C5 Wedding party

Zhao QIu raised his hand to look at his watch. Suddenly, the Old Village Chief came to his senses. It was almost eight o'clock in the morning. When he raised his head, he could vaguely see the light of the sun shining down from the top of the mountain.

"Brat Zhao, did you miss the timing?"

Zhao QIu said faintly, "Not yet, but if we continue to dawdle like this, we won't be able to say for sure."

The old elder immediately became angry. "Then what are you still staring at? Let's see how you're going to deal with this!"

After being scolded by the Old Village Chief, Zhao QIu's face immediately turned extremely depressed. He thought to himself, it's clear that your old man is stalling for time, how did he end up relying on me in the blink of an eye?

Although he thought this in his heart, he couldn't say it out loud. After all, the old man surnamed Fan was old friends with the Zhao family, so he had to be respectful towards Zhao Qijiu's elders.

"Alright, then let's not drag this on. Whose baby is that on the drum? Carry him away quickly and beat the gongs and drums. We must depart in fifteen minutes. "

With the addition of the experience, Zhao QIu was soon able to assimilate into his own character. As he said that, a woman smiled coyly and immediately picked up the child who was playing on the drum in her arms. The child looked at his mother in confusion. At first, he was confused, then he felt wronged and then he burst into tears.

The surrounding people roared with laughter. The child's cry was like a gun on a race course. After it was heard, gongs and drums immediately began to ring, creating a lively scene in the originally quiet and secluded valley.

Perhaps it was because of the drum's stimulation, but a howl came from a place far away, followed by two, three, four, five ? The wolves howled at the sky, as if cheering for the good news in Fan Jia Village's village.

The howls of the wolves on the other side grew louder, and the drumbeats on the other side became even louder. It was as if they were going to fight with the pack of wolves to decide the victor.

The people of Fan Jia Village, be it men or women, children or elderly people, did not display the slightest fear towards this wolf howl. Ninety-nine percent of the people in the mountain were hunters, and they had a kind of ferocity and wildness to them.

To them, the wolf was just a prey that was about to be killed and skinned. In this mountain, they were the absolute masters. The sound of the drums, the sound of the gongs and laughter, and the sound of the dogs barking and the children crying all blended together.

"Cun Long, bring your two big brothers to your Brother Shan. Cun Hu will bear all these, go find your Fourth Uncle and let them prepare for the wedding. "

The old elder had a smile on his face as he watched the lively scene. A trace of satisfaction flashed across his face. The older a person is, the less he or she pursues. Looking at the happiness of his or her children, even if he or she wanted to close his or her eyes one day, he or she would still feel at peace and without any regrets.

At this age, a person could only live for a few days. Having to live for one more day was the same as having to take advantage of another day.

Fan Cunlong brought us to the west side of the village inside a well-dressed house. The groom, Fan Cunshan, was already dressed in a big red robe with a red flower tied up in front of him that was about the size of his head.

Seeing us coming over, Fan Cunshan smiled and said a few polite words, saying something about how he had heard of us for a long time.

On the other hand, Zhao Qi and Jiu did not have that kind of attitude towards Fan Cunshan. He casually responded with a few words, making Fan Cunshan give him a signal with his eyes.

I nodded and walked around the room separately with him.

"Air is leaking from the house on the right, rain is leaking from the house on the left." Zhao QIu said with a helpless tone.

The leaks he spoke of were not leaks of air or truly leaks of rain from the rooftops. Rather, it was a sign that they were about to get married. The luck on the right was bad, and the luck on the left was bad. This was exactly what Zhao QIu was worried about. He was afraid that some mishap might really happen on the way to the wedding.

I told him, "This old village chief's house is quite upright. He hasn't done anything bad. There are no ghosts or gods disturbing him at the front gate."

I can feel the presence of infernal energy. This is a kind of invisible power, like a ghost or god, extremely terrifying.

