How to Raid the Flower of Low Ridge

The vegetable basket must not let Jiang Zili continue to carry it. Shu Yu pulled the basket and the fabric out of the young master's stiff fingers while trying to liven up the awkward atmosphere: "Speaking of which, our place is very remote. , How did fellow practitioner Cui find out?"

I can’t say that I’m here to commemorate the dead goddess of paper, Cui Xingyan coughed dryly, “I found it in the Shenzhou Fengwuzhi. By the way, why do you organize social gatherings at this time of year? In June, the Spring Society and the Autumn Society will not stick together.” ?”

Shu Yu explained: "Tomorrow is our special social day here, to worship the Goddess of the God Tree."

"God tree empress?"

"Well, that's right there," Shu Yu pointed at the front, "There is a thousand-year-old tree over there, and everyone calls it the Goddess Tree."

"Is your Goddess Tree reliable?" Shen Yun couldn't help asking.Whether it is the textbooks of Tianxian Court or the ancient books of the Tibetan Real Pagoda, there have been countless cases of people mistakenly worshiping ghosts as gods, resulting in the complete destruction of the whole village. "Things" and "immortals" are afraid, and always feel that these things will turn into ferocious monsters in the next moment and start killing.

Shu Yu laughed: "I don't know if it's reliable or not, but I know that this sacrifice started after the earth collapsed. Back then, all the land around here was polluted and fallen by ghost energy. On the way you came, you saw wilderness There are quite a few uninhabited villages and towns in it, right?"

Everyone nodded.Looking down on Yujian Road before, the villages around Xingling were all withered fields, collapsed houses, and occasionally a few twisted and dead bones were exposed in the countryside, and wild dogs lived among them. Village, I didn't expect the reason to be so tragic.

"There is nothing in the world, only our Xingling city survived, and no one was polluted by ghosts. The people in the city think it is a miracle." Shu Yu smiled, "Since it is a miracle, we must find a god to sacrifice Sacrifice, after the catastrophe, everyone said that Xingling was safe and sound only because of the protection of the Goddess of the God Tree, so we decided to hold a communal sacrifice for the Goddess of the God Tree on the tenth day of every June."

Shen Yun asked: "Then why does every family hang red silk and ghost masks?"

"I don't know too well." Shu Yu shook his head, "But the older generation said it was imitating the scene of ghosts surrounding the city back then."

He pointed to the side of the street, "Tomorrow there will be sacrifices and sacrifices in the city, and there will be a big show. At that time, the people will wear ghost masks to play, and then the people who play the 'big fairy' in the big play will sprinkle wine on these masks, and then burn them all. , and the society is over."

Today, there are indeed quite a few mask stalls on both sides of the road. The masks sold are either blue-faced and long-toothed or red-browed and vertical-eyed. They look similar, but there is a stall with a variety of ghost masks, which are almost the same. Many children and adults gather around the stall. Before, there were exclamations from time to time.

"What are you doing over there?" Shen Yun asked.

Shu Yu looked at it and said, "Oh, that's Master Bian over there. He is our old mask maker here. He has the best craftsmanship and can make paintings on the spot, so the business is also the best."

"Since we're here to play, let's do as the Romans do." Cui Xingyan joined the crowd as he spoke, but squeezed out after a while, waving at them, "Forget it, let's wait in line to find him to paint until evening." , I’ll have a look at other houses in a while.”

Shu Yu introduced the terroir of Xingling all the way, and unknowingly brought a few people to the front of the house through the streets and alleys.He pushed open the door and bowed his lower body in embarrassment: "The house hasn't been cleaned yet, so I really neglected fellow practitioners."

"Where are you neglecting, isn't this very clean and tidy." Shen Yun looked around the small courtyard, his eyes finally fell on the tablet in front of him, he nodded and smiled, "We always bother you when we come here, so let's do it for fellow practitioner Shu first." Let’s burn incense first with strictness and kindness.”

Jiang Zili's expression froze—he originally planned to formally pay respects to Shu Yu when he came back from buying vegetables, but he didn't expect these people to take the lead, and he couldn't do the worship with them now, But falling behind Shen Yun made him even more uncomfortable, so Young Master Jiang was so annoyed that he almost gritted his silver teeth.

