Wait until Xiaoqi is far away, and then everyone will come around and take a good look at these items.

The magic stick Jiang picked and sorted the items into categories, and directed these little guys to work without any politeness.

Soon Grandpa Ma Dashan was in front carrying a big pig's head, followed by little guys, some carrying baskets, some holding silk cloths, some carrying fruit plates...

The happiest thing was Tengfei, who was playing with each other while carrying a bench on his back.

The reason why he was happy was that his little bully rooster was now tied up by its feet and being carried by the little fat man.

Speaking of this chicken, it can be regarded as the shadow of Soaring's childhood.

It was there before dawn, making a lot of "ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh," and even scolding it didn't understand.

As for beating it, you must not mess with his big rooster in the village. Because it is not an ordinary chicken at all, but a "combat chicken" that can participate in sprints.

Now when I think about the scene of being pecked by it, I feel pain in my butt and balls.

If you want to defeat it, never turn around, only face it bravely, and then kick without mercy!

When Tengfei was being pecked and howling, he swore to the sky that one day I would eat his flesh and drink his soup.

Sure enough, as long as you live long enough, all this will eventually come true.

However, this fighting chicken would not be restrained. It kept flapping its wings, and from time to time it would use its sharp beak to peck the invincible hands of the small village to sneak attack on the little fat man.

Who is Little Fatty? But besides being treated obediently by the private school teacher every day, who has the little young lady from Wolong County been afraid of? In his spare time, he spends his time wandering around with cats and dogs. The big rooster in the village is nothing to him. He can even do cockfighting stuff, so he can't bear this loss.

It didn't take long to arrive.

At the foot of Bald Eagle Mountain, Zhang Captou had already cleared an open space with dozens of people.

Twos and threes gathered together to brag and pass the time. There were many people and it was quite lively. All the elders in the village were also present.

Shen Guangjiang began to direct the layout of the venue, put two benches together, cut the red silk cloth and laid it out, put the three animals and five fruits on it, and also arranged the incense burner.

After waiting for a while, it was estimated that the auspicious time was coming.

Master Jiang ordered all the male members of the Ma family present to line up in front of the altar.

Little chubby Zhao Yun also followed behind Gou Wa.

The euphemistic name is: I am my master's apprentice and can be considered half of the Ma family, so I have to participate in this matter. Then he stuffed the big cock into Murong Yunhai.

When everyone is lined up, each person will be handed out three sticks of incense, and then they will start chanting the sacrificial incense. Anyway, Gouwa was at the back and didn’t pay attention. He only heard this short paragraph:

"All things grow in the soil, and the earth accepts thousands of auspiciousness. The yellow sky is thick and the soil welcomes auspiciousness. A pure land and a house are prosperous for generations. The gods are sent to the gods, and the king of Hades is reported to the underworld. The descendants of the Ma family build a house and settle down. Offer sacrifices, burn incense and pray for blessings. The gods in the four directions bless you and your health. !”

The class representative said: Since ancient times, people have had extremely deep feelings for the land and have formed a long culture of offering sacrifices to the land. It is believed that the God of the Land is the patron saint of peace in a place, and can bless the safety of the family and prosperity for generations. As long as you worship the land religiously, you can receive his blessings. Therefore, the land god is also called the "house god". Whenever he encounters the groundbreaking of a foundation, moving to a new house, etc., he will choose an auspicious day to worship the heaven and earth and pray for blessings. This reporting ceremony is the folk "Antu Jingzhai" ceremony, also known as the "Thanks to the Earth and Release the Earth" ceremony.

There is a popular saying among the people: If there is no such sacrificial ceremony and the earth is touched rashly, it will violate the earth taboo and may encounter difficulties.

At the end of the ceremony, everyone bowed their heads and kowtowed three times, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Green smoke curls up in the sky, and the breeze gently blows the blue hair.

Nothing will happen to Gouwa next, because he doesn't know how to build it.

