Light Dance Jiajing

Xing Shuyu is a person who can't stay calm. After rehearsing for many days, it was her turn to take the stage, but she was left aside. Zheng Liu didn't have time to pay attention to her. Later, he couldn't even find her. She went to find the Third Young Master, but he just said that Zheng Liu was busy in the village and didn't say anything else. Zheng Liu was in danger now, and the more people knew about it, the more dangerous it would be. So he supported Zheng Liu while deploying the personnel in the rear. He didn't have time to consider Xing Shuyu's feelings at all, and just classified her as irrelevant.

But Xing Shuyu became more and more anxious. She hadn't heard from Zheng Liu for many days. The less the Third Young Master said, the more worried she was that something had happened to Zheng Liu. She couldn't find anyone to talk to, and she had to hold Meng'er with her all day long. She was so worried that she almost cried every day. One day, she suddenly made a bold decision. She wanted to go to Zhengjia Dazhai to take a look. She wanted to confirm whether Zheng Liu was safe. Why didn't he even have any news for so many days?

Xing Shuyu was not familiar with Zhengjia Village, so after thinking about it for two days, she decided to sneak in to find Zheng Liu. Zhengjia Village is located on the north bank of Poyang River and covers a large area. There are only about a hundred people staying in the village on weekdays. In addition to the Zheng family, there are also some bosses and their families, and the rest of the tribesmen mostly live in scattered areas. These days, because of the immortal platform, the great master's people occupy most of the village. As the day of inviting the immortal approaches, the tribesmen who are usually outside have returned to the village one after another, and a large number of people have rushed here after hearing the news. Who has seen an immortal? It is rare to see one in a thousand years. Everyone looks forward to catching a glimpse of the immortal every day.

There were so many people, it was a good opportunity to take advantage of the chaos. Xing Shuyu dressed in coarse cloth and dressed herself up as a village woman. She felt unsure about going alone, so she asked Meng'er to cover for her. Meng'er pouted all the way. She was not interested in immortals. It was just a trick of pretending to be gods. What was there to see? But Xing Shuyu was too difficult to deal with. She would fight to the death if she didn't agree. Then she arranged where to go for the next few days. In the end, Meng'er couldn't resist and had to agree to go. There were not many people around Zhengjia Dazhai originally, but now it was very far away, and there were already crowds of people. The fishermen's houses were all full. Some people simply set up tents on the shore. Tomorrow was the day to invite the immortals. People who came from far and near had only one purpose: we want to see the immortals.

Old Master Zheng has been very busy these days. As the day of inviting the immortal approaches, people from both the underworld and the white world gather here, including local gentry and officials, as well as friends from the green forest. There are countless people who have come from far away to see the grand occasion. The Zhengjia Village, which was originally very empty, is now overcrowded. Too many people will easily cause chaos, and people with or without grudges will meet here. People in the martial arts world have bad tempers and will start fighting after just a few words. Old Master Zheng is extremely worried, so he calls his sons over, and Zheng Liu is also assigned a task. In short, nothing can go wrong until the day of inviting the immortal. It is such an honor for their village to invite the immortal. From now on, they can not only give orders to the various villages in Poyang, but also to the martial arts world. There cannot be any mistakes.

Tomorrow is the day to invite the immortals. The governor came the day before, and a large group of officials from the prefecture and county followed him. Even a captain of the Jinyiwei came. All of them moved into the village in a dignified manner. After all, Mr. Zheng was a commoner. On weekdays, he saw the county magistrate as half a head shorter than him. He had never seen so many high-ranking officials. Mr. Zheng's heart suddenly started beating fast again. He trusted the great magician 100%, but so many distinguished guests came suddenly these days. He suddenly became worried. What if the immortals cannot be invited tomorrow? Not only would he be embarrassed, but he could not afford to offend all these people. Thinking of this, he began to feel uneasy again.

At night, after entertaining a group of officials, he could no longer hold back and went to Qingxiantai to look for the Grand Master. At this moment, the Grand Master was making the final preparations beside Zaiji. The Six Guardians led people to guard around Qingxiantai. Hearing that Mr. Zheng was looking for him, the Grand Master frowned slightly. He didn't know what the old man wanted. He looked down on Mr. Zheng. He became more and more flustered when he saw some things in the past two days. He felt that this old man was not a man who could accomplish anything, but he couldn't ignore him in his territory. The Grand Master simply left him alone and ordered someone to tell Mr. Zheng to wait. Zaiji was now dressed neatly. The Grand Master invited Zaiji to the lotus chair and said, "Young Master, you will rest here tonight. The lotus leaves will close and can only be opened tomorrow. Don't be afraid, young master. We have made arrangements. Just wait for you to show up tomorrow."

Zai Ji sat cross-legged on the lotus, his clothes fluttering and he looked like an immortal. He nodded and said, "I'll leave it to my Third Uncle." His men closed the huge lotus leaves little by little, wrapped Zai Ji inside, and then smeared a layer of light substance on the outside. When everything was ready, an hour later, Zai Ji said sleepily, "I'll take a rest. Tell them to guard outside. Third Uncle, please do as you please." The master gave a few more instructions, arranged for the guards, and then went out to meet Grandpa Zheng.

Mr. Zheng waited anxiously for more than an hour. Seeing that it was past midnight and the magician still hadn't come out, he paced anxiously, and his mind began to wander again. What should he do if he couldn't summon the immortals and the magician left? While he was thinking, the magician walked out slowly. Mr. Zheng hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously: "Master, is everything ready? We will summon the immortals in a few hours. Are you sure?"

The great wizard despised him very much, but he did not show it. He just smiled faintly and said, "The village chief doesn't trust me?"

Mr. Zheng was a little embarrassed and said, "Of course not, it's just that we said too much. Well... I'm always worried about what will happen if the gods don't come?"

The great wizard said, "I've said it before, I've calculated the time, it's the right place, with my magic, as long as everyone prays with one heart, the gods will surely come." Old Man Zheng nodded repeatedly, as if he was relieved, but still a little nervous. He pulled the great wizard to ask about the details of summoning the gods. The great wizard became impatient with being pestered. The old man was like a neurotic every day. He finally turned cold and said unhappily, "The village chief probably doesn't trust me after asking so many questions, but now the arrow is on the string and you can only trust me. What's the point of asking so many questions? It's better to go back and get some sleep." After that, he turned away.