However, what surprised me was that this old Village Head seemed to be an unusually righteous person and didn't have any trace of evil aura on him. It was truly rare for someone to be able to live like this.

"Is this a good thing?" Zhao QIu asked me with a strange expression. I nodded. "It's a good thing."

He sighed and said, "Alright, let's consider it a joyous event. It is indeed rare to see a situation where there isn't any baleful aura rushing into it."

Saying that, with his other hand, Zhao Qi Jiu fished out the wedding road map from his pocket. I took a glance and saw that it was coming from the right side of the village.

"It has to be changed." I made my own observations.

"Yes, it has to be changed." Zhao QIu nodded in agreement. This is something that is common knowledge for us people, but for ordinary people, it may be something that we will never be able to truly understand for the rest of our lives.

Fan Cunhu looked at the Zhao Qi Jiu and I who were standing in front of him talking, and didn't understand what exactly we were talking about. And since it seems like Zhao QIanjiu didn't intend to explain himself, then there was no need for me to explain.

No matter how I look at it, I'm actually just here to help. Helping Zhao QIu with this matter is the reason for my trip here.

By this time, the women should have already started their final preparations: washing vegetables, cooking, lighting a fire, slaughtering pigs and slaughtering sheep.

Zhao Qinguang thought about it, then said to Fan Cunlong: "Cun Long, go urge the wedding team to hurry up, but remember to point the sedan chair door towards the east side of the village when they land."

Hearing that, Fan Cunlong nodded his head and turned to leave. However, just as he was about to leave, Zhao QIu called out to him, took out a flat stone the size of a palm, and passed it to Fan Cunlong. "Wait, remember to put this stone in the bridal sedan."

This was the stone of the palanquin. Usually, it was prepared by the person who had gotten married to prevent the empty palanquin from being taken advantage of by something in the past. Moreover, this kind of stone was also very particular about it. Not all stones were qualified to be used as a sedan.

Zhao QIu told me before that I had to use rootless water to write down the name of the woman on the stone two days before my marriage, then expose her to the sun for a day before she could use her as a palanquin stone.

"Alright!" Fan Cunlong did not say much, he carefully took the stone and walked out of the house.

Fan Cunshan finished dressing himself and came out of his room with a red hat on his head. A colorful chicken feather in a red crown symbolizes a great deal of good fortune.

"Brother Zhao, what do you think? Is there a problem? " Fan Cunshan's eyes revealed a bit of worry, marriage was a matter of life and death for him, he was afraid of something unexpected happening.

Zhao QIu's face darkened deliberately when he heard this. He pretended to be serious and said, "Brother Fan, you can ask around outside. When have I, Zhao QIu, ever done anything wrong?"

Fan Cunshan immediately became embarrassed and said: "No, no, that's not what I meant, I was just afraid that something might happen."

Zhao QIu calmed down a little and said softly, "Brother Fan, please let your heart be at ease. We won't destroy our reputation. We will do our best to settle this matter for you."

Looking at this scene, I am sure that Zhao QIu was feeling the pressure. To intentionally give others pressure like this was a special way for him to release his own pressure. Although it was a little dishonest, it was all for Fan Cunshan's sake. I was a little biased in my heart as I tried to excuse Zhao QIu. At the same time, I thought that I was actually quite a reasonable person.

The reason for this is that I am giving you pressure to release my own pressure, and I am releasing my pressure to do things well. The important thing is that I have done everything well and the beneficiary is you, so not only will you have to bear the pressure that I am giving you, you will also have to be very grateful and happy to bear it.

To live, there must be a reason to live. And this reason, is the reason why we live. When a person lives, he has to have some sort of perseverance, even if it is something that others find unbelievable or even scoffing at.

While they were talking, a commotion broke out outside. I thought maybe the bridal sedan had stopped at the door.

Sure enough, Fan Cunlong jogged and opened the door to his room, then shouted at Fan Cunshan: "Big Brother Sangshan, the sedan chair is ready."

