again with a cane, adding another bulge to his forehead.
"'Nine Songs' is the national anthem of our state of Chu. There are nine chapters in total, and each chapter is related to the gods. It is rumored that after being mastered by mortals, you can gain Transcendent power. Isn't this more fragrant than you reading "Yuanyou"?"
The old man said angrily, but gave very crucial information.
"Wouldn't it be that everyone can read it, and everyone has the power of Transcendent?"
"Old man, what Transcendent ability do you have, show it to me."
Ye Changqing said with a smile.
"Perform a fart."
"Here at the source of our Xiangshui River, there is only "Mountain Ghost" that is circulated. Everyone can read only four sentences."
"If someone likes the mountain, he will be taken by Xue Lixi.
It's both gazing and laughing, and Zi Muyu is good at slimming.
Take the red leopard and follow the raccoon, and the magnolia car and tie the osmanthus flag.
Du Heng was taken by Shi Lanxi, and Fang Xinxi lost his thoughts. "
The old man hummed softly, every word was read very clearly, and his voice was clear and melodious. In the process of humming, his whole temperament changed, like a seeker bathed in the holy light.
Ye Changqing felt, a mysterious Dao Rhyme, graceful and secluded, rising like green smoke. If it was real or illusory, it seemed that a goddess could be seen slowly showing her form in the green smoke.
In the void, there was a faint sound of singing, and even the source of the Xiangjiang River and the secluded mountains emitted an extremely dim light.
Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a layer of light veil, like a woman's veil, only a thin layer is missing, and you can see a peerless face.
But the old man's voice stopped abruptly, and the last word stopped on the word "Si", and there was no way to connect it any more.
The goddess who was about to emerge from the green smoke also disappeared, leaving endless regrets.
"well……"
Ye Changqing sighed subconsciously, feeling empty in her heart, as if she had lost something very important, like a man who is infatuated with courtship and suddenly loses the woman in his heart.
"well……"
Others also sighed, feeling very sorry, and some even had red eyes and shed tears.
"Amazing."
"Based on my Immortal Sovereign early stage state of mind, it was also affected."
"Here, what exactly is it?"
Ye Changqing was amazed, and the loss in his heart could not be dissipated for a long time.
"The key seems to have been affected by something, and there have been some mutations."
The key transformed by the Time-Space Emperor's Seal was slightly hot. I don't know if it was an illusion. Ye Changqing saw that the key seemed to be covered with a layer of green smoke, just like the vision that appeared when the old man sang just now.
"juvenile."
"If you can collect the rest of the chapters, maybe you can get what you want."
The old man reached out and touched Ye Changqing's forehead, the two big bags felt cool, and the swelling quickly disappeared.
"You outsiders, don't know what to look for in our world."
"But everyone who collects all the chapters for us will be rewarded by the mountain ghost."
"I remember, it's something called a fruit core."
"The person who found the first line of the poem, 'If there is someone like the mountain, I will be taken by Xuelixi', got a dozen of them. These fruit stones seem to be quite important to you."
The old man's cloudy eyeballs revealed a light of wisdom, as if he could see through everything, which surprised Ye Changqing very much.
"How did the old man know that I am an outsider."
Ye Changqing said.
"You don't have the smell of Xiangshui on your body."
The old man laughed. He didn't know if he was serious or joking, but that's what he said anyway.
"Ahem..."
"Old man, do you know what these fruit stones are, and what are they useful for us?"
Ye Changqing touched his nose and said.
"Well... I heard that it seems that certain restrictions can be broken, or that you can get in touch with higher-level things. These words are all said by those outsiders who came back here. In the fog, Fantasy is blurred, maybe When you get one, you will know."
The old man said with a smile.
"That's it."
Ye Changqing nodded slowly, expressing his gratitude, "I still have a lot to learn about some legends about Mr. Mountain Ghost. I don't know if it is convenient for the old man to teach the boy again."
The old man nodded, "I have said these words to countless outsiders, I don't know how many times, but there are always newcomers who keep asking me. I don't mind the old man, I repeat it over and over again, and I am happy."
"When the sacrifice is over, you can come to our house, chop some firewood, and pick up ten buckets of water, and I can tell you."
"good."
"Thank you very much."
After speaking, Ye Changqing stopped talking, and only watched curiously how these Chu people performed the sacrifice.
Singing and dancing, worshiping and pouring wine, the content of the sacrifice is generally to pray to the legendary mountain ghosts and gods, hoping to get rich, get promoted, and have a good harvest to eliminate disasters.
The sacrificial ceremony lasted for three full hours. During the period, the "Nine Songs Mountain Ghost" chanted by everyone lingered in the first four sentences over and over again, and Ye Changqing was also immersed in it, like a sleeping person, falling into dreams repeatedly, and the poems were one after another. When he stopped, he woke up again.
He saw countless times that there seemed to be a beautiful figure walking out along the valley in the secluded mountain range, and when it was about to fully appear, it disappeared out of thin air.
The hazy blue smoke lingers consistently in the mountains, and the paper boats carrying the paper figurines swirl on the small eddies on the water surface of the Xiangjiang River.
Everything seems mysterious and confusing.
Finally, the sacrificial ceremony was over, the old man and others packed up their things, carried two baskets on a shoulder pole, and walked back, Ye Changqing followed.
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