Day and night tour

Chapter 101: The Birth of the Nuo God
The tour started smoothly.
Except for the people carrying the coffin and the spirit body, the rest of the people put on Nuo masks and colorful costumes and paraded in the streets.

Their steps were the same as those of the witch tribe during sacrifices, revealing a sense of wildness and weirdness.

Four senior brothers each held up one corner of the coffin, and the remaining ten or so masters held up the remaining wooden arms of the coffin.

As they walked, the coffin swayed slightly, so much so that they did not notice Zhou Xuan's body shaking inside the coffin.

Zhou Lingyi held a paper banner for Zhou Xuan and led the way to the ancestral tomb.

Usually the eldest son is the one to beat the flag, but Zhou Xuan is alone except for his sister and cannot follow too many normal etiquettes.

The actors from Zhou's troupe set the mood. They were walking forward and then suddenly lowered their heads like a leopard looking for food and slammed the Nuo masks towards the children who were watching the ceremony on the roadside. The children were so scared that they screamed and hid behind their parents, which made passers-by laugh and the children laughed along.

The Nuo parade is not a sad funeral. Every inch of the street it passes through is meant to make passersby happy and enjoyable.

These sincere joys accompany the deceased to their burial place.

Xu Li sprinkled paper money into the sky, and every time he looked up, he could see a white lantern hanging in the sky about ten meters high.

There is a feather arrow painted on the pattern of this lantern.

Yuan Buyu, holding his apprentice's photo, looked at the lanterns in the sky and said to Zhou Lingyi, "It's just a Nuo performance, why is the Sun God targeting us?"

Zhou Lingyi, who was looking at the road, hardly looked up at the sky. After hearing what Yuan Buyu said, he looked up and said, "I don't know. This lantern is not an ordinary day god. It belongs to Lord Jian, whose real name is Teng Jian."

Yuan Buyu had been in the Zhou family for many years. He had already guessed Zhou Lingyi's true identity and did not hide it. He asked, "Do you have an adult in the God Tour Division?"

"Not many, just two. Lord Jian is in charge of the day-roaming gods of Pingshui Prefecture, and is called the Day-roaming God. Lord Jiu is in charge of the night-roaming gods of Pingshui Prefecture, and is called the Night-roaming God. Lord Jian rarely patrols, and no one knows why he showed up today."

"Who cares? Just don't mess up my apprentice's funeral. Otherwise, I don't care what kind of person he is..."

After Yuan Buyu realized the seventh incense, although the incense's popularity was unstable, his behavior became much more domineering.

"Master Zhou, after my apprentice's funeral, do you really want Nuo Mask to devour your Nuo God's power?" Yuan Buyu expressed his concern for Zhou Lingyi.

"I can't escape. Even if I flee to the ends of the earth, the power of the Nuo God will always be connected to the Nuo Mask."

Zhou Lingyi didn't take it seriously and said to Yuan Buyu, "It doesn't matter if I'm gone or become a useless person. I'll just start a new life and stop managing the Zhou Clan. I'm tired of it after all these years."

After Zhou Xuan's death, Zhou Lingyi felt even more tired, as there was no one to talk to.

"The Zhou family doesn't recognize me, so I will return the things they gave me, and from now on, we will part ways."

"I don't think so. After my apprentice's funeral, those Nuo masks will no longer be needed. I will smash them all. Without them, no one will be able to bully you."

Yuan Buyu wanted to stand up for Zhou Lingyi, but Zhou Lingyi didn't want Old Yuan to wade into this muddy water: "You can't smash it. We are all people who worship gods in the underworld. We all understand that the roots of the hall cannot be dug up."

Behind every hall, there are connections between the White Walkers and the gods.

If it is just an ordinary feud, the White Walkers and the gods will not pay too much attention to it, but if something happens to cut off the roots, the White Walkers and the gods will intervene.

If it's some small gangs, and the White Walkers behind them are not powerful enough, then even if he shows up, he will not be a match for a great god like Yuan Buyu, so there's no need to be afraid.

Although the Zhou family is not large in number, the Nuo god behind them is definitely not something that can be matched by seven incense sticks.

"I smashed the Nuo mask, it's just a family matter, the Nuo God will turn a blind eye. If you smash one side, it's just revenge, it's not a big deal. If you smash all of them, it will be a big trouble."

Yuan Buyu sighed, this was indeed the truth.

"These old Nuo masks are lucky to have a good owner."

