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Chapter 131 The Weird Banquet

After hearing that, the woman named Cui Lan became even more insane, her face covered with tears and mud.

She was gagged and couldn't speak, and could only let out a beast-like wail from her throat, but she could only watch as a group of villagers in strange costumes carried bamboo chairs and put them on the wooden boat.

"He's wife is on the road, and the idlers avoid it! The Dragon King chooses a concubine, good luck to all lives, get up!"

With the hoarse cry of the snake woman, some villagers cut the rope that tied the wooden boat with a knife.

Almost at the moment of entering the water, the wooden boat drifted away at high speed along the current.

It is extremely unbelievable that the rope was cut, and the boat drifted straight towards the river strangely.

But the river surface was shrouded in white mist, and the wooden boat shuttled through the vast mist until it reached the middle of the river, and the boat disappeared from sight.

I still wanted to look carefully for the wooden boat floating on the river, but an old voice came from my ear.

"Little girl, little girl!"

I opened my eyes at once, and saw Grandma Liu standing on the head of the bed. At this time, I saw that it was already bright outside.

My consciousness was still a little drowsy, and I raised my head in confusion and said, "Grandma, what's the matter?"

Grandma Liu smiled and said, "It's time to eat."

I rubbed my dizzy and aching head, sat up from the bed, and went out after a few instructions from Grandma Liu.

I glanced at the time, it was already noon, I quickly got up from the bed, thinking of my dream, I couldn't help but feel very confused.

The woman in the black wedding dress in my dream who was sacrificed to the Dragon King should be Grandma Liu's daughter, Cui Lan.

But that was all decades ago, why would I have such a strange dream.

This makes me feel very puzzling.

Maybe it's because I live in the house where Cui Lan lived?

There are more important things now, and I don't allow me to think about them too much.

I thought Granny Liu would let me eat at her house, but I didn't expect that.

Seeing me coming out, Grandma Liu said to me: "Tomorrow is the Ghost Festival. According to the rules of our village, there is a wedding banquet before offering sacrifices to the Dragon King, and all the villagers in Hualong Village will go to the banquet."

"Am I going too?"

I was a little worried about Chu Yuan's safety. After all, he didn't come back all night, so I didn't really want to attend the banquet for offering sacrifices to the Dragon King.

Grandma Liu said with a smile, "It's the rule to eat!"

Only then did I realize that she had changed into a pudding-gray gown.

"All right!"

I hesitated a bit reluctantly.

The wedding banquet before worshiping the Dragon King was held at the home of the old village head. After the death of the old village head, only the wife of the old village head was left alive.

There has been no village head in the village for so many years.

When I walked out of the courtyard with Grandma Liu and walked on the village road, I discovered that red happy seeds were pasted on the doors of houses on both sides of the village, and red paper lanterns were also hung.

When I followed Granny Liu, I met a lot of villagers, but the eyes of these villagers looked at me revealing a strange look.

They stared straight at me, some feared and hated but did not dare to show it too clearly, and some looked at me as if they were prey.

"White veil, red girl, tinkling gongs and drums.

Kill a hundred chickens, toast a hundred wines, and pray for blessings from the Dragon King! "

Several children who seemed to be no more than five or six years old ran past, and I saw some of them holding red cloths in their hands, and two of them were pulling white veils, bouncing and talking nursery rhymes.

"What are they doing?" I asked.

"The ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Dragon King is about to begin, and what they hold in their hands is the offering to the Dragon King." Grandma Liu explained to me as she walked.

Watching a few children bouncing away on the village road, I felt extremely confused in my heart.

When I arrived at the old village head's house, because I was a foreign guest, Grandma Liu motioned for me to sit at the table.

After I sat down, I found that most of the people sitting in the yard were old men and women. All the old men were expressionless and sat on the stools blankly, as if they were waiting for some order.

I glanced around, looked away, and asked in a low voice, "Why are they all old?"

Granny Liu smiled unabated: "The village is almost dead, and no one outside is willing to come in. The villagers living here are almost all old, weak, sick and disabled!"

Thinking of Grandma Liu's experience in Hualong Village mentioned to me last night, I nodded to express my understanding.

But I looked at the old men and women around me with weird eyes, and I wanted to say something. At this time, Grandma Liu said first: "The old village chief's wife is here."

The door of the main room opened, and an old woman with white hair, dry and thin, and wrinkled face came out stooped and sat on the main seat in the main hall.

I don't know if he is blind, but his eyes are cloudy.

After the old village head's wife was seated, she behaved very strangely. Instead of picking up the bowl and eating with chopsticks, she approached and sucked with her nose.

Not only her, but also the other old people in the yard.

Everyone is sniffing.

Looking at the weird scene in front of me, my back felt a little numb, and I couldn't help but look at Grandma Liu who was sitting next to me, and asked nervously and in a low voice, "Grandma, what's going on? Why don't they eat vegetables, they use to suck. "

Granny Liu was not surprised, and said with a smile: "Of course you have to smell the food before you know whether it tastes good or not."

This explanation is very far-fetched.

Hualong Village is isolated from the world and is not rich. In such a poor and remote place, it is impossible to be rich at all.

Therefore, when you eat more, you should care about whether you can be full, not whether it tastes good.

Fortunately, those old people in the yard started to move their chopsticks slowly after smoking.

Fortunately, I bought some biscuits before I came to the village. I just moved my chopsticks a few times, and didn't dare to eat them at all.

I looked at the meat on the table, and in this remote place, I couldn't imagine how the meat on the table was obtained.

After finally getting through the time, those old people started to get up one after another and walked out the door.

At this time, I noticed another strange place.

It seems that since I entered the yard, I haven't seen other villagers speak.Although they can make sounds, their eyes are empty and their faces are very stiff.

How is this going! ?
According to common sense, in this kind of occasion, it should be very noisy, why are these old people expressionless.

It's like... a doll.

Suddenly thinking of this word, I couldn't help shivering.

As I watched, those old people stood up straight and walked out the door without looking back, which made me feel even more strange in this village.

Seeing that the people had almost left, I also said to Granny Liu: "Grandma, if there is nothing else, I will go back too."

Granny Liu didn't speak, but nodded with a smile.

I stood up, and just took two steps, when I thought of something, I pretended to be calm and said to Grandma Liu, "Can I walk around the village?"

Grandma Liu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Yes, but we must go back before dark."

(End of this chapter)