At that ti, I was young and ignorant. I didn’t know that I had missed a chance for fortune, just seeing my father and a few surrounding uncles from the Bai Bai family not being chosen, everyone’s faces were filled with regret and pity.
But the rules set by the ancestor, who would dare to question them?
So everyone knelt in place and waited.
After a while, the two blessed cousins were led out of the mountain by the tribe leader.
The original reverence activity was supposed to end then. According to the usual process, the tribe leader would lead everyone to kneel and thank the ancestor for protection, and then everyone would leave together.
But... just as the ceremony was ending, when I turned to leave with everyone, suddenly a voice ca from the back mountain.
It was the ancestor directly transmitting sound through a spell, the voice was clear, heard clearly by everyone present!
Chen Yan laughed, "This voice transmission by your ancestor, does it have anything to do with you?"
Yun Zhao blushed.
Chen Yan suddenly beca curious, "What did the ancestor say?"
Yun Zhao’s eyes were peculiar, but he finally spoke out.
"What the ancestor transmitted was..." Yun Zhao coughed here, then drank in a low voice, "’The kid in the second row on the left whose head has a patch of mixed white feathers, just the one who was kneeling and wiggling his butt around, you stay!’"
Chen Yan was stunned for a mont, then burst into laughter, "Brother Yun Zhao! You... you weren’t really wiggling your butt when kneeling before the ancestor, were you?"
Yun Zhao sighed, "The kneeling ceremony lasted a full hour! I was only four years old then, kneeling there for an hour, how could I manage to kneel still? Naturally, couldn’t help but wiggle around."
Chen Yan laughed while looking at Yun Zhao, "So, your head also has a patch of mixed white feathers?"
Yun Zhao’s face was helpless, "This patch of mixed feathers was inherited from my father’s bloodline, I don’t know why, in the Black Feather Division, the other skylarks have entirely black feathers, no mixed colors.
But only my family line, every few generations, there will always be one or two descendants with a patch of white mixed feathers on their heads.
Though not in every generation, only occasionally appearing.
This white mixed feather on the head, both I and my father have it, but my grandfather didn’t, I heard my great-grandfather seed not to have it either, but ancestors above my great-grandfather did."
Understood, sporadic generational inheritance—Chen Yan muttered in his heart.
"I later asked my father, this white feather, is because many, many years ago, our Black Feather Division once joined with the White Feather Division, one of my ancestors married a woman who ca from the White Feather Division, and the descendants born were my father’s branch.
So in our branch, occasionally children will have white mixed feathers appear on their heads."
Chen Yan nodded, "This matter doesn’t need to be explained in such detail. Return to the matter of your ancestor transmitting voice to keep you."
"Mm, okay." Yun Zhao’s face turned even more helpless, "You find it funny now, but when the ancestor suddenly transmitted voice, everyone was scared on the spot.
From the tribe leader downward, so elders, even my father, were so scared that they knelt on the ground in the direction of the back mountain, repeatedly kowtowing, calling for rcy, asking the ancestor for forgiveness.
My father was even more furious, glaring at , thinking that during the kneeling I was disrespectful, offending the ancestor, causing ancestor’s dislike.
Seeing my father’s expression then, he was angry, furious, afraid, he almost seed like he wanted to slap to death.
Yun Zhao’s tone was helpless but continued, "...At that ti my father’s hand raised up, I was already scared silly, unable to react.
But just then, the ancestor transmitted voice again.
He said, ’Why hit the child, I just find this child pleasing to the eye, like him in my heart.’
Brother, you know, just this sentence counted as saving my life.
My father has nine children, I wasn’t noticeable—seeing my father’s expression then, truthfully, if I really had offended the ancestor, he truly might have killed on the spot, using my life to compensate to the ancestor.
It was because of the ancestor’s words, my father was stunned then, suddenly ecstatic, grabbing , pressing my head onto the ground to kowtow!
As I was kowtowing, my head was full of dirt.
Father loudly said, ’Unworthy descendants appreciate ancestor’s favor or sothing.’
Even the tribe leader then had a strange look in his eyes towards .
I later found out that the ancestor had been in seclusion for several hundred years already, had never previously transmitted voice publicly, in past ceremonies, if the ancestor issued orders, it was only transmitted separately to the tribe leader.
Like that ti, to transmit voice publicly, letting all tribe mbers hear, was unprecedented.
Chen Yan curiously said, "That truly is your fortune, but why did you nod and shake your head just now when I asked?
You obviously gained the attention of your tribe’s ancestor, it’s a good thing."
Yun Zhao shook his head, though his expression was smiling, but that smile looked worse than crying, "Such a good thing, I really... if it could be transferred, I wish I could give it to soone else!"
"...What do you an?"
"That day the ancestor finally transmitted one last sentence, ’I find this child pleasing to the eye, quite like him, keep him here to serve .’"
Saying this, Yun Zhao’s eyes seed filled with grievance, "From that mont onward, I couldn’t even go ho, the tribe leader imdiately ordered my father to leave in the back mountain.
On that day, the tribe leader sent people over, at the foot of the mountain where the ancestor was in seclusion, built a thatched hut for to live in.
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