Abandoned Chaifu Farming Daily [Transmigration Book]

Ye San whispered, "Someone is here."

Not a tiger?

Ruan Jia listened attentively, and seemed to hear the rustling footsteps amidst the roar of wild beasts.

He wanted to listen again, but another gust of wind blew, the branches were filled with sharp wind sounds, the trees shook and their shadows moved, and the voice of the tiger in the distance became clear:

"Roar--"

Everyone: "Ah——!"

Then the person who had been wanting to go down the mountain turned around and ran away from Tang Bai!

Someone started, and everyone rushed down the mountain one after another. Ruan Jia looked at Tang Bai in a daze, only to see Tang Bai pondering for a moment...

Then turned around and ran away.

Ruan Jia: ...

Ye San grabbed Ruan Jia's wrist, led him to catch up with the crowd, and flew down the mountain, startling countless mountain birds and scaring away countless hares.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, the crowd was still in shock when they saw the village head's wife and Mrs. Liu leading the women to greet them.

Holding iron pans, kitchen knives, hoes, sticks and other things in their hands, they looked vigilant and apprehensive, and they didn't feel relieved until they saw everyone.

"What happened! I heard strange noises in the mountains from afar!" The wife of the village chief patted her heart.

The man from the Liu family rushed forward: "I met a mountain ghost! The mountain ghost first threatened us, and then sent tigers to bite us!"

Ruan Jia panted heavily, and glanced at the "mountain ghost".

I saw Tang Bai had nothing to do with his face, and he was taking off the wild fruit glued to his cuff to study it carefully.

He asked Ye San uncertainly: "What the hell are you doing, did you really get the tiger?"

"It's him, not 'us'." Ye San corrected, "It has nothing to do with me."

Ruan Jia still looked at him, but Ye San was a little distracted, and stared at the mountain for a while.

He looked as usual, but his eyes were dark and gloomy, giving Ruan Jia a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Ye San said: "The tiger was not arranged by him, nor was the person who fought the tiger."

Ruan Jia was startled: "Is someone fighting a tiger?"

Ye San hummed, then remained silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "I guess... the surname is Yang."

Ruan Jia let out an ah, wondering why he hasn't left yet.

He neither left nor returned to the village, nor did he know what he was thinking.

But he quickly forgot Butcher Yang, because everyone was talking about it, saying that they wanted to sacrifice to the mountain ghost to appease his old man's anger.

Soon the proposal was approved, because the village chief's wife said: "I heard that you went to the mountain, and you have been restless. You have already taken out the sacrificial things. Fortunately, you will come back soon."

As she spoke, she ordered the younger women to bring the sacrificial supplies, and Ruan Jia was dumbfounded when she saw it.

It was a big box, inside it was a drum and a gong, and some brightly colored clothes, with green flowers on a red background, and green ribbons that floated far away in the wind.

Then the village head's wife picked up a set of clothes and compared them to Tang Bai: "It's okay, it fits right."

Ruan Jia: ...

Ruan Jia: It turned out that men were required to sacrifice, and the colorful clothes were also worn by men.

Tang Bai was teased by his "mother", a crack appeared on his usually calm face.

"This, wear it for me?" Tang Bai asked rather than give up.

The village head's wife directly stuffed the clothes into his arms: "Otherwise?" She pointed to the men in front of her again, "Take it yourself, one for each person, and we'll finish it before sunset, so that the old man won't make trouble at night."

A group of strong men took the clothes without any objection, even Liu Hou'er took a set.

Then he happily said: "Ha, mine is even embroidered with flowers!"

He seemed to think it was very beautiful, so he quickly put it on.

Then basically everyone took their clothes. Seeing that Ye San couldn't hide, he took one silently and put it on.

His suit is a little small, tight on the body, with green peonies embroidered on the red background, and a bow tie on the cuff.

Ruan Jia: "Pfft——"

Ye San gave him a stiff look, and before he could speak, the village chief's wife had already stuffed him with a drum: "You are Fulang, this is for you."

Then he stuffed the gong to Tang Bai: "My son, can you beat the gong?"

Tang Bai also changed into that dress, the green streamer at the neckline was fluttering.

He probably had given up on treatment, so he took the gong calmly: "Yes."

Then as soon as he took it, the streamer wrapped around him, like a green Michelin tire man.

Ruan Jia's face was tense, and she was already laughing silly in her heart.

Especially when he found out that he escaped a catastrophe because he was a brother, he looked even more unburdened.

He watched the women, surrounded by colorful men, walk to the flat ground in the field, and then brought a wooden table, on which an incense burner was lit, and a few shriveled fruits were offered.

The village chief bowed tremblingly to the censer: "My Lord Mountain Ghost! A small sacrifice is not a respect!"

Then he stepped back and said loudly: "Let's play the drums!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Ye San, which meant that you can knock now.

Everyone looked at Ye San in unison, and Ye San looked at the drum in his hand silently. Just when Ruan Jia thought he was going to give up, he suddenly heard a bang, and the drum sounded suddenly.

Three consecutive drums sounded, low and distant, echoing in the open countryside.

At that time, the sun was setting, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the evening wind blew up the seedlings, bringing the fragrance of grass, trees and soil.

Everyone fell silent, and Ruan Jia was also a little surprised.

I didn't expect Ye San to really play drums.

He looked at Ye San, Ye San looked down slightly at the drum in his hand, his brows and eyes were coated with a faint golden light by the sunset, which reminded Ruan Jia of the day when he jumped up in the air and cast a cold glance at him .

Noble, restrained and majestic.

But there is a high probability that he will not look at him with such eyes again, Ruan Jia feels a little regretful (?) when he thinks of this.

At this moment, the drumbeat started rushing, and at the end, it was followed by a crisp gong.

Before Tang Bai retracted his hand, he saw that the crowd suddenly twitched as if they had received some order, oh no, they started dancing.

A group of colorful big men swayed left and right as if they had epilepsy, and ran back and forth by the way, jumping back and forth, it was like a group of demons dancing wildly.

Ruan Jia was taken aback, and Tang Bai was also taken aback. It took a long time for the second gong to strike.

Everyone heard the sound of the gong, and shouted in unison: "Hey~hey!"

Ye San beat the drum, and everyone continued, "Ah~ha!"

Just like that, he sang and danced, Ruan Jia's expression suddenly cracked.

"Is this a sacrifice?" Ruan Jia asked Chen in a low voice.

Chen looked at it seriously and piously, and explained in a low voice: "Yes, the dance specially used for sacrifices is the mountain ghost's favorite."

Ruan Jia: No, the mountain ghost won't like it.

He looked at Ye San and Tang Bai in the crowd who were beating the gongs and drums with numb faces, and four big words appeared in his heart: Do it yourself.

Unexpectedly, before it was over, the wife of the village chief urged them in a low voice when she saw that the two of them had not moved.

Ruan Jia: ...

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