Spring goes to autumn, a year flies, there is a small town in the east of the southern region of Miao Jiang, called Qingyang Town, where the people are simple and simple, and there are few outsiders

Knowing this place, the people here make a living from farming, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, which can be described as a paradise. In the east of this Qingyang Town, there is an ancient one

Temple, located at the foot of Qingyang Mountain, I don't know how many years it has existed, according to the old people in the town, it is said that this ancient temple is a powerful person in ancient times

of the ruins.

In the early morning of this day, the early sun raised its head, a soft ray of sunlight fell to the earth, only to hear a "crunch", the gate of the ancient temple opened, a green

Nian walked out slowly, this young man was dressed in a cyan robe, his black hair was fluttering, he stood outside the ancient temple and stretched out, took a deep breath, and squinted his eyes away

Wang, whispered to himself: "It's been a year since I came here, and I haven't found a way to go back, Senior Sister Jiuge, are you okay?"

This young man is Chu Yifan, a year ago, he had an accident in the teleportation array back to Beili Palace, and instead of returning to Beili Palace, he was teleported to

Here, for the past year, he has been looking for a way to go back, but he has never achieved what he wants. There is Miao Jiang in the south and the Celestial Empire in the north, and the two places are not only separated

Thousands of miles, there is still a Dead Sea in the middle, if there is no teleportation array, it is difficult for ordinary monks to cross the Dead Sea, even if they can cross, it will take a hundred years

Long. At the beginning, Feng Jiu Ge came to Miao Jiang in the Southern Regions through an ancient teleportation array, and brought Miao Liangqin to Beili Palace, and a teleportation array like this

They are all hidden in various sects, and it is difficult for outsiders to enter.

As the sun slowly rose, there was a young man about seven or eight years old who was holding a bamboo basket in his hand and running briskly from a distance

Nian came to Chu Yifan, opened his big round eyes, grinned, and said, "Brother Chu, this is today's breakfast, I'm afraid you won't be full."

, my mother specially gave you an extra bowl of rice, you eat it quickly, otherwise it will be cold in a while!"

This young man's masterpiece Zeng Hu was born with a tiger's brain, so his father named him Zeng Hu, and during this period of time, because Chu Yifan gave the Zeng family

has done a lot of work, so this Zeng Hu will bring some meals to Chu Yifan every day. Qingyang Town is isolated from the world, although the aura of heaven and earth is not as good as those

Cultivating the Holy Land, but it is still quite rich, this year, Chu Yifan has been cultivating in his spare time, and his cultivation has broken through the late stage of the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, climbing

Rising to the middle stage of the ninth-level Qi cultivation, the Tianyuan Blue Lotus Jue also improved, from the previous two-color petals to three-color petals.

Although Chu Yifan is a monk, with his current Qi cultivation period, he has not yet reached the realm of eating Qi and clearing the valley, so he has to enter like a mortal every day

Food. Touching Zeng Hu's head, Chu Yifan smiled and said, "Little Huzi, go back and help me thank you mother!"

Zeng Hu nodded, rolled his eyes, and continued: "Brother Chu, the harvest in the town this year is not bad, and in a few days it will be our Qingyang Town."

The annual hand-waving festival is when the whole town gathers, and my dad asked me to tell you that the time will come with our family to participate in this year's festival

Wave your hands!"

Hearing this, Chu Yifan groaned slightly, and said softly: "Wave your hand?" Okay, go back and tell Uncle Zeng, I will definitely participate when the time comes!"

Zeng Hu didn't stay in the ancient temple for long, and left after informing Chu Yifan of this matter, looking at this carefree and innocent man

In the back of the year, scenes from the past gradually surfaced in his mind, the last advice and care of the mother in Dongyi City, and the oppression and noneness of relatives outside Luoyun Pass

Help, thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of envy.

Since coming to Qingyang Town, Chu Yifan has gone to the town every day for a walk, if someone is too busy with farm work at home, or has other needs

He will take the initiative to help when he helps, and as a result, he has become a good person in Qingyang Town. Ate the breakfast sent by Zeng Hu, Chu Yi

Fan walked around the town as usual, and since the ripe dealers had been harvested a few days ago, there was nothing to do, so Chu Yifan returned

went to the ancient temple, sat cross-legged on a pile of straw and breathed.

Two hours later, Chu Yifan slowly opened his eyes and muttered softly: "I am now in the middle stage of the ninth layer of Qi training, and I have reached the tenth level of Qi training."

It's just a matter of time, once Senior Brother Mo Fusheng said that after practicing qi, it is to build a foundation, but how can you build a foundation?

It's a good place, but there are no monks, so I don't know how to build a foundation!"

