The old man had a stiff back, his coarse cloth clothes were cleanly washed, and behind him was a big rooster with his toes high and half a man tall.

It's just that the moment this big rooster saw Mingyu, his eyes widened, he opened his wings, and his sharp mouth opened to make a sharp "c~~~", and he slipped back into the house, got into the old man's bed, and hid in the quilt with his butt facing outward.

The old man looked at Fan Wu embarrassedly, "Girl, it's rude, it's rude, my brother Rui'er has a low realm after all, don't you mind......"

Fan Wu chuckled, "It's okay, it's Mingyu who didn't restrain himself, otherwise there wouldn't be such a thing." ”

"Come, go to the square of our village, it just so happens that we have a full moon tonight. The old man stretched out his hand to lead Fan Wu to a place.

"Full Moon Society?"

"Yes, come, sit down. In previous years, there were many people who came to listen to the mermaid's song, but this year, for some reason, there are fewer and fewer people. This time the full moon will meet, but you are the only one. The old man smiled and led Fan Wu to sit at a low table.

Fan Wu was not polite, and thought to himself, no wonder there was no surprise and fear in the eyes of this person and the people in the village, only hospitality.

It turns out that there are often immortal monks who come here.

There is a full moon every month, naturally at least once a month, if there are people who come in advance, and live here for ten days and half a month, then these people almost often communicate with the immortals.

Fan Wu's eyes turned, and he found that there were many monks, looking at their clothes, they were from the village, and they knew it.

The hospitality of the village chief, the kindness and simplicity of the villagers, and the rural atmosphere in their words are not disgusting, but they feel simple and kind.

Fan Wu looked at such a scene and had a sense of unreality.

Sitting at the low table, a villager immediately brought some prepared food and greeted Fan Wu warmly:

"Girl, try my craft, tonight, my meal is the staple food. ”

"Okay, thank you. Fan Wu also responded as loudly as the villagers, and his eyes were bent into a crescent moon.

Seeing Fan Wu quickly adapt to the people in the village, the aunt who delivered the food wiped her hands on her apron and shouted loudly to the people around her while laughing:

"This girl, refreshing. ”

Fan Wu looked at the aunt and said excitedly, her hands had already been wiped clean, but she was still wiping them at a loss. Grabbed the food with a smile, put it in his mouth and chewed, and gave a thumbs up to the aunt with bright eyes, "It's delicious!"

"Hahaha...... Eat more, eat more, eat more, and more, I'll do it again......" Auntie's excitement made Fan Wu also happy.

The village chief and Scales glanced at each other, and they both saw satisfaction in each other's eyes.

This kind of recognition is rare in such a rustic village.

In the past, almost all the immortal cultivators who came could catch up with their Full Moon Society, but no one was willing to participate. In the eyes of those high immortals, these villagers are not only mortals, but also the kind of wild people who do not understand the rules the most.

This kind of special bonfire for the full moon, eating meat and drinking around the bonfire, and singing and dancing around the bonfire, regardless of men, women and children, are all uncivilized and primitive.

Fan Wu also likes the immortals, but she is kind by nature, and she also likes this simple kindness from the heart.

Even, compared to the immortal posture of Pian Ran but somewhat contrived, Fan Wu prefers this kind of simplicity from the heart.

Daylight cultivation disappeared at the end of the sea, and with the appearance of the moon, the night deepened and deepened, and at a certain moment, the moon suddenly lifted its veil and brightened for a moment.

There was a burst of singing at the end of the sea, and the people of the village sat quietly at the low table, quietly feeling the singing more and more clear.

When the voice almost rang in their ears, the villagers sang a song of harmony (he four sounds).

The song on the sea is melodious and tactful, as if the girl is pouring out her heart, and the villagers' songs are pure and sincere, as if the boy is pursuing in love.

Fan Wu closed his eyes and carefully felt the emotions contained in the song.

At the end of the song, half of the full moon's face seemed to hide shyly in the clouds, and the villagers looked like beasts awakened in the night, their eyes bright.

With the cheers, the full moon party officially began, and some people began to sing love songs in front of the bonfire, some people began to dance their sleeves and fly, and some people began to compete for strength......

This village seems to come to life.

Fan Wu looked at the bold villagers, as if there was also a pride in his chest to release, he poured down a glass of wine, and joined the dancing crowd with a slightly red face.

Although, at the beginning, Fan Wu's dancing posture was miserable, but with a powerful divine soul, Fan Wu was stunned to analyze the movements of the village name when dancing into his mind, and forcibly controlled his body to make the same movements. In the surprised looks of the villagers, Fan Wu's dancing posture became more and more standard, and his posture became more and more natural, but at tea time, Fan Wu was already dancing like that.

The body without spiritual power was quickly defeated due to exhaustion, looking at the still beating crowd, Fan Wu waved his hand and returned to his low table.

When the old man saw Fan Wu's embarrassment, he laughed and said:

"Don't underestimate us ordinary people, our physical strength is exercised by going to the sea again and again!"

"Can't compare, can't compare," Fan Wu waved his hand, took a few breaths, and said with satisfaction in his heart:

"Village chief, what was the singing just now?

"It's convenient, what's inconvenient, the immortals who come here are all here to listen to this song, but they will go to the sea to find it when they hear it. We think that this is what the fish-people sang back then, they are fish-people, and you can't find them in the sea......"

The village chief's narration made Fan Wu curious, "Fish people?"

"That's a long story......

Immediately, the village chief told Fan Wu about the love entanglement between a certain village chief of this village and the fish spirit in the sea.

The so-called shemale different paths were also fulfilled in these two people, and in the end, the fishmen were trapped in the cliff of the sea, and the patriarch of the village was martyred in the sea.

This fish spirit has a human body and a fish tail, the scales are between red and yellow, beautiful but not demonic, it is a rare beauty in the world, the look in the eyes is ordinary born children are generally simple, full of curiosity about the world.

At that time, the village chief was still a teenager, and the fishman was still a girl at that time, and the simple emotions lasted for a long time. It wasn't until one thunderstorm night later that the fish-man turned into a girl and lived in the village, and it didn't take long for the villagers to be shipwrecked one by one.

It wasn't until the villagers sent the girl into the deep sea that it stopped, and just when everyone thought it was over, the village chief went down to the sea alone to find the girl.

When he returned, his tattered clothes glistened with gold, and he was a scale the size of an adult's palm. No one knew what was happening, and the boy fell silent.

It's just that after returning from the boy, every time the moon is full, there will be singing on the sea, and the boy will also respond. Over time, even after the death of the boy, the custom of waka remained unchanged and continues to this day, and it is no longer young men who should sing it, but even the elderly and children who sing it together.

Gradually, the Full Moon Society developed.

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