Day and night tour

Chapter 14 A good show

"What kind of abilities does Da Nuo have?"

Zhou Xuan is a pragmatist. He doesn't like those empty explanations. He likes specifics.

“Please God!
For the Nuo, a mask is a god.
The higher the level of Da Nuo,
The more masks you can wear,
The more gods you can invite, the more
The rest of the gods and men borrowed the power of God.

And the Great Nuo,
It's the God himself!"

Zhou Lingyi's answer was still vague, such as what kind of cultivation level was required to wear a mask, and what exactly the god that was summoned looked like...

There are too many vague points, making her words seem like empty concepts.

But what can be done?
It has been a hundred years since the last Nuo was born in the Zhou family. Time has diluted the memory, or perhaps, there is no memory.

The inheritance of Da Nuo is passed down through mind-to-mind instruction. After worshiping the ancestral Nuo masks and gaining the recognition of the ancestors, one will be guided into a secret realm.

After entering the secret realm, Da Nuo became very secretive about the secrets in the secret realm and rarely told others about them.

Since others have never entered the secret realm, they naturally cannot get a glimpse of its mysteries.

If the Zhou family wanted to understand Danu, they could only look for clues in the obscure texts in the family notes, or catch a glimpse of Danu from the unofficial historical stories passed down from generation to generation.

"No wonder there are so few successors to Danuo. It's so hidden, who can learn it? We are all family, so be more generous."

Zhou Xuan complained about Nuo's stinginess in front of his ancestor Nuo.

Very brave.

"Ah."

Zhou Lingyi snorted, not quite agreeing with Zhou Xuan's point of view on "family members".

The abilities of a divine person are learned from the gods.
The Yin people learned their skills from evil spirits.

There can be all kinds of relationships between gods and gods, and between evil spirits and ghosts, linking all kinds of strange emotions.

But it is definitely not a "family" relationship, and the emotions connected to it will definitely not be warmth.

"Brother, worship the Nuo mask of our ancestors. Maybe... I mean maybe, you can enter the secret realm of the Great Nuo... Alas... Brother, I haven't finished talking yet, and you've already worshipped? Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhou Xuan bowed so steadily, clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and silently said, "Hello, ancestors. I am the Xuan who loves you."

Anyone who sees this attitude will be amazed at how pious he is.

It's just that he changes his face too quickly.

In the last second he was still complaining about Nuo God, and in the next second he was so eager to gain recognition from his ancestors and inherit the power of Nuo God.

"Sister, it's not that I'm anxious, it's that I want to improve too much!"

"Well... first of all, let's get the direction right."

When Zhou Xuan opened his eyes, he was surprised to see that there was not a single hole on the wall in front of him, and naturally there was no Nuo mask either.

The Nuo mask is on his right hand side.

"It was abrupt and I didn't pay attention to the details."

Zhou Xuan changed direction and worshipped his ancestors devoutly.

This time of worship,
No response,

Just like worshipping the clay idols sitting in the temple,
You worship yours, I sit mine, and we don't interfere with each other.

"Sister, if the ancestors approve me to be the Great Nuo, what will be the sign?"

"The masks would tremble and buzz, and a ray of sunlight would shine in from outside the hall, no matter whether it was late at night or daytime.

The light of heaven repairs the damaged parts of the mask, restoring the glory of our ancestors."

Is it that fancy?

Zhou Xuan looked at the Nuo mask that stood as still as a mountain, and couldn't believe the scene his sister described.

and many more……!
There is movement in the ancestor's Nuo mask.

The charcoal-like mask on the wall seemed to be shaking, like a patient with severe fever and chills, who was fine most of the time but would twitch out of nowhere.

Gradually, the shaking became more and more violent, jumping up and down, and accidentally fell sideways into the hole in the wall.

Even so, the Nuo mask was still twitching, like a fish thrown onto the shore.

"Clap, clap!"

The twitching made a powerful impact sound, and if you listened carefully, it sounded like someone was angry.

The Nuo mask's twitching force was getting stronger and stronger. The fish seemed to be gathering strength and trying to jump into the water to regain its freedom.

at last,

This mask accumulated enough power and suddenly leaped upside down.

The mask has its forehead facing downwards and its mouth facing upwards, standing upright.

In the Jingyu Hall, the faces of several masters who were watching Zhou Xuan worshiping the Nuo mask turned ugly.

The mask was turned upside down, and everyone in the Zhou family knew what this meant.

