"You talk first, I'll go back to my hometown and have a look. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Under the teasing gaze of Jixiang and Tang Scarlet, Lu Zheng fled. The ancestral hall of the Lu family, in Lu Zheng's hands, shines on the lintel, ushering in a glorious moment, as the descendants of the ancestors of the Lu family, it is necessary for Lu Zheng to go back and take a look in person.

In the past, there was no serious road in Bailu Village, and the two-way highway was officially completed and opened to traffic a year ago, which brought great convenience to the lives of the villagers.

Of course, this credit belongs to the old Lu family, so now in the entire Bailu Village, whoever mentions the Lu family has to give a thumbs up and praise it. The people are the most realistic, and it is clear who is good and who is dependent.

What's more, the Lu family's Shishui Pavilion has a prosperous business, and many employees are from Bailuzhai, with many benefits, which is no less than the average income in second-tier cities. Lu Zheng's father even waved his hand and set aside 20% of his dividends every year to use them as pensions and grants in the village.

Don't forget the wealth and wealth, the Lu family builds bridges and paves roads, respects the old and loves the young, whether it is financial resources and virtue, they have become the leading famous households in Bailu Village, there is no one.

The affairs of the ancestral hall have always been in charge of his second uncle, and he got the instructions of Lu Zheng's father, and he did not waste extravagance and construction because it was developed, but only renovated the ancestral hall that had been done for fifty or sixty years, and the ancestral tablet was replaced with a new one, and two stone lions were carved at the door.

Lu Zheng drove back to the village alone, and as soon as he walked to the entrance of the village, he found that on the edge of the big puddle under the old locust tree in the south of the village, the gongs and drums were beating very lively, and a big red banner about ten meters long was very conspicuous.

"The groundbreaking ceremony of the Dragon King Temple in Bailuzhai. ”

Lu Zheng was a little stunned, and when he looked at it from a distance, he actually saw the figures of his father, mother, second uncle and second aunt in the crowd, surrounded by the villagers in the third layer and the outer three layers in the heavy sword, and one person carried a shovel in his hand, and the cadres of the village committee were cultivating soil for the foundation stone.

What about the ancestral hall, what kind of trouble is this Dragon King Temple?

Parked the car, Lu Zheng followed the familiar field path in his childhood, all the way around the puddle to the front. The villagers were applauding and cheering, but no one noticed him.

At the end of the foundation laying, the respected old branch secretary took the lead in applauding and said loudly: "Fellow villagers, what day is today? First of all, I would like to thank the Dragon King, the Dragon Lord of our Jiangcheng. As he spoke, he bowed respectfully to the east with his fists in his fist, and then continued: "This second thank you is our neighbors Guosheng and Guoyun, what is the meaning of wealth and nobility do not forget their roots, build roads and bridges in our village, give money to the old, and small scholarships, this is wealth and do not forget their roots." Come, everybody applaud, applaud......"

The villagers applauded and cheered hard, and the faces of the father and the second uncle had an indescribable brilliance, which they had never seen before, and they were proud from the bottom of their hearts.

The old mother and the second aunt also seemed to be several years younger, their faces were full of red light, and they kept giving the villagers gifts in return, muttering: "It's all a family, it should be, it should be." ”

When the parents' generation reaches this age, their desire for money and power has weakened, and they pay more and more attention to fame. My parents have lived a hard life for half a lifetime, and at this moment today, I have received heartfelt applause and blessings from the villagers, and I have been greatly satisfied spiritually.

Lu Zheng stood in the crowd with a smile, looking at the radiant faces of his parents and parents, as a son, he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

At this moment, if he stood up, he would definitely get the same applause, or even more, after all, the glory of the Lu family came from him. But he chose to silently withdraw from the crowd and quietly left with a relieved smile.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.

As soon as he got into the car, an owl landed on the front window, knocked on the door with its paws, and croaked: "Little brother, such a good opportunity to pretend to be forced, why don't you show your face?"

"Come in. Putting down the window glass, Lu Zheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said with a lazy expression: "At this moment, I just want to be a quiet beautiful man." ”

"Cut. The owl snorted disdainfully, pretended to comb his feathers, and said narcissistically: "No matter how beautiful it is, can it compare to this seat?"

After quietly smoking a cigarette in the car, Lu Zheng asked, "What's going on with this Dragon King Temple?"

