Everywhere you pass, you can feel the devout beliefs of the people and the emotions of the surrounding flowers, plants, animals and plants.
Shen Yangge seems to be staring straight ahead, but his gaze occasionally stays on a certain spot for a short moment.
It took about half a stick of incense to get from the palace to Sacrificial Terrace. In the past, it would have been impossible to reach Sacrificial Terrace without a stick of incense, because there were too many bustling streets in Capital City. Not only locals were walking on the streets, but people from outside were also walking on the streets. Most of them were hauling goods and occupying many streets, making the already crowded streets even more crowded.
Shen Yangge's calves felt numb from sitting on his knees. He was wearing a lot of clothes. He sweated a lot during this journey, but he couldn't raise his hand to wipe it away.
He endured it until Sacrificial Terrace, and he was not allowed to have contact with anyone during the entire process.
Shen Yangge wants to get off the carriage by himself.
It wasn't difficult to go up, but it was a bit unsatisfactory to come down. His calves were numb. He could stand up easily, but he still couldn't walk for a while.
As the carriage stopped, the pedestrians paused, and there was silence all around. Shen Yangge slowly stood up, but his body swayed, but he quickly overcame the numbness in his legs and was about to get off the carriage.
A hand with sharp bones was handed to his eyes. Shen Yangge was stunned. He raised his eyes along the hand and met a pair of familiar eyes.
Today's Crown Prince is wearing a black robe with wide sleeves. The collar and cuffs are made of gold and dark red lines. Dragons and other incomprehensible patterns are carved on it. Her hair is meticulous and she stands straight. On the raised hand, there is a dark green jade finger on the thumb.
If you look closely, you will see that the jade pendant His Highness is wearing today is very similar to his own, but His Highness's one is a bit simple, while the one he wears is more complicated.
Just as he was lost in thought, his hand had subconsciously been placed in Chu Xuanzhen's palm. The other party slowly tightened his grip and led him down step by step. Fortunately, there was no embarrassing incident of his left foot touching his right foot.
Wait, he remembered that Eighth Prince said that he could not be touched by anyone, what about him?
Shen Yangge cast his gaze on someone in the distance. As soon as the person received his gaze, he immediately reacted and nodded to express his approval.
Then demonstrate to him that the meaning of that sentence is actually 'Others cannot touch you, but you can touch others'.
Shen Yangge silently withdrew his gaze. He was led by Chu Xuanzhen through the crowd, walked up the steps step by step, and stood in the middle of Sacrificial Terrace. After he stood still, Chu Xuanzhen let go of his hand. Before letting go, he rubbed the palm of his hand with his thumb.
No matter where he is, no matter what the situation is, he never forgets to tease him.
He calmly retracted his hand, and suddenly, he was locked by a line of sight. The hot line of sight came from the left. He squinted, and after his hand was covered by the sleeves, he clenched his fist slightly and showed a sarcastic disgust towards Chu Xuanzhen.
The scorching gaze stayed for a few seconds and then left quickly. Shen Yangge looked over again and saw that among the people standing looking up to him, there was one missing face.
He sneered secretly.
The sacrificial ceremony kicked off with the beating of drums, and a large group of Daoist priests wearing Daoist robes came up one after another around the rooftop. They all surrounded the rooftop, black and white, twice, as if they were pretending to be Bagua Formation, but if you look closely, it is not exactly the case.
Shen Yangge didn't understand anything when he came into contact with it for the first time. However, after studying for several days, he could still understand certain instructions. Whenever he came to him, he would do whatever he was supposed to do.
Waiting for the people in Daoist robes to throw the talismans like clouds and water, and press them on the four sides of the rooftop.
The weather with clear skies suddenly changed, and dark clouds covered the sky above Capital City. Occasionally, thunder and lightning roared, and the people who were originally peaceful became a little scared.
Some people went home to pack their clothes because it was raining, and ran away in a hurry, but very few people left, and most of them were still standing where they were.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The thunder became louder and louder, and strong winds blew around. There was a cloud of sand and rocks under the rooftop, and the people who were blinded by the sand reached out to cover their eyes.
The child hid in the arms of his parents, but he still couldn't help but look up to the rooftop.
Because the god is standing there.
To children, Shen Yangge standing in the middle of the rooftop is exactly the same as the god they imagined, both in clothing and appearance.
Raindrops fell from the dark clouds, from light rain at the beginning to heavy rain at the end. The people could no longer stand and looked for places to take shelter from the rain. But the buildings around Sacrificial Terrace were crowded with people under or above them. How could there be room for them?
Many old people with bad legs could only sigh and hurried back home, as did those with children.
This heavy rain sent away most of the Capital City people.
Shen Yangge didn't move because someone held an umbrella for him. He looked at the person holding an umbrella for him and realized it was his own animal, so he let him go.
As for the Daoist priests practicing around the rooftop, they put on coir raincoats and continued their actions.
"Boom boom boom"
The wind, rain and thunder were very noticeable below the rooftop, but on the rooftop, especially where I stood, except for the rain, there were no big winds or waves, as if I was in another world.
Chu Xuanzhen seems to have noticed this already, and the umbrella he held has not been moved much since.
The two of them were very close, but not even a hem of their clothes touched. Shen Yangge felt itchy and unbearable. He really wanted to hold his animal's hand, and he really wanted him to pick him up.
Because although the rain did not hit him, it splashed on his shoes and hem when it fell on the ground.
His feet and clothes were all wet.
He was so lost in thought that someone whispered something in his ear, and then he suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the Daoist man in a raincoat.
The Daoist man handed him a sword, and the rain fell on the sword. A strange feeling came to his mind from the sword. He seemed to be attracted by something, so he stretched out his hand and took the sword from the Daoist man's hand.
Then, he slowly dragged the hilt and tip of the sword with both hands and raised it above his head, letting the rainwater slide down the sword to his palm, and then flow into his hands.
In just a short while, Shen Yangge's sleeves were soaked through. Chu Xuanzhen, who was standing next to him holding an umbrella, frowned slightly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Raindrops were ticking on Shen Yangge's fine white hands. At this time, the pouring rain gradually became lighter, becoming a drizzle. Finally, the dark clouds dispersed and the sky became clear again.
To be honest, Shen Yangge was surprised when he saw this ability to change the sky for the first time. After all, he believed that there were no ghosts and gods in this world. The reason why he could change back and forth and was passed down as Divine Dragon was because of the system and tricks.
But this group of people wearing Daoist robes...
The rain stopped, and the people who were hiding from the rain slowly ran out and returned to the rooftop again.