Chapter 23 Double Ninth Festival Part 2
Double Ninth Festival, this is a very important festival.
In Lu Heng's previous life, due to the change of times, people were not very interested in traditional festivals.
But in this world, no one dares to ignore the importance of Double Ninth Festival.
Because the Double Ninth Festival in this world is related to harvest and sacrifice. The most grand sacrifice every year is carried out on the day of Double Ninth Festival.
As for New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, although this world also has them, they are equally important. But New Year's Eve and Spring Festival are the villagers' own festivals, a festival for family reunion and celebration of the New Year.
In contrast, Double Ninth Festival is an important day for villagers to offer sacrifices and praise gods, and it is a festival for gods. Villagers can not celebrate the Spring Festival, but they dare not not celebrate the Double Ninth Festival.
... But that being said, the only people who are lively on this day are actually the villagers down the mountain.
Lu Heng just collects some sacrifices and takes some incense. The villagers' liveliness is the villagers' own, and it has nothing to do with him.
He stood on the main peak of Hanyu Mountain, looking at the busy group of villagers at the foot of the mountain, but he did not show up.
This morning, before the sun came out, the villagers of Shuisheng Village had already entered the mountain collectively and came to the river beach at the foot of the main peak of Hanyu Mountain.
Every year on the Double Ninth Festival, these villagers would bring all kinds of food, cooking tools, and sacrificial supplies to the river beach under the main peak of Hanyu Mountain.
This river flows through Shuisheng Village and Hanyu Mountain and disappears at the other end of the Hanyu Mountains. After going around in the mountains, it happened to form a river bend at the foot of the main peak. The river bend is not only lush with water plants, but also full of fish.
After the villagers started the stove and made a fire at the river bend, they began to process various foods, slaughter chickens and sheep, and wash vegetables and fruits. It can be said that they were busy.
Because in addition to the three sacrificial animals prepared for Lu Heng, the villagers also had to prepare meals for themselves. On the day of the Double Ninth Festival, they will stay in this river bend for a whole day, until the sun sets in the west, the stars and the moon hang high, and they will leave after nightfall.
In the tradition of the villagers, this is to praise the gods, sing and dance at the foot of the mountain, and pray to the gods for good weather and good harvests in the coming year.
The original wolf demon thought the villagers' performances were interesting and would hide in the mountains to watch.
But Lu Heng still said that the joys and sorrows of humans and demons are not the same. Lu Heng only thought that these villagers were noisy, and did not think their performances were so good.
However, in such a sideline, Lu Heng found that the number of villagers in Shuisheng Village was more than he imagined.
In the world where Lu Heng lived, ordinary villages generally had only a dozen or twenty households. However, the villagers of Shuisheng Village at the foot of the mountain were roughly estimated to be four or five hundred people.
In the memory of the wolf demon, Lu Heng knew that this world was rampant with demons and beasts. Therefore, most human settlements have a large number of people, because more people can fight against beasts.
When the young and strong people of Shuisheng Village entered the mountain before, there were dozens of people. So Lu Heng knew that there were quite a few villagers in Shuisheng Village.
But now that the whole village was mobilized, he realized that the number of people in Shuisheng Village had reached this level.
If it was in Lu Heng's original world, a remote small village would definitely not be able to support so many people. But this world is different. With the blessing of the gods, the crops in the fields will hardly fail.
In addition, there are abundant fruits and vegetables in the mountains and many wild beasts. Even if Lu Heng eats as much as he wants, the wild beasts in Hanyu Mountain will be enough for him to eat for several years. As long as the hunters in the village can hunt one or two wild beasts, the whole village can have a meal-of course, sometimes it is the wild beasts that provide a meal.
In this environment where there is no shortage of food, a small Shuisheng Village can support so many people. If it is the big cities outside the mountain, I don't know how many residents there will be.
Thinking of this, Lu Heng's idea of going down the mountain to tour the world became more eager.
He really wanted to see what kind of customs and customs this completely unfamiliar world has, and how it is different from his original world.
However, with his current progress in cultivation, it may take several years... Thinking of this, Lu Heng couldn't help but sigh.
At noon, the villagers finally prepared the offerings. Under the leadership of the old village chief and a group of elders, the villagers sent the offerings to the mountain temple.
However, the person who walked to the front and led the way was somewhat beyond Lu Heng's expectations. Because the leader was not the old village chief, but the girl named Xiao Ai.
Under Lu Heng's gaze, the little girl walked in front of the team with an expressionless face. Although she was not wearing the bright red wedding dress, the fabric of her clothes was very different from that of the villagers behind her. It was obvious that the material was very good. It was a sacrificial dress specially prepared by the villagers.
Leading the villagers to the mountain temple, the girl replaced the village chief's work and presided over the sacrifice. Logically speaking, this should be a big deal, but Lu Heng could not see the slightest joy on the girl's face.
