Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 459 Acacia

Dusk and dawn are the alternation of yin and yang.

The girl was dancing with the spear, the air was so quiet, but Ji Jiashu knew that her aura was still rising steadily.

At the last sound, Ji Jiashu’s flute sound was almost out of touch. This was the first time when he was unable to catch his breath after playing the flute for so many years. He gritted his teeth and tried to support it. , Suddenly a gust of breeze blew and helped him.

Ji Jiashu was stunned, and blew the last flute sound, but even so, he almost couldn't catch it, but then there was a thud.

The long dagger in the girl's hand hit the ground, making a final sound of gold and stone.

Picked up the last note.

It was very quiet on the altar.

Ji Jiashu lowered his hand from his lips. He didn't want to break the tranquility. He panted silently and stared blankly at the girl in the center of the altar not far away.

The aura on her body was extremely peaceful, and the look she looked at at Changge in her hand was also extremely tranquil, as if looking at an old friend.

All this seems to be over, but people don't want to believe that it is over.

There was no sound from under the altar for a long time.

"Is it over?" Ji Jiashu didn't know how long it took until a low voice from the crowd came from Ji Jiashu's ear. He took a breath and looked at the absent-minded musicians around him, bowing to put away his flute, but the next moment his figure suddenly appeared. Stiff in mid-air.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the figure of the girl standing quietly on the altar leaning on a sword, and his heart skipped a beat.

That figure seemed to be quietly waiting for something.

And right now.

"Look!"

"it's dark!"

"what is that?!"

Amidst the screams from the crowd, Ji Jiashu leaned over slightly and remained motionless, his heart beating like a drum.

When the real behemoth approaches, there is no sound.

For some reason, he heard the faint words of that man when he asked his father what a real god was when he was young.

No sound.

"But...how is this possible?"

The next moment, Ji Jiashu heard the hoarse voice of a high-level practitioner in the torrent of noisy voices around him.

On the high platform, Jiang Yuanyuan opened his eyes wide, looking at the figure of Mr. Mengyang standing up in astonishment.

"how can that be possible?"

The girl's sacrificial dance won everyone's hearts, and made everyone make the same mistake as when Ji Jiashu played for Nanchu, that is, they were immersed in the sacrificial dance and forgot about summoning the gods.

But for the former Qin Dynasty, this forgetting is not a problem.

Because in the former Qin Dynasty, there was no way to recruit gods.

So even if some people have already reacted at this time, they relax after being shocked.

But at this moment, the sky that was supposed to be getting dark gradually turned pitch black at some point.

"what is this?"

The guards beside the altar frantically lit the torches, but only showed the panicked and confused faces of the people.

On the high platform, Mr. Mengyang watched all this quietly, they should panic, because such a scene has not appeared in front of everyone for nearly ten years.

But even if he had seen it, he never thought that it would be the former Qin people who brought this scene until his death.And he didn't expect to see this one again in the sky above Nanchu.

"I heard that it seemed to wake up in Yunmengze before, but I didn't expect it to be true?" Jiang Yuanyuan heard the old man beside him murmuring.

Who?Jiang Yuanyuan was shocked.

"It's just that Mo'er is in seclusion, no...is that why you dare to come here?" The old man smiled dryly and lowered his head.

"It's been hidden for so many years, why did it appear at this time?"

And the next moment a sound like a bell resounded in the ears of everyone under the altar.

"Practitioners and ordinary people who are ranked sixth on the altar and below fifth on the altar close their eyes! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

"Close your eyes?" People shuddered all over, and those who were not in the realm immediately closed their eyes under the coercion of the heavenly ranks, but even so, the chill still ran up everyone's spine.

This was the last battle of the Grand Ceremony, but it was also the first time that the chief examiner Li Mengyang issued such a ban.

Even when the True God of Southern Chu descended, Mr. Mengyang did not give such a warning.

So... what is all this, what is going on?
And at this moment, someone remembered the joke someone said before the game started.

"I heard that my uncle once saw the coming of a true god!"