But Shu Yu was very happy: "Don't bother, don't bother, if my parents can see everyone come to visit, they should be very welcome."

Seeing the four of them going to light incense, Shu Yu turned his head again, but saw that his young master's complexion was even uglier than when he was on the street before, he was startled: "Young master..."

"You are really hospitable," Jiang Zili sneered, "Since you are going to be a guide, why take them home?"

Shu Yu was speechless.He only thought that Jiang Zili was habitual and did not deal with Shen Yun and the others, so he admitted his mistake in a more soft tone, "Yes, it was my fault, I..."

"It's good to know." Jiang Zili said every word, "Let them get out after eating."

Of course Shu Yu didn't dare to let Shen Yun and the others go away, but he also didn't dare to disobey Jiang Zili's order. The two were in a dilemma, his bland facial features were almost wrinkled, and he sighed while cutting vegetables, almost cutting his own hand.

"Be careful." A clear voice came from the door.

"Cultivator Shen?" Shu Yu put down the kitchen knife and smiled at Shen Yun, "Why don't you sit in the hall?"

"There's a big ice cube in the hall, it's too cold to sit there, don't sit."

"Big ice cubes? I don't have any ice at home..." Shu Yu realized halfway through his speech, he had to cough dryly to cover up his embarrassment, "I'm really sorry, but the young master is actually not in a good mood these days, he's not treating everyone Fellow practitioners have opinions."

"Why are you explaining and apologizing for him every time? He doesn't have a long mouth?" Shen Yun walked into the kitchen with raised eyebrows, rummaged through the basket and found a cucumber, drained it casually and gnawed it Take a sip, "What's for lunch?"

"It's just a few side dishes. I didn't know you were coming, so maybe the portion isn't enough," Shu Yu apologized, "I plan to go buy some later..."

"You don't have to cook for the rest of us," Shen Yun interrupted him, "Instead of getting out here if you can't get enough to eat, you might as well go to a restaurant outside to have fun and eat whatever you want, right? And..." He turned to Shu Yu curled his lips, "I can't make it difficult for you."

The other party was so clever, obviously he had heard what Jiang Zili said earlier, Shu Yu blushed, and immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I made my own decision, the young master is dissatisfied with me, that's why I said this kind of talk..."

"Here it is again," Shen Yun was speechless, "Are you in debt to Jiang Zili for eight lifetimes or something?"

Shu Yu shook his head silently for a while and said, "What I owe the young master is not a debt."

"What is that?" Shen Yun asked.

"It's life."

Hearing these two words, Shen Yun paused slightly with the cucumber in his mouth, and then slowly clenched his teeth together, making a crisp click.

"Should fellow practitioner Shen have seen the dragon and xuan emblem on the tablet of his parents when he paid homage just now?" Shu Yu gently stroked the deep and shallow knife marks on the chopping board with his fingertips, and asked softly.

Shen Yun nodded.

"Our family is all disciples of Longxuan." Shu Yu said, "My parents are second-class disciples of Wenqutang, and I am a fourth-class disciple."

Shen Yun knew that Longxuan had a strict hierarchy, and as a fourth-class disciple, Shu Yu should not have any intersection with Young Master Longxuan in his life. He turned the three words Wenqutang in his mind, and suddenly frowned: "Your parents won't be the one in Luoshan seven years ago..."

"It was that time." Shu Yu nodded, "And I was also there when the ghost was suppressed."

Seven years ago, the spiritual source of Luoshan within the jurisdiction of Longxuan was exhausted, and the ghost energy poured back, causing all the people in Yingtong City under Luoshan to turn into ghosts. The head of Longxuan, Jiang Yu, led three disciples to exorcise them. Five days later, Longxuan announced that The ghost aura subsided, and Yingtong City became a dead city from then on—this was also the most serious disaster of a first-class ghost aura since the sky collapsed.

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It was my birthday yesterday, and I got a beautiful birthday greeting card from Teacher Ban Tong, and I quickly set it as the new cover! !The original picture invites everyone to go to the teacher's Weibo to taste qaaaq! !

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There will be another update tomorrow [...yes, I am starting to update hell again]