"It was your mother and second aunt's idea. Lao Huo squatted on the leather seat, crossed Erlang's paws, and said with a smile: "Your family eats by water, why don't you respect the Dragon King?"

I see.

It seems that my mother wants to accumulate merit and bless Lu Zheng's business by paying tribute to the Dragon King.

"But this puddle in your village is also a little cold. "The old fire smashed the mouth, there is no river or lake in Bailuzhai, and this puddle is the largest water source. I remember that during the summer vacation when I was a child, Lu Zheng fluttered in this puddle every day and practiced swimming.

The biggest thing about building the Dragon King Temple is that there must be water, and it is best to have living water. But Bailuzhai really does not have the geographical conditions, and can only make do with it.

Thinking of this, Lu Zheng's heart suddenly moved, he appeared outside everywhere, this Bailu Village is his hometown, this Dragon King Temple is also a palace, not to mention that it was built by his parents and parents, if he didn't have some miracles, then he would really be blind to this body's ability.

When the dragon king is out of the horse, the stagnant water can also become living water.

"Lao Huo, listen to the song?" Lu Zheng filled in a CD of Eason Chan and put a song that is very in line with Lao Huo's temperament - the best friend, and then moved his muscles and bones, and said loudly: "This song is for you, and then stare at your well-like eyes, and wait for a miracle to happen in the song." ”

Friend, I'll be your friend for a second

Friend, I'll be your friend for life

It's strange that the past is no longer worth looking back on

There is actually a ...... in remembrance

In the familiar singing, Lu Zheng slowly closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep. But his consciousness spread outward......

It is true that there is no river within a radius of 20 miles from Bailu Village, but it does not mean that there is no water. The spell unfolded, penetrating the strata, constantly extending, expanding, looking for the water source hidden underground.

Pregnant......

In the west of the village next door to the family camp, three or four hundred meters underground, there are naturally formed rocks, and in the cracks of the rocks, there are trickles of streams, constantly infiltrating the soil layer.

If you guess correctly, this underground water source is connected to the Xunlu River in the neighboring city of Lucheng, and the water volume is extremely abundant, and the water quality is also considered to be of the upper class.

A trickle of streams gradually converged, and under the control of the Secret Technique, it impacted the rock and soil layers, opened a passage, and meandered towards Bailu Village.

"Folks, the first incense activity of Bailuzhai Longwang Temple is about to begin. The principal of the primary school in the village, holding the speech in his hand, said impassionedly: "This incense activity, with the concept of compassion, gratitude, dedication and harmony, aims to carry forward the long-standing dragon culture in China, and actively guide and give full play to the role of our Jiangcheng dragon culture in building a harmonious and civilized society......

"As we all know, we are all descendants of dragons. The dragon lord of Xixiu Mountain, flood relief, opening the mountain for the river, outstanding meritorious service, and good name. Here, our folks in Bailuzhai should also unite to spread the dragon culture, carry forward the spirit of the dragon, and promote righteousness......"

Sprinkled a large article, the villagers below did not listen to nine out of ten, they were busy arranging the altar tribute, melons and fruits, dishes, incense candles, longevity noodles, longevity peaches, everything......

When the old principal finished reading the manuscript, the following preparations were almost ready, and someone coaxed: "The auspicious time is coming soon, let's start......"

The old principal pushed his reading glasses and said with a smile: "Okay, I announce now, the Dragon King Sacrifice Ceremony, now start ......"

With his order, the villagers who had been prepared for a long time all received hippie smiles, lit incense candles in their hands, and respectfully kowtowed, incense, and prayed......

No one spoke, and no one dared to speak, because it was a sacred moment for them, and there was no room for any sloppiness.

At this time, someone suddenly shouted in surprise: "Look, there is water in the pit." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, the dragon king will blame...... Eh, in the pit, this ...... This ......"

"Really, there's water in the pit. ”

"Look, everyone, what's going on in this pit?"

I don't know how many years the puddles in Bailuzhai have existed, they have always been stagnant water, and they can only accumulate some by relying on rainwater. When there is a drought, it is basically a big dirt pit.

Just a few days ago, in order to lay the foundation of the Dragon King Temple, the village also specially adjusted the pumping machine and added water to the pit overnight, so as not to be too shabby.

But now, in front of everyone's eyes, in the center of the turbid and yellowed stagnant water, bubbles are bubbling, clear and transparent, clustering out of the water, and then spreading out into a circle of waves. (To be continued.) )