[Headache, no mood to code words, open anti-theft delay time]

It is cloudy, July 13, sunny.

The sun is empty, and the heaven and earth are filled with endless yang and harmony, driving away all evil.

Two hundred and sixty miles away from Taihe City, in that lofty mountain and remote place, there is a 'small town'.

The town is not big, about two or three hundred households.

However, the townspeople seemed to be well-fed, at least the passers-by were ruddy, and although not everyone wore gold and silver, and silk and satin, even the inferior people were dressed in homespun clothes, and there were very few patches.

On the whole, most of the houses in the town are low-rise buildings, but they are also full of brick houses, with a few dilapidated thatched huts in between, which is not common.

According to the records of the national dynasty, this is actually a place under the jurisdiction of the head of the county.

That's right, this is the county seat, so strictly speaking, it should be called a 'small town'.

But I don't know why, there is no city wall in the Tangtang County Ya Station, and it is no wonder that some outsiders misunderstood.

From a distance, at this time, the small town in the mountains is full of smoke, quiet and peaceful, and there are seven towering relics pagodas in the mountains outside the city like the stars and the moon to embrace the small city half-embraced, so that it adds a bit of solemnity and solemnity.

Under the sun, it seems that even the cooking smoke is glowing, like a paradise.

Oh, these are all appearances.

If you really enter the city, you will find that most of the men, whether they are locals or outsiders, are fierce and vicious, and when they talk like they are quarrelling, when they quarrel like they are going to kill people, as if everyone owes them eight hundred taels of silver.

Infected by this, even a man with a soft temperament has been staying for a long time, and he probably has to pretend to be vicious.

Naturally, women don't put cruelty on their faces, but unlike other places, these old and young ladies seem to deliberately engrave the philistines on their faces, and they don't restrain them at all.

The so-called phase is born from the heart, from the appearance can see a few points of character, and in terms of character and customs, no matter how you look at it, this place does not seem to be a good place.

Tomorrow is the Menglan Festival, and the locals have always had the custom of this festival, and this year is no exception.

The county and urban gentry had already summed it up two months ago, and this year's Menglan Festival will be specially organized.

They sent someone to book early, and asked the monks of the Ten Directions to come here to preside over a "Menglan Chao Secluded Puja", when the time comes, all the good believers can give generously, in order to relieve the misfortune of the seventh parents in hell, and at the same time increase the merit of the parents in the present world, and pray for the blessings of the six relatives and six subordinates.

It is conceivable that on the eve of the Festival, the relevant preparations must have been made long ago.

This is true, as long as you enter the city, you will definitely be able to see a series of red, red, green and green pennants that have been raised high, with three big characters written on them: Meng Lanhui.

These flags are widely distributed in the town, and every three or five households have to plant one, which is much more than the flags hanging high in restaurants and hotels.

The Ruyi Building in the city was chartered by the squires, and a group of virtuous monks were being entertained at this time...... A group of fat-headed, big-eared and rich monks, everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp, the wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha stayed in his heart, and the scene was very lively.

......

Twenty miles southeast of the town, it was probably a saline land.

As far as the eye can see, there are few trees nearby, except for a few low shrubs and vines with weeds.

A scholar walked away with a makeshift cane.

Probably after walking a short distance, when he reached the vicinity of the saline-alkali land, he couldn't help but throw the branch in his hand, panting, and squatted down.

The scholar is about 20 years old, with starry eyebrows and a dignified appearance, and there is a bookish atmosphere that has not been polluted by the turbid world.

[Headache, no mood to code words, open anti-theft delay time]

It is cloudy, July 13, sunny.

At this time, the sun is empty, and the heavens and the earth are filled with yang and harmony, driving away all evil.

Two hundred and sixty miles away from Taihe City, there is a 'small town' in that lofty mountains and deserted places.

The town is not big, about two or three hundred households, but the townspeople seem to be well-fed, and the passers-by are ruddy, although not everyone wears gold and silver, and silk and satin, but even the inferior people are all dressed in clean homespun clothes, and there are very few patches on their bodies.

On the whole, most of the houses in the town are low-rise buildings, but they are also full of brick houses, with a few dilapidated thatched huts in between, which is not common.

According to the records of the national dynasty, this is actually the first place under the jurisdiction of a 'Shang County'.

That's right, this is the county seat, so strictly speaking, it should be called a 'small town'.

But I don't know why, there is no city wall in the Tangtang County Ya Station, and it is no wonder that some outsiders misunderstood.

