Chapter 14: The Patron Saint of the Village (1)
I couldn't sleep all night, wondering who I saw last night, how could it feel so familiar and yet unfamiliar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info It wasn't until the sky was dark that I was sleepy and closed my eyes.
Early in the morning, I was called by my grandmother to carry water and feed the chickens. It's part of rural life. Although the food in the countryside is rough, it is still relatively delicious, maybe I am indeed hungry, I have eaten a lot, after last night's run, I really used a lot of energy.
When I saw my grandmother filling the bamboo basket with ingots and candles, I asked my grandmother curiously what she was going to do? Grandma said to me with a smile while putting the whole boiled chicken on the plate, "Today is the birthday of the landlord of the land, and she will go to worship God with me later." Speaking of the god of the land, it is the patron saint of every small village. Any demons and monsters must have their consent before they can enter their jurisdiction. All the people in this village from birth to death, whether they want to be reincarnated here, or they die and are taken away by the ghosts, I heard that they have to go through their registration before they can be released. Another theory holds that the land lord and the land wife were in charge of the administration of the prefecture, in addition to protecting the peace and tranquility of the township, and at the same time subordinate to the city god and in charge of the household registration of the deceased in the township. In many regions, there is a custom that everyone is born with a "temple king land" - that is, a land temple to which they belong, similar to the place of origin of each person. The Land Temple is generally located at the entrance of the village, representing a symbol of protecting the village.
The land god is also one of the most well-known gods in Taoist myths and legends, he is the guardian of a land, and he is a god who forms a coexistence with that land, so the land lord of that land knows everything. As a local patron deity, although it does not have a high status, it is the most common god worshipped in the world. Temples that were previously erected for them can be found in almost every village. Legend has it that the land god could also go to heaven at will, but he stayed there to take care of the people. Usually the god of the land appears in the form of an elderly couple, the male is called the "land father" and the female is called the "land mother-in-law". Since there are countless land gods in China, there are not many who really have names. The temples generally built for them were small in size and were called "land temples" and were dedicated to an elderly couple sitting side by side. In the folk, the land lord is also regarded as the god of wealth and fortune, because the folk believe that "there is soil and wealth", so the land lord is worshiped as a guardian god by the merchants. It is said that he was also able to bring about a good harvest of grains.
Every New Year's holiday, every household in the village has to kill chickens to worship the land princess, which is a custom handed down in the village. There is also a story passed down from the older generation. It happened before my grandfather was born, and I can't say exactly when it happened. At that time, the whole village was full of wind and rain, and people were panicked, and although there were always many versions, the prototype was this.
One morning, the whole village collectively contracted a symptom. His face was sallow, his eyes were bloodshot, his lips were cracked due to dryness, and his eyes were deeply sunken into his sockets, and his eyes were yellow and yellow, without a trace of brilliance. His face was swollen as if he had been beaten up in the night. If one or two people have this symptom, they may not think it is a big deal, but the problem is that the whole village has this symptom together. I just slept for one night, and the whole village had an accident. So far, the whole village can only form a team to go to the hospital in the city for examination, but in exchange for the doctor's sentence, there is no major problem with the body, just lack of sleep and nutrition, and tell them to go back and rest more. Even the doctor couldn't find out what happened, and everyone returned to the village in despair. Everyone was at a loss, sighing, and the children were crying in pain, but the adults were also caught off guard. The whole village is full of wind and rain, and people are panicked everywhere.
Just when everyone was facing despair, an old man with kind eyebrows and white hair suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village. Holding a bamboo basket in his hand, there were some red, small fruits in it. He gave everyone a piece of fruit to devour. He also comforted the people in the village, telling them not to worry too much, everything will be fine, go back to sleep at night, and tomorrow will be fine. After that, he left.
The old man didn't walk for a while, and suddenly the day was covered with dark clouds, and the dark clouds squeezed the sky, covering up the red glow just now, and it was heavy as if it was about to fall, so depressed that it seemed that the whole world was quiet. It was very dark, and it was oppressive. There are also deafening thunders and blinding lightning from time to time, giving people a feeling of terror. There was a strong wind outside, blowing tree branches and dust flying on the ground, making it impossible to open your eyes. A few bolts of lightning swept through the air, and the rain poured down, and the house seemed to be shrouded in hazy smoke. The people in the village really had nothing to do, so they went back to their homes.
The whole night was the sound of the wind, the rain, the thunder shouted, the thunder roared overhead, the earth seemed to be shaken and trembled, the lightning seemed to be a golden thread, the dark sky was split in half by this golden thread, the rain revealed a terrifying breath, and the wind seemed to smell the smell of blood. Everyone was half-awake and half-asleep with a deep sense of fear. Some of them woke up in the middle of the night, and heard the friction of knives and guns colliding outside, a lightning bolt lit up, and two shadows outside were instantly reflected on the window, but there was no sound, only the wind and rain outside, lightning and thunder. Everyone was at rest, praying that the night would pass quickly and that the dawn would come.
Strange to say, early the next morning, as the old man said, the symptoms of the people in the village disappeared and they all returned to their previous appearance. Just when everyone was distressed and wanted to repay the old man and was thinking hard, an old man with sharp eyes suddenly shouted, "That old man didn't look like the land lord in the land temple last night?" After she said this, everyone also felt a little like him, so they hurried to the land temple at the entrance of the village to see it, and they were all stunned. There was a bamboo basket next to the Land Temple, wasn't it the one in the old man's hand last night. Everyone kills chickens to worship the land and the land, and since then, the people in the village have come to worship the land and the land and the land for any big or small things, and I heard that it is quite spiritual.
For the truth of this matter, I also specially asked Grandpa Hu, and he only said that it was the pig demon who took the opportunity to go down to the earth to make trouble, and the land lord showed his magic to protect the people in the village.
There is also a saying that if the family has Tian Ding in the past year, then they should carry the statues of the land lord and the land lady to the village during the Spring Festival of the second year, on the one hand, to express the joy of the land and the land mother, and on the other hand, to thank the land lord and the land woman for their kindness to their family. In addition, in the folk, in addition to the wandering gods, there will also be light lights and wine on the day of the Lantern Festival. Because of the homonym of "Ding", "lighting the lamp" has the meaning of "adding Ding", so the lamp wine is placed to celebrate.