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On the tenth day of the third month of the lunar calendar, Qingyang Mountain is very lively, and it is another year to worship Nuwa.

People who are closer to Qingyang Mountain will climb the mountain to worship Nuwa, and the Nuwa Temple on Qingyang Mountain is very old, and no one can tell how long it has existed.

Anyway, it has become a custom in several towns near Qingyang Mountain to worship Nuwa on the tenth day of March.

Feng Xi stood at the door of the house and sighed while knocking on the door, she was in college in another place, and not long after the start of school this time, she received a call from home, asking her to ask for leave to go home.

"Xi'er, you're back, you're going up the mountain tomorrow!" Feng Xi's mother said loudly as soon as she opened the door and saw her daughter.

Feng Xi frowned: "Mom, why did you let me come back this time, didn't Sister Fenghua preside over the sacrifice on the tenth day of the third month in previous years?" ”

As soon as Feng Xi's words fell, the old man sitting in the living room put the cup in his hand heavily on the table.

"Grandpa, why are you so angry?" Feng Xi saw that the momentum was not right, and hurriedly asked.

The old man snorted coldly: "Fenghua's girl is terrible now, she found a boyfriend outside, and she refuses to come back, she is really an outgoing girl, a good daughter raised by your second uncle, hum!" ”

Feng Xi was speechless for a moment, and on the tenth day of the first month of March, he sacrificed to Nuwa, and asked an unmarried woman surnamed Feng to preside. It is said that the surname Feng in the area of Qingyang Mountain has a long history, which can be traced back to ancient tribes, and the Feng family is a lineage of Nuwa's ancestry.

In the past, every year of the sacrifice, Fenghua, the daughter of the second uncle of Fengxi, pretended to be a goddess, and stayed in the Nuwa Temple on Qingyang Mountain for three days and three nights, and the clothes and ornaments on her body weighed five or six catties. Not to mention that he could only eat cold food in these three days, but now it's okay, Fenghua won't come back directly, and this drudgery will fall on Fengxi.

Feng Xi wanted to cry without tears, and now when he returned home, he couldn't leave if he wanted to, so he could only resist it.

On the tenth day of the third lunar month, the sky was still gray, Feng Xi was woken up, yawned and followed the army to Qingyang Mountain.

The road to Qingyang Mountain could not be opened to traffic, and it took more than an hour to reach Nuwa Temple.

Feng Xi was dressed up in Nuwa Temple, dressed in ancient costumes, powdered, coiled hair, and tossed for more than an hour, and a graceful costume goddess was born.

The sky was already bright, and people were going up the mountain one after another, and the incense in the Nuwa Temple was lit.

Feng Xi's task was to stand at the god table, and every time someone who came to worship the incense got up, he blew the spring he was holding in his hand. This is definitely a life that is not worth the life of a tired person, and now Feng Xi understands why Fenghua didn't come back on the tenth day of the first month of March.

In this way, Fengxi finally stayed up until the sun went down.

"Xi'er, we're leaving, you have to stay here." Feng Xi's mother stuffed two steamed buns into Feng Xi and said.

Feng Xi looked at the steamed bun in his hand, and his heart was cold, this is really my mother!

"Let's go, don't you just let Feng Xi stay in the temple alone for one night, we are all camped outside the temple, what's not to worry about? This is a rule handed down by our ancestors, and it can't be abolished! Grandpa Fengxi said, with a wave of his big hand, a large group of people left with a sigh of applause.

In the Nuwa Temple, only Feng Xi and the burning incense are left, and the light is extinguished.

The night is getting darker.

Feng Xi sat bored on the futon, thinking about how to survive the three days.

Feng Xi stared at the oil lamp in the temple, and sleepiness came in waves, just when Feng Xi decided to close his eyes and fall asleep. Suddenly, the Nuwa Temple shook, and there was a noise outside the temple.

Earthquake? Feng Xi felt a little terrifying, this is on the mountain!

At this time, a more violent shaking came, and the shaking Fengxi lay on the ground and couldn't stand up.

