Wang Xiaofang didn't walk fast, Tang Qian walked two or three quickly, two people side by side, you look at me, I'll look at you.

"What's wrong?"

Wow, this strong Northeast flavor! Tang Qian grinned, "Brother Wang, did you say it was a coincidence?" ”。

"What, you also have a sister named Xiaofang?"

Obviously, Wang Xiaofang has been teased a lot over the years because of this name.

"That's not true, Brother Wang, this time I came out of Sichuan Province and happened to pass by Huayin, you know that place, right?"

"Yes, I haven't been!"

"Do you know Huayin's old dialect?"

"I haven't heard of it yet."

"Oh--" Tang Qian pulled a long voice.

"Why, what do you mean, is this for me?" Wang Xiaofang smiled, smiling at Li Kui, and he suddenly felt that the young people around him were very interesting. This appearance is the same as his younger brother who used to hold back the water, but ......

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"There is a girl in the village, named Xiaofang!"

"Good-looking, good-looking, and kind!"

"A pair of beautiful big eyes, thick and long braids!"

……

The "Natural" version of "Xiao Fang" echoed on the bleak Jinzhong Plain in November 1937, and there was really no trace of disobedience.

"Brother Wang, stop singing!" Tang Qian's face was bitter, he never thought that his nonsense "Huayin old dialect" came to Wang Xiaofang, and he actually sang non-stop, since the two of them slowed down, this fight was endless.

Fortunately, they took the inaccessible path, but they did not attract the attention of the Japanese army. Otherwise, it wouldn't be Xiaofang, but Fangzi!

The singing came to an abrupt end......

Wang Xiaofang said with a free and easy smile on her face: "Brother Tang, this Huayin old voice is really energetic, why is it just a few sentences in the front and what about the back?" ”

"I just listened to it, and I don't know the rest of it." Tang Qian stuffed his little finger into his ear and pulled it out, not an exaggeration, he was really hurt by the left ear of the roaring man beside him.

"That's it, it's a good song! Brother Tang, let me sing it one last time. ”

"Brother Wang, Brother Wang, you wait." Tang Qian grabbed the arm of this brother Wang, he really didn't want to listen to it anymore, if he felt it, he felt at this time, he felt that he was beaten twice by a little Fang who braided dirty braids and held two iron axes to beat tigers, and the night before returning to the city, maybe who cried!

There was nothing to say, Tang Qian pointed to the mountain peak not far away and asked: "Brother Wang, look at the vertical peak in front of you, it is Bangmao Peak, you have been in Jin Province for a long time, tell me about it!" ”

"Yes, Brother Tang wants to hear it, I'll talk about it!" Wang Xiaofang smashed her mouth, looking unsatisfied, but still said: "Brother Tang, don't look at this mallet peak, the hair is not long, but in fact, every time it is idle in August and September, it can be lively at the bottom!" ”

"Oh? Is there a bazaar down there? ”

"Yes, but it's called a temple fair! There is a mallet temple at the foot of the mallet, and the temple enshrines a half-male and half-female statue. Wang Xiaofang said and squeezed her eyebrows for a while.

How did this matter feel so familiar, Tang Qian thought in his mind......

In Wang Xiaofang's eyes, this is what people know: "I know that Brother Tang understands, you Tang Men people go south and north, and you haven't seen anything!" ”

"This mallet temple is really so spiritual, you can conceive a child if you go to worship?" Tang Qian has such a memory, which has something to do with him on the earth.

I remember going back to the village one year, and I heard the old man in the village who used to be a second-rate person mention the matter of the Bangmao Temple, but he didn't elaborate, just said that before the founding of the country, it was very spiritual, and the woman who couldn't conceive a child went to worship, and when she came back, she was pregnant, and she still had a look of memory, but it was a pity that it was demolished after the founding of the country.

"Brother Tang, it turns out that you also don't know much about it, hahaha......" Wang Xiaofang was happy, looked at Tang Qian, who didn't seem to be a fake, and explained: "What kind of spirit, this mallet temple...... Hey, how can I tell you? You see, what does this mallet peak look like? ”

"Like what?"

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The malllet temple under the mallet mountain, the malllet temple will be on the side of the mallet, coinciding with the agricultural slack in August, and the mallet will ask for a son.

This is the club, in fact, it is to ask for a child.

They are all farmers in the surrounding ten miles and eight townships, most of them are women, they wear veils, so that people can't see their appearance clearly, and most of them are carried by the aunts at home, and this kind of woman has unspeakable secrets in the family.

And the men at the mallet meeting are not good goods, they are all idle people in ten miles and eight towns.

During the day, I visit the temple fair, and at night, I ......

The men and women who visit the club sleep anywhere, and they also have the knowledge of seeking children in the Bangmao Temple. ”

"......" Tang Qian didn't expect that his casual question would actually solve a small doubt in his previous life, but this is the truth......

"Brother Wang, why are the people in Xiaozhan here now? Is this the Jin branch of Xiaozhan Province?

"Division? Not really, but now in Jin Province, only here can contact the people of Xiaozhan, don't they just like such pickled places? Wang Xiaofang didn't say anything more.

It's just that Tang Qian faintly felt that Wang Xiaofang probably didn't know why Xiaozhan was here. Forget it, there are too many secrets in this world, and you will be tired of exploring them one by one, so let it be.

The two of them said, and they arrived in front of the mallet temple, the mallet temple is just a folk name, Tang Qian looked at the name on the temple door, this is, Sanskrit?

"Bang bang bang!" Wang Xiaofang buckled the mallet temple door.

"This gentleman, the small temple will not be open this year." Out of it came an old man on his back.

"Don't pretend, the two of us came to buy information from your inn." Wang Xiaofang got straight to the point.

Tang Qian saw that when the hunchbacked old man heard this, the whole person was stunned for a moment, and with the "click" sound between the bones, the originally rickety old man gradually stood upright, and said to the two: "The one who comes is the guest, the two guests, please inside." ”

Tang and Wang were not taken to the main hall, but bypassed the main hall and entered a room behind the main hall.

Tang Qian glanced at the statues of gods enshrined in the main hall, and at first glance they were not local gods, but more like imported products.

"Two guests, please have tea!"

As soon as they entered the door and sat down, Tang Qian and Wang Xiaofang had two more cups of tea in front of them, the tea was freshly poured and steaming, but the teacups were black and white.

Tang Qian looked at Wang Xiaofang, the meaning was very simple, can you drink this tea?

It was Wang Xiaofang, who picked up the black teacup a little helplessly, he found out that the young people of the Tang Sect around him really didn't know anything about Xiaozhan.

"My two brothers came here to ask about black things, not white things."

"No problem, Xiaobin will definitely do his best, I don't know what the two guests want to check?"

"Check people!" Tang Qian looked at the gesture of Brother Wang beside him and said.

"Oh, I don't know who you want to look for?" The old man faced Tang Qian again, obviously this is the main thing.

"Check the Japanese, than the mountain ninja!" Tang Qian's eyes stared at the old man, trying to see something in his eyes......