The ancestral worship ceremony at Tianji, Dongdao Island, is an important festival held once a year to celebrate the birthday of the founder, and both inner and outer gates must participate.
The day before the ceremony, Yun Shouxi also became busy, and Lingluo was finally able to use the jade ear to listen to what the disciples in the hall said.
After learning that she had served her sentence, Song Yuanyuan and others could not enter Qingshifang, so they sent her a message on Yu Ting, asking her to rest well and ignore the gossip in the disciples' hall. We all know that it was not you who killed her.
The disciples were all talking about the ancestral worship ceremony, but the records from the previous period were still there. Ling Luo flipped through them and they seemed to be similar to the previous life.
Either they defend and support her, or they mock her.
The interrogation that day in the Discipline Hall will not be made public due to Yun Shouxi's face.
But when Mu Ya left, he just said a few words to someone, and then the word spread from one person to ten people, and from ten to a hundred.
Lingluo took a quick look and found it boring, so she went to look at the content related to the ancestor worship ceremony.
In her previous life, she did not attend the event because she was injured as a punishment.
People are so busy because there are too many rules and regulations in Tianji’s ancestor worship ceremony. It’s an annual grand ceremony, and even the ceremonial costumes worn on that day are changed every year. There are differences between the costumes worn by ordinary disciples and those who need to perform ancestor worship ceremonies.
Not to mention burning incense for three days, fasting and washing for seven days, etc.
Lingluo had also participated in the ancestor worship ceremony in the last two years, so she knew how troublesome it was. Now she understood that her master and senior brothers were really busy.
In the Yu Ting Disciple Court, Song Yuanyuan and Chang Fei were complaining to each other about how busy they were recently. As direct disciples, they had to participate in many ceremonies with their master.
Lingluo's internal injuries have not healed yet, so she cannot use her spiritual power at will. Every day she just drinks medicine, reads books, and appreciates flowers.
On the day of the ancestral worship ceremony, almost everyone went to the ancestral worship platform, leaving only the people in the mountain hall on standby to patrol and guard various places in Tianji.
The ceremony will last the whole day.
In other words, Yun Shouxi will not come back until late at night.
Lingluo happily ran around the mirage and enjoyed herself, but got bored after a while.
She went to the library of Mirage and picked out a few ancient books on spells and laws to read.
Even though she had talent, she also worked very hard.
The dragon sacrificial music played by hundreds of musical instruments spread throughout the sky. The prelude was sad, mysterious and ethereal, the middle part became passionate, and the ending returned to calm and melodious, expressing the beauty of the dust settling.
Lingluo sat by the window and listened quietly. After a while, she left the mirage and went out of Qingshifang.
As soon as she left Qingshifang, she saw two holy spirit birds, which were very close to her, flying down from the branches and circling around her.
Lingluo stretched out her hand towards it, let it rest on her finger and said, "Let's go and see the ceremony too."
The ancestral altar was at the inner gate, but one of them flew towards the outer gate.
Lingluo asked the one to go and see if Yue Liangze was still in the yard.
A lot of food needs to be eaten at the ancestral worship ceremony, and with his strange temper, I'm afraid he won't go.
Sure enough, the Holy Bird flew to the crabapple tree outside the yard and saw the young man washing the wild fruits he had picked from the mountains with a basin of water beside the stone platform.
Lingluo freed the symbiotic spirit, turned away from the path leading to the ancestral worship ceremony, and headed for the outer gate.
After Yue Liangze became a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect, every time he attended a grand banquet held by the immortal sects, he would never pick up his chopsticks to take any food. Some people even privately scolded him for being arrogant and disrespectful, but no one dared to confront him openly.
He didn't even drink alcohol, and his senior brother always helped him drink.
Unless the wine was brewed by Yue Liangze himself.
Thinking of this, Lingluo couldn't help but wonder when Yue Liangze would leave Dongdao Tianji, and how he would become the disciple of the Holy Sword Sect's Guai Ci Immortal Leader?
The Holy Spirit Bird perched on the branch and did not leave. It tilted its head to look at what the young man in the yard was doing. It did not spread its wings and flew away until Lingluo came here.
Hearing footsteps, Yue Liangze looked back and was stunned when he saw it was Lingluo.
"Today is the ancestral worship ceremony. As a disciple of Tianji, why didn't you go?"
Lingluo did not feel uncomfortable at all and walked into the yard very naturally.
"You are just a errand disciple, you don't have to go." He said, but his eyes did not move away from Lingluo. He frowned and asked, "Why didn't you go either?"
Ling Luo snorted, "I was ordered to recuperate and cannot go."
"Then why are you here?" Yue Liangze then turned around, reached into the basin, and washed the bright red wild fruits in the water again.
"I'm not allowed to go to the ancestral worship ceremony, but I'm not forbidden to come to the outer gate." Lingluo moved a small stool to sit next to him and said lazily, "They are all going to the ceremony, where can I eat? Aren't I here to ask my senior brother Yue, who has extraordinary cooking skills, for a meal?"