"Boom, boom"

The terrifying sound kept coming, and Feng Xi's face was full of horror, as if the mountain was falling!

"No, my relatives are still outside!" Feng Xi stood up like crazy and rushed towards the outside of the Nuwa Temple.

As soon as he rushed to the gate of Nuwa Temple, Feng Xi held on to the door frame and was speechless in shock.

Qingyang Mountain is intact, but the Nuwa Temple where Fengxi is located is floating on the top of Qingyang Mountain.

Feng Xi could clearly see that there was a big pit on Qingyang Mountain, which was where the original Nuwa Temple was located.

"What's going on?" Feng Xi muttered to himself in a daze.

On Qingyang Mountain, the people stationed there were also stunned, could this be Nuwa's manifestation? That's right, it must be, otherwise how could Nuwa Temple break away from Qingyang Mountain out of thin air and fly up and suspend in mid-air!

The sacrifice of generations, God appears today.

This made many elderly people excited, especially the Feng clan, who had always regarded themselves as Nuwa's descendants, and even more excitedly bowed down.

After a while, countless incense burns on the top of Qingyang Mountain, and bursts of white smoke are generated.

An even more strange thing happened, the white smoke rose into the air, and instead of dissipating, it all gathered and drilled into the Nuwa Temple in mid-air.

At this moment, Feng Xi was standing at the gate of the temple a little at a loss, and he was already stunned.

The white smoke burrowed into the statues of the gods in the Nuwa Temple, and the statues emitted a milky white halo little by little. In the haze, Feng Xi found that the appearance of the god statue was more and more similar to himself.

Feng Xi involuntarily walked towards the idol.

Just as Feng Xi walked in front of the idol, the halo on the idol's body was furious, and Feng Xi hurriedly narrowed his eyes.

In the left eye of the idol, a tear with multicolored light suddenly flowed, flowing to the idol's cheek, and suddenly flew up, burrowing into Fengxi's eyebrows and disappearing.

Feng Xi only felt a little cold at the center of his eyebrows, and then lost consciousness.

At this time, Qingyang Mountain was already in chaos.

Just as people were lighting incense to worship, the Nuwa Temple in mid-air suddenly emitted a burst of intense light.

The Nuwa Temple shrank smaller and smaller in that light, the light dissipated, and the Nuwa Temple disappeared.

The people on Qingyang Mountain seem to have experienced a real dream, if it weren't for the big pit on the mountain, no one would believe that it was true!

"Oops! My daughter is still in the temple! Fengxi's mother suddenly shouted, "What can I do, my daughter?" and shouted, Fengxi's mother burst into tears.

"Don't cry! It's not like Feng Xi won't come back! Grandpa Fengxi suddenly shouted.

Fengxi's mother stopped crying and asked, "Is it true?" How do you know? ”

Grandpa Feng Xi said in a deep voice: "There are records in the classics left by the ancestors, I didn't expect it to be today, it should be on Feng Xi." It's all gone, Fengxi's mother don't worry, this is Fengxi's chance! ”

When Fengxi came to his senses, he found that he couldn't move. After a long time, Feng Xi had to accept that he had become a statue of the god in the temple, standing in the center of the temple, facing the temple gate.

This allowed Feng Xi to be able to see the situation outside the temple.

The situation outside the temple made Feng Xi stunned, and there was a vast starry sky outside. The temple is moving slowly in this starry sky.

However, Feng Xi has become numb, and she has become a god statue, and she can't move anyway, so it doesn't matter. It's just that Feng Xi doesn't know when the end of his wandering in this starry sky will be.

Now, Feng Xi has only one question in his mind, and that is why he encountered such a strange situation. She didn't know what she was going to do.

Just as Feng Xi was thinking wildly, a teardrop mark appeared at the center of her eyebrows, and the colorful light of the mark mountain flashed away.

Feng Xi suddenly remembered a grand but refreshing female voice in his mind:

"Everything in the world has a spirit, and I have mercy for the living"

Feng Xi's mind was in a trance, and he realized something, as if he had nothing. His head sank and he fell into a stupor.