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[thank you……]

[Lord Fengshen...]

[Please bless our village...]

The god with light cherry-colored hair under the crape myrtle tree opened his eyes, and the only remaining one eye blinked in confusion. He lowered his head and looked at his hands in astonishment. The shape was re-condensed, and the overflowing power made the surrounding wind spirits also become active.Driven by the wind, the trees and flowers dance and sway.

The Shenlong sleeping soundly on his lap was awakened by his movement, it wiped its saliva on the clothes of the gentle god with half-closed sleepy eyes, and then looked up blankly.The next second, Fenglong's eyes widened and he flew up, circling around his master excitedly, shouting, "Ah! Master Yimulian, your divine power, your divine power is recovering!"

Yimulian nodded and said, "Yes, there are villages enshrining me."

But why?He's been sleeping all this time and isn't helping anyone.Besides, even if he did something, ordinary people couldn't see it.

With doubts, Yimulian closed his eyes and began to read the information conveyed by the wind. With the ubiquitous wind, he could know everything that happened in the past and the present.Even though he is a wind god, Yimulian is a god who respects living beings, and he almost never uses this power.This time, it was only to understand the information related to himself.

What happened in the small village at the foot of Lanshan was conveyed to Fengshen's ears through the sound recorded by the wind.Human beings who raised oily children secretly and were eventually burned to death.The burning fire, and the wood charm dedicated to it.And the little girl who uses the wind talisman to protect the civilians...

It turned out to be the case.

During the period of his deep sleep, such a thing happened.Yimu even feels a little scared when he thinks about it. Did that child remember his name when he was caught in a fire?But at such a dangerous moment, he was in a deep sleep, not only unable to respond to her, he didn't even hear her call.

In this way, even if the child is disappointed in himself, it is only natural.

Fenglong didn't know why the master's face showed remorse, he coiled beside Yimulian, rubbed his big head against the side of his face and said, "Master Yimulian, did something happen again during this period? If so, Don’t blame yourself, repairing that knife is also fulfilling the believer’s wish, and it’s helpless to fall into a deep sleep.” It swung its body and ran to the other side and continued to rub its face, saying, “If you miss something, you can do it later. Make it up again!"

Yimulian reached out and touched Fenglong's head, and said with a wry smile, "I hope I still have a chance to correct it..." As soon as he finished speaking, Ben Pingling's voice came from his mind.He paused for Fenglong Shunmao's hand, but after waiting for a while, he didn't hear any appeals from believers.

This is……

Realizing what happened, Yimulian suddenly laughed.

Fenglong tilted his head and looked at his master whose mood suddenly improved, but he couldn't figure it out. Although it was a divine beast born in the wind, it was far from master Yimulian's control over the wind, so he could only ask, "What's the matter?" Oh, Lord Yimulian, are you sad for a while and happy for a while?"

"Someone is dancing a Kagura dance for me." It seems that I am not hated.

"Wow, no wonder!" Fenglong suddenly understood the master's thoughts, it happily got up and got into the master's arms, and said intimately, "Although I don't know who it is, but I thank him! Yimulian adults can I'm really happy to recover!" Some time ago, the god was so fragile that it seemed that it would shatter with force, and it had to be careful, and it had been a long time since it acted like a baby to its heart's content.

Under Yimulian's care, this dragon, which has survived for hundreds of years, is as naive as a child.

Rubbing Fenglong's head, Yimulian raised his head to look at the crape myrtle tree beside him, and caught the flower that was poked down by the bird with his other hand.This time, the little purple flower lay firmly in his palm, and never penetrated his spiritual body and fell to the ground.

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The kagura dance in the animation film and television usually adds some exaggerated movements for visual effects, even if the original dance steps are used, it will be ten times faster, and some more close-ups of the actors after they are exquisitely dressed.But the real kagura dance is slow and solemn. The shrine maidens look respectful and serious, and they will never drift their eyes, let alone smile. From the perspective of foreigners, Kagura dance is more like a gesture than a dance.The difference is that the ordinary dance shows the beauty of the dancer himself, but the dance of the priestess is the attitude towards the gods.

Kagura dance is not only a witch dance, it has more forms, such as Tangli Kagura, which sprinkles water around the soup pot, Lion Kagura, which is a lion dance for two people, and Izumo, which is common in film and television dramas, playing ghosts with masks Department of Kagura and so on.

Speaking of this, Xianyu wants to complain. In Iwato Kagura, the priests will act as gods to perform the story of Tianyanto. To come out, the gods tried every means, and finally Tianyu was forced to do a striptease to lead to the story.If it is said that Kagura is a ritual that makes the gods happy, but when they perform their dark history again and again, will Amaterasu really be happy?