At this time, from a distance, the small city in the mountains is full of smoke, and there are seven towering relics pagodas in the mountains outside the city, which surround the small city like the stars and the moon.

In the sunlight, it seems that even the cooking smoke is glowing, lining this place like a paradise.

Oh, these are all appearances.

If you really enter the city, you will find that most of the men, whether locals or outsiders, are fierce and vicious, as if no one owes them eight hundred taels of silver.

Infected by this, even a man with a soft temperament has been staying for a long time, and he has to pretend to be vicious.

Naturally, women don't put cruelty on their faces, but unlike other places, these old and young ladies seem to deliberately engrave the philistines on their faces, and they don't restrain them at all.

Looking at character from the appearance, judging customs by character, no matter how you look at it, this place does not seem to be a good place.

Tomorrow is the Menglan Festival, and the locals have always had the custom of this festival, and this year is no exception.

The county and urban gentry had already summed it up two months ago, and this year's Menglan Festival will be specially organized.

When the time comes, the monks of the ten great virtues will be invited to the banquet, and they will preside over and organize a "Menglan Chao Yu Puja", and everyone will give generously to relieve the misfortune of the hell of the parents of the seventh generation, and at the same time increase the merit of the parents of the present world, and pray for the blessings of the six relatives and six subordinates.

It is conceivable that on the eve of the Festival, the relevant preparations must have been made long ago.

This is true, as long as you enter the city, you will definitely be able to see a series of red, red, green and green pennants that have been raised high, with three big characters written on them: Meng Lanhui.

These flags are widely distributed in the town, and every three or five households have to plant one, which is much more than the flags hanging high in restaurants and hotels.

The Ruyi Building in the city was chartered by the squires, and a group of virtuous monks were being entertained at this time...... A group of fat-headed, big-eared and rich monks, everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp, the wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha stayed in his heart, and the scene was very lively.

Let's skip the hustle and bustle of the town and look out of the city.

Out of the town, 20 miles to the southeast.

It was probably a saline area, and as far as the eye could see, there were few trees nearby, except for a few low shrubs, vines, and weeds.

A scholar walked away with a makeshift cane.

Probably after walking a short distance, when he reached the vicinity of the saline-alkali land, he couldn't help but throw the branch in his hand, panting, and squatted down.

The scholar is about 20 years old, with starry eyebrows and a dignified appearance, and there is a bookish atmosphere that has not been polluted by the turbid world.

[Headache, no mood to code words, open anti-theft delay time]

It is cloudy, July 13, sunny.

At this time, the sun is empty, and the heavens and the earth are filled with yang and harmony, driving away all evil.

Two hundred and sixty miles away from Taihe City, there is a 'small town' in that lofty mountains and deserted places.

The town is not big, about two or three hundred households, but the townspeople seem to be well-fed, and the passers-by are ruddy, although not everyone wears gold and silver, and silk and satin, but even the inferior people are all dressed in clean homespun clothes, and there are very few patches on their bodies.

On the whole, most of the houses in the town are low-rise buildings, but they are also full of brick houses, with a few dilapidated thatched huts in between, which is not common.

According to the records of the national dynasty, this is actually the first place under the jurisdiction of a 'Shang County'.

That's right, this is the county seat, so strictly speaking, it should be called a 'small town'.

But I don't know why, there is no city wall in the Tangtang County Ya Station, and it is no wonder that some outsiders misunderstood.

At this time, from a distance, the small city in the mountains is full of smoke, and there are seven towering relics pagodas in the mountains outside the city, which surround the small city like the stars and the moon.

In the sunlight, it seems that even the cooking smoke is glowing, lining this place like a paradise.

Oh, these are all appearances.

If you really enter the city, you will find that most of the men, whether locals or outsiders, are fierce and vicious, as if no one owes them eight hundred taels of silver.

Infected by this, even a man with a soft temperament has been staying for a long time, and he has to pretend to be vicious.

Naturally, women don't put cruelty on their faces, but unlike other places, these old and young ladies seem to deliberately engrave the philistines on their faces, and they don't restrain them at all.

Looking at character from the appearance, judging customs by character, no matter how you look at it, this place does not seem to be a good place.

Tomorrow is the Menglan Festival, and the locals have always had the custom of this festival, and this year is no exception.

The county and urban gentry had already summed it up two months ago, and this year's Menglan Festival will be specially organized.

