Great Creator

"Let's go for a walk." Xiao Hua, who was rarely free, began to feel anxious again for no reason, so she decided to go out for a while.

She passed green fields, where many crops grew, some she had seen before in her past life, and some were foreign to her.

It's been six years, Xiaohua thought, our human race has changed a lot, and I don't know many things.

But where did the six lost years go?

Everyone else told Xiao Hua that she died once and was later resurrected by the great ancestor god.

But Xiaohua can't remember what happened after her death.

Is her uneasiness related to the Great Ancestor God?

Unknowingly, Xiaohua walked to the place where the big temple was.

The Great Temple is the largest temple dedicated to the great god of the ancestors. It is located on the top of Fangshan Mountain, a little distance from Xiaohua's home.

She usually only went in during the sacrificial ceremony, and she only went in twice in two months after she came back. One was on the day she came back, and the other was a celebration arranged for her later.

Both times came and went in a hurry, Xiaohua suddenly remembered that she hadn't thanked her ancestors well.

After all, the ancestor god revived her.

If the great ancestor God did not show this miracle, I don't know how Shuzi and his son would cry.

Thinking of this, Xiaohua walked into the temple.

There are many people in the big temple, including wizards and believers.

Some of the believers just came in to worship and then left, while others seemed to make some big vows, spread a mat on the ground, and knelt down with all their bodies on the ground, again and again.

Xiao Hua looked at them curiously. Before Xiao Hua died, the atmosphere of worship in the clan was not so prosperous.

The people around saw Xiao Hua coming, out of respect, they made way for Xiao Hua one after another.

While looking at the devout clansmen around, Xiaohua slowly walked to the statue of the great ancestor god.

The statue here is newly built. Because the people of the clan said that they had hardly seen the great gods of their ancestors in recent years, and they missed them very much, so Shuzi led the whole clan to build these three statues in the big temple.

Xiaohua looked up at the statue.

Sitting right in the middle is the Eastern God Emperor, Great God Dongyao. His idol has thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tough face, and an extremely majestic appearance.

On the left is the God of the West, the God of Xiyuan. Her statue has a gentle face, like a mother.

The one on the right is the God of Fire, the Great God of Lihuo. Her statue is so heroic, she is simply a god of war.

Xiaohua looked at the three gods, but her anxiety still lingered in her heart, and it didn't ease in the slightest because she came to worship the gods.

She looked at the clansmen who were kneeling on the ground and kowtowed.

Is it possible to gain peace of mind by performing such a prostration ceremony?

Xiaohua asked the wizard next to the statue for a cushion, and the wizard happily gave her the biggest one.

Xiao Hua laid out the mat, and then landed on her knees.

As if it wasn't enough, Xiaohua was crying in her heart, something wasn't done right.

She looked at the crowd around her, seeing their expressions of numbness, fanaticism, or anticipation.

What they have in common is a feeling of giving up on themselves and entrusting their hopes to the gods in front of them...

Xiaohua followed suit, knelt down again, bent over, and then buried herself deeply in the cushion.

At that moment, a sense of familiarity that seemed to be buried deep in the blood flowed through her whole body.

This is the feeling!

Xiaohua's whole body was trembling, it was such a feeling that she gave up her persistence and entrusted herself to the unknown gods, no need to worry, no need to be self-reliant, everything was chosen by the gods, and everything was assumed and decided by the gods.

And her ego is already insignificant.

In the end, when Xiaohua came out of the big temple, she was happy.

She no longer has any worries and anxieties, and all negative emotions have been swept away.

Then, she made a decision.

that night.

"What!" Shuzi was so startled that he didn't speak for a long time. After a while, he asked, "Did anyone make things difficult for you?"

Xiaohua shook her head.

Shuzi asked again, "Is that because you are not feeling well, or did Yingzi offend you?"

Takako is the name of the two sons. Xiao Hua still shook her head.

Shuzi slumped on the chair helplessly, "Then why do you insist on leaving home, living in a big temple, and becoming a full-time wizard?"

Xiaohua lowered her head slightly, and said softly, "Because I think that's the most suitable for me."

It was this kind of weak posture that made Shuzi have nothing to do with her. Shuzi tried his best, but he couldn't persuade Xiaohua to change his mind.

In the end, Xiaohua moved to the temple alone.

Her special status made all the clansmen respect her. If she wanted to become a wizard, the clan quickly sent two old wizards to welcome her, and began to teach her everything she should do as a wizard.

The knowledge that a wizard needs to learn is very cumbersome compared to the simple-minded human race at this time, including how to perform rituals, how to wear clothes, how to recite prayers, how to guide the tribe, etc. .

Back then, even with the Great Master Dongyao coming to teach, these wizards had to learn for a long time before they learned it.

But Xiaohua learns it very easily.

Twenty days later, Xiao Hua, dressed as a wizard, officially appeared in the ceremony at the temple.

She walked slowly from one side of the temple to the center, with steady steps and elegant demeanor, and then, when she took the long banner used for the ceremony from an old wizard, she turned her head and faced all the clansmen with dignity At the time, all the people present held their breath.

Xiao Hua, who is dressed in a wizard costume, has changed from the gentle style she had when she was a wife and mother, and her aura has become sacred and solemn.

Her eyes were full of devotion, and her cheeks seemed to emit a halo.

Although standing in the big temple, there is a sense of dislocation far away in the clouds.

As a female, although Xiaohua has to participate in labor from time to time, her figure is definitely not strong, but rather delicate.

However, it was such a woman who should have been considered weak, when her eyes swept over the clansman with a sense of seriousness, they actually felt a sense of being unable to fight against her, and they all lowered their heads.

The entire temple was completely silent by Xiaohua's appearance!

Since then, no one has had any objection to Xiao Hua's leaving the family to become a wizard.

When Xiaohua successfully held the ceremony, Shuzi hid in a corner of the clan by himself.

He didn't go to see Xiao Hua's first appearance as a wizard, so he didn't know that his wife was so brilliant in the ceremony.

His face was stubbled and his face was decadent, as if his bones had been removed, he leaned limply against the wall.

I don't know how long I stayed alone, footsteps sounded outside the house, and after a while, his deputy said at the door:

"Xiaohua is fine now..."

"Get out!" Shuzi roared.

He didn't want to hear it, the better the news, the less he wanted to hear it.

Shuzi didn't understand why the little flower had changed. He knew that it was still his Xiaohua, his real wife, he was not mistaken, he could also feel Xiaohua's affection for him and Yingzi.

In the month since he came back, he has seen everything Xiaohua has done for the family, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must work harder so that his wife will not be so tired one day.

But now, she has dropped everything and left home.

Shuzi couldn't understand her. When Xiaohua left home to live in Damiao, he took advantage of the privilege of the patriarch to go to Xiaohua many times.

"Is there something I did wrong, or wrong, you tell me, I'll change, okay!"

"As long as you can come back, I can let go of everything. I won't come back so late again. I will definitely not make you so tired."

"I don't even have to be the patriarch. As long as you come back..."

However, no matter how much he begged Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua was unwilling to go back.

Even if he brings Yingzi to beg Xiaohua, it won't work.

Xiaohua hugged Takako for a while, then hugged him again, and then insisted:

"I'm not going back. You go."

Shuzi's legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground: "You, can't you let Yingzi and I have a complete family?"

Tears trickled down Xiaohua's cheeks, but she wiped them away and shook her head.

"You don't understand, Shuzi." Xiaohua said.

"I am not because of you, but because that kind of life is not suitable for me."

Xiaohua looked deeply at her ex-husband and said:

"I have found my own way."