"We were originally going to Damin City to investigate the customs of the official general, but on the way to Damin City, we passed through Mingcheng, do you remember this?"

Bai Zhou nodded.

At that time, it was Han Yancheng who drove them to Damin City, and happened to encounter a landslide accident, they delayed a while, failed to arrive on time, and it was too dangerous to drive at night, so they stayed overnight in Mingcheng on the road.

Mingcheng has a long history, although it is a prefecture-level city, but it retains a lot of ancient buildings and folk customs.

The night they went, they happened to meet the half-yearly river god festival in Mingcheng.

Several of them were studying folklore, so naturally they would not let go of this opportunity and decided to participate in this ceremony that night.

But when they asked the owner of the homestay, the owner told them that no outsiders were allowed to participate in this ceremony.

Only the elderly over the age of 70 in Mingcheng can participate.

The boss mysteriously told them that the old people who participated in the river god festival would be blessed by the river god and prolong their lives.

Because of this, there are so many centenarians in Mingcheng.

There are even rumors that an old man who had a stroke went to the river god festival, and when he went, he was on crutches, and when he came back, he even threw away his crutches, and he walked like flying.

At that time, they were all young and vigorous, how could they be willing, so they went to buy a few clothes that the elderly love to wear, and in the middle of the night, they disguised themselves as old people and quietly blended into the crowd.

Zhang Yu is a beauty blogger with millions of fans on the Internet, and it is just a piece of cake to draw everyone older, not to mention that it is night, and no one can see it.

The group followed the crowd to the river, and hundreds of old people came to participate, and they stood quietly by the riverbank, their eyes gloomy, and they did not say a word.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of blowing and blowing in the distance, and a procession of relatives was coming towards the river.

"The river god marries, everything is fine!" An old man dressed in colorful clothes walked at the front of the procession, holding a dragon's head crutch in his hand, shouting loudly as he walked.

Behind him were eight old men, carrying a sedan chair, in which sat a girl in a big red wedding dress.

Zhang Yu was a little scared, and asked in a low voice: "...... them I don't really want to get a girl to marry the river god. ”

"Even if you really find a girl, she must only be an actress, is it possible that she can really throw people into the river?"

"No, you see, the sedan chair is made of paper!"

Everyone looked up, and the send-off procession was getting closer and closer, and the old people were carrying a paper sedan chair.

The sedan chair is very beautiful, and there is really no difference, the night is far away, I thought it was a real sedan chair, and when I got closer, I could hear the rustle of paper rubbing.

The person sitting in the sedan chair was also a paper figure.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it was really just a ceremony, what age was it, how could it really be a sacrifice girl.

"The river god marries, everything is fine!" The old man with the dragon's head and cane stopped by the river, and as he chanted, several old men came up with pigs, cows and sheep on their heads and placed them on the incense table.

This is the oldest traditional sacrificial ritual in the hot summer, called Taigao.

There is also a kind of sacrifice called Shaojiao, which has only sheep and pigs, and no cattle.

This is a very solemn sacrificial ceremony.

The old man with the dragon's head and cane began to dance, which is also an extremely ancient ritual - Dada.

Da Da is dancing with a mask, which can drive away evil spirits and avoid plagues, and sacrifice to ghosts and gods.

Wu has had a profound impact on the culture of Yanxia, and the Peking Opera masks of later generations, and even the first outings of modern officials and generals, all have the shadow of Da Da.

"This old man is a lot older, and he can still dance for so long, it's really good." One of the team members sighed.

After the big man jumped, the old man raised the dragon head cane and said loudly: "The river god marries, gives immortal wine, drinks immortal wine, and prolongs life!" ”

Immediately after that, someone came and handed out drinks to the people.

Those people wore ghost masks carved from wood, one handed out disposable paper cups, the other held the wine jar, and the bottles of wine were distributed to the old people, and the aroma of rice wine wafted in the air.

Bai Zhou looked at the cup in his hand, a little embarrassed: "I don't know how to drink." ”

The group member next to him said (this chapter is not finished!) )

Chapter 401, I'm drunk

"It's just rice wine, and if the alcohol is very low, you should drink it." ”

Bai Zhou looked around, all the old people had drunk, and some people found that she hadn't drunk, and they all looked at her with strange eyes.

Bai Zhou had to pinch his nose and drink it all.

The taste is quite good, very sweet, not as spicy as ordinary liquor.

But after a cup of belly, Bai Zhou felt that her stomach was hot, and a smell of alcohol rushed to her brain, making her dizzy and a little confused.

She swayed, barely steady.

Han Yancheng beside him hurriedly hugged her.

Zhang Yu was surprised: "No, this little wine is drunk?" ”

Han Yancheng said patiently: "Hold on, the ceremony will be over soon." ”

Bai Zhou could only hold on, but her head was getting heavier and heavier, her consciousness was getting more and more blurred, and she was still standing there, but she felt that she had floated into the sky, stepped on the cotton, and was unconscious.

Chapter 401, I'm drunk