"The king's true form has appeared." Toad Spirit said in a relaxed and normal tone.
"Did you already know that my true form would show up?"
When Zhu Yan couldn't change his mind, the rat spirit interrupted the conversation: "Would the king also have a piece of Yasha meat?"
If Zhu Yan also eats it, he will be no different from the monsters.
"This is King Yaksha. His meat is most helpful for spiritual practice." The toad spirit encouraged him.
If Zhu Yan also eats it, he will become like the monsters.
Zhu Yan was about to sternly refuse, but Gao Auntie came over and said, "If Yasha meat is really that magical, give us a piece."
Zhu Yan looked directly into her eyes and observed how serious she was when she said this: "This is not a joke."
"They call you the King of Hundred Demons," Aunt Gao looked directly at him with her clear eyes, "With your divine power, take a look."
Zhu Yan was not used to looking at women, so he looked away: "I don't know what the consequences will be after eating it."
"I will bear any consequences myself. We may be attacked and injured on the road." Aunt Gao's eyes were filled with tears: "To be honest, my husband did not expect me to be able to survive when he sent me out to transport weapons on this trip. Go back." The implication seems to be that there are thousands of unspeakable secrets.
Only then did Zhu Yan suddenly realize why Gao Auntie could put her life and death at risk and not care about the danger before her.
Because there is really no love left in life.
"I'm sorry... you suffered heavy casualties. I wish I hadn't borrowed weapons from you."
Aunt Gao shook her head: "Maybe we will encounter Yaksha halfway, and then the whole army will be annihilated." Her tears were still so hard that she didn't shed a single drop. "This may be a better result."
Zhu Yan sighed, said no more, and ordered the monster to get a piece of Yaksha meat for her.
Aunt Gao took a small bite of the raw meat and frowned.
"Is it fishy?" Zhu Yan asked him, "Do you want it roasted?"
The rat spirit looked up from nibbling: "It won't be effective if it's roasted."
After hearing this, Aunt Gao took a big bite of the Yasha meat.
The demons kept their promise and escorted Aunt Gao to deliver two ox-carts of weapons to the battlefield, arriving two days earlier than the original military appointment.
Aunt Gao lost most of her men, and only two men returned to the workshop with her. The dead were buried on the spot. Anyway, in such troubled times, a peaceful death is a luxury, and there are still people who can bury them. , are better than the Exposed Corpse Wilderness.
When Zhu Yan watched the monsters leave with Aunt Gao, he had two questions in his mind.
First of all, he couldn't help but wonder if he had been tricked by the monsters. Perhaps the purpose of those monsters at the beginning was Yaksha meat.
Then, he wanted to know what the tall Yaksha King wanted to say to him before attacking him? He would never know.
Furthermore... was the one who attacked him really King Yaksha?
His suspicions became even more serious...
Zhu Yan and Gao Auntie parted ways, but their fate was not yet over.
Two hundred years later, they both went to the corner of the East China Sea at the same time, but they were separated by thousands of monsters.
At that time, Aunt Gao took back the eyeballs she had given to her great-great-grandson.
Even after this final fate two hundred years later, Gao Auntie and he never saw each other again.
A grand event is being held on the dock in Quanzhou.
A Mazu statue that took a year to select materials, design, carve, and paint is finally going to board a merchant ship.
Believers carried a specially made palanquin, led by Taoist priests, and headed for the pier in crowds of people on the streets. This Mazu will be taken to distant Nanyang and placed there, becoming a branch in distant places. He continues to protect his followers on the distant seas.
The streets were full of incense, and everyone had a bunch of burning incense in their hands. From a distance, there was so much smoke that I thought it was a fire. The strong incense is like a river, and Mazu looks majestic, as if he is sailing in the river of smoke, heading towards the merchant ship waiting for him.
This merchant ship will take a less traveled route, unlike the usual sailing along the coast via Champa (Vietnam), Red Tut (Malay Peninsula), Srivijaya (Sumatra), and finally wait for the wind direction to change before returning, along the Kaliman River Dan, Bo Ni (Borneo), and back to Quanzhou via Maru (Philippines), the land of a thousand islands. Most of the above are coastal voyages. The route this merchant ship will take is to sail directly to the southeast, pass through Malu to Bali, and anchor at the foot of the Holy Mountain. In modern parlance, it is called "direct sailing".
A small altar has been set up on the deck of the merchant ship, with a shelf to secure the statue of Mazu to prevent it from swaying or even falling over in the wind and waves.
The believers carrying the sedan are all sailors. They are about to step onto the stable bridge of the ship. They are still a dozen steps away from sending Mazu on board.
