The opportune time had come, everything was ready.
Taking a humble and reverent position, Fengyu looked at the bowl and the sense of nature hidden within…
"Seoi Zi Ling!" he started chanting, his words awkward, yet a feeling of being listened to rose.
"Loi zo ngop!" He suddenly saw a gleam of light rising from the bottom of the water bowl, light raising the water above the bowl.
"Jap ci tou tang!" The water suddenly gushed over the bowl, flowing over the whole totem, seemingly an endless water coming out of the bowl.
"Zuk fuk ngo dang!" With a last chant, the totem seemed to be drenched with the light water.
Splash
The water rose once more, taking the form of a small humanoid body above the bowl, difficult to discern.
"Seoi zoi sung baai ngo?" An ethereal voice sounded as the words were conveyed.
Fengyu knew not their meaning, but he felt a sense of understanding.
Looking over to his ducks, he nodded.