Yue Liangze couldn't do anything to her, and whispered: "There is no rice today."
Lingluo said without thinking: "Then I'll go to the evening dining hall and steal some?"
Yue Liangze said: "Today, all the vegetarian halls are preparing food for the ancestral worship ceremony. There will be people watching over it, so it's not easy to steal."
Ling Luo snorted softly: "It's not difficult for me, just wait."
She just stood up and walked a few steps before she came back and sat down again, thinking: "I can't use my spiritual power until my internal injuries are healed."
Yue Liangze curved the corner of his lip.
Ling Luo saw this and said angrily, "What are you laughing at! Look at you, your spiritual power is so weak that you can't even steal a bowl of rice from the evening dining hall!"
"I don't have to steal." Yue Liangze said, "I can buy it."
"Where can I buy it? Donghai City? The mountain is closed today, you can't leave." Lingluo snorted as she lay on the dry stone platform, "It's okay if there's no food, I can always be full by eating other things."
Yue Liangze added: "Let's make Teriyaki chicken leg rice today."
Ling Luo raised her head and glared at him: "You did this on purpose!"
How to eat teriyaki chicken drumstick rice without rice!
"There are townspeople at the foot of the mountain. They supply Tianji with food on time every month. I have an acquaintance there. I can go buy some for you." Yue Liangze wiped the water stains on his hands. "It just takes some time to go back and forth."
Lingluo said, "I'll take you there on my sword."
Yue Liangze shook his head and refused: "Your injury has not healed yet, use less spiritual power."
Lingluo curled her lips, stood up and walked to the basin, stretched out her hand to help him continue washing the wild fruits, and said, "Then go quickly and come back soon."
Yue Liangze set off to the foot of the mountain. Lingluo washed the wild fruits cleanly and guessed that he was going to use them to make jam, so she put them in a basket to dry and waited for someone to come back.
During the period, the music of dragon worship was played repeatedly throughout the day, which was not boring to listen to.
Ling Luo squinted her eyes and looked at the sky for a while. She estimated that various ceremonies had already begun at the ancestral altar, so she took out her jade earphone and asked the other three people in the disciple courtyard: "Has the pilgrimage started?"
During the pilgrimage, the head of the sect holds the tablet of the founder and leads all the Tianji disciples to circle Tianji.
It goes around the mountain twice a day and at night, and finally returns to the ancestral altar.
During the day, colorful ribbons flutter in the air, while at night, long dragons of lights light up the sky. Both scenes are extremely lively and unique.
It took her a while to receive a reply to the text.
Song Yuanyuan: "Not yet. I don't know why the Second Hall Master hasn't arrived yet. Chang Fei and I are looking for him."
Xu Shen asked: "Why didn't I see you, Lingluo?"
Ling Luo replied: "My master has confined me to recover from my injuries. I can only go and get some food from Senior Brother Yue while you are busy with the ancestral worship ceremony."
Song Yuanyuan: "What delicious food did little daddy make today? Ask him to save some for me so I can eat it in the evening!"
Chang Fei: "Me too!"
"He's out of rice!" Lingluo wrote angrily, "If you want to eat and drink for free, bring some rice!"
"I'm on my way to find the Second Hall Master and can't leave!" Chang Fei said, "Xu Shen, you go!"
Xu Shen, who happened to pass by the evening dining hall, put away the jade earrings without changing his expression, picked up a tray, and went to the kitchen pretending to be someone from the second hall.
There were thousands of people at the ancestral altar, and the scene was grand. At this time, they were listening to Hall Master Fan reciting a collection of ancestral worship. There were only four or five pages left, but he had already delayed some time. After reciting a sentence or two, he began to talk about the stories in it, which made the disciples below suspect that they were listening to a class in the study hall at this time.
Mu Hengtian sat in the first seat, and the headmaster's wife was also present.
The space on his left hand was empty, which was the position of the second-in-command who was in seclusion.
Yun Shouxi was on the right, with his two direct disciples sitting behind him.
The second disciple, Yu Xiu, sat upright and maintained a solemn expression towards the ancestor worship ceremony.
The eldest disciple Chu Yi looks like his master and is extraordinarily handsome, but he did not inherit his master's gentleness and dignity. He has a lazy posture, often with his eyebrows half-curved, which makes him look a little evil.
Most of Tianji's disciples know that this eldest brother has a weird temper. He is rude to others, overbearing and a bit bad. He is often scolded by the sect leader for being dishonest, but he still does his own thing. In the whole Tianji, only Yun Shouxi can control him.
Chu Yi narrowed his eyes and saw that Master Fan was talking about the story again, so he lowered his head, peeled a grape and handed it to Yu Xiu.
Yu Xiu took it and said with a little emotion: "Thank you, Senior Brother."
"You're welcome, but this one is not for you. It's for my junior sister who is recovering from her injuries in Mirage." Chu Yi said lazily, "Looking at the speed of Hall Master Fan, you can go back and give it to her now and come back in time."
