Maoshan Taoist priests practice falsehood and become reality

Chapter 174 Aomori Nebuta Festival

Most of the people placed in District 11 originally belonged to the Yamato ethnic group. The Aomori Nebuta Festival is an important festival in the cultural tradition of Yamato people.

Legend has it that the "Nebuta Matsuri" is to drive away the Nebuta that hinders labor in summer, and it also means praying for a good harvest and family safety. It is one of the eleven district firework displays.

"But logically speaking, the Nebuta Festival should be held in early August, and it's already September now."

Seeing that Su Heng was interested in the Aomori Nebuta Festival, Shimada took up the courage to offer his opinion. Since you can't win the favor of your guests with food, try to start from other aspects.

"Does this mean that time is not important, but the ceremony itself is more important?" Su Heng thought.

Shimada Xiaofu's mother, who left during the dinner, came back again. This time, she brought a plate of new food. Two steaming bowls of miso soup, freshly fried mackerel, and white rice, and apologized to Su Heng and Hirata Sakurako:

"If you don't provide good hospitality, you will be offended."

"You're too kind."

In order to prevent the old man from being sad, Su Heng had no choice but to use his chopsticks. He hadn't eaten fish for a long time, and after sprinkling it with lemon juice, it tasted surprisingly good. After eating it, I feel like I have regained my ordinary mind.

This is human fireworks!

Seeing the distinguished guest moving her chopsticks, the old woman's lips raised and she went back and brought three more dishes of the same kind.

The atmosphere was harmonious, and the old woman couldn't help but gossip: "What were you talking about just now? It seems that the Sandman Festival was mentioned."

"Well, we are talking about the Sandman Festival. Our generation is not familiar with these festivals. Mother, you may know more about them."

The old woman shook her head: "I know no more than you. After all, I grew up in the safe zone. Strangely enough, since last year, many places have been advocating cultural revitalization, and many similar festivals have been held again. "

"Cough cough."

"Ah, were you burned?"

"No." Su Heng waved his hand, "Continue to tell me, what's going on with the cultural renaissance?"

"It seems to advocate restoring people's faith and worship of gods. But what's the point of these things? If gods existed, we wouldn't be trapped in a safe zone."

"I remember!" Inoue Iori poked her husband's arm, "Didn't you discuss similar matters with professors from other regions when you were still teaching at Capital University?"

Shimada Xiaoo explained that before moving out of the inner city, he worked as a Chinese teacher at Capital University. Six months ago, he discussed the topic of "cultural revitalization" with other scholars from Districts 1, 4, and 6.

"But that discussion was very strange. It stands to reason that the purpose of the Renaissance was to allow people to regain their faith and draw strength from it. However, many professors focused their attention on the relatively dark and twisted parts of faith culture."

Shimada was deeply impressed. Among them was a scholar named Vincent who was enthusiastic about the crucifixion part of Catholicism and believed that all human beings are born with original sin and that the purpose of life is not to enjoy but to atone for sin.

Vincent said on the spot:

“At dawn, it is not the sun that rises, but our sins.”

In short, that exchange meeting made Shimada Xiaofu physically and mentally uncomfortable. Later, there were more and more similar exchange meetings, and it also had a profound impact on the traditional culture of District 11. For a time, the worship of monsters and evil gods appeared.

"For example, the Aomori Nebuta Festival is originally intended to drive away the Sandman, but the theme of this festival's promotion is to attract the Nebuta, saying that it will bring everyone into a beautiful dreamland. How strange is this!"

This is no longer strange, but weird.

I originally thought that this trip was just to slay demons, but I didn't expect to get so much important information by accident.

"I remember that among the Yamato clan, there is a lot of culture about Onmyoji. Is this part of the culture being revived?"

"No, there is very little information about Onmyoji. The main information is about monsters and eight million gods. Among them, there is a lot of information about Hyakuki Yakou... Well, Kiyohime is also among the Hundred Demons, right? "After analyzing it, Shimada realized something was wrong. Could it be that the appearance of legendary monsters is related to the cultural renaissance promoted by the authorities?

Similarly, after hearing the news, Sakurako Hirata was as shocked as if she had eaten a big melon.

Thinking of the rise of Taoism in Maoshan District 9 and the appearance of cranes and gods one after another, she felt as if she had unknowingly come into contact with the truth about the origin of the world.

She stared intently at Su Heng, who slowly asked for another bowl of miso soup while watching.

The thick soup entered his throat, but Su Heng couldn't taste it.

He didn't dare to say that he was 100% sure, but nine times out of ten, the evil spirit was doing something similar to him.

Is there another Source Point user in this world, and the other party is turning the evil legends of major cultural beliefs into reality?

No, it should have been done, otherwise how could the vast sea of ​​evil spirits appear?

It shouldn't be. The safe zone has been established for sixty years, and the evil spirits appeared earlier. If there really were people with similar abilities, it would have been long enough for the other party to ascend to godhood.

Why wait until now?

"Maybe I'm overthinking it, and everything is just a coincidence."

Brainstorming alone is not enough. Since you can't come up with an answer, you should take action and collect more evidence.

"When will the Aomori Nebuta Festival start?"

"If I remember correctly, it was the night after tomorrow."

"There should be enough time. These charms are left to you and can deal with most crises. If you encounter a particularly bad situation, go to the five-story pagoda, which should be the safest place now. Forget it, Yang Qing, you stay to protect these people ..." Su Heng opened the can of soldiers and horses, released all the rampant soldiers, and seriously told Sakurako Hirata, "Remember, don't act without permission before I come back."

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Go back to District 9."

"what?"

The problem is a bit serious. There is no time for the disciples to develop comfortably. We must speed up.

……

In Aomori Prefecture, near the Nebuta Museum, there is Zenbird Shrine.

There are many light cars parked near the shrine, which are props used in the Nebuta Festival.

After the young girls in miko uniforms have finished their busy work, if you observe a little, you will notice that the girls' bodies can't help but tremble slightly when they pass by the worship hall.

Just because in the worship hall, painful moans could be heard from time to time. A young miko was lying on her side, blood gurgling from the large and small holes in her body.

The holes are constantly increasing, and with each additional hole, a little sparrow will escape. Until the witch's body was hollowed out, a total of hundreds of sparrows were reborn.

These bloody sparrows huddled together in a ball, squirming and combining, finally forming a strange-looking big bird.

The big bird shook its head, shook off the blood on its body, and uttered human words:

"Huh, hatching thirty times is really not easy! Fortunately, it was done before the Night Parade of the Hundred Demons, so it won't delay things. I wonder how Qinghime transformed? Anyway, the Nebuta Festival hasn't started yet, so I just want to go and see..."

The big bird spread its wings and turned into flowing wind and rushed out of the worship hall. All the witches stopped what they were doing and worshiped devoutly.

(End of this chapter)