There was a master who was working seriously. His attention was completely focused on the corpse in front of him and he didn't see this scene. The master next to him poked him gently in the waist, and then the other person "winked and looked at him" to remind him to look back.

Upon taking a look, he discovered that the Nuo mask was upside down. The conscientious master murmured quietly, "It seems that the rumors are true! The Nuo mask is upside down, haha."

Everyone knew it tacitly, and except for a few whispers, everyone just watched coldly.

Zhou's class, there's a good show to watch...

As everyone in the hall waited in silence to watch the show, Zhou Xuan suddenly complained to Zhou Lingyi: "Sister, why are these ancestors still scolding people?"

"Swearing?" Zhou Lingyi was very surprised.

She had worshipped the Nuo masks more than once or twice, and she had never heard her ancestors scolding people through the Nuo masks.

"They said I was unfilial. I was already an adult, but I just wanted to come and pay my respects to them...ah, they still want me to get out? Haha...get out if I want!"

Zhou Xuan was furious.
The quality of the Zhou family’s ancestors was too poor!

"Heh... cough." Zhou Lingyi was amused by the way Zhou Xuan "said the most cowardly words in the harshest tone."

In such a serious occasion as the Nuo mask worship, she couldn't help laughing out loud. Fortunately, as soon as she laughed, she realized her impoliteness, and quickly coughed twice, then covered her mouth and nose with a round fan to hide the embarrassment.

Zhou Xuan snorted and strode out of the hall.

……

Walk out of the hall.
Zhou Xuan sighed. It was a close call. Fortunately he left decisively.

Just now in front of Zhou Lingyi, he lied.

The ancestor did curse people, but the content was completely different from what Zhou Xuan said.

The truth is,
As the charcoal Nuo mask jumped, noisy insults poured into Zhou Xuan's ears.

"He's not a Zhou family boy! He's sneaky."

"The dove takes over the magpie's nest!"

"How can the blood of the Zhou family be used as a wedding dress for others?"

"How dare you! Who are you, little devil? Show your true colors."

Almost all the Nuo masks saw Zhou Xuan's true face.

The chaotic sounds enveloped Zhou Xuan, causing him to lose his mind step by step. Fortunately, the white noise started to work.

“Sha~Sha~Sha.”

The white noise was like an impenetrable wall, and Zhou Xuan and the abusive voices were separated on both sides of the wall.

No one can influence anyone else.

His mind returned to Zhou Xuan's control.

At the moment when his mind was clear, only one thought came to his mind: A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, as the wind will blow him away.

The Nuo masks were cursing so fiercely, if we stayed any longer, who knows what might happen.

But if you want to leave the Quiet Room, you need a reason.

He ran away without saying a word and managed to avoid the Nuo mask incident, but how could Zhou Lingyi get away with it?

My sister is a ruthless person.

The scenes of luring Wu Yun to his death and taking out the ghost baby's heart are still vivid in my mind.

If my sister starts to suspect me, given her methods, it would only be a matter of time before her identity is exposed.

Once she knows that I am a fake brother,

I’m afraid that my fate won’t be much better than Wu Yun and the ghost baby.

Zhou Xuan thought quickly and deliberately told the story of "ancestors cursing people", but he reorganized the content and made his departure seem natural after some interpretation and explanation.

"In the future, don't come to Jingyu Hall as often. It doesn't matter whether you can achieve the great Nuo or not. Your life is more important."

Zhou Xuan is a truly dead person, and dead people want to live more than ordinary people.

……

Zhou Xuan left the Jingyu Hall, but everyone in the hall kept their eyes on the Nuo mask on the wall.

The Nuo mask is turned upside down to convey the will to the people of Zhou Family, usually pointing to some kind of injustice that has been hidden in the Zhou Family.

If the rumors about Zhou Xuan are true, it would be a huge injustice for the Zhou family, and all the Nuo masks would be turned upside down.

There is no way Zhou Lingyi would accept that the Zhou family bloodline was tainted by outsiders, so she would definitely use some means to eliminate the wandering soul in Zhou Xuan's body.

This is the play that everyone wants to see.

Time passed by,

three minutes,
five minutes,
ten minutes,
The scene that everyone expected did not happen. Except for the "charcoal" Nuo mask which was turned upside down, the rest of the Nuo masks were like nails to a chopping board, motionless as a mountain.

gradually,

Everyone became less interested, and their burning gossip hearts gradually cooled down. Fewer and fewer people stared at the Nuo masks, while more and more people focused on their work.