When the time comes, the monks of the ten great virtues will be invited to the banquet, and they will preside over and organize a "Menglan Chao Yu Puja", and everyone will give generously to relieve the misfortune of the hell of the parents of the seventh generation, and at the same time increase the merit of the parents of the present world, and pray for the blessings of the six relatives and six subordinates.

It is conceivable that on the eve of the Festival, the relevant preparations must have been made long ago.

This is true, as long as you enter the city, you will definitely be able to see a series of red, red, green and green pennants that have been raised high, with three big characters written on them: Meng Lanhui.

These flags are widely distributed in the town, and every three or five households have to plant one, which is much more than the flags hanging high in restaurants and hotels.

The Ruyi Building in the city was chartered by the squires, and a group of virtuous monks were being entertained at this time...... A group of fat-headed, big-eared and rich monks, everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp, the wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha stayed in his heart, and the scene was very lively.

Let's skip the hustle and bustle of the town and look out of the city.

Out of the town, 20 miles to the southeast.

It was probably a saline area, and as far as the eye could see, there were few trees nearby, except for a few low shrubs, vines, and weeds.

A scholar walked away with a makeshift cane.

Probably after walking a short distance, when he reached the vicinity of the saline-alkali land, he couldn't help but throw the branch in his hand, panting, and squatted down.

The scholar is about 20 years old, with starry eyebrows and a dignified appearance, and there is a bookish atmosphere that has not been polluted by the turbid world.

[Headache, no mood to code words, open anti-theft delay time]

It is cloudy, July 13, sunny.

At this time, the sun is empty, and the heavens and the earth are filled with yang and harmony, driving away all evil.

Two hundred and sixty miles away from Taihe City, there is a 'small town' in that lofty mountains and deserted places.

The town is not big, about two or three hundred households, but the townspeople seem to be well-fed, and the passers-by are ruddy, although not everyone wears gold and silver, and silk and satin, but even the inferior people are all dressed in clean homespun clothes, and there are very few patches on their bodies.

On the whole, most of the houses in the town are low-rise buildings, but they are also full of brick houses, with a few dilapidated thatched huts in between, which is not common.

According to the records of the national dynasty, this is actually the first place under the jurisdiction of a 'Shang County'.

That's right, this is the county seat, so strictly speaking, it should be called a 'small town'.

But I don't know why, there is no city wall in the Tangtang County Ya Station, and it is no wonder that some outsiders misunderstood.

The city is surrounded.

In the sunlight, it seems that even the cooking smoke is glowing, lining this place like a paradise.

Oh, these are all appearances.

If you really enter the city, you will find that most of the men, whether locals or outsiders, are fierce and vicious, as if no one owes them eight hundred taels of silver.

Infected by this, even a man with a soft temperament has been staying for a long time, and he has to pretend to be vicious.

Naturally, women don't put cruelty on their faces, but unlike other places, these old and young ladies seem to deliberately engrave the philistines on their faces, and they don't restrain them at all.

Looking at character from the appearance, judging customs by character, no matter how you look at it, this place does not seem to be a good place.

Tomorrow is the Menglan Festival, and the locals have always had the custom of this festival, and this year is no exception.

The county and urban gentry had already summed it up two months ago, and this year's Menglan Festival will be specially organized.

When the time comes, the monks of the ten great virtues will be invited to the banquet, and they will preside over and organize a "Menglan Chao Yu Puja", and everyone will give generously to relieve the misfortune of the hell of the parents of the seventh generation, and at the same time increase the merit of the parents of the present world, and pray for the blessings of the six relatives and six subordinates.

It is conceivable that on the eve of the Festival, the relevant preparations must have been made long ago.

This is true, as long as you enter the city, you will definitely be able to see a series of red, red, green and green pennants that have been raised high, with three big characters written on them: Meng Lanhui.

These flags are widely distributed in the town, and every three or five households have to plant one, which is much more than the flags hanging high in restaurants and hotels.

The Ruyi Building in the city was chartered by the squires, and a group of virtuous monks were being entertained at this time...... A group of fat-headed, big-eared and rich monks, everyone pushed the cup and changed the lamp, the wine and meat passed through the intestines, the Buddha stayed in his heart, and the scene was very lively.

Let's skip the hustle and bustle of the town and look out of the city.

Out of the town, 20 miles to the southeast.

It was probably a saline area, and as far as the eye could see, there were few trees nearby, except for a few low shrubs, vines, and weeds.

A scholar walked away with a makeshift cane.

Probably after walking a short distance, when he reached the vicinity of the saline-alkali land, he couldn't help but throw the branch in his hand, panting, and squatted down.