Although she had her doubts in her heart, Yan Shiyue basically accepted Xiao Tangzhi's plan. She turned to discuss with the people from Ryukyu and wanted to go to the Temple of the Holy Maiden to take a look.
After all, if you want to pretend to be someone, you must at least have a deep understanding of the person first, and then find an opportunity. Even if the shadow guard describes the mural, it is better to see it with your own eyes.
The Ryukyu people turned around and asked for instructions.
A day later, the group of people who dressed her up last time came again and said that the King of Ryukyu invited her to visit the Shrine of the Saint.
Yan Shiyue: “…”
She is really afraid of tuberculosis patients. Can you wait until you are well before you come out? Be responsible for yourself and others.
But again, this is someone else's territory, the Saint's Shrine was proposed by her, and the King of Ryukyu invited her to travel with him, can she refuse? No!
She can only hope for her seemingly non-existent luck... Isn't it just about shielding against the invasion of disease? You can do it!
She hastily changed into local clothes and went when summoned. Xiao Tangzhi naturally followed as an interpreter, and she also brought four shadow guards with her.
It is said that there are Saint Maiden Shrines everywhere in Ryukyu, and there is even one in the Ryukyu Imperial Palace. The one the King of Ryukyu wants to take her to is the oldest Saint Maiden Shrine in the Imperial Palace.
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The King of Ryukyu was actually a very kind uncle. He did not forbid her to bring shadow guards with her. He also brought a bunch of ministers and servants with him. As they walked, he introduced the saint to her, and she could understand most of what he said.
The saint was from the generation of his great-grandfather, that is, his grandfather's grandfather. There are many portraits of the saint in the palace. She looks like a gentle and beautiful woman, and the paintings are quite realistic.
It is said that the saint brought them rice trees, mangoes, jackfruits, durian...
The more Yan Shiyue listened, the more shocked she became.
She hadn’t thought much about it when she saw the rice trees, also known as sago palms, and mangoes before, but now, she couldn’t help but think about it!
No matter how different the languages are, the pronunciation is the same. Jackfruit is native to India, durian is native to Indonesia, Thailand and other places... Even if historians make mistakes, they can't make so many mistakes!
She was thinking, it couldn't be possible that this was also a time traveler?
Having said this, everyone entered the Saint's Temple together.
The Temple of the Holy Maiden is very large, with magnificent scenery and murals on both sides, which are very beautiful and colorful.
The King of Ryukyu pointed to a painting and said, "This is the picture of the Holy Maiden's Advent." He bowed to the portrait.
As soon as Yan Shiyue turned around, his expression completely collapsed.
The girl in the painting is wearing a long bohemian dress, bare arms, flip-flops, colorful jewelry, a straw hat, and a travel bag. There seems to be a tree tied to the travel bag? ? What she is holding in her hand is... a plastic bag? ? Right? ?
Time travel confirmed!
Yan Shiyue's eyes couldn't even move. At that moment, he felt a mixture of emotions: happy, emotional, and... In short, it was so complicated that it couldn't be described in words.
Xiao Tangzhi was the most sensitive and noticed her expression at the first moment, then quickly turned around and looked closely at the painting.
The Ryukyu King was rather slow and did not notice her abnormality. He only said in a very lyrical tone, "That day was also a summer day, with a gentle breeze and a beautiful sun. My great-grandfather was walking with the palace maids. Suddenly, a mirage appeared in the sky, as if thousands of people were paying homage. Everyone stopped to watch, and then the saint girl fell from the sky and landed on the tower..."
Yan Shiyue suddenly leaped onto the tower, then sat down cross-legged.
It was a round tower commonly seen in the Ryukyu Imperial Palace. It was golden in color, more than one meter tall, and the top of the tower was only as big as a bowl. Yan Shiyue was used to sitting there in the palace, and he sat very steadily.
The Ryukyu King was stunned.
You know, although this was originally just an ordinary round tower, it is no longer ordinary because the saint has sat in it. So now everything around the round tower has been removed and the round tower has also been surrounded.
He wanted to say that he couldn't sit here, but the girl in front of him was the one he liked, so he couldn't say it.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted in surprise: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, look!"
The Ryukyu King turned around and was stunned with shock.
There were cries of surprise all around, but they soon turned into silence, and everyone watched in silence.
Behind them, in the direction of the sea, between the clouds, a huge building suddenly appeared. It looked like a Buddhist temple. In front of the temple, believers were entering in an endless stream, taking one step and bowing, taking one step and bowing...
The Ryukyu King's breathing gradually became rapid, and he couldn't help but turn around and glance at the mural.
Exactly the same! Exactly the same!
Behind the mural of the Saint descending from the sky, behind the strangely dressed Saint, there is a mirage, which is exactly the same as the mirage in the sky at this moment.
He turned back in disbelief. Yan Shiyue was sitting cross-legged, looking up at the mirage with a calm expression, which seemed solemn and dignified to others.
The mirage lasted for a quarter of an hour.
No one made a sound during this time.
It was not until the clouds gradually faded and disappeared that everyone woke up from their dream. First, the Ryukyu officials suddenly bowed down and said, "The Saint has returned..."
The Ryukyu King also suddenly came back to his senses and bowed without hesitation: "The Saint has returned..."
The shadow guards looked at each other with extremely complicated emotions, but followed the crowd and knelt down... They knelt every day anyway, so they were used to it.
After all, the cow is still its master, and in Dayan it is still Empress Fu, who crossed the ocean and became a god.
Yan Shiyue was not surprised.
When she jumped onto the round tower, she seemed to know that this would be the outcome.
Only Xiao Tangzhi felt very complicated.
He was still thinking of getting some medicine to attract butterflies and create momentum, but he didn't expect that once she came out, she instantly secured the title of saint... Do you know if God is playing a supporting role?
He suppressed his shock and forced the point: "Master, have you obtained the Saint's inheritance?"
It is spoken in Ryukyuan language.
Yan Shiyue understood, and then she also said in Ryukyu language: "I feel something entering my body..."
After she finished speaking, she wanted to cover her face. What kind of lewd words were these...
But she knew very little Ryukyuan, so if she wanted to convey her ideas without stuttering, she had to make do with what she had.
Fortunately, the drama was not enough if she spoke badly, so she looked down calmly and gave the Ryukyu King an extremely kind look.
Xiao Tangzhi was amazed by this play.
The Ryukyu King also instantly felt the love from his ancestors. With tears streaming down his face, he bowed and said, "Great-grandmother..."
Yan Shiyue: “…”
The King of Ryukyu was really frightened by her.
No, he was completely frightened by this amazing celestial phenomenon. He choked up with real emotion and said, "It is my unfilial children who made my great-grandmother worry about them. I came down to earth to save their lives..."
Very good, this matter is summed up in one sentence.
It is said that the King of Ryukyu has no son, which means he has no heir, but he is dying of tuberculosis, so the Saint Lady descended from heaven to save his life and protect the inheritance of the Ryukyu royal family... Absolutely perfect, no problem!
The ministers were so moved that they cried.
After all, the deterrent power of celestial phenomena on the ancients was really too great, especially when everyone saw with their own eyes that as soon as she jumped onto the tower, a mirage appeared. This was the return of the saint!
Yan Shiyue waited until everyone had finished paying their respects before nodding, nimbly jumping down, and lovingly patting his great-great-grandson's head.
The great-great-grandson cried even harder.
He even wanted to take his own ancestor into the harem, which was simply treasonous!
In short, Yan Shiyue and his group turned the tables and moved into the palace. When these people recovered, Yan Shiyue and his group also made up a lie.
But that was unnecessary because they didn't ask her.
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