Chapter 16: Jin Yao, the Shaman Dancer
The entire hall was filled with the sound of a pin drop being audible, with only the sound of Jin Yao's snoring.
"Oh my face~" Master Xiang covered his face. Fortunately, he was allowed to join the Confucian school. It was a disgrace to Confucianism, and it had nothing to do . As long as that kid was not stupid, he would never admit that he was a disciple of the Mohist school.
"It's my honor!" Gongsun Linglong was excited, looking at Lord Chu Nan on the field and Jin Yao behind the pillar with a look of excitement on her face.
The scholars around Jin Yao also stayed away and didn't want to have anything to do with him at all.
To put it simply, it means young people being naughty and sleeping in class; to put it more seriously, it means being disrespectful to elders and sages; to put it more seriously, it means being unmannered in front of the king and having no regard for elders.
This is absolutely a serious disrespect in Confucianism, so all the great Confucian scholars looked unhappy. Even the Confucian schools that were hostile to Xunzi had gloomy faces. This was a disgrace to the entire Confucianism.
Jin Yao seemed to sense the unusual atmosphere around him and was instantly startled. Then he found that there was no one around him. Han Fei and Li Si were winking at him, and the eyes of everyone in the hall were actually focused on him.
"Oh no, I was caught sleeping in class by the teacher. How could I make such a low-level mistake!" Jin Yao had no attitude of admitting his mistake. He just secretly hated himself for being too careless and letting his skills as a student go to waste.
"Whose turn is it to speak?" Jin Yao's eyes slid past Han Fei and Li Si and fell towards Lord Chu Nan in the field. He didn't know Lord Chu Nan, but fortunately, when each family came on stage, there would be an emcee holding a plaque to indicate which family was on stage.
"Yin Yang Family! Got it!" Jin Yao's mind raced and he shuddered and trembled all over, as if possessed by a ghost.
"If there is someone in the mountains, he is covered with ivy and wearing lady's vines." Jin Yao threw Ling Xu to Han Fei's hands, untied his hairband, let his long hair fly, danced with his sleeves, lay on the ground, shook his head and swung his long hair.
“???” Han Fei took the sword and looked at Jin Yao who was possessed by a ghost, and was a little dumbfounded.
Not only Han Fei was dumbfounded, everyone present was stunned by Jin Yao's actions. What was going on?
"Chu Ge, Mountain Ghost Sacrifice!" Xun Kuang looked at Jin Yao in surprise. What an amazing reaction!
Lord Chu Nan was also a little surprised. It seemed that the wizards in Chu did not sing as well as Jin Yao. Also, although the dance moves were a little awkward, they were still standard. Few people in their Yin-Yang family could do it.
"You are both charming and smiling. Do you admire my gracefulness?" Jin Yao didn't dare to stop, otherwise someone would die.
Fortunately, he had read the classics of Yin and Yang School in the past three days, because the poetry scores and dances were lost in later generations, so he paid special attention to them and remembered the sacrificial dance and style of the mountain ghost.
"What is he doing?" Li Si and Han Fei looked at each other, somewhat puzzled.
"Father, what's wrong with him?" Gongsun Linglong was also frightened by Jin Yao's actions.
"Yin-Yang School, Mountain Ghost Sacrifice!" Gongsun Long said in a low voice. He didn't believe that Jin Yao was really possessed by a ghost. He could only say that this kid's reaction was too quick. Moreover, he had read through the collections of hundreds of schools of thought and was able to remember the Mountain Ghost Sacrifice of the Yin-Yang School. He then pretended to be possessed by a mountain ghost to avoid this indiscretion.
Lord Chu Nan frowned. Others might think that Jin Yao was pretending, but he was a little suspicious. Even no one in their Yin-Yang family could inherit the Mountain Ghost. How did this Confucian disciple know about it?
