Wu Chen also felt that there was nothing to check for the time being, so he sent Du Qin home first, and when he left, he told Lao Luo, don't stay here for the past two days, the house is dilapidated, don't look back and can't stand the wind and rain!

Lao Luo let them go with a big grin, he will check the clues of Qianbi Mountain as soon as possible.

Wu Chen and Du Qin drove to the fishing village, and they didn't feel anything special, what should everyone be doing, there are more than a dozen typhoons a year, nothing unusual.

They here, although the port is the South China Sea, the strange thing is that it is very rare to be hit by the typhoon head-on, there is a weather forecast every year, when the typhoon is formed, the forecast will make a head-on landfall here, often two or three days later, when the center of the typhoon is close to the coast, it will take a detour, or go south, or go north, or simply roll back, sweeping the entire Taiwan Island.

According to ancient legends, this is the blessed land of Mazu, so the wind and rain are smooth, and all disasters are not invaded! A group of investigators once came to work for a year or two, and finally came to the conclusion that it was because of the semi-ring of the bay here, the three small islands at the mouth of the sea, and the unique terrain, which caused the air flow to change and effectively resisted the landfall of the typhoon.

But this statement, the locals don't believe it, this typhoon is hula-la-la in the sky, where can you block a few small islands on the ground, these "experts" are really painful, bullying the countryside people have no knowledge and don't bring this!

Everyone still believes that this is the blessing of Mazu in order to protect the territory and the people, so the four towns and eight miles, in partnership with the small island in the middle, which is also the largest bat island, built a Mazu statue of the boss. I heard that two more big Buddhas have been built in recent years! Each one was as tall as a dozen floors, but Wu Chen had never seen it.

When Wu Chen returned to the village, it was a different situation, because there were many old houses in the village, and everyone was busy, using mats made of straw to strengthen the roof doors and windows, stirring yellow mud in the corners of the walls, and reinforcing the walls.

As soon as she got home, Wu's mother called Wu Chen to accompany her to reinforce the old house, and by the way, she bowed to the "master".

The so-called lord is not an ancestor, but the abbreviation of all kinds of immortals, there are too many immortals worshiped by the countryside, and most of them can't be called honorific, anyway, they are all fairy masters, they are collectively called masters, the first fifteenth, but the lords of worship are not the same.

Wu Chen has been very dizzy by these all kinds of masters since he was a child, so he just followed and worshipped anyway.

Due to the reasons of historical migration, the Chaoshan area is mostly inhabited by ethnic groups, and the coastal plain along the river is relatively economically developed, and many wang ethnic groups live in these places, and the old county town also has many ethnic groups living together.

Therefore, both urban and rural residents have a strong clan concept, which is reflected in the settlement architecture, which is a walled village pattern centered on the ancestral hall of the surname. Qingfu County Chronicles: "When the Wang clan builds a house, a family temple must be built, which is especially magnificent." ”

Because there are many ethnic groups living in the rural areas of Chaoshan, and the whole village is built according to its clan concept, feng shui concept, production and life, defense function and some aesthetic concepts, so the general pattern of Chaoshan dwellings is a unique ideal feng shui living environment, and the houses such as "Xiashan Tiger", "Three Wall Connection", "Four Points of Gold", "Five Rooms", "Four Horse Trailers", "Hundred Birds and Phoenix" are both beautiful and solid, and these can be seen in Chaozhou and the mountain.

However, where Wu Chen's hometown is located, at the junction with Funan, the building is also a continuation of the Funan style, the whole village is divided into three round villages, the outer wall of this kind of village, are rammed with more than one meter thick loess mixed with rice soup, after completion, invulnerable, water and fire do not invade, its use is more important than defense, so the name is often embedded with the word "village".

In their village, there are 64 rooms in each round village, the ground floor is the dining room, kitchen, living room, the second floor is the warehouse, and the third floor is divided into two halves, half is the attic, and the other half is the balcony, which is used for drying things, and the balcony is unified inward, and the periphery is sealed, leaving only a lookout hole to the outside.

Each small family or individual room in the village is independent, and each room is connected by a circle of common corridors. These designs are also often designed with a focus on defensive functions.

The lower village, where Wu Chen's family is located, has gone through many generations, and the loess outside has been potholed and full of bullet holes.

When Wu Chen was a child, he often sat on the 30-centimeter-high stone threshold at the entrance of the village, listened to the old people in the village tell the history of the village, pointed to the bullet holes and said that these were left by a certain weapon fight, and those were left by bandits.

In the middle of the earthen village, there is a large public square, on the east and west sides of the square, there is a well, the well is planted with longan trees, and there are several stone mills and other farm utensils on the side, which are no longer used now, and become stone tables. In the past, every summer night, the elderly and children would sit here and play in the cool after dinner.

However, now there are no people living in the village, not only the courtyard wall is ruined, the dead branches and yellow grass are scattered all over the ground, and some corners are still growing wild grass, everything looks so deserted.

Since moving to live in the town and "invited" the tablets of the ancestors to worship over there, he has not come back for many years, Wu Chen only feels that the old village is much more dilapidated than he remembers, and the space is much smaller.

Help my mother in the narrow hall on the first floor, put all kinds of incense candles, this old table of eight immortals, full of traces of time, the wall facing it, is also blackened by smoke all the year round, there is still half a broken painting hanging on the side, it is the kind of classical beauty picture printed in the early nineties, but unfortunately only half of the figure is left, hanging crookedly over there.

Wu Chen was more interested in the table, and while his mother was busy working, he took a closer look, and saw that the table was just ordinary wood, and one leg was already broken, so he didn't have anything to look at, so he went up to the second floor.

In his memory, this place used to be full of all kinds of old things, because his grandfather was a destitute element with a strong roots, and he was the most honest person, and for a while, the village piled up the things that were handed over in their house, and later returned all the valuable items to the organization, leaving only some broken books and paintings, for which his grandmother complained for a lifetime, thanks to the fact that she secretly hid two Yuan Datou back then, otherwise nothing was left behind.

"Xiao Chen-what are you doing, it's all dust!" Mother's voice sounded below, it turned out that when Wu Chen was looking through the pile of broken books on the second floor, the floor was old and the dust had fallen.

"Hehe, it's nothing, look at the old stuff from before." As Wu Chen spoke, he pulled out a bundle of books from the pile of rubble, and saw that they were all revolutionary books published in the forties and fifties, as well as some agricultural science magazines, he was not interested, and he was choked twice and thrown aside, stirring up even more dust.

There is a bundle of things under the books, but it is the letters of the year, and most of the stamps on it were cut away by Wu Chen when he was a child, leaving a gap, and then down is a yellowed snakeskin bag, with the word urea faintly on it!

Wu Chen opened the bag and looked at it, but there was a scroll of paintings inside, the vertical scrolls were a little tattered, and they were covered with dust, Wu Chen didn't have time to look at it carefully, he took it out and shook it slightly, and he didn't dare to push it too hard, and put it aside.