……

The Nuo procession was getting closer and closer to the ancestral tomb, and there were no more passers-by watching the ceremony.

The Zhou family's ancestral tomb is a Feng Shui treasure land. There is a river in front of the tomb. The river is more than 20 meters wide and there is no bridge, so people need to use boats to cross the river.

When the group stood on the other side of the Zufen River, there was no boat in front of the river.

"Big Brother, where's the boat?"

"We have an appointment, why haven't you come yet?"

Yu Zhengyuan took an apprentice with him and went along the river to look for the boatman. He felt annoyed as he walked: "I should have found someone to watch over this place. This boatman is really unreliable. Don't delay Xuanzi's burial."

Since the boat was not there, everyone could only put the coffin to rest.

At this time, Zhou Xuan's body in the coffin was calm, and his wounds had all healed.

Lord Jian’s white lantern was still hanging above everyone’s heads.

The funeral procession waited for almost half an hour, and Yu Zhengyuan finally came back panting.

"Big Brother, has the boat arrived?" Zhou Lingyi asked Yu Zhengyuan while looking at the pocket watch in his hand.

"Boss, something big has happened!"

Yu Zhengyuan drank a sip of the water handed to him by Xu Li, and after he caught his breath, he slapped his legs and cried out in pain.

"The boatman doesn't want to come? Is it because of the wages?"

"No, it's not about money. It's already this late. Even if the boat owner wants to extort money from us, I have to pay. It's just that the boat can't come."

Yu Zhengyuan pointed at the river and whispered in Zhou Lingyi's ear, "The boatman said that today is very strange. As long as the boat gets within a mile of our ancestral tomb, there will be whirlpools in the water, which will prevent the boat from moving forward even half an inch.
I also went to find a few other boatmen, but they all said they couldn’t enter our ancestral tomb. Some even said that there was a water ghost in front of the river where our ancestral tomb was. "

When Zhou Xuanfa entered the ancestral tomb, strange things happened there.

Zhou Lingyi even had some doubts. Could it be that the ancestral grave didn't recognize Zhou Xuan?
She sighed and looked at her brother's coffin. She also inadvertently saw the Nuo masks of her ancestors hanging on the coffin. There were twenty-five Nuo masks, all hanging on the coffin. Now, the Nuo masks seemed to be laughing, mocking Zhou Lingyi and Zhou Xuan.

……

Inside the coffin, Zhou Xuan's lips began to turn red and his eyelids were trembling.

After shaking for a while, his eyelids suddenly stopped and opened suddenly.

……

Outside the coffin, everyone in the Zhou family was waiting for Zhou Lingyi to come up with ideas.

Zhou Lingyi gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go find a boat!"

She wanted to find a boat, lead it over herself, and see what was going on in the water.

As she took a step, suddenly, the lantern that was originally hanging several meters high in the sky sank at an extremely fast speed until it floated three meters above the coffin, and the light became bright.

Yuan Buyu became alert and held the wake-up stick.

The lantern that symbolizes Lord Jian suddenly became strange, which was definitely not a good sign.

"call!"

As Yuan Buyu looked around, he heard the whistling sound of an arrow breaking through the air from the sky.

A golden feather arrow came from nowhere, drew an arc in the air, and then with a "bang", it nailed the lid of Zhou Xuan's coffin.

The arrow tail shook and trembled.

"Damn it, they nailed my apprentice's coffin." Yuan Buyu was about to have a dream and find Lord Jian who was hiding somewhere.

Zhou Lingyi, the Night Wandering God, saw it clearly and persuaded Yuan Buyu: "Don't worry, Mr. Yuan. This is a gift arrow from Master Jian. He is here to help send my brother away."

"call!"

Another golden arrow, with a sound of breaking through the air, fell from the sky and nailed in the middle of the coffin lid.

"call!"

The third golden arrow fell and with a "dong" sound, it nailed the top of the coffin lid.

Three feather arrows formed a vertical line, piercing through the head and tail of the coffin.

The feather arrow had no one controlling it, so it exerted its own force. The tail of the arrow shook violently, driving the arrowhead and tearing a crack in the coffin lid.

The crack gradually widened until it became as thick as a finger. Yuan Buyu felt very uncomfortable, as if an arrow was chiseling in his heart, and he wanted to pull out the arrow.

Before he could reach out his hand, he saw the coffin lid split in two and fly to both sides.

