Hanamaru Shrine under construction

Chapter 268

Possessing an artifact is enough to change fate. When he said the hoe, the sound of gasping all around made the farmer a little at a loss. He looked back at his wife and saw that she was holding the child with her face full of tears. Looking at himself with a smile, he immediately said: "Please give me a hoe, my lord."

"Wait! Do you know what you're talking about? That's a magic weapon!" Someone around couldn't help but blurted out.

"I would like to give a thousand pieces of gold to buy an artifact, let's make a sword! Make a Taidao!"

"Still be a vajra. I am a monk. If you help me, you are helping the world!"

"Go away, serve my lord, I will give you an official position, and you will never have to farm again!"

Seeing the first one to speak out, more people followed to persuade. Xianyu didn't stop him this time, and she didn't want the farmer to regret missing the opportunity to make a fortune in the future, and to resent the shrine for not giving him time to choose.

Although crazy because of the artifact, even the warriors of the great nobles in Kyoto did not dare to intimidate and could only put down their bodies to lure them due to the presence of the divine master, but this farmer was quite a firm person. I survived because of the care of the shrine. Although life is not rich, I can barely fill my stomach. I will accept the artifact with gratitude to Lord Ichimokuren, and will not use it for profit. It will be used as a family heirloom , together with this gratitude, will be passed on to my children... that's, that's it."

After the farmer finished speaking, he smiled anxiously under the gaze of all around. He looked at his wife, who was holding the child, and said with a smile: "Our child will also be proud of you."

With the support of his wife, as if all the ridicule and doubts were not important, the farmer said: "Please give me the hoe."

[Can. ]

Receiving a response from the gods in her mind, Xianyu curled her mouth and said, "As you wish." Thinking of the fanatical eyes of those people just now, she urged: "During this time, you and your wife will live in the God's Office. Well, you don’t have to worry about the fields at home.” After a pause, while the farmer and his wife held their breaths and stood up straight, she softened her tone and said, “Even if it’s an artifact forged by the gods, it’s still just a handful. A hoe. I believe that the gods will want it to be useful as a farming tool, not to be shelved in the name of a divine tool."

"Of course, I don't have any other hoes at home." The farmer and his wife laughed together, even the corners of their mouths were similar.At this time, the child who was held by his wife suddenly waved his hands and turned around, and the wife immediately said with expectant eyes: "Your Highness, my child will be one year old in two days. I heard that the shrine has been restored." Example festival..."

"Is it the first birth ceremony? I will hold it for him." Xianyu replied.

"Thank you!" the farmer couple said gratefully.

Usually, only big nobles from Kyoto or Ikkuni Kokushi are eligible to let the shrine master hold the first birthday ceremony in person. Due to the prestige of the immortal maiden, the nobles present had mixed feelings and were somewhat pantomime.If they had known that Master Yu Ji was so talkative, they would have asked, and the first sacrifice was actually cheaper than a farmer.

After the newborn baby is born, it has to go through the rituals of imperial seven nights, palace ginseng, first food, first festival tribute and first birth.Legend has it that the childbirth god will protect the baby for the first seven days, so a sacrifice must be held to thank and send him away. After that, the parents will name the child and enshrine the naming book in the shrine.The so-called palace ginseng is to worship the family god and declare him to be a member of the family.When it comes to hundred days, parents will offer three dishes and one soup to pray for their children to have enough food and clothing. In some areas, small stones are used to pray for strong teeth.As for the first festival, it is the first Children's Day celebrated on March 3 for girls or May 3 for boys.

As a god, Xianyu is mainly held for the children of farmers. It is the first birth of the first year. Early in the morning, the father of the child personally used the grain he had saved for a long time to make a 1.8 kg big rice cake for the ceremony.Although some people let their children step on them to walk, Xianyu didn't want to do this because the rice cakes are food to eat, so she adopted another custom, packing the rice cakes and strapping them on the children's backs, and then Put him on the ground and guide him to walk.

