The Chinese Soul of the Net King

I suddenly remembered the desire to live an ordinary life when I first came here, and felt that I really thought the world was too simple.

In fact, in the eyes of many people, the world is still so simple. Go to work or school every day, and when you have free time, you can do something you like, find some friends to play and chat with.Then, find someone you like and build a happy family together. When the children grow up and become independent, you will grow old.

I used to think the same way as most people, but now I am no longer one of these people.

Having come into contact with the other side of this world, I am destined to take on the responsibility of this other side, and I am also destined not to return to the innocence of the past.

This pair of yin and yang eyes can see too much, so I am doomed to have nothing to do with innocence.

The succession ceremony is scheduled for NO.18 of July, the ninth day of the sixth lunar month.The location is Murong Sanso in Kanagawa.

On this day, all the heads of the invited Japanese families are dressed up.The current Murong family in Japan can be regarded as the only one in the marketing of Yin Yang, and they also have a famous sword in hand.No one would dare to ignore such a major event as the succession ceremony of Patriarch Murong.

Although the four major families felt that this succession ceremony was too hasty and tried their best to make it more grand, they still declined the media.

In the eyes of the four elders, the succession ceremony is after all a family affair of the Murong family.Inviting the connected family alliance to announce it will achieve the goal. If it is said to be broadcast on TV everywhere, it is really unnecessary.

On the 18th day of July, I got up early, and there were already two maids guarding outside the house.Under their service, bathe and cleanse, change clothes and tie hair, everything is in order, and there is no sloppy.

Zhang Wuliu came and sat quietly on the window sill, watching me sit in front of the dressing table and let the maid of the Yu family comb my hair.The black hair cascaded behind me like a waterfall, and was combed by the sandalwood comb, hanging down neatly on my back.Looking at Zhang Wuliu's profile from the mirror in front of me, I suddenly felt that he looked at me like he was looking at his daughter who was about to get married.

Can't help but silently laughed.

Zhang Wuliu in the mirror raised his eyebrows when he saw me smiling, and then smiled too.Against the morning sun behind him, it is as beautiful as a dream.

After breakfast, the guests gradually arrived.At this time, I have to stay in the room and calm down, so that my mind can be completely quiet.The succession ceremony of the Murong family is not just a simple ceremony, it is also a ceremony, a solemn ceremony that has been passed down from thousands of years ago - the blood sacrifice to the dragon soul.

It's just that this time my succession ceremony is different from the usual ones, and what I have to do is not just this one ceremony.

Before the ceremony of blood sacrifice to the dragon soul, I will also conduct a formal ceremony of recognizing the ancestors and returning to the clan.Only when my name is recorded in the family tree of the Murong family can I be qualified to perform the important ceremony of blood sacrifice to the dragon soul.

If I don't get rid of my identity as an illegitimate daughter, I will never be recognized by Dragon Soul.With the arrogance of the above ancient dragon soul, it is absolutely impossible for a person with an improper status to possess his abilities.

At a quarter past ten in the morning, the guests arrived. At 10:30, Yuling knocked on my door to inform me that the ceremony started.

I got up and walked out the door, and appeared in front of everyone in a plain suit.

Although the Murong family's inherited dragon soul is the white dragon soul, and has been respected in white since ancient times, but at this moment, what I am wearing on my body is a genuine filial piety.

Before going to the front hall, I went to the mourning hall of the ancestral hall and asked for my mother's coffin.Then he went out from the side door, holding the spiritual tablet, and came to the gate of Murong Villa.

Eleven o'clock sharp.The vermilion gate opened slowly, and behind the gate was a road paved with charcoal, leading directly to the hall.The Fotan Road was not too wide, and there was a row of servants of the Yu Family holding whips on each side.

I was holding my mother's coffin, kneeling straight in front of the door, crossing the threshold, and pressing my knees directly onto the glowing coals.

The people who were sitting in the hall watching the ceremony, when they saw this situation, got startled and stepped forward.In the crowd, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Tezuka and Atobe trying to rush up, but they were stopped by Jun's family.

The burning sensation under my knee made me break out in a cold sweat, and I tried to keep myself kneeling as straight as possible.Every time a person passed by, the servants on both sides would wave their whips and slap me behind me, leaving a bright red bloodstain on the snow-white filial robe.

The guests who watched the ceremony did not know why there was such a situation.I asked the waiters around, but no one responded, and I discussed it myself but couldn't explain why.In such a solemn atmosphere, the voice of discussion gradually subsided, and they continued to watch quietly.Some female relatives couldn't bear to see the bloody scene, they had already covered their eyes and turned their heads away.

This section of the road is actually not long, but it makes everyone feel that it has been a long time.

After I finished kneeling on the charcoal fire road, the waiter who was waiting at the side immediately helped me up, and my knees were already scorched black.

They helped me walk to the hall, and the guests were divided into two sides, leaving the avenue in the middle empty.Grandpa Yuzhu was in the middle of the hall, holding a roll of family rules in his hand, and Yuling was standing beside him holding the family law.

I was helped to kneel down on the futon in front of Grandpa Yuzhu, my body was pressed against my knees and wounds, and my whole body throbbed in pain.

