Chapter 64: Be Prepared
Pang Yuan, the village chief and others were shocked, the incident happened suddenly, and several people were stunned for a while, then reacted and hurriedly went up to help.
"What's wrong with the child?!Didn't the house just now, Xiulan, what are you crying about? ”
At this time, Grandma Wu, who was washing clothes outside, heard the shrill cry of a child in the back room, ran in, and happened to see this scene.
Grandma Wu stepped forward and hugged Aunt Xiulan's shoulders, which were still trembling slightly, and leaned into her ear to whisper comfort.
Pang Yuan and Huzi were busy wiping the tears of the scared little boy and the little girl.
Under the comfort of everyone, Aunt Xiulan gradually stopped crying, and her mood gradually stabilized, but there was still some redness and swelling around her eyes, and her nose twitched from time to time.
"Xiulan, since you can come to our village, it is fate, as long as you are willing, from now on, your family of three will be a part of our village!"
"In the future, you can stay down-to-earth, take good care of the two little ones, and besides, don't mention those words before!"
The village chief looked at the woman in front of him with a serious face, sighed deeply, and then made a decision, his tone was resolute and unquestionable.
Then, the village chief turned his head again and said a few words to the chubby Grandma Wu.
"Sister Wu, this child will be handed over to you in the future, you can live together, thank you for your hard work......"
"Hey, village chief, what are these words? You can rest assured, someone is willing to accompany me, this old woman, and I am too late to be happy! ”
Grandma Wu waved her hand boldly, interrupting the village chief's words, telling him not to worry about this, although rest assured.
When the village chief heard Grandma Wu's statement, he was relieved, nodded with satisfaction, and was not ready to stay here any longer, so he got up and left directly.
And Pang Yuan and Huzi saw the real person, and they had already satisfied their curiosity when they came, and they had nothing to do, and it was inconvenient to stay for a long time.
After saying goodbye to Grandma Wu and Aunt Xiulan, who was still sobbing slightly, the two left with the village chief.
The two teenagers walked together with the village chief, Huzi couldn't bear it, and after walking for a while, he made an excuse to go home, leaving only Pang Yuan and the village chief in parallel.
Along the way, Pang Yuan saw that the village chief had not spoken, his eyes were wandering, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
"Grandpa the village chief, are you still thinking about Aunt Xiulan just now?"
"No, I'm thinking about another question. ”
The village chief saw that the young man was staring at him with some doubt, and grinned at the corner of his mouth.
"Just before you two boys entered the house, your Aunt Xiulan was telling me about the tablet in her hand, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by you two little ghosts. ”
"However, from the rumors she said before, the only god in the legend she believes in, that is, the name on the broken tablet she carries with her, seems to be called Taishang Creation Dao Venerable!"
Pang Yuan's heart moved, this name had an inexplicable sense of familiarity, which seemed to coincide with what Uncle Lin had said when he was hunting before, which was no coincidence.
The young man clearly remembered that Uncle Lin said that in the outside world, the Daomen was prosperous, and all living beings worshipped the Daozun!
This unfamiliar name seems to have a strange sense of heaviness, just reading it, a great majesty involuntarily emerges in my heart, as if facing the sky!
Pang Yuan thought silently in his heart, a little depressed, the young man was calm and calm, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore, and the village chief on the side didn't notice the young man's face, and was still talking to himself.
"However, this is not a big deal, almost everyone in the outside world worships Daozun, I think I have seen a lot of travels when I was young, and Tong Lin's kid also knows it, I don't know if he told you before. ”
"It's just that your Aunt Xiulan also said that the outside world seems to be very strict about faith, which I didn't know, so it's a big problem. ”
"Is there anything wrong with this?"
Pang Yuan came back to his senses, listened to what the village chief said, looked puzzled, a little puzzled in his heart, and asked suspiciously.
"It's a big problem! Our village lives in this remote place, almost isolated from the world, but it is not that we can't come in, and over the years, there have been a few people who have fled. ”
"The outside world has a very strict control over faith, and everyone in our village, let alone believing in Taoism, I am afraid that they have not even heard of it, although it seems that there is no problem now, but this problem may cause great disasters in the future, so it is necessary to prevent it!"
The village chief looked solemn and said slowly, and the young man who was listening quietly on the side slowly realized the seriousness of the matter, and couldn't help but get nervous.
"Grandpa the village chief, what should we do then?"
"What to do ......"
The village chief strode forward, and his steps were still steady.
After all, he was used to seeing the wind and waves, but after muttering for a while, the village chief seemed to have made a decision in his heart, and a little relief gradually appeared on his face, which was still a little heavy, and he was obviously already in his chest.
The village chief waved his hand, his feet did not stop, and his tone was decisive.
"Since everyone in the vast world outside believes in Daozun, then we also believe in it! ”
"The villagers in the village don't need to know the specific reason, we just need to let many villagers gradually understand that there is this deity, and have an impression in their hearts, and they don't need to believe in how pious they are!"
Pang Yuan was a little stunned when he heard it next to him, and the village chief patted the side of his arm, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, full of confidence and decisiveness.
"In this way, what we need now is an equally intact tablet, which is placed on the offering table at each sacrifice and worshiped together!"