In addition, the Yin-Yang School believed in the evil words, so Lord Chu Nan and the Yin-Yang School members all suspected whether Jin Yao had really gained some insights after listening to Lord Nan's speech and obtained the inheritance of the mountain ghost, which led to him being suddenly possessed by a ghost.
"Mom, why don't you stop? I can't remember the rest of the lyrics and dance!" Jin Yao was anxious. He didn't have a photographic memory and could only remember a part of it. Now he had sung and danced to the fourth sentence, "Being taken away by Shi Lanxi and Du Heng, Zhe Fang Xinxi lost her thoughts." He really couldn't remember anything after that.
Lord Chu Nan was still frowning . He really wanted to know how much of the mountain ghost inheritance this Confucian boy had obtained, so he didn't interrupt Jin Yao and just waited for Jin Yao to stop on his own.
"I am in the deep bamboo forest and can't see the sky. The road is dangerous and difficult and I am alone." Suddenly, a voice transmission emerged in Jin Yao's heart.
"Don't look around, don't talk, just remember it carefully!" After the lyrics, the figure stopped Jin Yao from looking around and continued to supplement Jin Yao with the subsequent lyrics and melody.
Jin Yao could only dance randomly, as long as the lyrics and tune were correct.
"Hmm?" Lord Chu Nan frowned. The lyrics and melody were correct, but the dance was wrong. "Could it be that our Yin-Yang family's sacrificial dance is wrong, and this young man's is correct?"
Now, Lord Chu Nan was also a little confused and began to doubt the Yin-Yang family's own records.
"... picking three beauties in the mountains, with rocks piled up and vines growing everywhere." The voice transmission continued, and Jin Yao was also dancing vigorously.
"Damn it, this old Taoist doesn't even remember what happened next, just pretend to be unconscious!" The voice cursed and reminded Jin Yao.
Jin Yao glanced at Han Fei and Li Si, and then looked around the hall, looking for a suitable place to escape. Finally, he found that the place where a group of dancers entered was the most suitable place for escape. He sang , then walked among the dancers and fell into the arms of a white-haired girl in gorgeous clothes. He secretly used force to knock himself unconscious.
As long as I'm really dizzy, no one will know that I'm pretending. As a man, you have to be harder on yourself!
"Fuck, you are so cruel!" The voice transmission sensed Jin Yao's decisiveness and couldn't help but sigh.
The white-haired girl was also frightened by Jin Yao. They were originally dancers from Feixue Pavilion of Yan State. They were specially invited to dance because of the grand occasion of Jixia Academy. They were also informed in advance that all the people present were famous scholars and big shots, so they could not make any mistakes and could not provoke them.
But Jin Yao was lying in her arms, holding her tightly, and she couldn't push him away.
"Is this all we can do? What a pity!" Lord Chu Nan and the Yin-Yang family all sighed. They had already believed that Jin Yao was not pretending. After all, the Yin-Yang family had not had the Mountain Ghost inheritance for a long time. Even they themselves were not sure whether Jin Yao's jump was right or wrong.
"Could this kid really be possessed by a mountain ghost?" Even Master Xiang hesitated. The Mohist School and the Yin-Yang School were old rivals. It was the Mohist School's fault that the Yin-Yang School's mountain ghost lineage was wiped out, so it was understandable that they hid the Yin-Yang School's mountain ghost sacrifice.
The problem is, Mohism has so much martial arts and scriptures to learn that who would want to learn the Mountain Ghost Sacrifice?
Moreover, the Mohist school also believed in ghosts and gods. The eighth level of the Mohist school's mental method was Ming ghosts, and Jin Yao was not far from the eighth level. It seemed possible that he could really summon mountain ghosts.
"How about going back to slice the things and study them?" Mr. Xiang's fingers began to tremble with excitement again.
The Mohist school of thought believes in ghosts and gods differently from other schools of thought. The Mohist school does not fear ghosts and gods, but wants to capture one or two ghosts and gods to study them and use their power for their own benefit, hence the name Ming Gui.