I tried my best to speak loudly with a clear and clear voice: "The unfilial daughter Murong Ziyun, with her mother Murong Lanruozhi's spirit seat, is returning home today. I would like to recognize my ancestors and return to my ancestors."

Grandpa Yuzhu looked solemn, and asked: "Murong Ziyun, do you know your mistake?"

I bowed my head and bowed down: "Ziyun's mother, without the orders of her parents, and the words of a matchmaker, running around at night with others, is unfilial; disregarding status, not succeeding as the head of the family, is unkind; disregarding companions, reckless consequences, and going her own way , for injustice. Now that my mother has passed away, Ziyun is willing to take it on behalf of her mother and accept the punishment of the Murong family's family law."

Grandpa Yu Zhu said again: "Since you have knelt on the charcoal fire road and received whipping punishment, it shows your sincerity. But the state has state laws, and the family has family rules. Now that you have entered Murong's house, you have to pay for the mistakes you made, otherwise it is not enough Convince the public. Are you willing to accept this family law?"

I stood up and lifted it up, and replied with firm words: "Ziyun is willing to accept it."

Although everyone could not understand the Chinese they used in their conversation, for some reason, they could understand what they were expressing.Hearing that he would be punished, he was shocked.

The heads of the various families were surprised but kept silent.Regarding the elopement of Murong Lanruo and Ito Masahiro, it is no longer a new topic. At that time, it was known to everyone because of the fact that Murong Ziyun was famous.Although elopement is not pleasant to say, but in this open age, most of the families just blamed such things, and finally tried to accept it slowly.

I never thought that when I came to participate in the Murong family's succession ceremony today, I would see such a thing first.At this point, everyone understands what happened just now.

If a woman who elopes wants to return home, no matter whether her parents and family accept it or not, she must first kneel and walk across the charcoal fire road and be whipped before she can re-enter the house.After entering the house, you are eligible to accept the judgment of the family.

Grandpa Yuzhu opened the family rules and said solemnly: "Eloping with others is a felony. According to the family rules, you must be removed from the family tree. If you wish to live on behalf of your mother, filial piety is commendable. Since you are still young, you will be punished with a cane spine." , are you willing to accept it?"

"Ziyun is willing to accept."

Yuzhu nodded, picked up the arm-long wooden stick from the tray in Yuling's hand, stood beside me, and personally executed the spine-strapping punishment.

The wooden stick was slammed on the back, making a muffled sound.This punishment on the spine of the rod is different from flogging.No matter how painful the whipping is, it is just a skin trauma. Rest for a few days and wait for the growth to heal.But the ridge of the stick hits the flesh, it doesn't bleed, but it will leave bruises, if one is not careful, it may hurt the muscles and bones, if the body can't bear it, it will have to rest in bed for several months before it fully recovers.

The muffled sound of the wooden stick hitting the meat was heard ten times. I gritted my teeth and didn't make a sound.

By the time Grandpa Yu Zhu put the wooden stick back into the tray, I was already in so much pain that I was about to collapse.The whole body is full of pain from the inside to the outside, stimulating my nerves that have been completely tense wave after wave.

Grandpa Yu Zhu saw me enduring the pain, a flash of distress flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but speed up his speech.

"Murong Ziyun, the criminal law has passed, now let Fa take the place of the head, and end your past, are you willing?"

I took a deep breath, suppressed the pain, gritted my teeth and replied, "Ziyun is willing."

As soon as I finished speaking, Grandpa Yuzhu picked up the scissors from the tray in Yuling's hand, walked around behind me, cut off a bunch of hair ends, threw it into the brazier brought by the maid and burned it.

After finishing all this, Yuzhu immediately put away the house rules in his hands, and ordered the maid to help me go back to the inner room to apply medicine and change clothes.

The Atobe family and the Tezuka family were closest to the main seat, and when they saw me get up, they both wanted to rush forward.I twitched the corners of my mouth at them, shook my head and said, "It's okay."

The two had no choice but to withdraw their hands and stand behind their grandfather again.

Back in the room, the maid quickly helped me apply medicine to the wound.The flogging wound and scald were fine, but as soon as the medicine was applied, he felt a burst of coolness, and the pain immediately eased a lot.On the contrary, the injury caused by the stick hurts when he moves.At this time, there is no time to use medicinal wine to dissipate the silt, so I have to put it aside, and then deal with it after the next succession ceremony is over.

A white Xuanduan sacrificial robe covered all the scars on my body.When I walked to the front hall again, apart from my pale face, it was impossible to tell that I had been injured just now.

Zhang Wuliu walked in front of me in a white orthodox dress and a jade crown. As soon as he entered the front hall, he took the deputy seat next to the chief seat.The heads of other families looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what the origin of this ridiculously handsome man was.But seeing that Yuzhu, who presided over the sacrificial ceremony, did not speak, he didn't investigate further.

I knelt down in front of the hall again, Yu Zhu stood in front of me and recited the sacrificial speech that had been prepared for a long time.Its content is nothing more than telling the ancestors.After reading, he took out the family tree, wrote my name stroke by stroke on it, put it on a tray, and delivered it to me.