Fan Cunshan looked at Zhao Qi Jiu, who nodded and said, "Alright, let's go. I think it's about time, we might have to rush back on the road."

At the door, a group of Fan Jia Village men were carrying red flowers on their poles. The shape of the buns was either that of a tiger or a qilin, and the wedding scene with the characteristics of their hometown had a feeling of excitement that was hard to be felt elsewhere.

At the very front of the convoy, there was a donkey that also had a big red flower on it. This was the donkey that Fan Cunshan sat on when he was getting married today, and it was unknown which millstone he got off from. It was just that today, they were not just killing donkeys, but also killing and grinding them to ride on their donkeys.

I could see the fear in the donkey's eyes as if it were still in a state of shock. He thought that maybe when this fool was untied from the millstone, he would think that he was going to be ripped open to tear his belly and pull out his tendons.

In the eyes of many animals, human beings possess a brutality that all living things do not possess. This is not a subjective assumption, but a emotion that I have indeed seen in the eyes of many animals. Perhaps it was because I often dealt with red objects, but I actually had the faint ability to communicate with poultry and beasts.

The reason why he explained this to Zhao QIu was because I had been living in that kind of 'ghost pile' for a long time, interacting with ghosts that weren't pure ghosts. If there is one Taoist expression to explain it, it is that my flowers are slowly blooming.

The Taoists said that there were three flowers, one for Heaven, one for Heaven, one for Qi, and one for Spirit. If the spirit is not exhausted, then the small pox will bloom; if the spirit is not dry, then the flower will bloom; if the spirit is clear, then no dreams, then the human flower will bloom. When the three flowers bloomed together, most of them were of the sage level.

Earth Flower, connected with the Qi of all living things, so I can have some communication with the things on the ground.

In order to prove whether I was right or not, Zhao Qi and I did an experiment to see if we could establish some sort of communication with something that could fly in the sky. In the end, the results proved that he was correct. He didn't feel anything.

I looked at the dog with its broken leg, and I could feel the sadness and pain coming from it. However, when I looked at the large goose with wings on its back, I couldn't read any emotions from its eyes. Zhao QIu said that he had some fates with a Taoist in his early years. That Taoist had cultivated the world to the point of having smallpox, and was able to order large flying birds to do things for him.

I was fascinated by these words. I thought if I could find the descendant of that giant eagle that old man Jin Yong wrote about and subdue it, wouldn't that be even better than flying?

"Qi Qiao!" Zhao QIu called out to me. I turned around and saw a man in his forties walking over with three cups of sake on a wooden tray. Now was the time to pay respects. The mountains were very strange, so they used the most complicated etiquette.

Zhao Qi was still holding onto the Chinese rhubarb umbrella, one of his hands was inconvenient, so he could only let me do it for him.

Nodding to him, I took my first glass of wine from the wooden tray with both hands and lifted it over my head with my left hand.

"The groom is on his way. We offer our respects to the gods and buddhas for their insight into the world's difficulty. We hope that they can protect us!"

With a loud shout, he spilled the wine a foot in front of his feet, turned around and placed the empty wine cup on the wooden tray, and then lifted the second wine cup to his chest.

"The groom is on his way. To the spirits of the world, I beseech you not to disturb me!"

Seeing that there were no mistakes, my heart relaxed a little. This required a very strict grasp of the distance between us, Zhao QIu had told me before that if there were too many alcohol marks, there was no need to think about it on the way, something bad would definitely happen.

He snapped back the glass and picked up the third glass, which was slightly lower than his chest.

"The groom is on his way. To the spirit of the mountains at his feet, open the door!"

I flipped the third empty wine cup onto the wooden tray with a 'pa'. Before I could wipe the sweat off my forehead, Zhao Qiujiu's loud voice sounded in my ears, "Salute! Cheer up! The groom is on his way!"