After all, there is no good show to watch.
But also,

The old boss is a great man.
The ancestral tree is a sacred tree that has protected the Zhou family for many years.
The old boss was used as a sacrifice to awaken the ancestral tree that had been dormant for a hundred years. How could something go wrong when summoning the soul?
"These days, I have been blinded by greed. I don't know whose rumors I believed, and I actually doubted the old boss's ability."

This kind of thought spread quickly in the Quiet Room.

The Jingyu Hall was operating as usual. Zhou Lingyi was lying on a chair with her eyes closed, the round fan still placed on her lower abdomen, her right fist clenched on her waist, as if she was holding something.

The masters continued to process the bodies of the six death row prisoners.

It should be preserved when necessary, and it should be fragrant when necessary.
But the masters always felt that the right hands of the six corpses today seemed to be clenched especially tightly, and could not be pried open.

Since I can't break it apart, then I won't break it apart.

They are all death row prisoners, so it's just a matter of slapping a handful of punishment. After the two underworld plays are finished tomorrow, they will be sent to the mountain, that's enough.

……

After working until late at night, the processing of the six bodies came to an end, and all that was left was to wait for the stage makeup artists to dress the bodies and prepare for the afterlife play tomorrow.

It's time to call it a day.

After Lu Mingkun greeted everyone with his fists folded, he smiled and handed each person a small envelope: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."

There were thirty-three Jingguo banknotes in the envelope. It wasn't a lot of money, but it was for good luck.

Everyone took the envelope, thanked Lu Mingkun, and went back to their room to sleep.

"Boss, we are done."

The masters all left, and Zhou Lingyi seemed to have fallen asleep and did not get up.

Lu Kunming was afraid that it would be cold at night, so he reminded him softly.

Zhou Lingyi opened his eyes, looked at the empty Jingyu Hall, pointed at the upside-down Nuo mask that looked like a lump of black charcoal, and said, "Fifth Senior Brother, you go back first. My brother has made our ancestors unhappy. I will speak to them in a good way."

"Ah."

Lu Mingkun left the hall, holding a lantern to light the way, and went back to the house.

As the light of the lantern became increasingly distant, Zhou Lingyi began to smile foolishly.

She has been in charge of the Zhou family for a long time. She is usually cunning and never shows her emotions. Over time, she no longer likes to laugh or get angry. Today was a rare day for her to truly laugh and was truly moved.

And it’s all because of Zhou Xuan.

Thinking of my brother,

Zhou Lingyi smiled again and said to herself, "Brother, you are different from him in many ways, but when you lie, you are like him... um... or not. You are much more interesting when you lie than him."

As for this,
Zhou Lingyi's gaze turned to the Nuo mask on the wall again.

To ordinary people, there was nothing unusual about these Nuo masks, but in Zhou Lingyi's eyes, each mask was tied with an invisible red thread.

There are twenty-seven Nuo masks in the hall, which means there are twenty-seven red threads.

The red thread that tied the Nuo mask stretched out and was first grabbed by Zhou Lingyi's right hand. The end of the thread was then grasped by six corpses.

Zhou Lingyi said to the six bodies, "Everyone is gone. There's no need to worry about it."

Upon hearing this, the six corpses' tightly curled right hands suddenly opened.

Zhou Lingyi also let go, and the red line's originally taut strength disappeared in an instant.

For a while, the sound of "clattering" was heard continuously.

The twenty-seven ancestral Nuo masks in the Jingyu Hall, without the restraints of red strings, all looked like jumping fish.

First it twitches, then it takes advantage of the momentum, and finally it suddenly reverses, without exception.

"Without the six of you helping me, I would have to suffer a lot to keep all these ancestral Nuo masks stable and prevent outsiders from seeing them."

All the Nuo masks were supposed to be turned upside down, but Zhou Lingyi held them down.

Liu Shi acted as a laborer and helped her tighten the line.

Even without the six of them as helpers, Zhou Lingyi could still handle the situation, but it was definitely not as easy as before, and the masters might find out her flaws.

The six corpses are not easy to deal with, and their help is not free.

Their bodies lay flat on their backs, with their arms raised straight up toward the ceiling.

The dead people's hands were not put down, which meant that there was something strange about their death... They wanted to ask Zhou Lingyi for help for their own death.

　Good brothers, happy Mid-Autumn Festival, please collect it

　　
　
(End of this chapter)