The altar and the cracked statue. Luo Yu'an had seen such a scene before.
During the month of the god's birthday, she would see the statue of the god every night. The only difference was that now there were no creepy moans coming out of the cracks of the statue, but only wisps of black smoke that gathered around the statue and did not dissipate.
To be fair, this is a scene that would scare anyone who sees it, but Luo Yu'an knew that this was the clan god, so he was not afraid at all and even felt a sense of surprise.
"Shishen?" she called softly.
"Come, come to me." The familiar gentle voice of Ujigami floated out from the dark gap.
As he spoke, the crack in the statue suddenly widened, and the drifting black air formed a passage that led directly into the body of the statue. Luo Yu'an did not hesitate, wearing the wedding dress, hugging the small white porcelain jar tightly, stepping on the black smoke, and finally falling into the enlarged dark crack.
The front seemed to be an abyss, or a deep sea, a dark and deep world, and the rolling black air became thicker and thicker, making Luo Yu'an feel like she was about to suffocate. Wrapped in this thick black air, many negative emotions began to erode her. The deeper she sank, the more stagnant the black air became, as if countless hands were dragging her in all directions.
In the deepest part of this dark and chaotic world, there is a white figure emitting light. He floats alone in the deep black. The white light emanating from his body dispels the dark air around him, making him look like a pearl falling in the mud, so conspicuous and beautiful.
He opened his eyes and looked at Luo Yu'an from afar. Luo Yu'an instantly felt that he had an inexplicable power. He struggled to break free from the shackles of the black "mud" and fell towards him like a tired bird returning to its nest.
In this black world, she has another color, the red of red camellia, which represents the red of emotion and desire. That red does not come from her wedding dress, but from herself.
The red fell into the pure white and blended together.
Luo Yu'an was in a trance for a moment before he realized that he was hugging Shi Shen. He hugged his waist, buried his face in his chest, and hugged him tightly.
This was the first time she was so close to Ujigami. In the months before that, she just held his sleeve from time to time and had never even touched his hand.
She subconsciously let out a sigh of satisfaction.
In fact, she had figured it out a long time ago. After leaving the old house, she planned to kill people and her own death, and deep in her heart she always had a heavy longing. She couldn't help but buy the pot of red camellia, and when she stared at it every day, she slowly understood.
She worshipped, respected, feared and was curious about the God of the Clan. In addition, she also had a woman's love for a man. However, this feeling was inappropriate and difficult to express. She knew very well that she was just an ordinary person with nothing. Even if she met the God of the Clan by accident, there would be no future for her.
She was not greedy. She felt very satisfied just to see Ujigami one more time before her death.
But now, what is this? Is it an imaginary world after death? Can people still dream and fantasize after death
Being held tightly by the wife he chose with all her might, unwilling to let go, the smiling Ujigami did not struggle, but raised his sleeves and scratched her back, pulling out pieces of invisible black air. This was the evil of murder, just like the countless thick black colors here.
He grabbed the black air that flowed along her black hair and dispersed it outside the white light, mixing it with the black air outside. Then, only the bright red of love and affection remained on Luo Yu'an's body.
"You said you would offer me sacrifices, and I gave you permission."
After hearing this, Luo Yu'an finally raised her head from his arms and saw Shi Shen's face so close to her. She unconsciously showed a cherishing and flattering smile and hugged him tighter, thinking, this world after death is really happy.
Being held tightly by someone was a novel experience. Ujigami still smiled slightly, letting him hold her, and continued, "So, you will be my wife from now on."
Ujigami can choose his wife, and there is only one Ujigami from birth to death. According to ancient customs, when someone gives Ujigami a gift that pleases him and offers to support him alone, it is equivalent to actively proposing to conclude a marriage contract. If Ujigami is willing, he will turn the person into a "ghost" and grant her an existence similar to his own, and they will live and die together from then on.
The wife of each god, whether male or female, is their messenger walking on earth.
Of course, the most important requirement for offering sacrifices to the clan god and concluding a marriage contract is the other party's burning feelings and strong desire. Only in this way can one break the boundary between life and death, leave the Styx, the origin and destination of everything, pursue the heart's yearning and return to the clan god, thus completing this divine marriage.
"Wife?" Luo Yu'an was a little stunned. He really dared to fantasize. Thinking about marrying the god in the afterlife, was this considered blasphemy? It should be considered, but...
"It feels so good." She muttered, burying her face in Ujigami's chest again, nuzzling it comfortably.
Although I shouldn’t think this way, I feel really happy.
When Ujigami saw his wife laughing softly in his arms, he felt that she seemed a little more enthusiastic, much more enthusiastic than before. Could this be the difference between before and after marriage? He didn't quite understand, and slowly sank into the darkness while holding his wife.
