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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Two.(2/2)

The third picture.

It was a huge tree.

It is even larger than any tree in Kitakawaji's impression.

Below this big tree are the villagers who keep worshiping him.

Next is the fourth screen.

Humanoid generation.

Hundreds of humanoids were placed on the altar, and a woman stood next to them.

The woman's appearance cannot be seen clearly.

This seems to be a solemn and solemn ceremony being held in the village.

"Bichuan?" The voice of the emperor of the Sanseyuan Courtyard sounded in the ears of Beichuan Temple, and this sound also made Beichuan Temple come back to its senses from its thoughts.

"Are you okay? I've been watching this wooden box just now. What's so good about this wooden box? The key is the human form inside." The emperor of the Sanseyuan stretched comfortably and urged: "Come out my human form quickly."

Kitakawaji was not in a hurry. He just rubbed the surface of the wooden box. After a while, he spoke, "Three Color Garden, do you have any specific impression of these engravings on the wooden box?"

"Specific impression?" The emperor of the Three Color Academy showed a god who was not very understanding on his face: "Isn't this a box for ordinary humanoid generations? What else can I have?"

It's really a bit tiring to talk to this girl.

Kitakawaji changed the word: "I mean, was this wooden box made by someone else when you were alive? Or did your humanoid generation have been installed in it from the beginning?"

"This wooden box has always been there. Because it was something my mother left to me, I have never moved it, just keeping it in place." The emperor of the Sanseyuan looked at the wooden box, and a trace of longing flashed in his eyes.

Although she has no specific impression of her mother's image, she left behind a human form for herself.

In a sense, this is also considered a mother's relic.

The palm of Kitakawa Temple flipped over and raised the wooden box.

On the front of the wooden box, there is also a strange pattern.

The branches are connected with leaves curved upwards from both sides, and in the middle is the crown pattern of the tree seen in Kitakawa Temple.

"What mark is this?" The emperor of the Sanseyuan came over and asked in a low voice.

Obviously she still had no impression.

Kitakawaji was gradually getting used to this guy's performance. He played with the wooden box back and forth, and after looking at it for a long time, he confirmed: "This is a pattern."

After the last time the gods settled in the village, Beichuan Temple also made up for local customs and customs in various places, so you can understand the unique heralds that belong to the pattern at a glance.

"Wen?" The emperor of the Sanseyuan blinked strangely, like a curious baby.

"The pattern is the pattern of wood. The soap rods used in shrine sacrifices are made of wood and are mainly used in shrine sacrifices."

Kitagawa Temple stretched out its fingers to rub the place where the leaves were: "The leaves part represents the container for the gods to pay tribute."

"Oh, in other words, is this a family pattern? It is similar to the family pattern of the Warring States Daming?" The emperor of the Three Color Court suddenly realized.

""Baichuan Temple.

Kitakawaji looked at the emperor of the Three Color Courtyard again and explained simply: "This is a divine pattern, which is often used in the case of sacrifices, not a family pattern."

Yes, the concept of divine patterns is completely different from home patterns.

The family pattern is similar to the white chrysanthemum pattern used by the Magong family, which represents the meaning of the "Magong" family.

The divine pattern represents more of the Shinto sacrifice activities.

"But this pattern has been significantly changed."

He savored it carefully.

The wood was replaced with that unknown big tree.

In other words, that big tree is the "Shenyu Tree" believed by the villagers of the island.

Where there are patterns, there must be shrine sacrifices.

Even if there is no shrine sacrificial activities, it can represent a local belief.

Kitakawa Temple couldn't help but let go of its thoughts

On an overseas island, villagers worship the god-like tree of faith, and the layers of humanoids placed on the altar, and the women who cannot see clearly their faces.

What does all this mean?

The expression of Kitakawa Temple moved slightly. After a while, the base was removed and the human figure belonging to the emperor of the Three Colors Court was taken out.

This human figure is heavy and equal to the weight of a baby.

It is obviously filled with cotton and hair, so why is it so heavy?

Just as Kitakawaji was about to look at it, a system prompt sounded in his ears.

‘System prompt: You discovered Yihui’s humanoid generation.’

It actually caused a system prompt?

Beichuan Temple glanced at it.

‘Yihui’s human form generation: used to use human form generation in ancient sacrificial rituals to avoid misfortune and seek blessings, and can be used as a spiritual body to host it.’

This humanoid generation is wearing a lilac kimono, which is heavy and textured in the hand. It can be seen from the face it sewns that this is a woman's humanoid generation.

"Yihui Humanoid Generation"

Kitakawaji pinched his chin.

He remembered that the future parents of Kamiya seemed to be going to an island in Okinawa, and the name of that island was called

“Yihui Island.”

Kitakawaji's eyes are deep.
Chapter completed!
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