"I heard it was completely dark at that time!"

It was completely dark.

Under the pitch-black sky, the only practitioners who could keep their eyes open were the fifth and above practitioners whose eyes were bleeding, but kept their eyes wide open.

Someone's lips trembled and spit out those two words.

"Really...God?"

God!

Unlike the time in Nanchu, it wasn't just the arrival of the three-point breath of the true god. Under the endless black clouds, Ji Jiashu opened his eyes wide, watching a huge black shadow hovering behind the clouds.

It was a figure he had only seen in pictures in books.

His teeth chattered for a moment.

There is a name in his heart that he has been calling for a long time at night, but has been unable to speak out.

A drop of blood dripped from the corner of his eye, and he finally called out the name of the god.

"Teng...snake."

"Teng Snake God!"

The former Qin teenagers who were still crouching on the altar were blocked by the large formation on the altar, and practitioners of the sixth rank could still open their eyes. Under the cold front, Ying Xun stared blankly at the dark sky.

A wind blew up on the quiet high platform, blowing the girl's skirt.

With a snap, the Changge in Ying Baoyue's hand fell to the ground.

Ji Jiashu stared blankly at the center of the altar, watching the girl looking up at the sky, stretching out her arms as if she was about to embrace something.

His eyes widened.

And in this very moment.

A drop of tear seemed to drop from the sky, turning into a faint beam of light, and in the faint halo, he seemed to see a woman in black descending slowly from the sky in a trance, leaning down and caressing the girl's chest. face.

"You came."

A woman's moan came from next to his ear.

"You let me see her again, why wouldn't I come?"

"At that moment, I really thought it was her who came back."

"Sorry, it's not her, it's just me."

He heard the girl call out, "Teng Snake."

Teng snake.

Exactly the same tone.

"who are you?"

"You can call me Teng Snake."

He heard the strange voice of that strange woman under the starry sky, among the fireflies, and within the tree trunk.

"You can call me, Teng Snake."

The former Qin Heqin's princess.

Suddenly came the engagement.

Contacts that ended abruptly.

A psychic girl.

"I've heard it once before, you play very well."

There is also a girl who has heard him play the Nine Songs.

Also, the girl who was mistaken by him as the avatar of the god.

It was you.

Ji Jiashu spoke softly in his heart.

Everything turns into an answer.

Countless memories flooded into his mind in an instant.

But at this moment, people's exclamations came from his ears one after another, and this earth-shattering miracle filled the world.

Not everyone could see the figure of the woman in black, but the practitioners who were sober at the moment all saw the black shadow entrenched behind the dark clouds.

The giant snake is entrenched, so clearly showing the identity of the god.

The god of the former Qin Dynasty, Teng Snake.

All of this is a miracle that can never happen. Ten years later, in the final round of the ceremony of the initial stage ceremony, a country summoned the true god again, and it was indeed a complete and complete god.

The Teng Snake God, who had disappeared in the eyes of everyone, returned to the world.

After that unprecedented martial dance, that woman summoned a real god.

Who would have expected, and who would have imagined, to see such a scene, to see such a dance, to see a real god.

People were immersed in unspeakable shock.

However, Ji Jiashu just quietly looked at the girl in the center of the altar who was holding hands with the woman in black.

Her dance, from beginning to end, carries unspeakable thoughts.

And at this moment he understood.

It was you.

The former eldest princess of Qin, Ying Baoyue.

The encounter on the southern Chu border turned out to be not their first encounter.

The woman who spoke in the tree with whom he talked at night under the starry sky, the woman who he thought he would never see again and wanted to bid farewell to Shao Si Ming's music.

Amidst the crowd's exclamation and the sound of wind and rain, Ji Jiashu looked at the figure of the woman on the stage and spoke quietly in his heart.

It was you.

……

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　Congratulations to Ying Baoyue for falling off the horse again.

　　The foreshadowing of Jiachuyu in the first volume is finally revealed.

　　It's okay, I get used to the vest falling too much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)