Chapter 52

Su Jiu, after saying this, began to prepare to perform the ritual.

Although the water-invoking ceremony is not widely known today, it is a shamanic ritual passed down from the Yanhuang era. However, Su Jiu has the golden compass in his mind, so he naturally would not be stumped by this small ritual.

The water-invoking ceremony cannot be performed by one person alone; it requires the cooperation of others. The three people who previously assisted Uncle San are still here. Su Jiu called out, and a few people followed his instructions. Everything began to be prepared.

Although the water-invoking ceremony is simple and not very demanding, to truly perform a ritual well, many steps are required. Especially for Su Jiu, who had never performed any ritual before. This time, although he had the golden compass in his mind as a foundation, he still took a deep breath and became cautious.

After all, this was a ritual for his brother's family, and if he was going to do it, he would do it to the best of his ability. Su Jiu is the kind of person who, if he does something, he does it to the best of his ability. This is Su Jiu's character.

"May the heavens and earth be blessed, the universe be unpredictable. Today, Chen Tiancheng of Chenjiacun, in gratitude for the grace of heaven, invokes the spirits of the ox-headed and horse-faced demons, and receives the blessings of heaven and earth..." Su Jiu took the bell that Uncle San had used from someone else, began to shake it, and recited the incantation.

The water-invoking ceremony comes from the Yanhuang shamanic tradition and can be considered a true form of shamanism. The words Su Jiu recited are precisely the opening incantation for the water-invoking ceremony recorded in the golden compass in his mind.

As is well known, in movies and TV shows, when shamans perform rituals, they often mumble some unclear words. They also perform strange dances and steps. At this moment, Su Jiu was doing the same, walking in a small circle with strange steps.

A young man under twenty, dressed in casual clothes, holding a bell in his left hand and paper money in his right, scattering it in the air, mumbling, and walking in a strange circle. If it were anyone else, they would think this young man was a charlatan or a fraudster.

But at this moment, the onlookers all watched Su Jiu with solemn expressions. The three people beside Su Jiu also cooperated, performing strange dances. Although Su Jiu's current situation seemed strange, the villagers watching did not feel this way. Everyone seemed to be influenced by a mysterious aura. The image of Master Su in everyone's eyes instantly became great and mysterious.

After Su Jiu completed this part of the ritual, he extended his hand, and one person brought out a large gourd, about half a meter high, which looked very old. Su Jiu took it, and this gourd belonged to Uncle San. This person had already filled the gourd with river water before Su Jiu started the ritual.

Su Jiu placed the gourd on the ground, held a few yellow papers in his hand, waved them in the air, circled a few times, and then scattered them. A miraculous scene occurred at this moment. The yellow papers scattered in the air instantly caught fire as soon as they left Su Jiu's fingers. If someone were to observe carefully, they would notice that these yellow papers burned completely in the air before they hit the ground, leaving only ashes.

The entire water-invoking ceremony proceeded in an orderly manner. The three people left by Uncle San also cooperated with Su Jiu. When everything was completed, Su Jiu called out to Zuo Guoqing, indicating that he should pick up the gourd on the ground.

Su Jiu squinted his eyes, his pupils slightly contracting. This was the most critical part of the entire water-invoking ceremony. If Zuo Guoqing could smoothly pick up the gourd, the ceremony would be a perfect success. If he couldn't, it would mean the water-invoking had failed.

Su Jiu took this so seriously because he was using the true water-invoking ceremony passed down from ancient times, not the tricks used by charlatans.

Zuo Guoqing stepped forward, following Su Jiu's instructions, and prepared to lift the gourd with both hands. The gourd, about half a meter high and filled with water, weighed no more than thirty to forty kilograms. For an adult, this was not a problem. Moreover, Zuo Guoqing was a hardworking villager who did physical labor every day. Lifting thirty to forty kilograms was nothing, let alone double that weight.

However, a strange scene unfolded. Zuo Guoqing hugged the gourd, trying to lift it, but the old gourd on the ground did not budge. Zuo Guoqing's eyes widened. He had been thinking that such a small gourd couldn't be very heavy and that he could lift it with one hand. Not believing in the supernatural, Zuo Guoqing steadied himself and tried again, using both hands to apply force.

But the gourd on the ground still did not move. At this moment, everyone present noticed something was wrong. They sensed something unusual. A flash of insight crossed Su Jiu's eyes. The situation was not as simple as he had imagined. Zuo Guoqing's veins bulged on his forehead and arms, clearly using all his strength, but the gourd on the ground remained immobile, as if it had taken root.

Su Jiu's pupils slightly contracted, but he did not call for help. In the water-invoking ceremony, the gourd could only be picked up by the head of the family for whom the ritual was being performed. No one else could help.

Su Jiu remained silent for a moment. Zuo Guoqing had tried several times, but the gourd on the ground had not moved. Zuo Guoqing was now panting heavily. The scene unfolding before him made him feel uneasy. The situation was too strange.

Just as he was about to seek help from Su Jiu, a "ding" sound was heard. Su Jiu shook the bell in the air. The small bell did not produce a clear sound but a deep, resonant tone, like a large bell in an ancient temple.

"May the heavens be above, the earth be below, the northwest be stabilized, the dragon roam the southeast, today, Chen Tiancheng of Chenjiacun..." At this moment, Su Jiu began to recite loudly, holding the small bell in his left hand, producing rhythmic, powerful sounds. His feet did not rest either, taking steps towards the west, towards the end of the village.

A miraculous scene unfolded, causing all the onlookers to gasp in shock. With each step Su Jiu took, the entire ground seemed to tremble in sync with the bell's deep sound. This alone was not shocking; what stunned the villagers was that Master Su was actually walking in the air, step by step. He seemed to emit a powerful aura, his eyes flashing with a piercing light that no one dared to look at directly.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Even the three people assisting Su Jiu paused their actions, staring at him in disbelief.

Su Jiu's steps were not high, only about half a meter. But everyone could see clearly that there was nothing under Master Su's feet, and he was miraculously suspended in mid-air.

The scene was shocking, indescribably shocking.

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