"Broken Bamboo, Continuation Bamboo, Flying Soil, Zhu Rou!"
The voice of Professor Yao singing the 'Hunting Song' echoed over the hunting ground.
This seemed like a spell.
The melodious horn sound vaguely came from the fog, its age-old melody making everyone's spine shiver.
The audience on the field involuntarily stood up.
Confusion clouded everyone's eyes, but gradually, it seemed like they all understood something. Then slowly, in harmony with the horn sound coming from that small world, they started to chant softly:
"On Ji Day Wei Wu, already Uncle already pray. The field car is already good, and the four horses are Kong Fu..."
"On Ji Day Geng Wu, Already dispatched my horse. The beasts gather, the hunt points forward..."
"The bow has been strung, the arrows have been cocked"
"Shoot this little boar, annihilate this great beast!"
"To entertain guests, and to drink offering!"
"To entertain guests, and to drink offering!!"
"To entertain guests, and to drink offering!!!"