When Luo Yu'an was finally happy enough, she found that the two of them were floating in the thick black air, still sinking slowly and quietly. She couldn't help but do something she had wanted to do for a long time, she touched Shi Shen's sleeve, put her hand into his wide long sleeve, and touched his hand. Nails, fingertips, joints, every inch of the palm and back of the hand.
The porcelain-like cold and white hand was gently pulled out from her long sleeves. Luo Yu'an lowered her head, carefully placed her cheek on the palm of the hand, closed her eyes and took a breath.
"There is a very pleasant fragrance. What is it?" Luo Yu'an said to himself while sniffing the hand.
Ujigami smiled and replied, "I'm afraid it's the scent of my ashes."
Luo Yu’an: “…” She raised her face, which had turned wooden in an instant, and looked at Shi Shen’s smile, guessing that he was teasing her on purpose.
She pretended not to hear and buried her entire face and nose in Ujigami's hand, rubbing it harder several times.
Ujigami smiled and repeated, "It is the incense of ashes. My ashes were melted into it when the statue was cast."
After being mentioned twice by the clan god, Luo Yu'an suddenly remembered the small white porcelain jar in her hand. She let go of the clan god and took the small porcelain jar in front of her. She felt that it seemed to contain her own ashes.
Why are there ashes? Was she cremated? How can ashes appear in my hands after a person is cremated
What kind of afterlife is this? Luo Yu'an held up the small porcelain jar and showed it to the clan god.
Ujigami pointed at the small porcelain jar with the hand she had taken out from her sleeve, "Where do you want to put your ashes?"
"Where should I put it?" Luo Yu'an asked back, she was very confused.
Ujigami suggested, "How about putting it in my body?"
Luo Yu'an once again began to reflect on herself, wondering if her fantasies about the afterlife were too much. If the actions of this clan god were all her dreams, then what exactly was she asking for in her heart? What was she thinking about doing to the clan god? Was she such a person? Only now did she get to know a new self.
Of course she would not refuse, if after her death, her ashes could really be placed with the god - she dared not dream of storing them in his body, but placing them in the shrine in front of him would be fine. Unfortunately, that was impossible, after all, it was not a flower that could be beautiful if placed there, now it was all illusion.
"Oh." Luo Yu'an sighed.
"Why, you don't want that? If you want to store it in the ancestral hall, that's fine too." The god said indulgently.
"No, I want to leave it with you. But it would be nice if it were true."
Ujigami understood what she was getting at and explained, "It's true."
Luo Yu'an sighed.
"It's true." Ujigami said again.
Luo Yu'an leaned his head on his chest and took two breaths of satisfaction.
Well, forget it. Ujigami smiled as he looked at the head in front of his chest. He stretched out his hand to open his shirt, revealing a crack across his chest. It was like the crack on a piece of broken porcelain. On the flawless porcelain, the crack was extremely conspicuous and ugly.
Luo Yu'an looked at him in surprise, and saw through the crack that there was nothing in Shi Shen's body, empty. Shi Shen opened his hand, smiled slightly and said to her: "Come on, put it in."
The ashes she stored in the small white porcelain jar were red, and the bright red color fell into the crack on Shi Shen's chest. During this process, Shi Shen kept gazing at her with a smile. As Luo Yu'an watched, she suddenly had a strong urge to cry. She felt very warm and at ease, as if she had returned to her most beloved home, and something wrapped her up and protected her.
A few drops of bright red dust fell into the cracks of the white porcelain, dyeing the white porcelain near the cracks red. Luo Yu'an reached out and wiped and touched it. She touched the long crack and felt that the cold porcelain under her hand had also warmed up, warm and fragrant.
Such a clan god was very strange, but Luo Yu'an was not afraid at all. Her eyes fell on the crack on the body, and she felt a surge of pity. The crack was like a long, unhealable wound. She unconsciously moved forward and gently rubbed the crack with her nose and lips.
Ujigami: “…” Well, how should I put it, young people are really enthusiastic.
When Luo Yu'an looked up and saw the expression and eyes of Shi Shen, he inexplicably felt ashamed and embarrassed, and bowed his head to apologize.
“… I’m sorry.” He apologized while hugging the other person tightly.
Ujigami graciously put his white sleeves on her and asked her, "Do you want to see my birth?"
"Your birth?" Luo Yu'an was confused again. Can I still imagine such a thing
She nodded subconsciously.
The god then stroked her face, lifted her up, and gently pressed her against his chest. His movements were very gentle and forceless, but Luo Yu'an felt her body suddenly become heavy, like a stone, suddenly sinking into the mud, sinking into the god's chest!