Accept to bear a curse in exchange for information about the person you love thanks to Wu's (Shaman's) magic.

One fateful day, Princess Mei Ling was determined to find the origin of this enchanting music. She heard that in the Guzhu country, there was a shaman named Wu who had lived since ancient times and had the ability to ask for heavenly secrets.

She rode her horse all the way to the remote northeastern Guzhu country, and when she reached the foot of a mountain called Tianming, her horse was exhausted.

The beautiful Princess Mei Ling, dressed in a gorgeous embroidered silk dress, but her tired feet struggled to reach the mist-shrouded Tianming Mountain. She found Shaman Wu in a small hut, surrounded by smoke and the scent of herbs. She approached with determination but also a little anxiety.

Princess Mei Ling knelt before Shaman Wu:

• "Master Wu, I have crossed mountains and rivers to ask for your wisdom. I want to know the identity of the zither player in the forest, whose music captivated my heart."

Shaman Wu's voice was calm and steady:

• "Young princess. But know this: to perform the magic of asking for the heavenly way to reveal the identity of a person whose information is so obscure, the questioner often has to suffer a very serious consequence."

Mei Ling clutched her silk robe anxiously:

• "I am willing to pay any price. I cannot bear the uncertainty anymore. My heart yearns for the man behind the music.

Shaman Wu's eyes reflected the wisdom of the times and said:

• "To reveal the identity of the person you love, you must accept a curse. A curse that binds you without revealing its nature until you swear to accept the curse and the light of heaven shines upon you. Do you understand the seriousness of this oath?"

Mei Ling's eyes flashed with determination:

• "I don't care what the curse is. I believe in my heart, Shaman Wu. I will accept this curse. The identity of the person I love is worth any price."

Shaman Wu held up the silver threads that sparkled in the dusk and said:

• "Alright. Say your oath and I will ask the heavens for you, but the heavens will decide your fate."

Mei Ling spoke confidently,

• "I, Mei Ling, Princess of the Zhou Dynasty, swear to accept this curse without knowing what it contains, in the name of my love for the unknown Confucian scholar."

Shaman Wu whispered, the wind picked up as the air was thick with magic.

-"As Princess Mei Ling wishes. The threads of fate have been pulled."