The ship's bridge suddenly bounced, and the end that was attached to the ship broke away. The whole bridge fell and broke into several pieces on the ground.
Everyone was horrified, and the sailor carrying the shrine thought to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't step on it just now, otherwise I would be the one who fell down! Mazu bless me!"
The Taoist priest in charge said in panic: "Quickly find another boat bridge, it will be bad if you miss the auspicious time!"
This was a grand meeting hosted by maritime merchants from Quanzhou and Guangzhou. After listening to what the Taoist said, they hurriedly asked the chief of the Shipping Department to find a way to move another ship bridge.
A strong wind blew, and the merchant ship began to rock at the pier. The shaking became more and more severe, and it was almost hitting the pier. If this continued, the merchant ship would most likely break apart and sink.
The Taoist priest who presided over the ceremony felt something was wrong, and he wondered suspiciously: "Does Mazu not want to get on the boat?"
He was worried that he would offend someone, so he called some of the merchants who had paid him to express his doubts: "I have to say it, but I dare not not say it. There is something fishy about this matter."
"The ceremony has been blocked, and the auspicious time is about to pass." The leader of the Maritime Chamber of Commerce felt very irritated, "Taoist Priest, if you have anything to say, please say it quickly."
"Pindao thinks that Mazu has something to say, maybe it would be better to ask her by throwing a harpoon."
"Which boat to board today, what month and day to send Mazu on the boat, all of them have been confirmed repeatedly by throwing a scorpion and raising a ji, so why do you have to repeat it before leaving?" He was actually a little reluctant to part with the money he spent, and also I felt that it would be too shameful to stop the ceremony in the middle.
"It's no small matter to ask the gods to send the gods, not to mention that Mazu is going to the ends of the earth this time. No matter what, you always need to be cautious."
Several other maritime merchants also agreed with the Taoist priest, and had no choice but to ask him to throw a fork.
The Taoist priest announced to the crowd that the ceremony was suspended, and a temporary altar was opened to ask for God's will.
The so-called 筊-throwing method is to use a magic weapon called a 筊cup to communicate with God.
The cup is two crescent or half-moon shaped instruments, carved from wood, one side is curved and convex, and the other side is flat. Put the flat surfaces of the two pieces together and hold them in your hand to pray for God's will. Then throw it away. It needs to be a Yang. The one with the flat side (flat side facing up) and the yin side (convex side facing up) is the "holy seal", which means that the gods have agreed.
If there are two yangs (two planes), it is called a "laughing yang", which means that the gods are smiling, or they do not understand the question and need to be explained clearly, or they are considering it, or the situation is unclear.
If there are two yin (two convex surfaces), it is "yin 犊", which means denial, the god is angry, or it is not appropriate to act, and you should ask again.
If it is an important matter, for the sake of prudence, sometimes it is required to obtain the Holy Seal three times in a row before the gods agree.
"Please ask Mazu, is it appropriate to board the ship today?" Xiao Yan.
"Please tell me Mazu, isn't it appropriate to get on the boat today?" Xiao Yan.
"Please ask Mazu, is this trip going well?" Xiao Yan.
"Please ask Mazu, is there any danger in this trip?" Xiao Yan.
"Mazu, don't you want to go to Nanyang?" Xiao Yan said.
"Please ask Mazu, are you willing to go to Nanyang?" Xiao Yan. Laugh. Laugh.
The Taoist priest felt very upset. Why was Mazu still laughing? What is so funny about this?
After trying a few more questions, I still kept getting smiles. This situation was so unusual that even the merchants who were watching were breaking out in a cold sweat.
"It's better to use a ji pen instead." The Taoist priest asked Mazu again: "Mazu, do you need to use a ji pen?" Sheng Yan, Sheng Yan, Sheng Yan.
The Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief and immediately ordered the Taoist boy to set up an altar and use a sand tray to ask questions.
The auspicious time has long passed, and today's ceremony cannot be saved. The Taoist priest has no choice but to relax and try his best to get the answer from Mazu.
After the two Luan students twisted incense and burned the talisman, they sat quietly for a moment, sprinkled clean water behind them, then held the Luan pen made of Y-shaped fork wood, and waited for the gods' instructions to write on the sand table.
Luansheng sensed it, and the two of them put their pens into the sand table together. Every time they wrote a word, the person next to them recorded it. Unexpectedly, after writing four words, Luansheng's pen stopped moving.
The Taoist priest hurriedly stepped forward and asked Mazu if she had no more instructions.
Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit.
