On the second day, Sergeant Fan entered Yichuan early in the morning and waited for Feng Yun to wash up and dress.
"Fengjun, does the Jue Ben uniform fit you?"
Jue Bian Clothes - Wearing Jue Bian, wearing Xuanyi and He Shang. The He Sang is light crimson in color, with light red and darker colors. It is specially used for occasions when the emperor is offering sacrifices or when the scholar-bureaucrats are welcoming their brides.
As a high-ranking official, Feng Yun naturally had to wear the highest-quality formal attire to participate in this sacrifice.
"Fengjun, please..."
Feng Yun straightened his crown, and when he walked out, he saw Sergeant Fan saluting.
"Sergeant Fan, why don't you see Situ?"
Sergeant Fan smiled slightly and said, "Why, only Situ can invite Lord Feng."
Feng Yun didn't say anything, but Sergeant Fan stepped forward and whispered: "Because of your Xingxiu Mountain, the king stayed Sima overnight last night."
With complicated eyes, he added: "What Mr. Feng said to Sima yesterday may have a deeper meaning."
Feng Yun walked outside Yi Chuan, and Sergeant Fan followed.
"It has deep meaning, but if Yuejun doesn't mean it, then no matter how deep the meaning is, it will be useless."
Today, it was the Jia soldiers who drove the car. When Feng Yun and Sergeant Fan got on the car, Sergeant Fan said more directly: "During the sacrifice today, the armor-burning divination was supposed to be performed by the big divination, but it was taken away by Yuejun. "
"It seems to be that since Da Bu has taken charge of Da Zhu's responsibilities, Yue Jun is also willing to share the responsibility for Da Bu."
absurd……
Although Yuejun is not said to be powerful or powerful, he is also a powerful warrior...
This matter of divination is not as simple as throwing the tortoise shell into the fire and fishing it out again.
Feng Yun and Sergeant Fan are very similar.
Sergeant Fan even laughed.
"Fengjun, you don't know, the reaction of those scholar-officials when they heard that Yuejun performed divination, haha, it's so interesting, so interesting."
Feng Yun smiled slightly.
"Stop making fun of others. I'm afraid something might cause trouble during today's sacrifice, so you'd better..."
Before Feng Yun could finish speaking, Sergeant Fan said, "I'll just stay away."
After saying that, Sergeant Fan suddenly remembered something.
"Fengjun, what are you going to do with the "Ode to Dayu"?"
"Leave it to Yue Jun and let you leave?"
During the boating trip, Feng Yun confessed this matter.
Feng Yun shook his head slightly.
"If I had given "Dayu Fu" to Yuejun, I would have died outside Kuaiji City."
"Huh?" Sergeant Fan was puzzled.
Feng Yun said: "Dayu's Fu has become a national treasure. I hold "Dayu's Fu" in the country of Yue. I am protected by the country and no one dares to touch it. Even the king of Yue is the same."
"Then, how can Yuejun let you go?"
Feng Yun smiled and said nothing.
Sergeant Fan suddenly said: "Divination?"
"Shh..."
The carriage stopped.
"Let's go."
Following the guidance of the chamberlain, Feng Yun quickly followed Sergeant Fan to the place of worship.
Sacrifice, sacred act.
Ordinary people cannot watch, but only those who are highly respected among the people and have long lifespan can be put into the palace and come to the place of sacrifice to watch together.
As for the clan of scholar-bureaucrats and their descendants, they were already standing in front of the ancestral hall.
The Yue Kingdom was established to offer sacrifices to Emperor Yu. No matter how many sacrifices were made, they could not go beyond the name of Emperor Yu.
When Feng Yun arrived, the scholar-bureaucrats looked around one after another, and there was even more commotion among the common people.
But the people present were all famous and virtuous people, and they soon calmed down.
As Sergeant Fan quietly hid in the corner of the scholar-bureaucrat, Feng Yun was also led by the chamberlain to the front of the ancestral hall, alongside Dabu.
"Dabu'an."
Dabu's face was cold, but after seeing Feng Yun, his eyes still fluctuated unconsciously.
