The start of the global recovery becomes the God of Luoshui River

Every general under Li San has an exclusive palace, which is the treatment they deserve.

The Yin soldiers also have single rooms, but the scale is much smaller.

The place where the Yin soldiers are located is called the barracks by Li San.

The reason for this distinction is firstly because of the strength of the crowd, and secondly because of the difference between generals and soldiers.

The ghost king's subordinates are collectively called generals by Li San.

And Yin soldiers are soldiers.

The barracks occupied an extremely large area, and it was destined that the number of Yin soldiers would increase.

It is inevitable that there will be no rules without rules.

After thinking about it, Li San took out the soldier talisman.

After chanting a spell, thirty Yin soldiers appeared in front of Li San...

....

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed since the Port C incident.

It was September, and the autumn wind was blowing again, full of chilling air.

With the arrival of late autumn, the Luoshui River has also cooled down. Outside the river temple, except for the evergreen pine trees, the willow trees have begun to wither and turn yellow.

Outside the River Temple.

The flowers in the garden are no longer blooming, and it's time to wither.

On both sides of the road further away, countless golden willow leaves fell and spread on the ground, turning the black asphalt road into gold.

At the entrance of a shop, a Shiba Inu lay on the ground with its eyes closed. It seemed to be sleeping soundly.

The autumn wind blew, and a willow leaf fell on Shiba Inu's nose, which opened the eyes of the sleeping Shiba Inu.

In the distance, there are children chasing the falling leaves, and the children are having a great time.

On the street, there are also pedestrians passing by in twos and threes. From time to time, some people enter the store and browse the products.

The same is true for the grass in the green belt, which gradually turns yellow after being blown by the chilling autumn wind.

Outside the Heshen Temple, some temple fair workers were sweeping the leaves on the ground with brooms to keep the road clean.

When the staff saw a piece of paper flying by, they picked it up subconsciously, wanting to see what was written on it.

He didn't notice that beside him stood a man in a blue robe floating in the air.

Ruyu stretched out her fingers, and a golden willow leaf floated in, sandwiched between the two fingers.

Chapter 241 The Year I Died

Li San looked at the golden willow leaves in his hand and whispered, "It's another autumn, the year I passed away was September..."

That year, the entire Luoshui County was filled with golden clothes, and so was the autumn wind outside the window, with a chilling meaning.

It's another autumn, but the old friend is not there, and Luoshui County in front of him has already become a prosperous Luoshui City.

Immediately, Li San fingered the golden light through the leaves, and the originally yellow willow leaves became even more golden, and even the veins could be seen clearly.

In one thought, Li San turned the willow leaf in his hand into a high-quality label.

"That's right, the first autumn leaf that recovers and returns to the world can be clipped in a book and used as a label."

Li San played with the golden leaves in his hands, thinking to himself.

"There is a thousand-year-old willow tree over there. Its leaves are even more beautiful. I'll go and have a look and pick a few by the way." With a thought in mind, Li San stepped forward, with golden ripples under his feet and a faint sandalwood fragrance. scattered in the void.

The blue robe on his body was swaying in the wind, making Lao Zhang on the side pouted his nose and whispered that it was really fragrant.

Old Zhang seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head to look around.

Empty.

"Huh? Why is it so fragrant?" Lao Zhang muttered, "Could it be that the wind blows out the sandalwood from the temple?"

Looking at the empty surroundings, Lao Zhang didn't think much, shook his head, and continued to sweep the fallen leaves in front of the temple gate.

At the gate of the temple, Jingui, the administrator of the temple fair, and others also came out with brooms, ready to clean the road.

"As soon as the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, it will be the Double Ninth Festival. People will burn incense and offer sacrifices, and our temple will usher in another wave of peak visitor flow." Jingui's voice came.

Lao Zhang nodded and echoed, "Yes, Chongyang not only worships the ancestors, but also worships the gods. But I heard that this year, the streets of Binhe Road will distribute grain and oil, and the old people can receive it. Have you heard?"

"En!" Everyone nodded.

"I don't know what's going on this year? There's clear oil. I remember that only one bag of rice was distributed last year." Someone echoed.

In front of the temple gate, Jingui and other temple fair staff chatted while sweeping the floor.

Chongyang originated from the worship of the sky by the ancients. It began in ancient times, spread in the Han Dynasty, flourished in the Tang and Song Dynasties, and is valued by the world.

The same is true of this parallel world.

Nine and nine return to one, the first yuan begins, and the sun and the moon meet nine, which is the Double Ninth Festival.

In ancient times, people believed that Chongyang Festival was an auspicious day. After the development of the times, folks had the customs of worshiping gods and praying for blessings, offering sacrifices to ancestors, climbing high and looking far, enjoying the scenery in autumn, wearing dogwood, etc. on the Double Ninth Festival.

This habit has been passed down to this day, and it has been represented by people to respect the elderly. Respecting the elderly, worshiping gods and praying for blessings are the main contents of modern people's festivals.

In the past few days, Jingui and others at the temple fair used the incense money in the temple to buy a lot of talisman papers, candlesticks and other things for sacrifices, just to prepare early.

Now there are far more pilgrims in the Heshen Temple than Zeng Jin, so they must prepare a lot.

Otherwise, it will be embarrassing if the Heshen Temple is out of stock.

Those things can actually be bought in shops on the street, but people always think that the ones bought in temples have fairy spirits and can also be considered auspicious.

In this way, everyone was moving goods all day yesterday, and prepared a lot of items for offering sacrifices and burning incense.

When everyone was chatting, they didn't see a figure in a water-blue robe standing not far behind them.

Seeing everyone chatting, Li San murmured, "Accounting for it, it will be the ninth day of September in a few days..."

In my memory, when I was in the Tang Dynasty, people also attached great importance to Chongyang.

Climb high and look far away, enjoy autumn chrysanthemums, wear dogwood and so on.