Afterwards, the villagers will go to the river temple to clean up the mess under the leadership of the village chief.

The most important thing is the relatives of the boys and girls.....

This is the flow of the festival day in previous years.

After the sound of gongs and drums, almost all the villagers get up and gather in front of the altar that has been erected in the center of the village.

Early in the morning, Zheng Qiu and Zheng Dong waited outside the door again, and before Su left the mouth, Zheng Qiu took the lead and said, "It was the village chief who asked me to pick up the child first." ”

The little boy hid behind Su Li, trembling all over.

No matter how many times he has done psychological construction for himself, when it comes to the end, he is still afraid.

Looking at Uncle Zheng and Uncle Zheng Si, Xiao Tong cried out loud.

Although he cried a lot, he still didn't say a word from his mouth, the steps on his feet automatically walked outside, wiping his tears and looking at Su Li reluctantly, "Mother, you, you must be well." ”

Zheng Qiu and Zheng Dong didn't urge, pursed their lips and waited for the little boy to clean up his emotions.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Su, I.... The village will take care of her. ”

As if he was afraid of Su Li's emotional collapse, Zheng Dong stood very close to Su Li, and his attention was always on her, as if to prevent her from doing something excessive.

This couldn't help but make Su Li sigh with emotion, the men in Zhengjia Village were so calm that they were so calm that they were terrifying.

Zheng Dong looked shy and honest, and seemed to have a lot of admiration for her, but she could handle things.....

Zheng Qiu and Zheng Dong escorted the child away one after another.

Until he could no longer see the figures of a few people in front of him, Su Li's feet standing in place never moved.

Zheng Dong left a puzzled look before leaving, and Mrs. Su was inevitably too calm.

Before the boys and girls are offered, they will carefully bathe and dot, put on beautiful clothes, smear with good-smelling balsam, and sit on the lotus platform like golden boys and girls, waiting for the fate after dark.

The White Lady's house next door is quiet, and it seems that since I met in the middle of the night yesterday, I haven't seen the White Lady again, and I haven't seen the White Lady all morning.

And none of those familiar faces appeared.

White lady,.... There are also two crazy women from the village chief's family, Yan Niangzi and Yan Xiaoniang, two aunts and nephews who pretend to be crazy and stupid.

Maybe they're plotting something today.

Su Li didn't care, she sat on the rattan chair, closed her eyes and prepared for the evening.

There's still a tough battle to fight at night.

Zheng Qiu and Zheng Dong have always been near her, not far or close, not easy to catch up, but quite responsive.

Xiao Tong and Xiao Li each had a little red heart on their eyebrows, sitting on the lotus platform and being carried by the villagers around the Tongtian River, walking in a circle, behind them were pigs, sheep and cattle were also tied with hooves, hanging upside down on wooden sticks and carried by the villagers. On the wooden carts pushed by them were all kinds of tributes.

Such a scene couldn't help but remind Su Li of the origin of the inspiration king.

The King of Inspiration is a goldfish raised in the lotus pond of the Bodhisattva in the upper realm, and every day he floats his head out of the water to listen to the Bodhisattva's chanting.

Night falls, and the gods sleep peacefully.

The little boy and Xiaoli on the lotus platform finally couldn't help but cry loudly, "Mother, mother.... I'm afraid, I'm afraid...."

The cries of the two children broke down, but they never returned a trace of pity from the village chief and the others, and he scolded loudly: "Shut up, do you want to anger the river god?"

"Think about your family and parents, who were blamed by the river gods, and they didn't get anywhere. ”

The village chief's words made the two children tremble, and they pressed the sound in their throats with sobs, but the tears in their eyes were the same as they couldn't stop, and they continued to flow down, and after touching them, they came again, and soon the plackets and sleeves of the two were wet and dull.

No matter how scared Xiao Tong and Xiao Li were, the villagers still sent the two of them into the River Temple, and even carried a series of sacrifices in and laid them out one by one.

Like every child before them, the heavy door slowly slammed and locked in their desperate eyes.

The smooth progress of the sacrifice made the village chief breathe a sigh of relief, and the skin that had been tight was also loosened a little, making the hills and ravines on his face look deeper.

"Now go back quickly, and no one will go out until tomorrow morning." ”

Su Li was also driven back, and Zheng Qiu and Zheng Dong, who had been following her, relaxed a little, simply said a few words of comfort to her, and left quickly.

It seems that Su Li, who has decided that the door of the river temple that has fallen locked, can't be pushed open anymore.

The only key to the heavy temple gate is the village chief.

In the blink of an eye, the villagers who were still bustling just now dispersed.

The temple of the river god, which gradually began to disappear in the shadows, was like a monstrous and devouring monster, gloomy and terrifying.

Su Li looked up at the twilight sky, turned his head, and slowly walked towards the temple gate with swaying steps.

As she approached the temple gate, the heavy, sturdy iron lock slid down automatically, and the iron door creaked and slowly opened.

The farther I went, I could faintly hear the crying sound spilling from the cracks of my fingertips, small, faint, like a little beast screaming in despair.

On the innermost offering table in the temple, there is a dancing candle flame printed on it, and two children sit on it.

The two of them also heard the sound of the temple door being pushed open, and the sound of footsteps gradually walking towards them.

The boy closed his eyes tightly and covered his mouth with his hands, trying his best not to cry out loud, so as not to anger the river god.

He trembled all over, and his tears were all over the rosette.

And Xiaoli shrunk herself into a ball, not daring to look or listen.

"Little boy. Su Li called out suicily.

The child's trembling body suddenly paused, thinking that he was hallucinating, and actually heard his mother's voice.

"Little boy, it's my mother who is here. As he spoke, Su Li hugged the little boy from the lotus platform on the offering table.

Feeling the familiar embrace, the little boy opened his eyes tremblingly, and slammed into Su Li's arms with a wow, "Mother...."

The children were really frightened.

Su Li stroked the child's back a few times, then pulled the person out of his arms, and said, "Now you take Xiaoli home, sleep well, tomorrow will be fine, everything will pass." ”

Xiao Tong noticed that something was wrong, and asked eagerly, "What about you, mother?"

"I, we can't go.... The river god will blame the village. The boy shook his head vigorously.

Su Li sneered, "What a river god, it's just a self-styled monster, don't worry, I have a way to deal with it." ”

Seeing that the little boy was silent and looked stubborn, Su Li had no choice but to say, "When do you think I lied to you?"

Xiao Tong thought about it, and Xiao Li on the side also slipped down from the lotus platform, took Xiao Tong's hand and said, "Just listen to my aunt." ”