Xianyu held fans in both hands, unable to understand the wonderful logic of the gods and people in this country.

As soon as the nurse lowered her head, she saw that Ji Jun was distracted, and immediately tapped her on the shoulder, saying, "Although it is only training now, you are not allowed to think wildly while dancing Kagura dance. Your thoughts will be conveyed to the gods." I hope Ji Jun The one who will serve in the future is the god of generosity.

Hearing this, Xian Yu quickly tensed up, not daring to think about those blasphemous things anymore.

The dances of this era are all slow, especially the Kagura dance. The nurse and Xianyu kneel on the ground together, holding fans in both hands and moving slowly, as if listening to the teachings in front of the gods.Originally, Xianyu thought that these were extremely simple movements, and they must be easy to learn, but when he actually practiced them, he felt extremely tired.Keeping your arms raised and moving slowly is more painful than jumping fast-paced weight-loss exercises.And because all the movements have to be done slowly and solemnly, she doesn't know how long she has to pause before she can move on to the next one.

After sitting on her knees for a long time, the wet nurse slowly got up. She put her fan on her chest and said, "Don't stand upright. Keep your knees slightly bent. Keep your thighs together and your calves spread out. Don't let your feet leave the ground. Swipe lightly to adjust your body..." This is actually a salute.

Xianyu nodded from behind, umm, half-squat with thighs together, simple and simple.

Seeing this scene, the corners of the mouth behind Sanriyue's teacup on the opposite side twitched, and Ge Xian moved his face away, his shoulders kept shrugging.The wet nurse, who realized something was wrong from the audience's performance, turned her head and saw Ji Jun squatting with a straight face, an elegant movement, which was forced by her to look too big and unable to hold back.

It took a while for the wet nurse to find her words, and corrected, holding back her headache, "You are offering a gift to the gods, not trying to imitate a duck." She couldn't explain it, so she could only walk over and drag Xianyu up.

"That being said, the [Entertainment] God's effect has been achieved." San Riyue smiled from the side.

"...Ji Jun is young, and there is always a process of maturity." Ge Xian felt that if she hadn't had a wet nurse, the fan in her hand would have smashed on Sanriyue's head.

The kagura dance moves are not as many as radio gymnastics, and they are not complicated. It can be calm and stable throughout the whole process, but it is also very difficult to grasp the rhythm. The most difficult thing to control is the center of gravity. Without long-term training, it is easy to shake and stiff. .The slower the dance, the more attention is paid to the details, and at the same time, even a little mistake will be magnified.

After teaching the movements, the wet nurse sat aside, leaving Xianyu to practice alone in the middle of the courtyard.

It wasn't embarrassing to be accompanied by someone before, but when only she was left alone waving a fan in front of everyone, Xianyu felt uncomfortable all over, especially the always smiling Sanriyue sitting across from her.In order to ensure that the timing of changing movements is accurate, Xianyu can only use simple methods to count the seconds in his mind, but counting things by himself is often too fast or too slow due to the influence of emotions, and there are still some errors in the end.After doing a few sets of movements, the wet nurse still picked out a lot of faults.

The maids rushed to the courtyard, walked around Yu Ji and whispered something to the wet nurse. The wet nurse nodded, then looked at Yu Ji who was in the courtyard with stiff hands and feet, sighed, and said, "Mr. "

Xianyu, who was still holding a fan, nodded obediently, and watched the wet nurse leave the Duan hall with a few maids. When their figures disappeared completely, she suddenly slumped her shoulders, moved her hands and feet and said, "I'm so sore, I feel uncomfortable." After she finished speaking, she picked up the fan put down by the nurse, and with one hand in each hand, she stepped on a square step and made a Northeast Yangko dance fan movement, and said cheerfully, "It's still exciting!" Rhythm, let's have fun!

Seeing her lively appearance, Sanriyue pursed her lips, put down the cup in her hand, and asked, "Does Yuji still want to be a witch?"

"Eh?" Xianyu stopped moving, and looked at Sanriyue suspiciously.

"I heard from Lai Guang that the reason why Yu Ji wanted to become a witch was a choice she had to make." After San Riyue finished speaking, the song fairy next to her looked at Xian Yu in astonishment. Obviously, he had never heard of it when he just came here. this matter.San Riyue didn't mean to hide it, and said bluntly, "Being victimized by rumors and being stigmatized as the daughter of an evil ghost, it will be difficult to marry a well-matched family in the future. Becoming a respected shrine maiden can also wash away the stigma."

