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Chapter 49: Uninvited

The mood when I returned to my residence was extremely heavy, and even Bai Ya, who was always indifferent to the love between his children, remained silent.

The mother of the country explained everything that needed to be said, including the monarch's heart ailment. When she first told what it was, several people felt unbelievable because the statement sounded inexplicable. But she explained it very sincerely,

There was no trace of lies, so they had to believe it. Unless she and the forces behind her were masters of lying and made up stories to deceive outsiders like them. But what benefits would they gain from this? The four of them would

No doubt.

No matter where the monarch spends the night, there are nine candles carried by his cronies. The colors of the candles are slightly different, and they are not consistent in height, height, fatness, and thinness, but they burn out almost at the same time. These small differences are important signs to distinguish them.

Before he falls asleep, he must follow certain instructions himself

He lit them in order. A quarter of an hour later, he closed his eyes and went to the dream world. If he was woken up, he would light it again. Now he does it by himself, in the past there was a special attendant. But one day, a

The sloppy guy got the order wrong. When the king woke up, he was furious and dragged him out and beheaded him.

The mother of the country said that he was a wise king, at least he never took human life lightly. But that time people were afraid and she told him. The king angrily yelled at her, "You know nothing" and walked away. But

No matter what he said, he still listened to what the mother of the country said, and he didn't let anyone else come after that. There must be a special secret about candles.

, but he never told anyone. Apart from its appearance, people only know that it has fragrance. Maybe the order in which the fragrance is emitted will affect the proportion, and then affect his sleep or dreams? Everyone has no way of knowing, only that candles are the gods of fragrance.

When the master gives it to him, when he uses it up, he should respectfully kowtow three times and go to pick it up with a gift.

Only when the monarch fell asleep did he feel that he had returned to the real world. In that world were his hardworking parents, kind grandparents, and his loving brothers and sisters. And he was still the "

"Idle and idle" handsome young man. The mother of the country has heard his description of "dreams" countless times, and what he has experienced in the so-called reality. For him

As far as becoming the king of Xiangji Kingdom and meeting the leader of Xiangyin Sect were all a dream, including his beloved mother of the country, they were all fake. In this illusory dream, he reviewed official documents, cared for the people,

Standing high above thousands of people and looking down at all living beings. It is rare for him to fulfill his duties in a dream. After this addiction, he has to go back to the ordinary, boring but "real" "reality".

The king said that the mother-in-law looked very much like his youngest sister, but she was even more beautiful. How could such a young beauty fall in love with a poor boy in reality? This must be a dream, and it didn’t go away. Sometimes because he thought it was a dream,

He doesn't want to deal with that

At this time, the mother of the country had to coax him softly and let him maintain the operation of this small country. Although in the land of Xiangyin Sect's sovereignty, all this was just a formality. He did not really

The right to speak, but he doesn't care.

"It's really evil."

"Isn't it?"

After returning home, Bai Ya said something like this. Qi Huan probably knew what he was talking about, and he echoed it like this. Rather, no matter what happened, it was strange from beginning to end.

However, other people never spoke again. Except for the two girls who murmured twice about other trivial matters. The medicine Matsukawa Yang gave to the wine was really strong. They all lay down and heard the news from the hospital. There was the sound of guards moving inside. Although there was not much communication, at least they already knew what to do the next day.

Go and meet the leader of the Xiangyin Sect, the God of Fragrance Gandharva.

The Mother of the Nation had already told them the method, but she warned a few people not to tell the leader that it was the Mother of the Nation who leaked it to them. Although this method is almost a secret known to everyone in Xiangji Kingdom, this method is very effective for people with different abilities. Believers and non-believers have done a good job of keeping secrets. This alone is enough to reveal something unusual. She said that they can't tell the incense god that someone else told them. Who is that person? If you don't tell them, One, two, three, they and many other believers who are disliked will be in bad luck.

Therefore, just let Liu Shenghan say that she figured it out by herself. As for how to convince the leader that she has this ability, Liu Shenghan is quite confident.

They slept until noon. It was not until someone brought food that they woke up in a daze. After the meal, they made a brief plan and then went out.

Xiangji Kingdom is very knowledgeable about burning incense. If the city lords of some city-states are believers, they will order people to build shrines in the streets and alleys. It does not need to be exquisite and luxurious, even if it is just a meaning. In Xiangji Kingdom, although There is no shrine, but you can see an incense burner not far away. Of course, this incense burner is much larger than the believer's hand burner. It is usually made of bamboo or wood, and the porous structure can absorb the aroma more easily. When they came to Xiangji Kingdom, they could occasionally smell the fragrant scent. The smells were not the same, most of them were bland, maybe they were too far away. The drifting becomes lighter.

However, after this period of time, they all felt that not only their clothes, but also their hair also had a strange fragrance.

