They seemed to be talking about something.

He was talking and she was listening. She became fascinated, and then she began to be surprised.

Her expression changed from surprise to confusion, but soon she smiled.

This is probably the reason why many people like to melt icebergs, because for a person who never smiles, when she suddenly smiles, it is so thrilling.

The spring is full of snow and the scenery is endless.

For a moment, he seemed to have been immersed in this beautiful scenery... But she finally restrained herself, as if a dragonfly was touching the water, and then stopped.

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This ceremony lasts until dawn.

Before going to battle, there will be another ceremony, which is the tradition of the Houyi tribe. To see off the soldiers going to battle, almost all the shamans will show up. It is another grand occasion.

Song Jiaoxi said that she could not miss such a scene no matter what... Missing it would be an irreparable loss to the study of Wu culture. After all, in history, it is impossible for a second showdown between Chi You and Hou Yi to occur.

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In the middle of the ceremony, the witch concubine Chang'e exited. She was going to take a bath, cleanse herself, and make other preparations to see off the battle after dawn. The second half of the prayer ceremony will be performed by another shaman from Houyi's tribe who performs the great dance.

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Originally, the whole prayer ceremony should be done by the wizard, but it would be more romantic and exciting for the witch concubine to pray for victory for the man she loves.

"I heard that they do this once before a war. Is it true?"

But Professor Song’s strange thirst for knowledge met with misfortune at Xiaoluo SIR.

"That kind of thing should only be about mood?"

…

It is very boring to stand and shoot all the time. Shooting is just for work and not for fun. Even a full-time landscape and animal photographer cannot look at the camera all the time.

Teacher Song took out a large piece of floral cloth and spread it directly on the ground. Her luggage also contained some camping props, a small tent, a folding stove, etc.

As a researcher, this teacher does not lack experience in fieldwork... She skillfully played with this set of simple cooking tools in front of Xiao Luo SIR - starting with grinding coffee beans.

It was starting to fall at night, and after putting on their little furs to protect themselves from the cold, the two of them each held a warm cup. They did not speak, but silently watched the sacrificial ceremony of the shamans in front of them, and listened to their chants.

for a long time.

"Although I am not like you, I can hear the voice of the times." She suddenly said quietly: "But to me, this is already the voice of this era."

"Why did you consider becoming an ethnologist in the first place?" Xiao Luo SIR asked curiously: "With your achievements in the study of exercises, there should be more room for development... A person who can even modify the exercises passed down by Tianzun

People, the major leagues probably won’t take it lightly.”

"The purpose of doing exercise research is to get funds to carry out ethnological research... As for what you said about modifying Tianzun's exercises, it's too much. I'm just trying to add some possibilities." Song Jiaoxi shook his head slightly: "

In fact, most of them were failures. Before I got the funding, I ate steamed buns for three years, lived in a basement, and had to wash dishes in restaurants at night. I even considered whether to become a dancer, because

Dancers bring in money the fastest."

Doing academic research is so hard that many people can’t even finish the journey. As they walk, they disappear.

"It's great that I didn't give up." He said softly.

Teacher Song blinked and said, "How do you know I haven't thought about giving up... Your question is not a good one. You should usually ask me [Have you ever thought about giving up] or something like that?"

"Because you are already here." Xiao Luo SIR smiled slightly and said, "If you ask that kind of question again, wouldn't it look very deliberate?"

"The other questions can be considered intentional." Professor Song disagreed.

She could always talk the topic to death with ease - in that extremely calm and matter-of-fact tone.

As she said, if you approach her just because you are covetous of her beauty, you will not get anything from her except her beauty - and in fact, with her beauty, you can only get anything from her.

Look at the kind that can't be used.

So she is used to telling the truth and not hurting others...and hurting people with ulterior motives.

Xiao Luo SIR sniffed the lingering fragrance of coffee, "But you still haven't told me why you want to be an ethnologist."

