"Aoyama, why are you so early. ”

As soon as Liu Qingshan walked to the intersection of the path leading to the temple, he met the village chief.

The village chief was just like him, carrying a bamboo basket and a pot of tea.

Liu Qingshan responded with a smile: "Village Chief, you are also early." ”

"Sooner there are fewer people, or wait for a crowd of people. The village chief smiled.

Although the village is a small village, every family is very enthusiastic about worshipping God.

Some people even go out with the whole family, the men carry bamboo baskets, the women carry tea, and the children follow behind.

Especially during the Spring Festival, it is really lively, and the sound of firecrackers will sound from Chinese New Year's Eve to noon on the first day of the new year.

It was only the winter solstice, and most of the mountain people who had gone out to work had not yet returned home, so only the elderly were left at home.

However, the old man also loved to worship God.

Behind the village chief were the elder man in the village, Mrs. Tan, and her youngest son, Tan Dasha.

Seeing that the village chief was talking to Qingshan, the two parked their motorcycles and hurriedly came over to say hello.

"Good morning, village chief. Tan Da looked at the village chief with a silly smile and asked, "Why didn't my sister-in-law come together?" ”

"I make glutinous rice at home. The village chief walked to the temple first, and as he walked, he said, "I made zongzi and potbelly cake yesterday, and today I have to make sticky rice balls, I don't know what to say about her, you see, her glutinous rice dumplings have to be eaten until the New Year." ”

"It's not such an exaggeration. Mrs. Tan said, "Yesterday, she sent me a few potbelly poops, and I heard that she also sent a few to Old Man Tan." According to your delivery method, I guess you won't have anything to eat. ”

"Ah, the village chief's aunt made glutinous rice cakes to give away, how did my family receive them?" Liu Qingshan pretended to be surprised, "Village chief, you can't be partial." I also want to eat the glutinous rice cakes made by the village chief's aunt. ”

"You stinky boy, your aunt's milk is not less for you to drink, is she reluctant to give a few glutinous rice cakes. The village chief squinted at Liu Qingshan, "If you are seventy or eighty years old, your aunt may even make taro cakes for you." ”

"Yes. Mrs. Tan echoed the village chief to squeeze Liu Qingshan, "Qingshan, look at you, you are still so young, you just want to eat the village chief's glutinous rice dumplings, you look at Xiaofang, I made a lot of zongzi yesterday, chestnut zongzi, gray water zongzi, black rice zongzi, yellow rice zongzi, all kinds of zongzi made a lot of them, you kid is a few years older than others, why is no one sensible." ”

"That's right, the zongzi made by Xiaofang are delicious. Tan Dasha replied, "Yesterday, Xiaofang sent a few zongzi to my mother, the taste is soft and fragrant, not to mention how delicious." ”

Speaking of Chen Xiaofang, the village chief couldn't help but praise her: "Xiaofang is really a good child, she works and takes care of her family alone, and she has to take care of her grandmother, and she is still just adopted, look at how many biological children in our village are not as good as her one to raise." ”

Mrs. Tan nodded, agreeing with the village chief's words: "Yes, yes, Xiaofang is really a rare good child." ”

The village chief turned his head to look at Liu Qingshan and said, "Qingshan, you kid have to learn more from Xiaofang, if you know it, don't know all day long, don't do anything serious." I heard from the woman in the village that you also trimmed the roots of the sour Mengzi, did you say that you were full of food?"

"Yes, I've heard that, too. Aoyama, aren't you too lonely, haha. Tan laughed silly.

Liu Qingshan squinted: "If you say that again, I won't know you." Early in the morning, it doesn't matter if you don't praise me one by one, it doesn't matter if you praise others in front of me, but in the end, you have to step on me, this is a bit too much, can we still chat happily? If Chen Xiaofang is really that good, then why hasn't she come to offer tea to the mountain god at this point? Hmph, I don't respect the mountain god enough, even if the zongzi are delicious, what's the use, what is the use of making them, I just don't have time to do it, besides, what's wrong with me repairing the roots of the sour Mengzi? I'm happy, I'm here to protect the sour Mengzi from extinction. ”

Listening to Liu Qingshan's quibbles, the village chief and the others were happy.

