The middle of July is the Midyear Festival. It is also known as the Ghost Festival and the Orphan Festival, and it is called the Obon Festival in Buddhism. Together with Chinese New Year's Eve, Qingming Festival, and Chongyang Festival, the three festivals are traditional Chinese ancestor worship festivals.

Buddhism and Taoism have different interpretations of the meaning of this festival, and Taoism emphasizes filial piety; Buddhism, on the other hand, focuses on "purifying" the souls of the unowned and lonely souls released from the underworld.

The source of the Zhongyuan Festival should be related to the popular land worship of ancestors in ancient China. It is said that the birthday of the heavenly official is on the fifteenth day of the first month, which is called the Shangyuan Festival. Its main duty is to bless the world. The birthday of the local official is on July 15, which is called the Midyear Festival. Its main duty is to forgive sins to the world. The birthday of the water official is on October 15, which is called the Xia Yuan Festival. Its main responsibility is to alleviate the misfortunes of the world.

Legend has it that the underground palace is in charge of the gate of hell, and the heaven and earth palace opens the gate of hell on the mid-year festival, and it is also the day when the hell opens the door, and the deceased ancestors can go home for reunion, so it is a ghost festival, so the folk should set up a dojo, put steamed buns for the lonely souls and wild ghosts to eat, and on this day they should worship their ancestors, go to the grave, and light the lotus lamp to light the way home for the deceased. The Taoist temple holds a grand puja to pray for auspicious blessings, and the content is to transcend the soul of the deceased.

The Zhongyuan ritual is to forgive the sins of the souls of the dead, but it can never completely remove the sins, but it has only been alleviated somewhat, and I hope they will rest in peace as soon as possible. In the rituals, they not only transcend the souls of the dead, but also provide salvation to the souls of the ownerless and those who sacrificed their lives for the country and died on the battlefield.

After hearing Zhao Ting's words, Jiang Huo's whole person seemed to be beaten with chicken blood, and he kept urging his companions to hurry there. Ye Xin and those male classmates were very puzzled, but Zhao Ting, who was at the forefront of the team, saw some clues.

Could it be that this little girl believes in the existence of the ghost? It's kind of interesting......

Jiang Huo urged behind everyone, these people, if they want to be lazy, they can't do it.

The speed of the group's march suddenly accelerated.

Zhao Ting was in a hurry, while paying attention to the movement behind him, he was afraid that in the process of Jiang Huo's urging, everyone was in a hurry and did not have time to pay attention to the mountain road under their feet, resulting in a fall on the foot.

If they had been told a week ago that they would have to walk 100 kilometers over the mountains and mountains today, they would have jumped out and questioned the feasibility of this training.

However, sometimes you don't know what despair is without pushing yourself.

In the urging of Jiang Huo, everyone did not have time to stop at all, and when the hands on the watch jumped to six o'clock, Jiang Huo and the others had already rushed to the location marked on the map.

Looking at the empty grass of about 100 square meters, everyone's legs were weak and they collapsed to the ground.

At this moment, their legs were as heavy as if they had been poured with lead water. The feeling of soreness and numbness stimulated their nerves, and the sound of heavy wheezing spread throughout the valley.

Zhao Ting was also a little tired, he had to keep caring about the people behind him when he was opening the road in front, and his spirit was highly concentrated, which made him physically and mentally exhausted.

It was Jiang Huo, as if she was nothing, she took off the twenty-pound backpack behind her, if it weren't for the camouflage uniform that was already soaked and clinging to her back, Ye Xin thought that Jiang Huo didn't have any strength at all!

As the sun sets, it struggles to cast the last rays of its rays into the sky.

In the dim sky, a red cloud appeared, and the clouds were in a myriad of postures, bringing a trace of spiritual comfort to the tired people.

Looking at the magnificent scene of clouds and fire, Jiang Huo took out the kettle from his backpack and brought it to his mouth.

"Huh?" After pouring for a long time, there was no dripping water inlet, Jiang Huo held the kettle, swaying at will, and the inside was empty. She looked at Zhao Ting, who was sitting next to her and resting, as if asking for help, Zhao Ting did not speak, and pointed to inform the location of the source of the river fire.

"Do you need me to go with you?" Looking at Jiang Huo's departing back, Zhao Ting asked loudly.

"No, I've seen it."

Jiang Huo didn't turn back, he directly raised his right hand and waved it a few times. Five or six hundred meters away, there is a mountain spring, clear spring water, constantly flowing.

When Jiang Huo walked to the spring, the first thing he did was not to bend down to get water, but to observe the surroundings.

After a closer inspection, and finding no living creatures, Jiang Huo couldn't help frowning. Although the water is clear and not turbid, these appearances do not guarantee that the water here is okay and can be drunk directly.

Thinking about it, Jiang Huo bent down and filled half a pot of spring water, and after shaking it a few times, he put the mouth of the pot on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly. After confirming twice and three times that there was no peculiar smell, Jiang Huo filled the kettle and walked back, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, she took out the fire equipment in her backpack and prepared to build a fire on the spot.

Among all the people, only Zhao Ting could understand Jiang Huo's thoughts, he glanced at the watch time, immediately stood up, and said to the people who were still resting: "Hurry up and build a tent, it is estimated that in an hour at most, the sun will completely set." ”

Although everyone's face was full of exhaustion, and they didn't want to get up and work, everyone knew that after nightfall, people's movement would be blocked, and it would be very difficult to set up a tent in the dark without speeding up.

With the encouragement of Ye Xin and Zhao Ting, everyone worked together, the fire was lit smoothly, and tents also appeared on the open ground.

Jiang Huo hung the kettle directly on the fire, waited until the water in the kettle boiled, and put in two antidote tablets.

Dinner, it is a quick food product that you carry with you, a piece of compressed biscuits, Jiang Huo's pretty face is wrinkled, and the hunger in his stomach directly subsides.

Of course, more importantly, after compressing the biscuits, Jiang Huo suddenly lost his appetite.

After hastily settling dinner, Zhao Ting sprinkled a circle of powder around the camp, and when he finished everything, he told everyone that they could go back to the tent to rest.

After several other people heard Instructor Zhao's words, they hurriedly took their towels and ran to the mountain spring to clean up at will, but only Jiang Huo stayed.

"Don't we need to prepare personnel for a vigil at night?" Jiang Huo looked at Zhao Ting, who was sitting by the fire, and asked suspiciously.

Like this kind of deep mountains and old forests, near the water source, there should be some large creatures visiting for a long time, can they just cover their heads and sleep at night, and they don't even need to be guarded?

I don't know what Zhao Ting is writing with his head down, after he heard Jiang Huo's inquiry, he immediately closed the notebook in his hand, and then said: "Oh, the powder I just sprinkled out is our latest potion, it has a special smell, and it can last for eight hours......"

"For eight hours, those large creatures, smelling this breath, will not come."

Jiang Huo looked up at the sky, a round of crescent moon, hanging high in the sky.

The hot weather, the heat is unbearable, the insects are chirping, the birds are chirping, disturbing people's moods.

Jiang Huo closed his eyes, spread his hands, and a gust of wind quietly blew by.