Song Jiaoxi thought for a while and said: "Most people's aspirations are related to their childhood experiences, and I am no exception. The adoptive father who adopted me in the past is an ethnologist himself... There is nothing particularly thrilling about the influence I have had since childhood.

reasons."

"Adoptive father?"

"When I was twelve years old, my adoptive father disappeared." Song Jiaoxi said casually: "There was no message, just a table of messy research materials. He often went out for a long time, and he didn't pay attention at first, but

When we reacted, the person was really missing."

"Didn't you go look for it?"

"I'm looking for it now."

Xiao Luo SIR thought for a while and said: "Do you suspect that your adoptive father may have disappeared while exploring a certain ruins?"

Teacher Song showed a smile for the second time today, very shallow, "I have to say, you have the quick thinking of a law enforcer."

"Have you found any clues?"

Song Jiaoxi shook his head: "I once thought that he might have really disappeared into a certain ruins... I thought, in this case, maybe he had left some traces in a certain era. It's just that this world is far bigger than I imagined.

It’s so huge, maybe I won’t be able to find it in my lifetime.”

"You are young and still have a lot of time."

"Time is such a thing, when you need to use it, there is never enough." Song Jiaoxi shook his head and said: "It is a good thing to have hope, but it is also good to recognize the reality clearly. When it is time to give up, I will give up.

The disappearance of my adoptive father is a kind of childhood shadow. I can't keep myself trapped in this shadow without trying to accept the life that truly belongs to me."

"What is your ideal life like?" he suddenly asked.

Song Jiaoxi said: "It's hard to say exactly what it is. Strictly speaking, this is a question that needs to be looked back at your life at the end of your life to find the answer. Because you don't know whether your future life will be what you ideally want.

The appearance... maybe, everyone has become the look they once hated. What about you, do you have a vague answer? "

"Do you want fairness?" Xiao Luo SIR couldn't help but smile.

"Be fair." Professor Song said seriously, "I'm not used to always answering."

Xiao Luo SIR said: "Miss Song is stronger than expected."

"Answer the question." Professor Song is very strong now.

Xiao Luo SIR thought for a while, then suddenly looked at the night sky and murmured: "If a meteor appears now, I don't have to answer such a difficult question."

Song Jiaoxi couldn't help but opened his mouth slightly in astonishment, shook his head and said, "Do you want to answer or not?"

An arc of light suddenly cut through the night sky, captured by the camera and captured by the eyes.

"Look, there are shooting stars." Xiao Luo SIR smiled slightly and said softly: "Make a wish."

Song Jiaoxi was stunned for a moment, his thoughts were confused and he subconsciously said: "I don't want to hear such unfounded claims..."

"Don't waste this rain."

In the era of the Wu clan, in the night sky of Houyi tribe, there is a meteor shower tonight.

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"Daxing, Daxing! This is a sign of victory!"

"Ancestral Mountain God, this is the response of the seniors!"

"Victory! Victory! Victory! Victory!"

The shamans stood up and shouted, their voices shaking.

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This is a scene where the light rain in the night sky and the vision of heaven and earth can always make people's hearts flutter.

"Look, Mr. Li, there's a meteor shower!"

"Yes, let's make a wish, Miss Bing Ning."

He is always romantic...romantic to the point of being passionate.

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"Great Immortal, there is a meteor shower!" Xiaolin SIR jumped up on a big tree in excitement, looking at the flash of light and rain, his eyes were blurred, "Come up quickly! It's so shocking!"

Immortal Tantai, who had already eaten, was frowning and counting with the fingers of his left hand like a flower, "When the meteors fall, how many are demon stars and how many are banished immortals... Well, how many more people are going to die?"

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I don’t know if she made a wish, I just know that she silently watched the brilliance and loneliness of this time.

The last glimmer of light disappeared, and the night sky of the Witch Clan era was still splendid with stars.
To be continued...