The sun is shining and the wind is refreshing.

Drive all the way from the fish pond, just turn to the city, you can see the colorful flags fluttering in front of you, and the front of the bus is hung with a bright red banner: Jiangcheng Deshishui Pavilion He Dragon King's Birthday Cultural Troupe.

Cultural troupe?

Lu Zheng couldn't help but smile, the people sitting in these buses are basically his fellow villagers, mostly middle-aged women, elderly women and small pot friends, a few men are also honest farmers, and there are also young men and girls, but not for the Dragon King, but for the temple fair, the average cultural level is definitely below junior high school.

Who came up with the slogan?

The white fox looked at the bus, pouted and whispered, "Engong, the slave family also wants to go to the temple fair." ”

Lu Zheng was surprised: "Isn't this going to take you there?"

"But ....... The white fox gestured with his paws to his body, and twisted and pinched: "The slave family doesn't want to look at it like this, it's not fun at all." ”

"Okay. ”

The fox form is indeed not suitable for appearing in front of everyone, and the white fox spirit is good at illusion, but it can perform mirage illusion and appear in human form.

The only question is, what identity should be assigned to her?

Ai Ai looked at Lu Zheng during the White Fox Period, and said shyly: "Engong, the slave family will be very obedient, and they will never cause you trouble." Moreover, there are many mirages in His Majesty's Dragon Palace, as long as they are slightly refined and worn on the body, they can be seamlessly clothed, and the ears and tail can be hidden. ”

"Mirage?"

"That's right. The white fox nodded and said, "Originally, a skull was needed to cast an illusionist, but the slave family didn't want to go to the mass grave to find a skull that I don't know who it was and put it on the head." In the past few days, the slave family has found a mirage in the Dragon Palace, which is an excellent spell casting material for mirage. ”

The owl, who had stayed up all night, barely moved his eyelids, yawned and said, "Mirage, this seat knows." Mirages, the big ones are called clams, and the small ones are called mirages. However, clams are easy to come by, and mirages are hard to find. This mirage is no ordinary clam. But it can be called a mirage if it survives for at least a hundred years, has a restrained aura, and does not increase in size. Of course. For the little brother, drizzle, many of the tiles of this Dragon Palace are made of mirages, colorful glass, and special effects. It's the mirage's work. ”

Lu Zheng smiled: "What do you mean, are you going to go to the house to uncover the tiles?"

The white fox smiled, hung his head shyly, and said embarrassedly: "The slave family only needs one piece." ”

The owl chimed in: "Two pieces, two pieces, and this seat." ”

The white fox glanced at it and said, "You can't look like this, even a mirage can only mirage into a hen." The slave family didn't want to take the hen to the temple fair, which made people see the joke. ”

The owl was unconvinced and said, "Little fox fairy, it's your illusion that can't come home." Such a handsome and handsome owl in this seat, cosplaying Song Yu Pan An is a piece of cake. ”

"Braggart. ”

The owl pouted, "Little fox fairy." Hurry up and sell a cute, your emperor brother will definitely not be able to bear it. ”

"Don't. ”

"If you don't come, this seat will come. ”

The owl struggled to support a pair of big round eyes, held its head with its wings, looked up at a forty-five degree angle, twisted its body rhythmically, and said in a loud voice: "Emperor Gege, is it okay?" ”

Looking at its cute appearance, Lu Zheng's mind was reminded of a lewd uncle. Chills.

As monsters, they do yearn for the prosperity of the world, otherwise they would not have worked hard to cultivate and transform themselves. It's just two tiles, nothing to feel sorry for.

Lu Zheng waved his big hand and said, "Quasi-play." ”

Owl with two wings and a crossed waist. Haha laughed and said: "This seat sells cuteness, who competes." See, little fox fairy, learn a little, it will be of great use in the future. ”

auspicious words, but reminded Lu Zheng. She can temporarily apply illusion to the mirage to create a mirage that is fake, so that it can be extended for a while.

In the future, there will definitely not be enough manpower to contract the island, and Lu Zheng is not like recruiting human employees on a large scale, after all, it is more troublesome to do. If there is the assistance of mirage, shrimp soldiers and crabs will be able to appear in the image of human beings, which can not only alleviate the problem of employment, but also use it with confidence.

Of course, the price is to uncover the tiles of the Dragon Palace......

You can't live in the Dragon Palace without a roof in the future, what kind of system will it become, Lu Zheng thought about it, or forget it, and when he enters the sea, he won't worry about finding a mirage.

It takes a little time to make a mirage into a magic weapon. Lu Zheng put Jixiang and the owl into the Dragon Palace, waited for the right time, and arranged a suitable identity for them to appear.

The bus convoy with fluttering flags deliberately took advantage of the working time to turn around the main street of Jiangcheng twice, and the name of Deshi Water Pavilion also spread throughout the city.

On the outer ring road of Jiangcheng, the bus convoy stopped on the side of the road, and Lu Guosheng coordinated the convoy before and after the run, informing him of many precautions for this trip.

Lu Zheng, who had been following the convoy, shook the glass and drove to the front of the convoy.

The villagers sitting on the bus were all beaming, poking their heads out of the windows and greeting Lu Zheng warmly.

"Zhengzi, here it is!"

"Eldest nephew, have you had breakfast? ”

"Quick, Yin Yin, call the second master. ”

"Second grandfather, good morning. ”

Most of the common people are simple, and whoever is good to them, they are good to whomever they are. This time the outing, food, accommodation and transportation were all free, and practical things such as fans, T-shirts, and simple handbags were also distributed, as well as children, and bad snacks.

