Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 108, Star Lighting

When he came to the small bridge by the stream, Li Yun unloaded the incense table with Huanglong pattern from the tricycle, put it on the side of the small bridge by the stream, lit two incense candles, and burned a row of incense.

Raising the somewhat worn-out white flag, the wind chimes hanging on it jingled and hung beside the desk.

This is the annual Zhongyuan Festival, which has been a custom in Xiangtou Village since ancient times. It was presided over by Xuan Daozi in the past. Now that Xuan Daozi has traveled around the world, the task of the Zhongyuan Festival naturally falls to Li Yun. on the body.

After setting up the simple dojo, the sky gradually darkened, and the lights of Baijia came on.

On the contrary, after nightfall, everyone in the crowd, especially the children, looked excited. It was happiness for them to be able to hang out with their friends at night, which is usually not so good. After six o'clock, they will basically not be allowed to go out.

More and more people came to the side of the stream, and the fruit plates, pork dishes, and steamed buns in their hands were all placed on the bank of the stream.

"Isn't the old man hosting today, is it reliable or not?"

"Is it different for Daoist Xiaoyun to preside? They are all Taoist priests anyway."

"Really been waiting."

People were discussing in a hurry, but Li Yun also turned a deaf ear, just looked at the river, and took out his mobile phone to look at the time.

"Well, it's almost time."

Not waiting for the time for the ceremony, but waiting for the villagers who have not yet returned to the village. This is a festival for the whole village. Unless they are really in a hurry, most people will usually come to the scene.

At this time, the old man Liu who had suffered the fire before appeared, and came to the side of the creek with a plate full of pork heads, and a bag of paper money and a small paper boat in his hand.

Through the plastic bag, Li Yun vaguely saw a line of words such as "Thank you Taoist Shushu" on the small paper boat.

The corners of Li Yun's mouth twitched, this thing is obviously used to pay homage to the dead, not to pay homage to himself!
By the way, why is it sorghum.
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, old man Liu, have you healed from your injury so quickly?" Li Yun said without further entanglement.

Old man Liu nodded gratefully.

"Thank you Xiaodao, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid our family would not be spared. My injury is almost healed. It's my daughter-in-law. The injury is a bit serious, but it's not too serious. Now the child is with her Well." Old man Liu took out a big plastic bag from his backpack, and said embarrassedly: "This is the rice cake that our family made before, if you don't dislike it"

"Rice cakes." Li Yun looked at the plastic bag with some surprise. When he was a child, he loved eating this kind of snacks the most. In the past, Xuan Daozi would bring some up when he went down the mountain for alms.

"I don't dislike it, I really like to eat it. When I was a child, I didn't know how long I wanted to eat this kind of peanut rice cake. Thank you very much." Li Yun took the rice cake with a smile. This big bag of rice The cake is estimated that you can eat it for a long time.

The old man Liu was flattered and said: "No thanks, no thanks, these cheap things are just my little care, they are worthless."

"Money can't measure everything. In Pindao's view, this bag of rice cakes is more attractive than a bag of money." Li Yun smiled slightly, took out rice cakes from the bag, and began to chew.

The faint sweetness of peanut candy and the glutinous aroma of the bread make it smoother and sweeter in the mouth. The unfamiliar and familiar taste is exactly the same as when he was a child. Li Yun seldom eats these things since he entered junior high school .

Seeing the satisfied expression on Li Yun's face, old man Liu knew that this was not a polite remark, and said with emotion.

"Xiao Daoist is really free and easy. He treats money like dung. A layman like me also admires it."

"If you're not free and easy, how can you be detached?" Li Yun shook his head with a smile. If he could use worldly money, he would prefer worldly money, but it's really useless.

"I'm afraid that ordinary people like us will never be able to touch your realm." Old man Liu sighed helplessly, then mentioned his own things, and then said: "I won't bother the Taoist priest anymore, wait for me in a while My daughter-in-law is ready, and our whole family will go to your Sanqing Temple to fulfill our vows."

"You are always welcome." Li Yun smiled slightly.

Old man Liu walked to his own place and arranged his own worship supplies. Every household here has its own place.

While eating peanut cakes, Li Yun watched Hanxiang playing hide-and-seek with the children. This thousand-year-old girl had completely released her childish nature.

Li Yun, who was watching from the sidelines, found that Hanxiang always hides in some very honest places, and these children can always catch her at the first time, and then the places where the children hide are especially hard to guard against, causing Hanxiang to always hide. It's the one who caught people.

Regarding this, Li Yun could only sigh with emotion.

"She's just a child. Don't let her go."

During the play, the time has come, and the whole village has already arrived at their own position. Even Han Xiang, who didn't know why, was dragged to the side of the creek by the excited children.

"Big sister, I will definitely surprise you next time!" the children said cheerfully.

Seeing that all the households in the village were already in their seats, Li Yun also ate the rice cakes in his hand, straightened the crown of righteousness, and picked up the long white flag beside him.

The white flag swayed and the wind chimes rang.

Light the joss sticks, burn the incense, pick up the pardon, bow to the sky, and say.

"Rise up the white flag, summon the soul bell, amnesty the local officials, pass away the lonely soul, and save the lonely ghosts of the ten directions."

"Worship the ancestors, get up!"

As soon as Li Yun finished speaking, everyone lit the candles on the oil-paper boat and put them into the creek.

Hundreds of lights, and oiled paper boats go down the stream to guide the dead and convey the thoughts of the ancestors.

The scene was so spectacular that even Han Xiang was stunned.

"What a nice view."

"It is rumored that the paper boats lit by hundreds of lanterns can guide the dead relatives home on this day." An old woman with a cane next to Hanxiang looked at the small paper boat and said with a faint smile: "I don't know Can my wife see that 60 years ago, he took me to this creek to see the lights? That was the first time we met."

"Perhaps. You should be able to see it." Hanxiang didn't know how to answer the words, she should be in the Samsara Division now, maybe she can't see it
Just when Hanxiang was thinking this way, someone beside her suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, what is this?"

Everyone exclaimed.

Han Xiang turned around and looked, shocked by the scene in front of her.

Hundreds of paper boats, hundreds of candles, glowing with fluorescent lights, and starlight lights floating in the sky, covering the entire stream
(End of this chapter)