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Chapter 4 Supernatural Events

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    At this time, the sun was rising, but a group of people lit up a fire on the river bank and began to perform turtle shell divination by performing magic tricks. Yunyao watched this scene with boredom, waiting for them to finish the dance for the sake of the half-kettle of millet.

    The dance is very primitive, and the inexplicable singing voice from the throat also gives people a strange feeling. Combined with the sound of firewood crackling and exploding, it seems like a ceremony that contains real mysterious power.

    But what do these people do?  Yunyao has lived by the river for twelve years and is used to seeing all kinds of travelers, including civil servants, businessmen, and envoys, but this group of people does not look like that.  If you say it's a civil servant, there are too many people; if you say it's an envoy, it's too polite; if you say it's a businessman, it's too superstitious.  Because the goal of businessmen is to do business and close deals, they must have made fortune-telling before going out, and they cannot bring so many turtle shells with them.  Of course, it may be that Yunyao is so rare. After all, although she has traveled through the world for twelve years, she has not traveled anywhere, so she does not know how vast the Western Zhou Dynasty is.

    It takes time to burn out the cracks in the turtle shell. Yunyao looked at the old bag containing the turtle shell with bored eyes. Although the bag was old, it was very delicate. It was made of multiple materials and was made with exquisite craftsmanship.

    I always feel like there is something in the bag that attracts me.

    "Come on!" Suddenly, a ghostly voice came from Yunyao's ears. Along with the simple and primitive divination song, Yunyao was frightened. She quickly raised her head and looked around, but it was normal. Everything was still the same as before.

    It¡¯s strange. Could it be an auditory hallucination?  Yunyao did hear a distant voice in her ears just now, but there was nothing strange about it in the blue sky and white sun. It must be because these guys who danced with the gods were too weird.  It¡¯s no wonder that many people are deceived by dancing masters. Such unclear things can really easily affect people¡¯s hearts.

    Snap!

    At this moment, a soft sound came, and the delicate cloth bag containing the turtle shell cracked open, and the turtle shell inside fell to the ground.

    Yunyao immediately took a step back to distance herself from the relationship. It was broken by herself and had nothing to do with her.  She found that these people were dancing vigorously and did not notice what was happening.

    But if you didn¡¯t pay attention, you should retreat, lest they accuse you of messing up their turtle shells.

    Dancing and eloquently, with the sun slanting overhead, the noble man in black silk robe finally cracked the turtle shell and began to perform divination based on the cracks to see if it was safe to cross the river.

    " Others also stopped to rest and pack the turtle shells.  They didn't suspect that Yunyao was multi-handed, they just thought that the bag was in disrepair and that was why they were pregnant.

    "Good luck." The noble man said with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, everyone, we can all cross the river safely, the hexagram is a sign of good luck."

    "Then don't wait any longer. Everyone, get ready. Let's cross the river." Yunyao immediately helped everyone get ready: "Put the heavy cargo in the middle to prevent the raft from tipping over."

    There is a good thing these days, that is, everyone listens to the experts, and even the emperor follows what is good.  Therefore, the social division of labor in the Western Zhou Dynasty was quite detailed. Experts in various fields worked on all aspects. Everyone performed their duties and never pretended to understand.

    Nowadays, in the entire Western Zhou Dynasty, the person who least knows how to pretend to understand is probably Yunyao who transformed from time to time.

    ??Everyone was very cooperative. Finally, the noble man told the car driver to go back first, and he boarded the canoe and sat in front of Yunyao.  This is to show respect, the boater must sit in the back and the guests in the front.

    "Start crossing the river." Yunyao slid the paddle and began to sing: "Ahhhh"

    It¡¯s not because Yunyao is in a good mood, but because many people are still afraid, so singing can relieve their nervousness and prevent them from cramping.

    The nobles were all startled, but immediately fell silent after hearing the melody. Music was the most popular literary method in the Western Zhou Dynasty, and everyone from the emperor to the common people were music lovers.

    ?? And what Yunyao sings is future pop music, which is indeed unique. People soaking in the cold river water also relax and forget their fears.

    As soon as Yunyao sang, birds, fish, and animals all came. Birds overhead, animals on the shore, and fish swimming in the water all stopped to listen to her singing. It felt like a concert.

    Others also discovered these anomalies, but were not afraid. They just felt that this was the song of a stranger, and it was real music. Real music should move the world.

    Yunyao is full of energy, but her voice is loud but not restless. Instead, it turns into a power that penetrates the soul.

    "To cross the river, the river flows; to cross the river, don't panic; to cross the river is clever, to make a boat out of wood; to cross the river quickly, to cross the river" If an official collecting poems passes by, Yun Yao's poem  It will definitely get a place in the Three Hundred Poems.

    It is melodious and powerful, and there is no hint of feminine delicacy at all.In the singing of the working people, the canoe has reached the north shore: "You all sit down, and you will come up after I tie the boat."

    The singing stopped and the animals dispersed.

    It was busy again. People who swam ashore went into the hut to light a fire to keep warm, then put on dry clothes and started unloading.

    "How long will it take to go to the capital of Lu?" the nobleman asked.

    "If you drive in a hurry, you can almost arrive at dark." If you don't delay the fortune-telling time, you can arrive before dark.

    After looking at the sky, the noble man decided to continue on his way: "Please go and call the driver."

    It¡¯s simple. Yunyao took out a reed leaf and stood at the door and blew it three times. There was no need to run. When the people in the fief heard the sound, they would naturally know that there were guests who needed a carriage, so they would prepare a carriage to greet them.

    "What kind of musical instrument is this?" The noble man was very curious.

    "This is not a musical instrument, it is a reed leaf. We are connected by this." It just relies on the vibration of the leaves to make sound.

    "magic."

    "Many leaves can make sounds, otherwise the wind would not rustle through the leaves." Yunyao said.

    "I thought the sound of leaves was caused by the collision of leaves, but it turned out that the leaves were blown up by the wind?" The noble was very surprised, but he didn't have much time to discuss music with Yunyao, because the car man came soon, and the noble  Still have to hurry.

    The two variegated horses also belong to the Duke of the country, but they are given to Yunyao to raise. When needed, the country will recruit all the horses and carriages.  Moreover, there are no rewards if you raise them well, but you will be punished if you raise them badly.

    The two horses have been replaced several times, but there have been no accidents and they are very easy to use.

    After loading the goods, getting in the car, and setting off, the noble man saluted Yunyao: "I will definitely pass by here when I come back, and I want to have a chat with Du Niang."

    Yunyao could only say: "Welcome." If others want to come, she can't move away.  However, Yunyao didn't think that these big shots would remember her, and they would definitely forget her in a few days.

    In Yunyao¡¯s view, the nobleman¡¯s promise is not as important as the cauldron of millet he left behind.

    After sending Guiren and his party away, Yunyao began to pack his things. It was getting late, and it was estimated that there would be no other guests today.  At this moment, Yunyao found that there seemed to be something hard in her arms, round and cold, what could it be?

    Yunyao put her hand into the lapel of her clothes and took out the object. When she saw it, her hair stood on end. It turned out to be a palm-sized black turtle shell. No one knew how or when it got into the traveler's clothes.

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