The happiness of these elders is so simple, and ridiculing young people and making them angry is their simplest happiness.

While talking, the group walked to the gate of the temple.

The entrance of the temple faces east, and you need to walk three steps to reach the stone threshold.

When you enter the door, it is the corridor, which leads horizontally to the side halls on the left and right, and the next step is the sunken patio, and through the patio, you can go up three steps to the main hall where the shrine is placed.

The main hall occupies half of the entire temple area, about fifty or sixty square meters.

The patio has no walls on all sides, so there is no partition between the main hall and the left and right halls, nor is there a partition from the patio. Light poured from above the patio, and the entire temple was quite bright.

There are no statues of gods in the temple, but there are nine portraits painted on the walls.

The portrait in the middle is a burly man with a long sword in his hand and a dragon riding under his crotch.

There are four portraits on the left and right sides of the man, which are the pictures of mythical beasts.

These portraits are not imaginary characters imagined by the mountain people, but have allusions.

It is said that when Little Japan swept into the local area of Xinjie Town, the mountain people were very panicked. Because there were no regular troops in the area, and they were far away from the county town and other places where there were armies, and the mountain people had no combat experience.

Seeing that Little Japan is about to march all the way, after sweeping other villages, it is about to come to Nishiyama Village.

The women and children of the village took refuge in the mountains, while the men took up arms, ready to resist to the death and defend their homes.

However, the village has limited shotguns, so some people can only use farm tools such as woodcutters or hoes as weapons.

Even if the weapons were rough, the men at that time were still not afraid, and stood at the entrance of the village in unison, ready to fight to the death with the little Japan who was about to enter the village and sweep the village.

Although the approach is a bit stupid, the courage not to trample on the homeland of Little Japan is still very admirable.

Legend has it that on that day, the wind was beautiful and the sun was shining, and little Japan came from outside, and it seemed that it was about to reach the entrance of the village.

The two groups of people looked at each other from afar, each with their own concerns.

At this moment, suddenly the mountain wind blew violently, and the originally white and beautiful clouds instantly surged like huge waves, turning from white to black, and the black clouds pressed down at a very fast speed, pressing to an unprecedented low, which had submerged the mountains and was about to flood the village farmland.

Although the little Japan was well-equipped, there were not many of them, and they were all terrified when they saw this sudden strange celestial phenomenon.

However, with the military life in hand, the group had to grit their teeth and move forward.

However, the team had not traveled far before the sky was thundering and a sea of clouds was surging.

I saw that in the dark clouds, there seemed to be a burly man holding a long sword, riding a black dragon, swimming in the clouds, and behind him, followed by eight divine beasts, galloping through the clouds.

I don't know if it's an illusion or an illusion caused by the changing clouds.

This scene not only frightened the imperial army, but also amazed the villagers, and they knelt on the ground and bowed.

The imperial army gritted its teeth and continued to move forward, but at this moment, the clouds were gathering thicker and darker, and it was almost impossible to see things in the distance. But that's not all, the dark clouds that had been suppressed for a long time seemed to suddenly pierce a hole, and the pouring rain poured down instantly.

The mountain road instantly became muddy, and the mountain began to slide, and many imperial troops were submerged in it.

Therefore, the imperial army retreated!

In this way, Xishan Village became the only village that had not been swept away.

Afterwards, the villagers recalled the scene of that day and decided to build a temple for the gods and beasts.

The people counted the days and decided to base the temple in the middle of the village.

However, on the day when the foundation was about to be laid, the sky once again blew a strong wind, and the flag of the foundation was pulled up directly from the ground and blown into the ancient forest at the entrance of the village.

The villagers were shocked, but they still complied with the will of heaven and set the temple in the ancient woods.

As a result, there is the temple it is today.