After the coffin lid was broken, the white lantern flew upwards and hung several meters in the sky. From the lantern, the rough voice of Master Jian could be heard.
"Pingshui Prefecture, the God of Traveling, the God of the Sun - Tengjian,
The arrows fired three times.

Welcome the birth of the Zhou family's Nuo God! "

Zhou Xuan suddenly sat up from the coffin.

Yuan Buyu was stunned on the spot, feeling as if he were in another world, and uttered his favorite words to express doubt: "Ah?!"

"My brother, my brother, is alive?!"

The incident happened too suddenly. Zhou Lingyi felt dizzy and swayed a few times before she stood still.

Zhou Lingyi, who had been strong throughout Zhou Xuan's funeral, finally let out her emotions at this moment. Her tears could not stop flowing, but this time they were for happiness.

Zhou Xuan stood up from the coffin, his body floated, landed lightly on the ground, and walked towards the ancestral grave.

Zhou Lingyi saw it. She saw a mask tied around Zhou Xuan's waist.

The mask was vaguely visible, and even she couldn't see clearly what the pattern on the mask was.

But she could sense that it was a mask belonging to the Great Nuo, and only those who possessed the power of the Nuo god could vaguely sense its existence.

"Brother, brother is the great Nuo! Brother is the great Nuo."

Zhou Lingyi was overwhelmed by the continuous feeling of happiness. She jumped and cheered like a little girl, just like when she and her brother chased butterflies when they were little.

"Ah?! How come my disciple became a great Nuo after he died once?"

Yuan Buyu was of course happy, but besides being happy, he was also somewhat confused. He looked at the incense Zhou Xuan lit, and he looked at the dream Zhou Xuan practiced. In the end, the storyteller turned into a great Nuo?
"No, it's not just as simple as Da Nuo."

Yuan Buyu was seven sticks of incense and could already sense some of the secrets between heaven and earth.

He smelled a divine aura from Zhou Xuan.

"There is a scent of god on my disciple." Yuan Buyu said to the cheering Zhou Lingyi.

"Is there?" Zhou Lingyi was in a very good mood now. She looked carefully and saw Zhou Xuan's right hand emitting a faint blue color. If she looked more carefully, she actually had the feeling of "obeying Zhou Xuan's orders".

The aura of the Nuo god will naturally make the descendants of the Zhou family submit.

"Yes, yes, that is the hand of Nuo God." Zhou Lingyi recalled Teng Jian's words -

——Welcome the birth of the Zhou family Nuo god.

Only when a true Nuo God is born can he be worthy of being welcomed by the Sun-Watching God with his divine arrows.

Even if my younger brother only has a part of the aura of the original Nuo god.

That is also a Nuo god, not the Great Nuo!
Zhou Xuan did not go to recognize his sister and master. At this time, his divinity was the main focus and he was still accepting the guidance of the Nuo god.

"Go to the ancestral grave, go to the ancestral grave."

As Zhou Xuan walked forward, the Nuo masks worn by the Zhou family members during the Nuo parade all flew up in unison, flying over the river in front of the ancestral tomb in a mighty force, and condensed into a Nuo mask bridge.

Looking at the bridge, Zhou Xuan was not satisfied.

"We are still short of twenty-five masks."

Zhou Xuan turned around and looked at the twenty-five Nuo masks of the ancestors hanging on the coffin.

The Nuomians did not want to build the bridge. They were also the Great Nuos when they were alive. Why should they serve as a bridge for the new Great Nuos?

Zhou Xuan slowly stretched out his right hand and hooked his finger at the Nuo masks of his ancestors in a provocative gesture of teasing a dog. The Nuo god's breath emanated strongly, which was a powerful command. The twenty-five Nuo masks struggled hard, but to no avail, and had to surrender.

They flew over the river with anger and shame, and became part of the Nuo Mask Bridge, or the first section.

The ancestor of the Zhou family, who is still high and mighty and domineering today, can only be stepped on by Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan crossed the river on the ancestral Nuo mask, stepping down viciously, carrying with him the humiliation his sister had suffered for many years and with the deep disgust for the ancestral Nuo mask.

"So what if I'm your ancestor? Anyone who bullies my sister, I will trample him into the mud and crush him to pieces!"

Nuomian felt that he had endured a great deal of humiliation. In front of the Zhou family, he was stepped on the face by a young Zhou family member, even an outsider...

ps: Three updates of 10,000 words, my good brothers, mua.

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