The festival held in Xinzhou City is obviously a major event of Qiyao Shinto. Not only is there a popular Naogokami such as Gouchijin, but it is also complemented by the Inari Shrine that Rina calls it. Gongsun Ce only glanced briefly and saw several priests wearing high-end white hunting clothes next to the stage, as well as an old woman dressed similarly to Izumo Feiyi.
"Inari Shrine is a large shrine like our Huangquan Shrine, and Granny Fushimi is the deity of Inari Shrine." Rina introduced in a low voice, "She seems to be in a bad mood today."
It could be seen that the old lady's stinky face made the temperature next to the stage drop a few degrees.
"The old man doesn't like the wish-gathering ceremony?"
"It seems that Shigure, who was looking for trouble yesterday morning, smashed the statue of Lord Gotsujin." Rina thought to herself, "I heard that my mother-in-law was so angry that she used a cane to open people up. She still hasn't calmed down yet."
... The old lady looks like she is at least eighty years old and can still hit people on the field. Apart from anything else, she has a very strong body.
Rei Shigure pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to hear anything, and was looking around excitedly. All kinds of strange and weird gods around them were chatting endlessly like the audience waiting for the performance to start.
"Have you heard that the gentleman from Qiongo Island hasn't come back this month?"
"The rough guys over there can relax a bit... Oh, I don't dare say any more."
"When I first came here, I actually saw Dad Tao. Why did he come here from Yamato?"
"It must be that the ninjas are too scary...many old guys have been unable to survive in the past few years..."
The gray-haired young man was listening with interest when he suddenly felt a chill next to him, and there was a salty smell in the air, as if a sea breeze was blowing. He looked sideways and saw a large Nishen squeezing through the crowd of gods and standing next to him.
"Boy, are you the God of Disaster? It's so rare."
This guy's outfit can be called weird at the festival. He is a skeleton wearing an eyepatch, wearing a kingdom-style blue coat with gold embroidery, a pirate hat on his head, and a steel fishing rod on his back. What do you think? How does it look like...a ghost pirate who walked into the wrong set...
Look at the sailor sword on your waist! The wine bottle in your pocket! There are also handwritten labels in common language on the clothes! Although they are both island countries, Morton and Zero Island are completely different. Brother, you are in the wrong place!
Gongsun Ce said tactfully: "Sir, you don't look like a local. You dress in a very Western style."
The skeleton pirate took a sip of rum, his eyes trembled with soul fire, as if he was giving him a look: "What are you talking about! Our family is very familiar with Taoism at a glance, and we are also traditionalists here on Zhuzi Island. They look like foreign long-haired people." It’s a devil!”
That is, you have become a skeleton and it is really difficult to find a hair.
Gongsun Ce nodded in agreement. He looked like a familiar person, and started talking to him again: "You, the connection is golden. What good things have happened to you today?"
Gongsun Ceqian smiled and said: "In the fen... fighting to the death with the soul-cutting ninja in the stinking quagmire."
As soon as I saw him, his "fire" light suddenly changed. His skeletal chin trembled: "Boy, your good luck must be tonight! Let us know if you want any good things. We will trade our treasure with you."
Okay, co-author is waiting for me here.
Gongsun Ce scratched his head, feeling deeply interested. It seems that this group of hidden gods really came here to barter. The so-called wish gathering festival turned out to be a trading market.
"Mr. Ichimokudo, you have to tell me what you want first, right?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the skeleton pirate suddenly became furious: "You kid, are you trying to trick us on purpose! How can we know what we want?!"
Gongsun Ce was stunned. There is no one as arrogant as you in finding trouble! He hurriedly handed over his hands and said: "I'm sorry, you can see that I am a foreigner, I don't understand local customs and I made a joke. I hope you will forgive me."
Ichimoku let out an angry "hum", turned around and walked into the pile of gods and disappeared. The hidden god who was so familiar just now actually left without even wanting to say another word. What's even more strange is that none of the chattering demons and ghosts complained after he left. On the contrary, many of them looked at him unfriendly.
Gongsun Ce was thinking about the reactions of these non-human beings, and suddenly thought of the faceless woman in the mirror, and he suddenly had a guess in his mind. He was about to turn around and ask, but found that his two companions were looking at him as if they were mentally ill.
"...In your eyes, I'm talking to the air?"
"To be precise, it's air with sound."
Gongsun Ce raised his forehead and sighed, and then asked: "Miss Shiyu, do you think how many of the people on the street look like ordinary people?"