Instead of wasting time on something you are not good at, it is better to leave it to someone who is good at it.

As the saying goes: Leave professional matters to professionals.

When Jiang saw the magic stick, he asked someone to tie the chopped wooden stick with red silk and then insert it in the direction he pointed out.

Finally, he stood still in one place and drew a circle on the ground with his feet while chanting.

Then he asked Murong Yunhai to carry the big rooster over.

The big rooster seemed to know his fate and planned to escape by flapping its wings continuously.

The magic stick Jiang took over and stroked the chicken's head. The big rooster was like a good baby and didn't struggle at all, which was very strange.

Just listen to him chanting an incomprehensible spell in a deep voice, and then scratch the chicken's neck with his index finger. He picked up the chicken, letting its blood drip on the ground, and kept moving around in the circle he just drew.

In the end, the big rooster completed its last journey of life and sacrificed its last drop of blood.

Gouwa, who was watching from a distance, felt something in his heart. He noticed a terrifying aura, which appeared for a moment.

Looking at the pattern on the ground, it looked like a rune, which puzzled him.

Wangcai, who was squatting next to it, was also alert, and was so frightened that he took a dozen steps back. Could it be that he was killing a chicken to honor a dog.

In fact, it seemed like something scary appeared just now.

Then the magic stick Jiang took out a dozen talisman papers from his arms, chanted them, and threw them into the sky. Then the talisman papers immediately burned themselves, and soon turned into ashes and were blown away by the wind between heaven and earth.

"Okay, let's dig down with this circle as the center. It's only three feet deep, and spring water will come out." Jiang Jiang, the magic stick, promised.

Finally, the men of the Ma family took turns to come over and shovel one by one in the circle. This was the official completion of the ground-breaking ceremony.

Sure enough, Zhang and his men took turns digging down in the circle until the water was finally dug out on the afternoon of the third day.

Half and half are like Tai Chi patterns. Shengun Jiang said: This is the Dragon's Breath Spring. It never dries up and never becomes muddy. It is sweet and delicious, warm in winter and cool in summer. Let’s stop talking about this!

After Gouwa finished shoveling the soil, he heard his grandfather say that he had nothing to do. He waved his hand and led his little followers to collect the fish.

After all, work has officially started now, and tonight we have to improve the food for this group of people who come to work. We can't be too harsh. We still have to treat the workers to the opening banquet.

Collecting cages is a matter of process. Obviously, the harvest is not as much as yesterday at noon. Maybe it is because the fish in Tanshui were surprised last night. One big fish was received from five cages.

But it’s not a big problem. Another wave in the afternoon will be enough for today.

After eating something simple at noon, Gouwa carried a basket alone, put on the tetanus blade and went out without letting anyone follow him.

The sun is quite fierce at noon.

Gou Wa's five senses and six senses were activated to the maximum, and he walked through the Yanbao Mountain. All snakes, big and small, within a radius of a hundred meters were killed in his hands.

Also, snakes like dark and humid environments, and there are indeed many of them here.

Soon more than a dozen snakes were bitten by him, and they came out of the forest and came to the edge of the pond. They soaked the baskets in water and the snake blood spread. Soon the old turtle was attracted from the bottom of the pond.

He kept sucking the blood, and it was all gone in a while.

The dog has no time to care about it, just throw the small strips to it to eat, peel the large strips and leave a bunch of white meat, wash it and throw it back into the basket. The old turtle is not picky about food, whether it is snake meat, skin or It was decapitation, and everything related to snakes was eaten into the stomach. A dozen of them were quickly processed.

The old turtle nodded with satisfaction, swam directly back to the other side, lay down in the same position at night, and ate while basking in the sun.

After working for a long time, Gouwa started to sweat a little. Seeing no one around, he took off his naked body and jumped in to take a refreshing bath. He didn't care about the old turtle lying there, picked up the basket and went home.

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