The once whispering Fate Carving Shrine quickly fell silent.
Two rows of musicians wearing Noh masks took their seats one after another, each picking up their instrument,
while the dancer stood in the center of the shrine, accompanied by the sound of instruments, beginning to perform the play about the Yuan Shan myth where the samurai seeks his wife.
Wang Congshan stood in place, squinting as she watched, the form of the performance in front of her was still traditional Noh,
The dancer bent their knees, shifting their center of gravity downwards, keeping the soles of their feet glued to the stage without lifting their ankles, appearing to make slow circular movements like a compass, alternately dancing and singing.
Putting aside the so-called "poetry" and "aesthetic," Wang Congshan couldn't fully appreciate this form of art, instead finding it somewhat eerie—
Accompanied by the desolate flute and drum sounds,