In Japan, there is a saying that children learn to walk early and will leave home soon after they grow up, so there is a folk custom of walking with rice cakes on their backs or stepping on mirror cakes.Seeing the child stumbling, the farmer and his wife smiled foolishly while guarding him nervously.

"Oh, I'm going to fall... catch it!"

"No, my husband, the metaphor of falling is good."

"That's right! Then let him fall again..."

The conversation between the couple made Xianyu couldn't help laughing. She stood aside and watched the little guy complete the ceremony with a grin and a smirk accompanied by his parents. She didn't realize that it was because of his father that he fell twice in a row. Second-rate.After the ceremony, amidst the thanks of the couple, Xianyu walked up to the little guy, stretched out her arms and hugged him. She raised her hand, and took a piece of golden thread from the sun to wrap it around his wrist. , and leaned over to kiss the back of the soft little hand.

"Does Yu Ji miss the little general?" After the couple left, San Riyue leaned on the load-bearing pillar and said slowly.

"Some..." Xianyu didn't deny it.

"Well, if you don't want to disturb him and hold back your thoughts, you might as well use your free time to go to Xiguo to see it yourself." San Riyue straightened up, and when she walked to Xianyu, she raised her hand to ruffle her hair and said : "You have to ask yourself yourself before you can rest assured. Some unsatisfactory things can be resolved as soon as possible."

"You have the ability to read minds, right?" Xian Yu followed his footsteps, tugging at his sleeve and asked.Otherwise, how could he always guess what she was thinking.

"Hahaha, it's a pity that I don't have the skills of Prince Ye." San Riyue gave her a sideways look, and slowed down her pace following her pull.

The shrine's first summer festival was undoubtedly a success. It not only gained fame among the grassroots and nobles through activities and artifacts, but also unexpectedly attracted many craftsmen to relocate their families to the foot of Mount Iga.Gradually, this once poor and remote village has become a world-famous village of blacksmiths.

Although the Heian era has not yet come to an end, the contradiction between the Genpei family has begun to emerge, and history is moving in the established direction.When the Muromachi shogunate is established a hundred years later, the warlords will completely replace the centralized Heian Dynasty. In that period when cold weapons dominated the battlefield and the country, one can imagine how much attention the artisan village at the foot of Iga Mountain will receive.But those people will soon realize that under the protection of the shrine, even if the outside world continues to be bloody, it will be difficult to affect the lives of the residents at the foot of the mountain.

Those are things for the future, and it is still too early to say, although with the fascinating nature of this article, the next chapter may directly go to the Warring States Period.But for a while, the stupid witch obviously didn't think so much. She was squatting under the tree holding the broken sword in a daze, with a layer of fallen leaves and petals piled on her head.The white-haired cat sat next to her and rubbed her chin with her body, Xian Yu subconsciously tilted her body up and rubbed back.

The joy of the success of the summer festival could not erase the loss caused by the departure of Baoxian and Qingming. After the two left, Xianyu became depressed and spent half of the day in a daze.The imperial techu came over with a fruit plate, reached out and patted the fallen leaves off her head, bent down and shouted: "Do you want to eat melons, little fish witch? I'll give you a big one."

"Ah?" Xianyu raised his face in a daze, then nodded, took the watermelon just taken out of the river from the hand of the imperial hand, and opened his mouth to gnaw expressionlessly.

Standing in the distance, Xiao Ye lowered her eyebrows worriedly, looked at him in dismay, and sighed, "I'm not at all." Seeing his younger brother worrying, Zong San had no choice but Jiang Xue said, "Because I understand, parting It may become a farewell, so it takes more time to digest." When he said this [comfort], Xiao Ye and Luan were even more disappointed.

"Your Excellency Fengshen is not here either." Xiaohumaru said sadly.

"After accepting the commission of forging the hoe, I left. Even if it is just a farm tool for ordinary people, this person is just as attentive." Hachisuhe Huche praised.

"It's moving." Qing Jiang pointed to the fish path under the tree.