"Situ of the Great Court is very capable. He can control floods at a low level, and bewitch the emperor's mind at a high level."
Hearing this, Feng Yun was slightly stunned.
But she didn't expect that Da Bu would also mock others. Feng Yun thought that Da Bu was a Qi Refining Iron Cultivator, unsmiling, ruthless and without desires.
Oh, yes, if you are ruthless and have no desires, how can you come down to earth and seek the country?
Feng Yun didn't answer and remained silent.
Seeing this, the great fortune teller also calmly waited for the arrival of Yuejun.
Not long after, when everything was ready, the great witch god came between Dabu and Feng Yun with the bird bamboo joint returned by Feng Yun.
Below, Yuejun was striding up the steps.
"Good morning, Yue Jun." Feng Yun said.
Yuejun looked at it, nodded slightly, ignored the great witch god and the great divination, and walked into the ancestral hall.
"Start!" the Great Witch God ordered, and a group of witches were seen gathering together from both sides, performing strange dance steps.
The bamboo poles are dancing high, and the great shaman god also performs the dance of Dayu, constantly speaking the words of praying to the ancestors.
The wind roared one after another, and a black mist slowly rose between the witches.
The mist turned into water and gradually turned green.
And strange patterns also gathered between the dances and sacrifices, flying the bird-shaped bamboo joints in the hands of the great witch god.
The bamboo joints slowly revealed the color of bronze.
A metal bird stands on the top of the head, with its head raised and its tail raised, and its feathers all over its body, as if it is spreading its wings and is about to fly.
It was also at this time that the Great Witch God roared angrily.
"rise!"
"Boom, boom, boom!" On both sides of the ancestral hall, sparks shot out from the bronze pillars, and instantly they were like torches, enveloping a huge cluster of flames.
Feng Yun felt his face burn when he saw Yue Jun holding a piece of tortoise shell above his head and walking slowly towards him.
And a group of armored soldiers dressed in red hurriedly carried a large cauldron filled with green pillars and fine wood.
"My ancestors are here, and their descendants, the Ouyang family, are offering sacrifices here in the hope of being saved from the flood..."
"Witch, witch, witch!" The witch dances of the great shamans became more and more intense, and the sound of bamboo beats and wind playing could not be heard.
Plus those huge torches and the big cauldron filled with firewood.
People around him unconsciously felt a sense of awe and bowed their heads.
And amid the awe, there was a hint of panic.
Will the ancestors blame them for the flood and not want to shelter them anymore?
We don’t know, there is only one divination at this time!
"Boom!" Flames burst out from the green bamboo in the cauldron, and Yuejun also took advantage of this moment to throw the tortoise shell into it.
Seeing this, Dabu hurriedly recited the inscription to worship his ancestors.
Yue Jun just stood upright, overlooking the group of scholar-bureaucrats and common people below him.
Whenever anyone looked up, they would always see Yuejun's unruffled eyes and the ever-beating flames.
"witch!"
boom! The torch and the cauldron simultaneously spurted fiery snakes into the sky, and the fiery snakes flew without wings, hovering above the heads of everyone present.
"Blessings, please." Dabu said after reciting the sacrificial words.
Feng Yun stepped forward and began to sing "Fu of Dayu",
Then the shadow of Dayu appeared, standing upright in the sky, watching everyone.
If faced with pressure, everyone becomes uneasy.
After Feng Yun finished chanting the Fu of Dayu, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, a huge metal bird flew out of the fire cauldron, and when he looked again, it actually held a tortoise shell that should have been at the bottom of the cauldron.
Yuejun was panicked.
This is not what should happen in the process.
Dabu frowned and looked at Feng Yun who had stopped chanting.
Feng Yun's face frowned slightly, and he seemed to be surprised by the fire.
At this time, I saw the bird rushing towards the shadow of Di Yu that day.
"Ah!" Many exclamations came from the scholar-bureaucrats and common people.
Just listen to "Bang!"
Dayu's shadow collided with Yeniao, turning into countless sparks.
The tortoise shell also fell from Ye Niao's mouth and shattered on the ground...