Rei Shigure frowned and replied: "At least more than half."
Gongsun Ce looked at the aliens all over the street and thought that he would dig out the eyes of the netherworld, which would probably save him a lot of trouble along the way.
In just a few minutes of conversation, the stage decoration was completed. The priests in white hunting clothes stand on the left and right sides, each holding a drum stick, a bamboo flute, a pipa, a flute, and a zheng, waiting in full formation; the fox-like God of Yujinjin is sitting on the cloth ball in the back, holding a wine cup, and his eyes are shining. Bright. The miko who was about to perform the dance knelt down in the middle of the stage, with a Kagura bell tied with a five-color ribbon placed in front of her. She did not wear a gold crown on her head, but a fox mask.
The priest picked up the drumstick and struck the drum. "Boom!" The sound echoed in the venue, and the noisy environment fell silent for a while, and everyone became silent in tacit agreement. The ethereal flute sound began, and other musical instruments followed in an orderly manner. The fox-faced shrine maiden stood up amidst the accompaniment of elegant music, unfolded a folding fan from her sleeves, and began to dance in time with the rhythm.
This dance is very slow, completely different from his usual fast-paced dances. The folding fan slowly circled, the five-color ribbon flowed through Su's hands, and the fifteen bells on the Kagura bell rang crisply in unison. Every movement was as slow as flowing clouds, and there was always a timely pause between each movement, as if to let the audience See every detail clearly. Paired with the monotonous accompaniment, it is really a dance dedicated to the gods. How can ordinary people today be interested in crowding in and watching such boring dances?
And the audience here are indeed gods. They stood under the stage, flying high in the air, watching with all their concentration, not caring about time, energy, appreciation, these mortal thoughts, and only quietly enjoying the dance enshrined to them.
Gongsun Ce was holding his cell phone and watching quietly. Being accustomed to a fast-paced life, he failed to appreciate the beauty of this dance, but he felt there was no harm in trying it once in a while. This may be the excitement of traveling. The key is not whether it looks good or not, but whether you have seen it or not.
The Kagura dance lasted for nearly half an hour, until Sakura Mai put up the folding fan again, walked slowly towards the fox-faced god, bowed to him, and then left the stage. The accompaniment of Kagura stopped, and the venue was booming from the pole. Silence returns to bustle.
"Oh, Miss Hua..." "This year's Kagura is still elegant." "It's a worthwhile trip!"
The fox-faced Yujinjin God walked to the center of the stage and toasted to the demons and monsters: "I hope everyone can realize their wishes."
"Thank you, Lord Yujinjin!" The hidden gods shouted in unison. The fox god drank all the wine in the cup, and the demons and monsters laughed and walked away from the stage, announcing the official opening of the festival.
Rina approached him with a smile: "How is it? The Kagura dance here is something you can't see anywhere else."
Gongsun Ce said frankly: "To be honest, I don't understand much about the gods. I just think that the figure of the witch lady is very beautiful."
"I know, you are a layman." Rina spread her hands, "Then let me tell you some things to pay attention to, and let me take you to see the stalls of the gods? If you are really lucky today, you might encounter some good things. ……What's wrong?"
As he was talking, a cry of "Rina-sama——" came from not far away. The priest in white hunting clothes ran over quickly and whispered something in a low voice.
"Are you going now? No, but we have to accompany the guests first..."
Old Fushimi stood in the shadows on the side of the wooden stage, with an unsightly expression on his face. Rina glanced in that direction and shrank her neck: "Wait a moment! I'll explain the situation to my mother-in-law and be right back!"
"It's okay, don't be in a hurry, you can go ahead and take a look at the stall!" Gongsun Ce smiled and waved. He watched Rina walk away, took out his cell phone, and asked: "Kirara, does the Kagura dance look good?"
The girl on the screen jumped up and down with starry eyes: "This is a very valuable reference!! Inspiration for the next concert suddenly comes out!!"
...I almost forgot that your job is to be an idol.
"The joy of watching is not in vain."
Gongsun Ce thought for a moment and said, "Wait a moment while I type the details. Can you help me check the data when you have time? Just shake your phone when the results are out."
"Leave it to me~"
Gongsun Ce typed quickly and pushed up his glasses: "Let's go, Miss Shigure, and visit the festivals of the hidden gods to see what good things can happen."
"Huh? You really believe in the so-called luck."
"Don't tell me, I feel like I kind of understand Lingdao's routine..."
