Strongest Abandoned Immortal

Chapter 5 The Taoist Priest
"Shu'er, what are you doing with this stone? If you like stones, my brother will go to the stream in the back mountain to find some pieces for you some other day. They will surely look a hundred times better than that piece of charcoal head." Yue Wenhan wondered, his own The girl is notoriously shrewd, no one can take advantage of her, what happened tonight.Not only bought a broken book, but also regarded a black stone as a treasure.

"Don't worry about it, I just like this stone." Wen Shu had already squeezed through the crowd and walked to the door of Suqing Temple. The neighbor girl Liu Nizi, who has always been friends with Wen Shu, was still at the door of Suqing Temple Waiting for the brothers and sisters.

In her last life, Wen Shu lived a muddle-headed life, and only when she died did she realize that there are still immortals in this world.Although Yimeng woke up, it seemed like a lifetime away, but in the kitchen, he found the magic circle under the stove, that is, what Chen Lang said about cultivating immortals was probably true.

Now that she has an opportunity, she will not let it go.

Wen Shu made up her mind that when she returned from watching the ceremony tonight, she must think carefully about the spirit stone and the two broken books in her hand.

It’s been a while since dinner, the afterglow has faded, the sky is dark, the lanterns on the willow trees are lit up, and they are swaying among the noisy voices, tall or short, and people of all colors go to the gate of the Taoist temple. Squeeze away.

The country where Huizhen is located is called Rui Country, which advocates Taoism and is a country dominated by farming.

Lihuo Festival is a festival appointed by Emperor Ruijia, the founder of the country. Every four years, the third day after the Summer Society (similar to the summer solstice) is the Lihuo Festival.

After Xiashe, when the autumn wind blows, it is the season when the rice is eared and the millet is ripe, and it is also the season that most likely to attract pests such as locusts to eat the grain and grass.

Every Lihuo Festival, the mayor will invite the Taoist priests of the temples in the town to preside over the ceremony to pray and drive away the pests. The content of the ceremony is the same. On a wooden tower built in a day.

The so-called emperor millet is a kind of high-quality rice that is only produced in Wuyue, Yanwu and other places in Ruiguo.

There are folk rumors that eating this kind of emperor millet all the year round can nourish the skin, protect the hair, and strengthen the muscles and bones, but Wen Shu only thinks that is a rumor. If it really has such effects, what else do you need to do with the precious tonics such as ginseng and deer antler.

What's more, Huangsu can only be eaten by the nobles of the imperial capital and a few privileged people in the country. Commoners like Wen Shu who live in remote towns can only see it once every four years at the Li Huo Festival. Said it was eaten.

The magic of emperor millet is that it matures one month earlier than ordinary rice. When it encounters a spice called calamus, it will emit a sweet and glutinous aroma similar to that of cooked rice. , can attract locust swarms in a radius of ten miles.

On the night of the Li Fire Festival, you only need to place the emperor millet on the table and light a bonfire. The emperor millet will produce a fragrance when it encounters the fire. The locusts within a hundred kilometers have heard the fragrance and will not come to disturb the crops. .

Such an approach sounds a bit mysterious, but it is extremely effective.

Therefore, the bonfire lighting ceremony of the Li Huo Festival is related to the autumn harvest of the whole town. Every evening on the Li Huo Festival, after dinner, the townspeople in the town will automatically extinguish the fire, and wait until the emperor millet fumigates and emits a fragrance. After the ceremony, the furnace will be opened again to show auspiciousness.

Most of the bonfire lighting ceremonies are the same. It has been going on for hundreds of years in Ruiguo, and the practice is roughly the same in every town. The more times there are, the less fun the people have.

There is also a saying in the Li Fire Festival that the more people watching the ceremony, the more special the flames of the bonfire will be, which means that the town will have a better harvest this year.

In order to increase the festive atmosphere, each town has started to think about it. Some towns with riches and wealth even invited special theater troupes to set up a stage three days before the Li Huo Festival to attract popularity.

And this year, the mayor of Huizhen also racked his brains to come up with an attractive gimmick. Half a month earlier, he talked about the lighting method of the Li Fire Festival in Huizhen in the three towns and four towns. , Instead of people lighting the lamps, they invited the fairy fire dragon in the sky to light the lamps and then ignite the fire.

As soon as the news came out, not to mention the three nearby towns and four neighbors, even several counties far and near were also alarmed. In previous years, the lighting ceremony in Huizhen was all lit by the master of Suqing Temple who presided over the ceremony.

In such a small town of Huizhou, where is the supernatural power to invite a fire dragon to light the lamps?Except for the mayor of Huizhen and the owner of Suqing Temple, no one else knows the answer.

"There are quite a lot of people tonight." After reconciling with Liu Nizi, Wen Shu joined hands with her, relying on Wen Han to take the lead, got through the crowd and squeezed to the place closest to the viewing platform.

Huizhen is a border town with only [-] households and only two main streets.The mayor boasted about Haikou this time, which not only attracted more than half of the townspeople, but also attracted more than a thousand spectators from other places.

Wen Shu and Liu Nizi found many strange faces in the crowd.

"Isn't that right? I'm afraid there are several hundred people. No wonder the inn closes early today, and it's full in the near future." As soon as he opened the pen, his heart was filled with joy, and his fairly strong arms spread out flat, stopping the people who were pushing up from behind.

"Wen Shu, look there is a strange Taoist priest over there," Liu Nizi is Wen Shu's playmate, she is 13 years old, and in two years, she will marry in a neighboring town. There is no one to talk to.Walking with old friends again tonight, Wen Shu will inevitably feel a little bit emotional.

What Liu Nizi was referring to was a little Taoist priest standing under the viewing platform.

The one who presided over the sacrificial ceremony tonight was a Taoist priest from Suqing Temple in the town. The little Taoist priest was dressed differently from the other Taoist priests, and he stood out from the crowd.

Suqing Temple is the only Taoist temple in the town. There is one temple master, two Taoist priests, and three temple boys watching the ceremony.Except for the Guanzhu wearing a crown, the ordinary Taoist priests and Guantong are mostly dressed in a Taoist bun, with a black kudzu scarf on their heads, a white lotus-colored unlined garment, a pu-blue cassock, and grass shoes on their feet.

The clothes style of that little Taoist priest was not much different from that of Suqing Taoist priest, but the color was slightly different, and the workmanship was more exquisite. Wen Shu couldn't guess which tailor shop in the town could produce such clothes.

The little Taoist priest was about sixteen or seventeen, beardless, tall and thin, with a silver hairpin tied in his hair, and a black robe on his body.The wide cuffs are embroidered with some flame-like light patterns, and the clothes hang down to the ankles, shuttling through the crowd.

There were only so many people coming and going in Huizhen. Wen Shu had never seen a little Taoist priest in the town, so she was a little puzzled.She used the excuse that she could watch the ceremony more clearly by walking forward, and ordered Wen Han to move forward.

There was another wave of people pushing behind her. Wen Shu took advantage of the trend and squeezed away, ignoring the complaints in her ears. After some trouble, she squeezed to the place where the little Taoist priest was. When she stopped again, she found that the A little Taoist priest in cassock disappeared.

(End of this chapter)