Dragon City at night, with neon lights flashing on both sides of the streets.

The city is everywhere, a peaceful and prosperous scene.

Several cars slowly drove into the western suburbs of Luofu.

As soon as he got out of the car, Luo Nantian ordered his subordinates to hold a banquet and entertain all the soldiers.

There was a banquet table in the center of the hall, where Xiao Yang, Wang Liya and others were seated.

"Doctor Luo is really big, he killed two people just now, and this will be like talking and laughing like no one else."

Xiao Simao looked into the distance and muttered.

"Luo Nantian is also a person who has lived for most of his life, can't he see this thing anymore, isn't it in vain?"

Liu Zhenhan patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "And he killed a mean woman who cuckolded himself." ”

"It's too late to be happy with the evil seed of the island nation that has been raised for six years for others."

"Lord Liu, I understand." Xiao Simao nodded vigorously, "It's because I'm inexperienced." ”

At this time, Luo Nantian and his daughter Luo Qiantong walked over.

He was followed by a subordinate holding a case of wine in both hands.

"Lord Xiao, the old man knows that you like to drink spirits, this is an old friend's wine made by an ancient family heirloom, please try it."

After finishing speaking, Luo Nantian opened the carton and handed over a bottle of wine in both hands.

I saw two golden dragons carved on the outside, swirling around the entire dark brown bottle.

It looks antique and very charming.

Xiao Yang took it and pulled the cap open.

Instantly, a rich aroma of wine overflowed.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

Xiao Bao'er sniffed vigorously and sniffed.

"It's made from deep mountain spring water and sorghum, and it's really a good wine."

Xiao Yang, who raised his head and took a big sip, nodded happily.

"It should be 87 degrees, and the lower throat is spicy but not pungent."

"Lord Xiao, you really deserve to be a master wine taster."

Luo Nantian poured a bottle of spirits into each cup for everyone present.

Then, Luo Qiantong took out a red gourd and added some red liquid to the wine.

"This is some drug extracts developed by Lao Yu, suitable for all ages, let's try it."

Luo Nantian smiled and picked up his wine glass, "Thank you all today, the old man will do it first." ”

Everyone also raised their glasses and drank them all.

"Dad, I still want to drink." Xiao Bao'er tugged on Xiao Yang's sleeve.

"Just taste it, you can't drink as a child."

Wang Liya on the side hurriedly stopped her and reprimanded her in a low voice.

"Sister-in-law, let her have another drink." Xiao Yang looked at Bao'er's blank eyes, smiled and poured her some more.

"It's better to be dad." Xiao Bao'er picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

He kept smacking his mouth, with a look of unfinished business.

Wang Liya shook her head helplessly, and glanced at Xiao Yang with disgust.

Hahaha......

Everyone looked at her little adult and laughed.

Afterwards, everyone chatted while eating, which was very enjoyable.

Xiao Yang drank seven bottles of spirits before putting down his glass.

Take out the Gent cigar and hold it in your mouth.

Luo Nantian, who was on the side, hurriedly bowed down and lit a fire for him.

"Today is the Midyear Festival."

Xiao Yang, who took a deep breath of cigarette, looked at the full moon in the night sky.

Luo Nantian was slightly stunned, and then said: "Lord Xiao, don't you forget that you are old, today is the Obon Festival." ”

"Dad, how can there be two names for a festival?"

Xiao Bao'er looked at Xiao Yang with a flushed face and couldn't stop laughing.

"Zhongyuan Festival is the name of our state religion, Buddhism is called Obon Festival, and folk is commonly known as July and a half, also called Ghost Festival."

Xiao Yang looked at Bao'er, who was a little drunk, and leaned over to hold her in his arms.

"Yulan" is a Sanskrit word that translates to "hanging upside down" (a person is hung upside down), and a basin refers to a vessel for offerings.

Buddhism believes that this offering can relieve the suffering of deceased parents and deceased relatives.

The fifteenth day of the first, seventh and tenth days of the ancient lunar calendar are called Shangyuan, Zhongyuan and Xiayuan.

It is believed that the upper yuan is the day of blessing of the heavenly officials, the middle yuan is the day of forgiveness of sins by the local officials, and the lower yuan is the day of the water officials' relief of misfortune. ”

"Wow, there's so much more to it!" Xiao Bao'er exclaimed loudly.

Everyone also listened to Xiao Yang's story.

"Seven is the number of yang, the number of days, it is rumored that after the yang energy between heaven and earth is extinguished, it can be reborn after seven days."

Xiao Yang, who took a deep breath of cigarette, looked at Xiao Bao'er dotingly.

"This is the way of heaven and earth, the principle of the cycle of yin and yang."

"Brother Yang, being with you is really a long insight!"

Xiao Simao on the side stood up and poured a full cup of wine for Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang, who picked up the wine glass, glanced at him with a smile, raised his head and drank it all.

"Lord Xiao, it is rumored that there are three other versions of the Midyear Festival."

Luo Nantian bowed and clenched his fists and said in a deep voice.

First, according to the lunar calendar year of December, July is in the middle of the year, and it is appropriate to call it "Zhong".

Second, according to the sun and the moon, July is the month of "Shen", which belongs to the month of yang energy and yin energy, and yin energy is murderous and ghostly.

Third, according to the law of the 28 Nakshatras, the righteousness of death, disaster, salvation, and compassion is emphasized in the seventh month. ”

"Not bad." Xiao Yang looked at him and nodded slightly, "These three sayings have been handed down from the state religion. ”

"Doctor Luo, you ask all the people in the mansion to retreat to a room, and I will go to the consultation hall at midnight."

"Yes, Master Xiao, I'll do it."

Luo Nantian hurriedly got up and left his seat, bowed deeply, and then left quickly.

"Lord Xiao, is there really any ghost in my house?"

Luo Qiantong, who had not spoken, asked loudly.

"It's hard to say now, but we'll find out later."

Xiao Yang looked at her frightened look and said indifferently.

"With me here, you don't have to be afraid!"

Listening to the seven words, Luo Qiantong's eyes flashed with deep love.

Up and down, I couldn't help but shake slightly.

When everyone saw it, they all picked up their glasses and drank the wine, but they didn't see it.

Wang Liya, who was on the side, didn't speak, lowered her head and took a sip of soup.

But there was a strong sourness in my heart.

"Stay here with your mother for a while, don't run around, don't hear me."

Xiao Yang smiled and touched Bao'er's head with a small tug.

"Dad, can't I go with you?"

Xiao Bao'er hugged Xiao Yang's neck tightly and begged to get up.

"Dad is going to go with this sister later, you just have to watch from afar."

Xiao Yang patted her on the back gently, "When you get better, your father will take you wherever you want, okay?" ”

"Okay." Xiao Bao'er looked slightly disappointed, but nodded anyway.

"I'm going too?" Luo Qiantong was stunned when she heard this.

"You are born with a pure yin body, and tonight coincides with the Midyear Festival, which is just right to lead to that thing."

Xiao Yang, who flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, looked at her lightly.

"It's your father's biggest heartache, and it's also the biggest scourge your family hides."

"Master Xiao, I understand." Luo Qiantong said with a straight face: "I have to listen to your arrangement for everything." ”

"You go and change your clothes first, it's going to be bright red from the inside out."

Xiao Yang, who took a deep breath of cigarette, nodded, "My hair is also tied up with a red ribbon." ”

"Okay, I'll go right away." Luo Qiantong stood up from the chair after speaking, and quickly walked to the direction of the bedroom.