Yu Xiu: “…”
Chu Yi peeled another one while speaking, handed it to him and said, "This is for you."
Yu Xiu took it and said, "Good Junior Brother, when you come back, remember to bring the cloud fan under my pillow. It's still a little hot at noon."
"Brother." Yu Xiu said helplessly, "The Second Hall Master hasn't arrived yet, and Hall Master Fan is just helping him buy time. He has already sent his disciples to look for him."
Chu Yi sneered softly, stuffed a grape into his mouth and said, "I am the most punctual person on weekdays, but I happen to be late for such an occasion."
"There are always accidents." Yu Xiu said, "Let's wait a little longer."
"Wait." Chu Yi raised his eyebrows and pointed at the grapes in his hand. "While you are waiting, you can give grapes to Junior Sister. I guarantee that Master Fan will not have finished reading by the time you come back."
After a while, Yu Xiu ate it himself helplessly.
Chu Yi laughed and said, "You're done. You ate the grapes given to Junior Sister. You, a man, snatched food from a little girl."
Yu Xiu felt that he really couldn't win the argument with him.
Yun Shouxi calmed down and didn't bother to care about the two disciples behind him making trouble.
It was already noon, but the Second Hall Master was still nowhere to be seen.
When Xu Shen learned that there was no movement at the ancestral altar, he carried rice to Yue Liangze's yard, but saw Ling Luo alone.
Lingluo stood beside the stone platform to collect water to wash her hands, her brows slightly furrowed.
The two of them greeted each other, and Xu Shen put the rice into the kitchen. After he came out, he asked, "Where is Senior Brother Yue?"
"He went down the mountain to buy rice and hasn't come back yet." Lingluo said, glancing in the direction where Yue Liangze left.
He was gone for so long that Lingluo wanted to use the Holy Spirit Bird to go and take a look.
Xu Shen stretched his neck, came over to get some water and washed his hands, and then curiously glanced at the wild fruits hanging next to him, "What is Senior Brother Yue going to do this time?"
"He said we're having teriyaki chicken drumstick rice today, so these should be used to make jam." Lingluo said, and then asked, "Why is there no movement at the ancestral altar?"
This time tour should have started long ago.
"The Second Hall Master hasn't arrived yet." Xu Shen said, "I didn't see him when I arrived at the ancestral altar."
Second Hall Master...
Lingluo frowned again.
Her memories of her time in Tianji were already somewhat fuzzy.
Thousands of days and nights, it is impossible to remember everything that happened every day.
What she could remember now were almost all related to Yun Shouxi and her two senior brothers. In her previous life, she had no interaction with Xu Shen and the others at all, and she didn't even know whether they were dead or alive.
She did not participate in this ancestral worship ceremony. She spent the days before and after that in Mirage and did not leave Qingshifang.
When she went out, the Second Hall Master seemed to be - dead?
never mind.
The head of Tianji Hall loves to death.
Even if he doesn't die now, it's hard to say whether he will die under her sword in the future.
Lingluo looked indifferent and didn't take the matter seriously.
Xu Shen chatted with her for a while and then prepared to return to the ancestral altar. As soon as he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw Yue Liangze walking towards him from the path diagonally in front of him. His clothes were stained with blood and he was carrying Chang Fei, who looked in pain.
Ling Luo's eyelids jumped when she saw this. Xu Shen had already stepped forward to respond: "Senior Brother Yue, what happened?"
Before Yue Liangze could say anything, Chang Fei let out a low roar of pain. He reached out and pinched his own neck. There were already several red scratches on his neck, some of which had broken the skin and were bleeding.
"On my way back, I saw him and Song Yuanyuan being chased and beaten. Chang Fei was injured. I took him away first. Song Yuanyuan was still behind." Yue Liangze answered concisely. As soon as he entered the courtyard, the mad Chang Fei strangled him to the ground.
Lingluo stepped forward and kicked Chang Fei away. Yue Liangze turned around and pinned him down, then half-dragged him into the house: "He's not quite right. Song Yuanyuan can't beat that guy."
"I'll go find him." Xu Shen immediately left to prepare for support.
Lingluo looked down at Chang Fei.
His nails were black and his face looked painful, as if someone was strangling his neck. His limbs were struggling and his eyes were rolled back. He looked horrifying.
When Yue Liangze leaned over to pull him up, Chang Fei's eyeballs rolled over, leaving only the snow-white whites of his eyes, which clearly reflected his current appearance.
In Lingluo's eyes, Chang Fei's hair turned white in an instant.
Chang Fei stopped struggling, but opened his mouth. Both of them could see that half of his tongue was broken, but he uttered a clear syllable from his throat and read out a complete word: "You——"
White hair, snowy eyes, the sound of a broken tongue.
Both of them were filled with shock.
"now--"
When Chang Fei uttered the second word, Yue Liangze covered his mouth, but Ling Luo had already stroked his throat with Ying Xi.
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