Chapter 88 The Girl in the Snow-Sleeved Red Dress



Chapter 88 The Girl in the Snow Sleeves and Red Dress

Sitting in the hotel room, the world outside the window is wet. The sound of water falling from the dome forms a small splashing waterfall, washing the streets and buildings underground.

Heshiya hugged the big spider, listened to the rain outside the window, and then turned her eyes to the small memory card on the table beside her. This is what she and Feng Jianxue bought in an old video store in Jielou City yesterday.

After agreeing to help the girl find Chenxiang Street, the two walked to many places and continued to look for ways to enter the underground core area. Later, when they parted temporarily in the evening, Feng Jianxue took the girl to buy this card in an old store.

It contains the celebration scene of the "Liuhuo Festival" twenty years ago.

"Why are you looking for this?" Heshiya asked Feng Jianxue in confusion at the time.

Although he wanted to give some other reasons, under Heshiya's gaze, he finally decided to tell the truth.

"Heshia, don't you think the sword-dancing girl who appeared on stage 20 years ago really looks like you?" After he said this, he handed the memory card to Heshia in a mysterious manner.

"This card can be viewed in immersive mode, and it can also be played like a normal video, but I still suggest that you experience it in immersive mode."

After that, he waved goodbye, and compared with the enthusiastic chat before, he seemed a little more casual.

After that, Heshia found an immersive theater, rented a single room, inserted the card into it, and then the phantom mist crystal slowly filled up, and also took her to the "Liuhuo Festival" 20 years ago.

("Book of Songs·Binfeng·July": "July is the Flowing Fire, September is the Clothes."

At dusk in May of the Xia calendar, Mars is in the middle of the sky, and at dusk in July, the position of the stars gradually descends from the middle of the sky to the west. Later, it was often used to refer to the time when the summer heat gradually subsides and autumn is approaching in July of the lunar calendar.)

The sun was in the sky, and the blue sky was bright.

The sight descended from the sky, and then swooped down to the wilderness with tall buildings with flying eaves.

People wearing tall hats and red belts followed the team and walked slowly forward, forming a red river in the gray and desolate land. They walked through the dry riverbed, the high bridge between the buildings, and the tunnel deep underground, and then gathered at the altar platform surrounded by tall buildings in the center of the city.

Standing by the altar were "divine generals" in bright clothes and colorful armor, and thick incense sticks were inserted on the huge tripod in the center.

The elders held up silk in front and recited the ancient words of prayer to the sky. Then the silk floated in the wind and burned into smoke.

In the team presiding over the sacrifice, Heshia saw a woman who was very similar to herself. She was not very old, about 17 years old, with snow-white sleeves, and the lining of the dress was particularly bright red, attracting people's attention.

Following the elders and predecessors, the girl in the snow-white sleeves and red dress followed closely, without looking sideways, with a dignified beauty.

Then, it was similar to the current incense-raising procession around the city. The girl was seen, surrounded by the "divine generals", getting into the sedan chair with layers of red gauze curtains and sitting down. Then the sedan chair was lifted up and slowly moved forward with the team.

The shadows of people were vague in the layers of red gauze, and the girl's figure was hazy, attracting countless residents to worship from afar. This was a grand ceremony of praying to the gods. When the girl sat in the sedan chair, she no longer represented herself, but was a fake body exercising the five phoenixes' destiny.

In the distant past history, the five "phoenixes" brought knowledge and enlightenment to the world, and from this, everything that later extended to the Eastern Chinese people was also like this. The worship of the five phoenixes became popular in the world, and the inheritance continued, and the incense continued.

The team slowly walked through the city, and the girl in the sedan chair always sat upright, not leaning or tilting. In this way, she could not come out to rest until the night when the sedan chair was parked in the "Xinggong Pavilion". This kind of parade around the city ceremony would last for three days.

Following the recorded video line of sight, Heshia swam towards the girl sitting upright in the sedan chair, and finally saw her face up close after a long time when she got off the sedan chair.

Although she was still a little immature, Heshia was sure that this was her mother when she was young.

Her mother was also so beautiful when she was young. Heshia even felt that she was more beautiful than the 17-year-old Themisia, probably because of her dressing style.

The long black hair behind her head was rolled up like silk, and then coiled into a hairpin. One side was decorated with pearl flowers, and the other side was inserted with a hairpin with a red feather pendant. In the sun, the gems on the hairpin flickered slightly, and the gradient and bright red layered against the black long hair, which was particularly beautiful.

After the procession around the city, the team stopped in front of a towering building, where a platform had been set up.

Nearly a hundred maids holding swords came forward, walked into the sides of the sedan chair, and protected it. Then two of them carefully helped the girl in the snow-sleeved red dress down.

The bell on the high building rang slowly, and the girl in the snow-sleeved red dress walked towards the high platform step by step. When she reached the stage, a maid behind her walked out, knelt beside her, and presented the ancient sword in her hand.

The girl slowly drew out the sword, and its blade was like autumn water, with bright light and water.

The celebration site with hundreds of thousands of people gathered was silent. People held their breath and looked at the peerless girl from afar. Then the sound of the piano slowly sounded. At this moment, every floor of the high building was sitting with musicians waiting for battle, holding in their hands, either piano, flute, silk string, pipa, or drum.

After the gentle prelude, a distant and grand sound of stringed instruments sounded, and the atmosphere gradually rose, and the girl on the high platform also slowly moved.

Her sword dance was slow, but it gave people a sense of no stagnation. Her wide sleeves fluttered slowly under the sky, as if the air had calmed down at this moment.

Although it was very different from her memory, Heshia still saw that this was the sword technique her mother had taught her. However, when her mother used this sword technique at this time, she had a completely different aura, which was particularly generous and gorgeous. There was even a faint illusion that the flow of qi affected the flow of magic power on the scene.

As the girl in the snow-sleeved red dress danced with the sword, the atmosphere on the scene became more and more agile, and her body seemed to become lighter and lighter, and finally even slowly "floated" up.

Yes, without wings or using additional extraordinary abilities, the girl stepped lightly on the ground and her figure jumped up easily and freely, like the flying fairy in the mural. This was due to the change in the environment on the high platform. At this time, if a feather fell from the upstairs, it would also be seen spinning for a long time without falling.

Her figure is graceful, like a phoenix spreading its wings, her sleeves fluttering and her sword shining brightly. As she dances with the sword, her toes gradually step into the air, and the girl's figure stretches like a phoenix between the tall buildings, and like a red fish swimming.

Finally, the music slowly stops, and the girl slowly falls from the air. She stands in place, her fingertips slowly stroke the sword, and her eyes slowly appear behind her sleeves, with a dreamy and beautiful beauty.

Thank you for your rewards, Determination Lettuce, Mo Ming Qi Miao,

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(End of this chapter)

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