History of the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 119 Feng Jun is good-looking·Witch

"Witch, I think praying is our Jiuli tribe's own business. It needs to be done by people with prestige and merit in Baiyue."

"I think, what kind of Fengjun is this..."

"Hehe, hehe..."

"This Zhou person has just come to Baiyue, and when I come to conduct blessings, he is more convincing than him!"

At this time, everyone in Baiyue, even in Gucheng, only knew that there was "Jiuli Yinzi Biao", but they didn't know that it was written by Feng Yun.

Not to mention other places.

It was also when Feng Yun hoped that the witch could teach the language during the sacrifice that the second elder came here with Biao to inform the witch. The decision was made after the witch saw it.

Hearing Leopard Luo's words, the witch seemed not to have heard anything.

A kid can't stop her from making a decision.

but……

"Then this year, let the younger generation preside over the blessings."

The witch made an understatement and revealed this decision that surprised Leopard Luo.

"Witch, it's true!"

Leopard Luo changed his arrogance just now and said with joy on his face.

Except for Leopard Luo, all the young people around, as long as they have some qualifications, gather here.

"Witch, what do you think of me?"

Qibao, who was originally following Baoluo, trotted to the side of the witch. Feng Yun took a step back slightly.

The leopard hurriedly helped the witch and licked his smiling face to please the witch.

The witch smiled and patted the head of the crouching leopard.

He tried to pull the leopard away, but he was already surrounded by young clansmen of all races.

"Fengjun, what's going on?" Li Yue returned after settling down her precious giant tiger, and came to Feng Yun. When she saw some people casting their gazes, she directly took Feng Yun's arm.

surprise.

Is this the intention of King Baiyue to accept Feng Yun as his son-in-law?

"It's a matter of praying for blessings. The witch intends to let the younger generation preside over it." Feng Yun smiled helplessly and slowly took out his arm.

Seeing Feng Yun's slightly unhappy look, the witch had no choice but to pull out her hand, so she smiled to attract the attention of the young people around her and said, "Everyone has a chance."

"You juniors, you can decide who will host the blessing this afternoon. As long as it is approved by the king and the tribal chiefs except the Kuang family."

Sure enough, after the witch said that, almost everyone was vying for the qualification to host blessings.

The witch said to Li Yue, who had no reaction: "Xiao Yue sister, you usually rush to be the first one, why are you a different person today?"

Only then did Li Yue react.

"Can't Mr. Feng participate?"

The witch stepped forward and pulled Li Yue to her side.

"Xiaoyuemei, Fengjun first came to Baiyue. If you are so entangled in front of everyone, others will say that Fengjun is clinging to the king."

After tidying up the silver jewelry in Li Yue's hair, the witch continued: "Originally, I was going to pray for Feng Lord, but Bao's son reminded the old woman."

As she spoke, the witch's voice became louder.

"Fengjun is not from Baiyue. It is already an exception for him to receive blessings. Mother Butterfly will watch, haha."

Feng Yun looked at the witch's words, but felt that she intended to divide these young people.

And he is vaguely hostile to the Bao family.

As expected, the witch said so, and Li Yue stared at the leopard and Luo.

Who doesn’t know the benefits of praying for blessings? Not only can you gain respect, but you may also receive blessings from Mother Butterfly herself!

"This abominable Leopard Luo, I'm not done with him!" Li Yue gritted her teeth, but she was also determined to fight for the blessing position between Feng Yun and Leopard Luo, and to avenge Feng Yun.

"I will preside over the blessing, and I will definitely put Mr. Feng first, so that Mother Butterfly will be the first to see it."

With this in mind, Li Yue casually blended into a group of Baiyue youths who were arguing about how to compete for the qualification to host blessings.

Seeing Li Yue, many people attached themselves to her.

Its momentum is not weaker than that of Leopard and Luo...

Here, the witch took Feng Yun to the main pavilion.

This attic is not big, very simple and elegant, surrounded by the atmosphere of life, simple and unpretentious, but perhaps because it is the residence of a witch, it has its own majesty.

"Master Feng, please." She arranged Feng Yun to sit on the bamboo mat, and the witch said to Yao Nu, who was staring at Feng Yun: "Go and get some clear soup. Although the barrier energy in our mountain forest is weak, there is still some.

Clear soup can eliminate obstructive qi."

After the Yao girl left, the witch said to another Yao girl: "Go and get my scepter for blessing."

"yes."

After the witch sent the people away, she said to Feng Yun: "Don't blame Mr. Feng."

Feng Yun heard this and knew from what had just happened that the witch was not a stupid and timid person. She also had her own plans, so she thought for a moment and said, "Does the witch think that the Bao family is unstable and wants to suppress it?"

After hearing this, the witch smiled appreciatively.

"Fengjun is smart, I really intend to suppress the reputation of the Bao family this time... In the past few years, with the recurrence of King Baiyue's injury, the Bao family's clan leader has become older and older, and the young people below have also grown up. The situation in Baiyue

It’s also becoming more and more turbulent and undercurrent.”

As she said this, she sighed slightly.

"The King of Baiyue is an ambitious king, and he has not changed even now. However, due to the lack of foundation in the land of Baiyue, and the tribes each working on their own side, it is difficult to strengthen Baiyue."

"Maybe Fengjun is his last resort, otherwise he wouldn't think so highly of Fengjun."

Feng Yun smiled lightly: "Why do you talk about fighting? I think after the King of Baiyue, there are brave people who can also lead Baiyue."

The witch smiled again, but still strengthened the relationship between Feng Yun and King Baiyue.

"I won't talk about the future generations, but if King Baiyue was here just now, Lord Feng would definitely be able to pray for blessings. No matter how great the Bao family is, they will not be as big as the king."

With that said, the clear soup has arrived.

Is it tea?

Feng Yun nodded in thanks, and the Yao girl blushed and smiled, reluctant to leave.

When another Yao girl brought the blessing staff, the witch waved them out of the pavilion.

The scepter is made of maple wood and is decorated with a silver ring, which is full of charms.

On the top of the scepter, there is a series of silver rings as decoration.

When the scepter is waved, the silver ring rings, and the jingling bells are pleasant to hear.

"Does the Yao witch sacrifice this staff?"

The scepter represents authority.

"That's not true."

"Ah?" Feng Yun was surprised.

The witch said this, then took off one of the silver rings and motioned to Feng Yun: "Lord Feng, raise your hand."

Feng Yun hesitated slightly, but after thinking about nothing, he stretched out his hand.

"The surname Yao is headed by a female, because Yao uses singing and dancing to channel spirits and is a female sacrifice among witches."

"We have no scepter, only silver rings, which we wear on our hands and feet, and we sing and dance. When God hears our songs, with the power of the silver rings, he will notice our dance, please the gods, and let God

Can listen to our prayers."

The witch put the silver ring on Feng Yun's left hand.

"I only have two of Yao's Nine Silver Yao Rings."

"What do you mean, witch?" Feng Yun looked at the silver ring that shrank on its own and became close to the body, and wondered: "How can you carry the sacrificial object in Yun's hand?"

About to take it off.

But the witch immediately stopped her: "The old woman said that she would ask the Lord of the Winds to pray for blessings, so she naturally kept her promise."

"Besides, how can those boys be as virtuous and good-looking as Mr. Feng... God would only be happy if he saw Mr. Feng!"

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