Chapter 22 Double Ninth Festival (Part 1)
"The wolf god's words are profound and righteous. I have learned a lot today. Please accept Gongshu Jie's greetings."
Before leaving, Gongshu Jie bowed deeply to the white wolf in front of him to show respect.
Lu Heng stood on the top of the mountains, watching the figure of the black-robed witch Yufeng leaving, but was a little speechless.
The conversation between a man and a wolf could have been considered an ordinary chat, talking about some anecdotes and folk legends. But when they accidentally talked about the people's livelihood issues in Qianzhen City, Gongshu Jie casually asked Lu Heng for his opinion.
For Lu Heng, he did not understand the people's livelihood in this world. He just listened to Gongshu Jie's casual complaints about some clan issues and management disputes, and felt that the administrative management methods of Huotong Country were too primitive and rough. Although Lu Heng had never managed a country or a city, he had at least seen the process of human beings from the ancient slave society to the modern society step by step in history books.
So he casually chatted with Gongshu Jie about those historical stories according to some stories in his memory.
According to Lu Heng's idea, this was just a casual chat between two friends who had a good relationship. He did not propose any detailed governance methods. After all, he was not good at giving orders, so he was just telling stories.
Unexpectedly, Gongshu Jie listened more and more seriously, and his expression became more and more serious, and then he asked more similar questions.
At that time, Lu Heng felt something was wrong. After telling several historical stories in succession, Lu Heng originally planned to change the topic and stop dwelling on such topics, but Gongshu Jie had to say goodbye and leave because it was getting late.
The solemn gesture of the black-robed witch before leaving, and the eager look of rubbing his hands and seeming to do a big fight when leaving, made Lu Heng feel uneasy.
This... I just told you some historical stories, and you understand it?
This guy will not cause any trouble after returning to Qianzhen City, right?
Lu Heng was speechless, because he didn't know what Gongshu Jie understood. But his intuition told him that after Gongshu Jie returned, someone would probably be unlucky.
Either it was Gongshu Jie who was unlucky, or it was the old clans that Gongshu Jie complained about who were unlucky...
Alas... This matter has nothing to do with me.
Lu Heng stood on the top of Hanyu Mountain, watching the figure of the black-robed witch disappear into the horizon, and sighed deeply.
I just told a few stories, and I didn't say anything that shouldn't be said. Even if Gongshu Jie really caused any trouble, it had nothing to do with me...
Regardless of the matter, Lu Heng threw the pot away first.
He looked up at the vortex cloud in the sky. Since the guests had left, there was no need to leave the gap in the center of the vortex cloud. Lu Heng's mind moved, and the power of the sky thunder in his body surged, and it silently connected with the vortex cloud in the sky. The black calamity cloud slowly rotated and surged, and soon it returned to its original appearance again.
The huge calamity cloud enveloped the entire Hanyu Mountain, and lightning flashed in the clouds. It was a sunny day outside the mountain, but the sky was dim and depressing here on the main peak.
Lu Heng jumped down directly from the top of the mountain. His huge wolf body flew over a hundred meters and landed on the open space in front of the mountain temple. Then he connected with the calamity cloud and attracted thunder to strike.
Rumble---
The deafening roar of thunder sounded again in the mountain.
Five consecutive thunders struck, all of which struck Lu Heng. In front of the mountain temple, lightning flashed and lightning flashed.
In this flashing lightning, it seemed that even the color of the ground became a little darker.
This time, Lu Heng did not attract too much lightning, because it would be the Double Ninth Festival soon, and he did not want to miss it because of his underground cultivation.
In the memory of the wolf demon, the villagers would offer three animals as sacrifices on the Double Ninth Festival. The sacrifice of these three animals is not only beneficial to cultivation, but also tastes delicious.
Lu Heng did not care about the benefits of cultivation. After all, he was not cultivating the way of gods or the demonic energy now, and the three animals might not help him. However, Lu Heng was still very greedy for the delicious three animals.
In the past six months, his only diet was fresh fish from the river at the foot of the mountain. And because there was no cooking condition, he swallowed it whole and could not taste it at all.
Lu Heng had been looking forward to the delicious three animal sacrifices in the wolf demon's memory for a long time.
After receiving the lightning strike, Lu Heng did not delay and went underground to continue practicing. In order to succeed in transformation as soon as possible, Lu Heng did not dare to be lazy for a day.
In the past six months, he kept repeating the process of attracting lightning to fill the body, practicing and absorbing, and then attracting lightning to fill the body again, and then practicing and absorbing.
Although the time of practice was not long, because there was no bottleneck in the practice of attracting lightning, there was no distress like the wolf demon who had to stop practicing for a period of time. Therefore, Lu Heng's practice speed was far ahead of other demon cultivators.
Although it would take a long time to surpass the wolf demon's two hundred years of practice results, Lu Heng's future could be said to be bright and far-reaching.
In this way, after bidding farewell to Gongshu Jie, Lu Heng went underground to practice again.
The Shuisheng Village outside the mountain is now bustling with activity.
In the harvest season, every household is busy. Villagers, both men and women, gather in the rice fields outside the village to harvest rice.
This is a busy and tiring process. Today is still hot, so you must get up before the sun rises and go to the fields to harvest when the sun rises and the temperature in the mountains has not yet risen.
At noon, you can take a break, and you have to take a break. Because the scorching sun at noon is irresistible to the mountain people, and after working all morning, you also need to rest.
In the afternoon, the sun is not so hot, and the villagers who have rested up will go to the fields again to continue harvesting.
Bundles of rice ears are threshed, and the white rice mixed with rice ear fragments is transported away, and the threshed rice stalks are piled in bundles in the fields. Some of these rice stalks will be taken home by the villagers to start a fire, and the rest will be left in the fields to fertilize the fields.
The simple and mechanical process is simple to say, but it takes several days.
When the harvest is over, most of the young and strong people in the village are extremely tired, but when they see the white rice at home, their faces are still filled with smiles. For these villagers in remote mountainous areas, being able to harvest a full warehouse of rice after a busy year is the happiest thing in life.
The only group in the village who does not participate in the harvest is the village elders. Most of them are old, and it is difficult for them to work in the fields as fast as the young people, and the preparation for the sacrifice is often placed on the shoulders of the elderly.
The work that used to be easy has put a lot of pressure on the elderly this year. Realizing the noble status of the wolf god in the mountains, the villagers dare not take the sacrifice lightly.
The previous warning of the witch master seems to still echo in their ears, coupled with the strict orders of the old village chief, so this year's harvest sacrifice is the most grand one in the entire Shuisheng Village in decades.
And in such intensive preparations, the Double Ninth Festival finally came.