"Hum—"

"Buzz—"

One after another, after the earth-shattering drums, the sounds of suona and Tongluo rang out in unison.

Then, strings of firecrackers hung on iron shelves were lit, and the crackling sound was actually integrated into the music.

The pungent smell produced by phosphorus mixed with sulfuric acid instantly dispersed in front of the palace temple in Xiaxi Village, followed by an old man in a dark red robe wearing a hat, walking into the palace temple, and began to put incense and petition in front of the statue one by one.

These people, called the 'old people's group', were originally a custom in Chaocheng.

The association, formed by some respected elders in the village, is often responsible for civil mediation and sacrificial activities in the village.

Later, these cultures were also brought here by people who moved from Chaocheng and integrated into some of the local villages.

At the same time, in the palace and temple, people dressed in old clothes, painted faces, biting wild boar fangs, and dressed like martial artists in the drama began to shake their heads and shake their heads along with the gongs of the palace and temple, and from time to time, they would stand up and do some irregular movements.

This is part of pleasing God.

God, of course you wouldn't really come here.

They are just enforcing the rules that their ancestors have left behind.

And when the temple wishes stopped beating the gong in their hands, this Wusheng suddenly opened his eyes.

As if they had really descended, they looked around with angry eyes, shaking their heads from time to time, like ...... Not adapted to this body as well.

At this time, the old people who had made incense outside had already finished their petition.

They inserted the coarse incense into the incense burner, and then took out the small incense that had been petitioned in front of the gods and represented the sacrifices, walked into the inner hall, and inserted them one by one on the headdresses of these martial artists.

Immediately afterwards, the boys carrying the incense began to walk outward.

Outside, the sturdy villagers who were selected by throwing cups and were responsible for carrying the idol had already begun to invite the idol to the god's car.

In the past, work like this was all about grabbing.

Sometimes, you have to have a little asset and prestige at home to grab it.

The person who carries the portable shrine is called 'dwarf' in this language, which means that luck will improve.

Of course, now this kind of work is really relying on luck, it all depends on throwing a cup, and if you can choose it, you can choose it, and if you can't choose it, no one will rush to do it.

And as the young man who was selected lifted the portable shrine, some of the boys walked out of the palace and opened the way first.

"Hey!"

"Shun!"

Almost at the same time, at the moment when the portable shrine was carried out of the temple, an even more enthusiastic firecracker sounded.

Then, it was the shouts of the people of the village in unison.

"Hey!"

"Shun!"

They didn't need to rehearse in advance, as if they had done it a thousand times, and they easily managed to shout at the same pace.

And those tourists who were attracted to sightseeing also shouted loudly under the rendering of this atmosphere.

Everyone's faces were filled with joy and excitement, as if they were celebrating the New Year.

No, the New Year's celebrations in many regions may not be able to be enthusiastic.

They followed the old rites with reverence, prayed for good weather and peace for the country and the people, showing a strong and enthusiastic picture of the joy of man and god.

At the same time, in Shangxi Village, Huangmen Village...... Elsewhere, the same thing is being done.

But in terms of rules, there are some changes.

More than 100 years ago, there was a great migration in Taicheng.

People from many areas in the southern part of the Tang Kingdom moved to this city, and at the same time, they also brought with them the culture of various places.

So now, the cultural atmosphere of the city is quite complex.

The rules of Fucheng can be seen here,

Some of the rules of Chaocheng can also be seen here,

Triangle City, Maocheng ......

A lot of folk customs in the south were brought here by the old people who made the great migration.

"It's a spectacular scene."

Lu Zhengyi watched from a distance, and the surroundings were inexplicably empty, as before.

Beside him, although everyone came and went, they seemed to be invisible, avoiding the place where he stood.

Yu Wenxiu stood next to him, wearing a cap and sunglasses, "It's even grander than the one I saw before the audition a few days ago." ”

"The steps and movements of these boys are more sophisticated."

"And the level of the musicians next to him, there is a big gap between it and that time."

In addition to the honor guard aspect of the gods, there are also the surrounding travelers.

The Youshen jointly organized by these villages is different from the Youshen in a single small neighborhood in Taicheng.

If you compare it with the flow of water.

The previous flow of people could only be regarded as a small stream at best.

And now the flow of people is like a river, accompanied by the honor guard of the wandering gods in the various village roads.

"Oh?"

Lu Zhengyi turned his head unexpectedly, "At that time, you were there?" ”

At that time, there was no audition yet, and he had not met Yu Wenxiu.

"I heard that there was an event here, so I booked my ticket a day in advance."

Yu Wenxiu explained, "After all, it's such a drama that is going to be auditioned. ”

"I didn't know much about this kind of folk culture before."

"So, I went to the local area early and participated in that temple fair."

Her performance, as always, was dutiful.

Now the crew, just Lu Zhengyi and her, the two of them, can come out and hang out and see where the gods are.

The others were still waiting at the scheduled shooting location, and when the team arrived, they immediately blended into the crowd and started shooting.

"Very good."

Lu Zhengyi nodded, and after retracting his gaze, he did not stop in place and continued to watch, "Understanding the setting background of the drama is also conducive to understanding the characters." ”

"No wonder Mr. Yu's original performance was so amazing."

"Talent and sweat, you are a lot."

At this point, he paused, "Let's go, let's follow the team." ”

"Almost, we'll give them a call."

Because the team of the wandering gods has already begun to march towards the distance with the boy who opened the way.

So, he followed suit.

Yu Wenxiu hurriedly followed.

She followed where Lu Zhengyi had walked, stared at his broad back, and followed.

Yu Wenxiu, who has always been keen, now really feels that this director is a bit extraordinary.

Look at the surrounding so many people, densely packed like a swarm of bees.

But Lu Zhengyi took her with her, and he was able to easily walk around in front of these 'human walls'.

It's like a traffic jam on the road, and suddenly an ambulance with a 'Bilibili' sound comes.

All the cars scattered on both sides of the road, and there was no road, so they simply left an empty road, allowing the ambulances with the alarm bells to pass first.

And in the process, the pedestrians who give way are unconscious.

Obviously, his body got out of the way, but he just couldn't see the two of them.

But now, the female ghost named Chu Renmei is still holding her face against her face, preparing to film in the distance.

The next scene was played by her, a real ghost stand-in.