At this time, the day was over, but a group of people raised a fire on the river bank and began to jump to the gods to divine the turtle shell. Yun Yaobai looked at this scene boredly, waiting for them to finish the jump for the sake of Mi Xiaomi.

The dance has a primitive atmosphere, and the inexplicable singing sounds in the throat also give people a strange feeling. Combined with the crackling sound of firewood, it is like a ritual containing real mysterious power.

But what exactly do these people do? Yunyao has lived by the river for twelve years and has met all kinds of travelers, including civil servants, merchants, and envoys, but this group of people is not like this. It is said that they are civil servants, there are too many people; it is said that they are messengers, there are too many rituals; it is said that they are too superstitious. Because the goal of merchants is to do business and make transactions, they must have already made divination before going out, and it is impossible to carry so many turtle shells. Of course, it may also be that Yunyao is rare and strange. After all, although she has traveled through time for twelve years, she has not walked everywhere, and she does not know that the Western Zhou Dynasty is vast.

It takes time to burn the turtle shell out of cracks. Yun Yaobai looked at the old bag containing the turtle shell. Although the bag was old, it was very exquisite. It was spliced ​​with multiple materials and was exquisite in craftsmanship.

I always feel that something in the bag is attracting me.

"Come on!" Suddenly, a ghostly voice came from Yunyao's ears. The ancient and primitive divination song made Yunyao shudder and quickly looked up at the surroundings. It was normal, everything was the same as before.

It's strange, is it an auditory hallucination? Yun Yao just heard a resentful and distant voice in his ears, but there was nothing strange about the sky and the sun. It must be because these guys who danced the gods are too weird. No wonder many people are fooled by the danced gods. Such unknown things are indeed easy to affect people's hearts.

Snap!

At this moment, a light sound came, and the exquisite cloth bag containing the turtle shell cracked open, and the turtle shell inside scattered all over the ground.

Yunyao immediately took a step back and separated her relationship. It was broken by itself and it had nothing to do with her. She found that these people were dancing vigorously and did not notice what was happening.

But if you don’t pay attention, you should retreat even more, so as not to be wronged by them and say that you messed up their turtle shells.

He danced and made a sensation. The sun slanted over his head. The noble man in a black silk robe finally burned the turtle shell and began to divine according to the cracks to see if it was safe to cross the river.

The others also stopped to rest and packed the turtle shell. They did not suspect that Yunyao had too many hands and feet, but thought that this bag was disrepaired, so they were pregnant.

"Great good luck." The noble man smiled: "Don't worry, we can all cross the river safely. The hexagram is a sign of great luck."

"Then don't wait any longer. Everyone is ready, let's cross the river." Yunyao immediately prepared for everyone: "Put the heavy goods in the middle to prevent the raft from overturning."

There is an advantage these days, that is, everyone listens to experts, and even the emperor is doing good. Therefore, the social division of labor in the Western Zhou Dynasty was quite meticulous, and experts from all aspects were worked on. Everyone would never pretend to understand.

Now, the one who doesn’t know how to pretend to understand the most in the Western Zhou Dynasty is probably Yun Yao who has transformed through time.

Everyone cooperated very well, and finally the noble man told the carriage to go back first, boarded the canoe and sat in front of Yunyao. This was to show respect, the boater must sit in the back and the guests seated in front.

"Start crossing the river." Yunyao slid his oars and began to sing: "Ahhhh..."

It’s not because Yun Yao is in good spirits, but because many people are still afraid, so singing can relieve their nervousness and prevent them from cramping.

The nobles were shocked, but they immediately became quiet after hearing the melody. Music was the most popular literary and artistic method in the Western Zhou Dynasty. From the emperor to the people, they were all music lovers.

Yunyao sang the future pop music, which is indeed unique. People who soaked in the cold river also relaxed and forgot their fear.

As soon as Yun Yao sang, all the birds and fishes came, all the animals came. They flew over their heads, animals on the shore, and fishes in the water. They all stopped to listen to her singing, and they felt like they were having a concert.

Others also discovered these abnormalities, but were not afraid. They just thought that this was the song of the stranger, but the real music, and the real music should sense the world.

Yun Yao was full of energy, but her voice was loud but she was not restless. Instead, she turned into a force that penetrated the soul.

"Crossing, the river flows; crossing, don't panic; cleverness, the wood is used to make a boat; fast, fast, the two sides are coming and going..." If there are officials who collect poetry, Yun Yao will definitely get a place in the 300 poems.

Amid the melodious and powerful singing of the working people who did not see the tenderness of the woman, the canoe had already arrived at the north shore: "You all sit down, and after I tie the boat up, you will come up again."

The singing stopped and the animals dispersed.

There was another busy period. People who were swimming ashore entered the house to make a fire to keep warm, then put on dry clothes and started unloading the goods.

"How long will it take to go to Lu's capital?" asked the noble man.

"If the car is in a hurry, it will almost arrive when it gets dark." If you don't delay the time to tell fortunes, you will arrive before dark.

After looking at the sky, the noble man decided to continue his journey: "Please call the driver."

Simple, Yunyao took out a reed leaf, stood at the door and blew it three times in a row, without running at all. When the sound from the fiefdom was heard, the carriage owner naturally knew that there were guests who needed a carriage, so he would prepare a carriage to greet him.

"What kind of musical instrument is this?" The noble man was very curious.

"This is either a musical instrument, or a reed leaf, we can contact you through this." It just relies on the vibration of the leaves to make a sound.

"magic."

"Many leaves can make sounds, otherwise the wind will not rustle when the leaves pass by." Yun Yao said.

"I thought the sound of leaves was caused by the collision between each other. It turned out that the wind blew the leaves?" The nobleman was very surprised, but he didn't have much time to discuss music with Yunyao, because the car owner came soon, and the nobleman still had to rush forward.

Two different horses are also from the Duke, and they are only given to Yunyao to raise. When needed, the country will recruit all the carriages and horses. Moreover, if they are well raised, there will be no reward, and if they are broken, they will be punished.

The two horses have been replaced several times, but there have been no accidents and are very useful.

Loading the goods, getting on the bus, and leaving, the noble man saluted Yunyao: "I will definitely pass by here when I come back, and I will have a chat with Du Niang."

Yunyao could only say: "Welcome." He was coming, but he couldn't move away. However, Yunyao didn't think these big shots would remember him, and he would definitely throw himself out of the sky in a few days.

In Yunyao's opinion, the noble man's promise is not as important as the pot of millet he left behind.

After seeing off the nobles and their group, Yunyao began to pack up. It was getting late, and there were probably no other guests today. At this moment, Yunyao found that there seemed to be a hard thing in his arms, round and cold. What would it be?
Chapter completed!