Everyone looked around after hearing the reputation, and saw Xianyu, who was still in a daze, suddenly stood up, put the melon rind in her hand aside, and left the God's Realm with an indifferent expression.Changing from her harmless appearance when she was just eating melons, she became serious like a father. Sensing that something was wrong, the Fusangshen, who were still onlookers, also got up and left the God Realm with her.

In front of the torii gate of the shrine, there were screams and cries, believers fled in all directions, and messy debris was scattered all over the place.The men in black suddenly appeared and disturbed the tranquility of the shrine. The long knives in their hands were placed on the necks of the one-year-old children. Their eyes were red and they said: "Hand over the artifact! Otherwise, your son's head will fall to the ground!"

"Lord God hasn't given me the artifact yet, I will give it to you when I get it! I beg you to let our child go!"

The farmer couple kept saluting and pleading, but they waited outside the shrine for a long time, and the man in black who finally managed to watch the couple go out refused to believe it. They said fiercely: "If you didn't have the magic weapon, how could you leave the shrine!" They Originally a bandit, he took money from the nobles to snatch the artifact, but he squatted outside the shrine for a long time to no avail.These days they have also seen clearly that the god master has not appeared since the summer festival, they snatched the treasure and ran away, and no one will be able to catch it at that time!

Seeing the couple's stubborn mouth, the man in black raised his knife and swung it down, wanting to teach them a lesson: "I think you are dishonest, I thought I was joking—"

The long knife swung down, the blade was like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, and the gold thread wrapped around the wrist scattered and covered the child's body at the same time.At the same moment, a hand appeared under the blade, lightly receiving the falling force, Xianyu hugged the child back with one hand, stretched out his foot and directly kicked the leader in black down the path.

"The God Lord has appeared, run!" The man in black who rolled down the path shouted and turned his head to flee, but he found that his body was uncontrollably retreating in the opposite direction.He turned his head in horror, facing Shang Xianyu's condescending indifferent gaze, begging for mercy: "Lord God Lord! Forgive us, we just acted impulsively..."

"It's about taking money to do things." Xianyu said.

"No, no, no! No money was collected, we were the ones..." Offending the nobles would be worse than death, the man in black hurriedly denied.

Xianyu looked at him silently, many voices were transmitted to her ears through the wind.

[The shrine master of Iga Myojin is not as loud as outside, she is just an old monster, you see she doesn't come out of the shrine very often! ]

[That person is a kind god, and it won't hurt if he gets caught. ]

[No one knows you, run away after finishing, who will know whose hands the artifact falls into. ]

[You were supposed to be beheaded, this is the only chance... that is not something common people can have, bring the artifact to me! ! ]

Xianyu opened his half-closed eyes, raised his hand and grabbed at the void, and a fat and round man appeared in front of everyone out of thin air across the distance of two cities.The man in black who had refused to admit it immediately shut his mouth, while the man caught by Xian Yu shook his fat and said, "This, this is not..."

Too lazy to listen to his sophistry, Xian Yu let go of the man's clothes, turned to his neck and waved lightly, the bright red blood sprinkled down with the rolling head like a fan unfolding, staining the man's neck red. A path toward the gods.The kneeling ground was soaked in blood, the man in black lowered his head, looked at the wet knees, and lost his words.

In the wind, there are no secrets.

The road in front of the torii gate was blood-red, and the priestess stood on top without a single drop of filth.

"Ji-jun." Yuan Zhencheng's old voice sounded, and at this time the torii gate was already surrounded by warriors.

"Send it to the county secretary." After Xianyu finished speaking, he turned his head and went back to the shrine.

This time, the idiots should be able to correct their attitudes.

The author has something to say: Although I pretend to be x, I have wanted to do this for a long time.

If it were any other shrine, such a thing would not happen at all, but everyone knows that Ichimokulian is a gentle god who is willing to sacrifice his eyes for human beings, and they all hold the attitude that even if I do it, nothing will happen.

Xianyu was simmering with anger, also considering what the shrine might face after she fell into a deep sleep, so she simply killed people to gain power.