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"Are there any precautions for burning the pagoda? Or is there any saying or taboo?" Xiang Yang asked Fu Gongdao. People of the older generation have a special superstition. Since the burning of the pagoda originally existed as a sacrifice to the **** of fire, there must be many taboos or things to pay attention to. Xiang Yang must understand all of these things in advance.

Grandpa Fu smiled, "There are some things that are said, in fact, in the beginning, the burning of pagodas was not just burning one alone, but burning two."

"The old street in Huhai Town during the Republic of China had fewer than a hundred shops and a population of tens of thousands, but there was a difference between the street on the left and the street on the right."

"The left half of the street is backed by the sea, and no one is backing it, but most of them are business shops run by wealthy people, such as theaters, stone lion statue shops, shipyards, grain merchants, rice shops, money houses, **** shops..."

"The right half of the street is mostly small vendors, such as rice cakes, snacks, tailor shops, etc., but the right half of the street is closer to the outside of the town, and within a hundred miles we have Yanlong, Yanjiang, and Yanqian. Wait for the eight villages to support you."

"Whenever it was time to burn the pagoda, one pagoda would be burnt on the left half of the street and one on the right half of the street.

Xiang Yang smiled, "Activities, pay attention to an atmosphere, burning one each is more lively than winning or losing."

Grandpa Fu shook his head, "It was like this at the beginning, but in the later stage of the struggle, it really became a struggle to win or lose. In 1949, the left half of the street and the right half of the street burned a red eye with the pagoda. At that time, it was the left half. In the street theater, a master was replaced, and he took out a hundred taels of gold to burn the pagoda. The fire burned for three days and three nights. There was still a mountain of firewood on the left side of the street, while the firewood on the right side of the street was almost burnt. , But everyone was fighting at the time. Who would give up easily?"

Xiang Yang smiled, the gap between the rich and the poor at that time was too big.

The street on the left side seems to have few shops, but they are all people who make money. The street on the right side seems to be crowded with people, but in fact there is no money.

"Definitely the right half of the street lost." Xiang Yang said with a smile.

"How can it?" Grandpa Fu frowned: "Just when the people on the right half of the street were embarrassed, I don't know who took the lead first, went home and picked a load of firewood at his home, and then the people on the right half of the street. They followed suit and went home. You carried my own firewood to the arena on the right half of the street, and continued to fight with the people on the left half of the street. The fire burned until the seventh day of the first month, and the burned people were tired, left and right. The people on both sides of the street are enjoying themselves, the firewood in the neighboring villages is almost burnt, and the hundred taels of gold in the theater are almost burned out, before the matter ends."

Zhang Qicheng's eyes brightened when he looked at Xiang Yang. He thought the Douta incident was very interesting. If possible, he wanted to restore this as well.

At that time, he ordered a pagoda with the investors of Binhai Hotel, and Xiang Yang took the other people in Yanlong Village to order a pagoda. Both parties would fight against the pagoda. It must be very lively and can arouse the passion of tourists. However, Zhang Qicheng could not be the master for the time being. He had to go back and discuss it with Li Chao and the others, so after hesitating for a while, Zhang Qicheng didn't say anything.

"Uh." Xiang Yang blinked and said in surprise: "The firewood at that time was not a simple thing. Everyone was so enthusiastic? You were willing to pick out your own firewood?"

In fact, Xiang Yang wanted to say that he was irrational.

At that time, the firewood was not a simple thing at all, but was really a necessity for life, and many people didn't even use it for their own use.

"Yes, enthusiasm." Grandpa Fu reminisced in his eyes again, "Douta is considered good, you don't know the guarding tower."

"One year, the devils hit Longcheng, and there was a guard group’s two devils and two devils stationed in Huhai Town. That year, when the national disaster was at the head, most of the males in the town went to the national disaster, and there was only one left in the village. The old and weak women and children weren’t going to burn the pagoda that year, because there were few people and there was no excitement, and I didn’t know who proposed to burn it, saying it was going to be a prosperous fire, which is a good omen."

"Since someone proposed to burn it, let's burn it, but the two devils won't let it! Send a battalion out to stop the pagoda and put it out."

Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows, and he could imagine the scene.

At that time, the national disaster was at stake, and most of the men went to the national disaster. There were basically only a few old and weak women and children in Huhai Town who were looking forward to the triumphant return of their father, husband, and son.

Burning a pagoda at that time is not actually a pagoda, but a hope for the future.

But the two devils are armed with guns. Even if everyone says that the two devils are not good at fighting, it is not something that a group of old and weak women and children can resist.

Xiang Yang and Zhang Qicheng looked at each other, and they all guessed that the pagoda hadn't burnt up.

"The big master in the theater at the time was handsome, with a delicate body. He often disguised himself as a woman to play Yuji. Everyone laughed at him as a weak man who couldn't hold his shoulders or hold his hands. If we didn't like that person when we were young, Will scold him, and when you grow up, you will be just like the head of the theater."

"That day, the two devils came, and when they came up, they wanted to chop off the pagoda with a saber, and hit people all the way."

"The performer has no makeup on his face. The man and the woman look like a beauty who is ruining the country and the people. At that time, I didn't see how he got in front of the leading two devils~www.mtlnovel. com~ I saw him grab the knife and immediately, hand in the two devil’s guns, a shuttle of bullets, and then raised his head and laughed, becoming a traitor and running dog, and even dared to join in the fun, no matter if you kill me today To add to the fun?"

"Everyone was stunned at the time. I didn't know how many scenes they watched. It was the first time that they knew that the weak and weak guys in the troupe had real skills.

"The master of the theater, with a group of martial arts, beat the two devils to the bottom, and finally handed in all their guns, killed a few who did a lot of evil on weekdays, and then didn't want the theater and rode. The horses of those two devils walked away with the swords and guns that were pulled off the two devils. In the decades that followed, I never saw them or heard from them again."

Having said that, Grandpa Fu wiped his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were already moist.

Xiang Yang sighed. Obviously Grandpa Fu had already guessed the ending of the troupe. If nothing else, they must have been killed on the battlefield. No news is actually the best news, because no news means they have a trace. Possibly, he later became a general with great achievements.

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