See the God of Incense has a specific time, and only believers with a certain status can see the leader. But the date is not the key to "whether the door can be opened or not." If you insist on going in, you can get in no matter what, but only for believers who have time Restrictions. It’s okay, go now to save too many people and make it difficult to talk.

Those incense burners that look like shrines are the "doors" to the temple of the God of Incense. It is called the Xiangyuan. The door is open only on the first and fifteenth day of each month, and between the hours of Xu and midnight of the same day. It will open. It is said that it is the moment when the epiphyllum blooms, which is a bit short-lived. The spices given to them by the mother of the country also have the ingredients of epiphyllum.

It was already dark, so they specially found a remote shrine. The spices were very special, and many of the ingredients were native to Xiangji Country. They burned the spices in the shrine and recited a set of incantations. If several people visited together , you should tie a rope woven with vanilla on your hand, otherwise something bad will happen. In the aroma, people will fall asleep. At that time, you will enter the fragrant garden like a castle in the air with your body. .

When he finally checked the herbs on his wrist, Qi Huan had a serious face. Liu Shenghan noticed it and asked him what was going on. He shook his head and just said that he didn't want to mention it, it was an annoying thing at the beach. Bai Ya and Jun Aoyan seemed inaudible. Don't turn your head.

The incantation was smelly and long. They couldn't get a piece of paper to write it down, so they just memorized it roughly. Fortunately, Qi Huan had a good memory and kept repeating it to them patiently. Bai Ya seriously doubted those parts involving praise. They are all imaginary, and only those rare parts that they cannot understand by listening to the sounds are real and effective. In fact, many syllables do not have these words in their cognition.

The aroma filled the air from the small stove in the shrine, and the faint smoke made the dark scene in front of them even more hazy. The four of them sat in a circle around the shrine, and no one showed any signs of sleepiness. The surroundings were quiet, with the occasional buzz of insects.

Is this method really effective? Bai Ya wondered secretly. The mother of the country should have no reason to lie to them, but she helped them so much and didn't ask for anything in return. After all, they couldn't confront the king head-on, let alone He got into a fight with the Gandharvas as soon as he came up. Although he was straight-tempered, he was not impulsive. In the end, he still had to outsmart him, which was really troublesome. But even if the Xiangyin Sect's status in the country was ruined, How to restore the monarch and make him believe the truth? It's not that he doesn't help, but the relationship is too complicated. If he can't do it, it will be a waste of the favor of the mother of the country. Bai Ya doesn't like to owe favors.

After thinking about it, he and his friends appeared in front of a courtyard. The exquisite hollow wooden door was wrapped with colorful flowers, all glowing and fragrant. The flower vines stretched to the long fences on both sides, and the glowing flower rings The night was no longer monotonous and dark. The direction of the fence was straight, with no end in sight, extending into the diffuse milky white mist. This mist was the same as the one under their feet, and it was cold and cold around their ankles, not making people sick. Cold. Standing here is like standing on a vast sea of ​​clouds.

The wooden door suddenly opened to them, and what they saw was another wonderful world. The moment they stepped into the courtyard, the sweet sound of music flowed into their ears, adding to the magnificence of everything. Strings, wind instruments, and percussion instruments The timbres cooperate with each other, as if they have been rehearsed thousands of times and are smooth and natural. There are many people playing the instruments, and they all do not look like ordinary people. Most of them are women in human form, and they are beautiful and fragrant, as if they have stepped down from the murals. The rest are They have the bodies of cows, horses, birds and other animals, but they all have human heads. They perform their own duties, and their bodies are light. They move in front of them as if they are riding on the wind. Some people occasionally pass by them and even touch them. Touching their faces, scratching their hair, and teasing them a little bit. Bai Ya was a little irritable.

None of them were surprised by this. There was a palace-like building in the courtyard, and behind the building was a huge mountain of treasures, studded with all kinds of gems, gold and silver, which glowed in the dark and made people dizzy. Eyes. After walking a few steps, they came to the building. The building had no door, and there were smooth masonry extending inwards on the ground.

Although speaking at this time seemed to spoil the artistic conception, Qi Huan couldn't help but said:

"...Um, do any of you still remember how we got here?"

"It seems like he suddenly appeared here." Jun Aoyan said, "But... I don't seem to feel anything wrong."

Liu Shenghan summarized it as "like a dream". In fact, that's what it really means.

After they stepped inside the building, the music suddenly changed completely, without any excess, and the sounds outside completely disappeared. Compared with the imposing feeling before, it was now slightly cleaner and more melodious, with the sound of the flute Lord.

The people here are more like human beings. They are still handsome and beautiful, but they are more disciplined than those outside the palace. They line up on both sides, with their eyes lowered and their eyebrows lowered. The carved beams and painted buildings, bricks and jade tiles here are magnificent, even the people of Xiangji Kingdom

The palace is not even half as beautiful as it is.

A handsome man sat on a jeweled throne, wearing a shiny black octagonal crown. He opened his eyes slightly, but turned a blind eye to them.

He was playing a slender jade flute.


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