"Is that so?" Ge Xian looked at Xianyu who had a calm expression, the master always looked carefree, but he didn't want such a thing to happen again.

"Well, but I haven't thought about anything else..." Xianyu said.

"You can think about it now. My identity as the Lord of the Fusangshen is enough to clear up your stigma." After San Riyue reminded her, she looked at Xianyu who was standing in the courtyard at a loss, and said, "Since there are more So, does Ji Jun still choose to become a maiden? Perhaps, marrying into the family of Gongqing, or even becoming the empress of the emperor...or even the middle palace."

When Xianyu heard the word Tianhuang, Xianyu put on a disgusted expression, as if he stepped on shit while walking.She thought about it, took a deep breath, and said, "Although it was indeed a helpless choice at the beginning, I didn't consider other possibilities. But now, my answer is the same as before. I want to become a witch, and I will only Become the Miko of Fengshen-sama."

She, until now, still can't tell the difference between what Wang Ye said, repaying kindness and faith.But excluding the gratitude for the life-saving grace several times, if she had to make a choice, she would still want to become a shrine maiden of Yimulian.It's not because there is no other way out, nor is it to repay the favor, it's just because this god is worth her following.

Seeing her who seemed to have made a new decision after serious consideration, Sankaiyue paused for a moment, and then said, "You must think carefully, Ji-jun, the emperor is the son of God of Gao Tianyuan."

"Oh, I choose Lord Fengshen." Xianyu was unmoved.

Although the god judge didn't make a more ambitious decision, San Riyue laughed instead and said, "In this case, Ji Jun danced Kagura dance with such a mood."

"..."

Such a mood...

Xianyu picked up the fan, stared at the sun and moon pattern on the fan for a long time, then squatted down holding it, and began to kneel and salute according to the method taught by the wet nurse.Even though he still couldn't accurately grasp the time and the sequence of movements was wrong, this time, Xianyu's movements were not so rigid.

"It's really strange. It's obvious that Ji Jun is full of spirits, but now she looks more relaxed than when she was practicing." Song Xian sighed.It always makes people feel that in Ji Jun's heart, the god she serves is not only not far away and sacred, but is more trustworthy and close to her than her family.

"..." Sanriyue smiled lightly and remained silent.He knew very well that Yu Ji was a very restless person, even when facing her own father, she was always worried that she would be hated by the other party, so she was careful not to be too presumptuous.But it is really strange that such a person who lacks self-confidence and security has such a trusting attitude towards that god.

Is it because... there is no concern about being disgusted by the other party?

But in this world, even if it is a god, it will not really tolerate everything.

...

"It seems that the younger brother is inaccurate this time. Not only is today not a very ominous day, but it is also a very auspicious day."

A boy's voice suddenly appeared in the quiet courtyard. Abe Seimei and Asakura Ye Wang stood side by side on the side of the palace, while Ka Moo Baoxian who brought them here, as the eldest son of the Ka Mo family, was still talking to the wet nurse.Hearing Qingming's ridicule, Ye Wang did not respond. Who would know the outcome of this kind of thing until it ends.And nothing is better than nothing.

Looking at Xianyu who was engrossed in Kagami and didn't notice their arrival, Qingming and Ye Wang walked over. When he was approaching her, Qingming suddenly opened his fan and flipped his palms at the same time when she raised the gold and silver fan. Opposite to the fan unfolded in her hand, it formed a perfect circle.This is originally a technique of Kagura dance for two people, but Seimei unexpectedly mastered it.

Xianyu was startled by the sudden appearance, and subconsciously pulled back her fan, but was stopped by Qingming's fan. As soon as she pulled hard, the handle of the fan slapped Qingming's nose.She hurriedly withdrew her hand, only then did she see the person coming, and said in surprise, "Qing... Qingming, you're fine..."

It hurts, but still be classy.Qingming shook his head, seemingly unharmed, and said, "I'm fine, but I haven't seen my junior sister for a few days, so she's very energetic."

"Hmm..." Xianyu replied in a daze, staring at the other person's nose the whole time.Are you really okay, Dad, your nose is red.

Qingming raised his hand and used his sleeve to cover Xianyu's too piercing sight, but Ye Wang, who was next to him, discovered something else. He learned his lesson and didn't do it directly. Instead, he looked at Xianyu's head and said, "Your head There is something."

"Eh?" Xian Yu raised his head, and felt something roll down from the top of his hair, and then his eyes were filled with purple.She hastily reached out her hand to take down the thing that rolled onto her eyelids, and after seeing it clearly, she wondered, "It's a crape myrtle flower." It seems that there is no such tree planted in their house.