The gray-haired young man and the hunter squeezed into the pile of monsters and browsed the surrounding stalls amidst the cries and howls of ghosts and wolves. This episode of the Wish Festival sells everything: a straw monster shouts and sells hand-sized straw men, a monster covered in syrup is making apple candies in front of a cart, a fish-faced cook sells live fish and shrimps, and... More demons and ghosts found a place to sit, placed various rare objects, and started talking to customers to exchange goods, which reminded him of the markets he had seen when he was a child.
Shigurei happily walked to the apple candy stall and asked: "Boss, how do you sell apple candy?"
The syrup monster squirmed: "Hehe, we don't take money from humans! People with golden connections, you can take it if you want!"
Rei Shigure had a dark look on his face: "What kind of logic are you talking about? If I'm lucky, you'll give me something for free?"
"Yes, yes!" The syrup monster laughed. "With luck, you can have candy when you are hungry, and you can also pick up money on the road!"
Gongsun Ce was already very familiar with the ways of the Hidden Gods. He opened his suitcase, took out a green mask, and said with a smile: "It's not easy to get something for free. What do you think of exchanging it for this?"
The syrup monster came over and shook, as if smelling: "What is this?"
"Our specialty over there can temporarily change a person's appearance when applied to the face. It is effective for one day. If you want, I can help you adjust it."
The syrup monster got excited and shouted: "It's too big to find! Just wait!" After saying that, he hurriedly dragged the syrup away, leaving a fragrant trail on the ground. Tens of seconds later, the syrup monster came over with two freshly cooked taiyaki, two boxes of takoyaki, a portion of fried noodles and two large grilled squids. He also grabbed two candy apples and put them together in the bag. : "Here you go, here you go!"
"Thank you, boss." The gray-haired young man took the food and handed a candy to his partner. The corners of Shigurei's eyes twitched: "Exchanging disguise masks for snacks, you're going to lose money on this deal..."
"To put it another way, I exchanged one prop for so many things. Isn't this a profit?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk." Rei Shigure worriedly let the slime test the poison before eating the candy. Gongsun Ce walked leisurely carrying the bag. He believed that the snacks he bought would come in handy...
Because he understood that he was very lucky today.
Sure enough, after walking for less than half a minute, a group of little ghosts no more than knee high entangled him. These brats had bruised skin, were half-clothed, had big bellies, and drool dripping from their mouths. They looked irritating.
The little ghosts clapped their hands and shouted: "Haha, you, the person with the golden connection!" "Are you happy about the festival?" "Do you have anything to eat?"
"Give me some information, Miss Shigure."
Shigure Rei said inarticulately: "Hungry brats... Bah, bah, bah... they are everywhere, their combat power is very weak, they are the lowest level hidden gods."
Gongsun Ce knelt down and opened his pocket full of food: "How about exchanging snacks for information?"
The hungry little guys immediately started eating. The leader said while eating: "Three, three questions!"
"Okay. First, do you know who has the best information here?"
The hungry kid pointed at a monster with long hair and a beak and a fish body not far away: "The Sea God knows everything!"
"Second question, do you know anyone here who knows how to arm the mind?"
"Psychic, armed?" "The magical equipment of ninjas."
"Ah, weapons! Dad Ta Tao on the south side of the street is the most powerful blacksmith!"
Gongsun Ce nodded with satisfaction, and finally asked: "The last is a common sense question. I am a foreigner and I don't understand it well. I hope you can help me solve my doubts..." He lowered his voice, "I feel that most of the gods here Sir, you don’t really know what you want?”
After hearing this, the hungry little guys stopped eating. "You, you! You are such a layman, this is taboo! Everyone doesn't know, so they are not willing to hear this! You know!"
"I understand, I understand." Gongsun Ce smiled and handed over his hands, "Thank you for answering my questions. I will continue to visit the festival."
The hungry little devils ran away with their food. Gongsun Ce stood there, thoughtfully.
"What on earth do you want to do? If you want information and psychological weapons, why not just ask people from Nanyao Shinto for help?" Shigure Rei threw the finished candy stick into the trash can.
Gongsun Ce shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid there are some things that the Hidden Gods know better than the priests! Come on, let's see what Father Ta Tao looks like. Maybe we can upgrade your black arrow."
Shigure had no hope at all: "Is this the place? My magic-breaking arrow is a first-class product produced by Superbia!"
"Just give the craftsmen in your hometown more confidence." The superpower man walked towards the south with great expectation, "Good luck today, maybe I can also customize a useful weapon."
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