"Everyone eats and drinks and has fun, and if you have anything, you can find my dad and my second uncle. ”

Everyone responded with a bang: "Howler!"

The villagers have been stained with the light of the Lu family, and they will definitely not be grateful to Dade, but the generous reputation of the Lu family will definitely spread throughout Bailu Village.

Isn't that the glorious lintel?

To give so many benefits to the villagers, of course, there is a fine consideration, this is also a means of advertising, the T-shirts they wear, the fans they hold, and the handbags they carry are all printed with the slogan of the Stone Water Pavilion.

At that time, more than 200 people scattered to catch the temple fair, which was the billboard of the event.

On the bus at the front, my mother was dressed very young, wearing a sunhat and a horn in her hand, looking like a regiment leader, with a happy smile on her face.

As a hard-working housewife, there are indeed very few opportunities to revolve around firewood, rice, oil and salt all day long.

Even if this advertisement is not successful, it can be exchanged for making my mother happy. The money was not spent in vain.

Originally, I planned to let my parents and second uncle take his car and make it more comfortable, but my parents insisted on refusing, and my father was responsible for leading the front of the car. The second uncle was at the back of the car, and the old mother sat and chatted with acquaintances.

In the end, he sat quietly in his car, of course, not for comfort, but about the small details of this trip, which needed to be reported and discussed with Lu Zheng.

There was a bloodshot in the eyes. The face was full of tired quietness, and he was fighting his spirits, holding various documents in his hand, and was about to report to Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng stretched out his hand to stop it, and said angrily: "What I said, you should turn a deaf ear? Let you have a good rest, don't report it, you did a good job." Lay the chair flat and you can lie back and squint for a while. ”

"Oh. ”

For this event, I stayed up quietly for two all-nighters. The total time to sleep during the day was no more than five hours, and I was already exhausted, so I put down my chair and lay down for a while, and then fell asleep.

Lu Zheng looked at her sleeping side face, was silent for a while, and sighed slightly.

In the past few days, the affairs of Deshi Shuixie have been pressed on her shoulders alone, and with her conscientious character, she has completely worked hard to complete it.

Lu Zheng thought about it. Pick up a bottle of mineral water and take out a trace of Tianshui real liquid and blend it into it. The distance was very short, and she would definitely not be able to slow down at this time, and with this little aura supplement, it should greatly relieve her fatigue.

The so-called temple fair. Modern people may know less, but in ancient times it was a very important trade activity.

At that time, there was no supermarket, and rushing to the temple fair and the market became the main way for people to purchase daily necessities in bulk. Nowadays, temple fairs are more of a cultural activity, and the nature of trade is gradually diminishing.

In the past, the temple fair mainly sold silk and satin cloth, daily groceries, tools and farm tools. Now the temple fair is dominated by snacks such as various jujube cakes, rice cakes, and sugar gourds.

Before the convoy drove to Shuangqiao Town, Yegou Mountain, you could see a significant increase in pedestrians on the road, including cars and electric vehicles, men, women and children.

The Dragon King Temple Fair is indeed very grand, after the disaster Shuangqiao Town has no signs of decadence, those who have received the Dragon King's life-saving grace of the people, spontaneously put up lanterns, everywhere are red ribbons, red lanterns, colored flags, and a lot of merchants in front of the door, there are fireworks and cannons, set up incense case tribute.

The temple fair site was even more crowded and bustling.

After the good convoy arrived, under the command of my father and second uncle, I immediately began to build a stage and set up free water points.

Zhang Yucheng and Pan Zi were responsible for the arrangement of the event, and they also began to work intensively.

Quiet was still asleep, Lu Zheng didn't plan to wake her up, gently locked the car door, blended into the bustling crowd, and enjoyed this grand event to worship the dragon god.

Walking into the crowd, looking at the beaming faces and altars everywhere, Lu Zheng suddenly felt that the dragon scales on his chest were hot, and they actually started to work spontaneously.

An indescribable touch, brewing in the depths of the heart.

There was no noisy noise in his ears, but instead there was a murmuring sound like flowing water, and a very small warm current permeated the heavens and the earth, converging towards him.

In front is a big archway wrapped in red silk, the front of the archway is set up with a high altar of more than one meter, the red carpet is paved, the sacrificial table is full of three animals, fruits, cakes, arch guards a copper incense burner, the dragon and phoenix red candles on both sides of the incense burner, the incense burner is inserted in the furnace with three sticks of incense as thick as fingers, and there is curling green smoke.

A three-foot-high shrine in the middle, several golden carp auspicious clouds as the frame, blue waves as the base, a half-foot-high golden statue sits in it, the dragon head is in the body, wearing a dragon robe, wearing a crown, holding a wat board, and a line of dragon flying and phoenix dance is written on the tablet behind it:

The god of grace Qingjiang Dragon Monarch. (To be continued.) )

PS: PS: There are some ideas I would like to discuss with you. I can keep a low profile about the urban plot of this book, but everything is actually about dragons, and there will be events. As readers, you may not know that online literature is now more tightly checked, especially in cities, you can't write scribble, and you can't tell when you hit a mine, so you won't have to read it. Therefore, it is necessary to keep a low profile, because a high profile will inevitably attract the attention of the government, and it will be difficult to write when the time comes. Of course, readers don't want the protagonist to be humiliated and bullied, but once you are bullish and openly challenge that, we are not far from the river crab. A theocratic book from my contemporaneous date has clicked. Therefore, taking into account various considerations, the urban plot is mainly low-key, and it will not involve politics, which is an absolute minefield. I don't know how many books have been ruined because of this. Thank you, thank you for your support and understanding.