So Lu Heng became curious about this little girl.
However, he did not show up in front of people. After the villagers worshiped according to the established procedures, they quietly withdrew and would not come back to take away the offerings until dark.
After everyone left, Lu Heng walked out of the mountain temple.
He came to the altar and looked at the rich offerings on the altar, and couldn't help sighing.
This year's offerings are much richer than in previous years. However, in terms of the original duties of the mountain god, the original wolf demon cared much more than Lu Heng, but the treatment of the two sides was very different.
Lu Heng felt a little sympathetic to the wolf demon.
From a certain perspective, it is no wonder that the wolf demon’s mentality exploded after guarding this place for eighty years, and finally embarked on the evil path. This simple-minded mountain spirit monster is still too stupid. In addition to coercion, it has never thought of using other means to induce the villagers to believe in it.
In the end, the thunderbolt hit him and he died, which can be said to be very miserable.
...But what does this have to do with my cold-blooded Lu Heng?
Walking to the altar, Lu Heng took a deep breath, and saw some white mist floating out of the offerings on the altar, which was inhaled into Lu Heng’s stomach.
At this moment, Lu Heng finally felt the long-lost delicious food and was in a good mood.
This kind of offerings that are poured with the villagers’ faith and sacrifice do not need Lu Heng to taste it himself. He only needs to absorb the sacrificial faith in the offerings into his stomach, and the taste is better than eating these things.
However, after Lu Heng finished this breath, although the offerings on the altar were intact, the essence inside had been completely lost. The villagers took it back and ate it again, but they couldn’t taste much.
After enjoying the offerings, Lu Heng returned to the underground. Although these offerings only took a breath, their delicious taste can last for a long time, which is equivalent to eating a delicious meal for several hours.
This is a delicacy that only comes once a year, and its taste is better than all the delicacies Lu Heng has eaten in his previous life. Lu Heng has to enjoy it well.
It was not until dark that Lu Heng, who had enjoyed the feast, emerged from the underground.
At this time, the offering table in front of the mountain temple had been removed, and it returned to its former desolation.
However, the river bend at the foot of the mountain was extremely lively. The villagers who had harvested rice and had a good harvest for the year gathered together, laughing, singing and dancing.
The men made fists, bumped porcelain bowls, and drank brewed rice wine. The women gathered aside, laughing and discussing family matters. The light of the bonfire illuminated the river bend brightly, and even the children's play and fighting were so harmonious and lovely.
Looking at this scene, Lu Heng knew that these villagers were about to leave.
After the busy day of sacrifice, the villagers packed up the bowls, chopsticks, tables and chairs they brought, and the laughter of the villagers is the last aftertaste of the Double Ninth Festival.
This kind of play will continue for about half an hour. With the order of the village elders, all the people in the village will gather together and kneel and kowtow in the direction of the mountain temple, praying for the blessing of the coming year.
Then it is the end and departure.
Lu Heng, who was hiding in the mountains, looked at the smiles on the faces of the villagers beside the bonfire from a distance, and a different feeling rose in his heart.
Although the villagers in the mountains are ignorant and short-sighted, they are also simple, simple and optimistic. Their happiness is so simple that Lu Heng even envied them.
Thinking of this, the white wolf in the mountains didn't know what he thought of. He was stunned for a long time, and then he came back to his senses in the cry of a child.
"Woo woo woo... My nose! My nose!"
Lu Heng looked in the direction of the sound and saw that it was a little boy of five or six years old, lying on the ground, covering his bleeding nose and crying loudly. He probably fell down while running in the dark.
The boy's mother came over quickly, helped the boy stop bleeding, and whipped the boy's butt with a branch picked up by the river.
"I told you not to run around! I told you not to run around!" The boy's mother scolded and beat him, while helping her son to block his bleeding nose with heartache.
The little boy raised his head to stop bleeding and cried loudly.
"Wuwuwuwu... I don't dare anymore! Mother! I don't dare anymore! Wuwuwuwu..."
The howling and fearful cry made all the adults around the campfire laugh.
In the night wind, the white wolf who saw this scene couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.
This joyful and warm scene made him laugh, but he couldn't help but sigh.
Unknowingly, he had been in this world for half a year, and gradually got used to this boring life of practicing in the mountains. I just don't know how his relatives and friends in the original world are doing.
In this strange world, he can no longer contact his former relatives and friends. The only thing he can do is to wish them to find their own happiness in his heart.
From a certain perspective, whether it is the villagers in this mountain, relatives and friends in the previous life, or Lu Heng himself, they are just a speck of dust in this world, simple and ordinary.
The only thing everyone can do well is themselves.
Thinking of this, Bai Lang chuckled and turned to walk into the forest.
After coming to this world, he has been practicing and has never experienced the feeling of sleep.
Maybe tonight, he can put down his practice, have a good sleep, and recall the feeling of being a mortal.
Maybe, he can have a good dream.
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