Chu Yifan took a deep breath and looked up at the sky, it didn't take long, he continued to speak: "It's time to get out of here!"

At this moment, Chu Yifan had already made a decision, and he would leave after this hand-waving festival, after all, he was not from here. Seven days of time one

Passing by, on this day, the whole Qingyang Town was very lively, and the townspeople were busy killing pigs and sheep. The so-called hand-waving festival is actually Qingyang Town

The townspeople commemorate their ancestors and celebrate the harvest of the year, and in their opinion, this day is great and sacred.

Nearly dusk, a woman downstairs on stilts of the Zeng family was hanging a square of pork that the butcher had divided into palm leaves, and her face was full of happiness

After a while, a middle-aged man about forty years old pushed the door out of the stilted building, this man was dressed in simple clothes, and at the moment of appearance

He opened his mouth and said: "Huzi mother, the grand ceremony will start soon, is our pork ready?"

When the woman downstairs heard this, she immediately replied: "Father, don't worry, it's already ready! By the way, Huzi and this child have been going to the ancient temple for more than a while."

Why haven't you come back yet?"

These two people are Zeng Hu's father and mother, in Qingyang Town, Zeng's family is a big family, Zeng Hu's grandfather is nearly eighty years old, serving as the mayor of Qingyang Town

It's been decades and he has six children, three boys and three girls. Zeng Hu's father's name is Zeng Gui, and he is the third in the family, so everyone calls him the third.

Since the third Zeng got married, he moved out of the ancestral house of the Zeng family and lived with his wife Wen Fang in a stilted building not far from the ancestral house.

As soon as the words fell, I saw two people walking slowly on the road not far away, Zeng Gui saw this, laughed, and said, "Huzi, what."

What's the hurry, don't you see you're back!"

After speaking, Zeng Gui strode down the stilted building, stood under a jujube tree in front of the building and beckoned to the visitor, and the words came out of his mouth: "Huzi, Yifan."

, just waiting for the two of you!"

After a short time, Chu Yifan and Zeng Hu came to the jujube tree, Chu Yifan hugged his fists slightly, and said, "I've seen Uncle Gui, I've seen Auntie!"

Zeng Hu's mother wiped her hands and said with a smile: "It's all a family, why are you so polite, auntie doesn't know where you are from,

But since you came to our Qingyang Town, Huzi has regarded you as his eldest brother, and we have also regarded you as a relative, waiting for this time

After the hand festival, you don't want to live in that broken temple, move to our house, and your aunt will make you delicious food every day!"

Before Chu Yifan could speak, Zeng Hu's father continued: "Your aunt is right, it's so decided!

Fan, you help me take the pork to the Swinging Hands Hall, the festival is about to begin!"

Chu Yifan wanted to tell Zeng Hu's parents about his departure, but seeing that they were so enthusiastic at the moment, he couldn't speak, so he could only secretly feel in his heart

sighed, then nodded, walked to the stilted downstairs, picked up the pork that had been prepared and went straight to the hand-waving hall under the leadership of Zeng Hu.

The Swinging Hand Hall is located in the central area of Qingyang Town, not far from Zeng Hu's house, and after a short time, Chu Yifan came to the place where the Swinging Hand Hall was located. Look

To see, this hand-waving hall is a hundred feet high ancient tower, this ancient tower is black, if you feel carefully, you can detect the tower emanation

With an atmosphere of ancient vicissitudes, it is like an old man who has experienced countless years standing there. There is a stone statue behind the ancient tower, which is not

The left arm, dressed in battle armor, has a fierce and lifelike eye, and holds a spear in his right hand, pointing straight to the sky. There are two ponds on each side of the ancient pagoda, on the sides

It is covered with willow trees, and the pond is topped by a curved wooden promenade, and at the end of the promenade is a square pavilion, which looks like it from a distance

A silver serpent lay cross-legged on the ground, and the square pavilion was the head of the snake. Directly in front of the ancient tower is an empty square, and there is a meadow in the middle of the square.

At this moment, there were three fires burning in a triangular pattern on the meadow, and several men with bare upper bodies were roasting pork and sheep on the fire

Meat, the aroma of meat overflows, diffusing throughout the square.

After a short time, Chu Yifan walked through the square and came to the front of the ancient tower, and when he was contemplating the ancient tower, a few people walked out of the ancient tower, led by him

It was an old man, gray-haired, wrinkled, and carrying a beast-headed cane in his hand. Seeing this, Chu Yifan clenched his fists slightly and said, "I've seen it."

Grandpa Mayor!"

The person who came was Zeng Hu's grandfather, Zeng Hua, the mayor of Qingyang Town, and the mayor of the town took a few steps forward and said with a smile: "No need to be polite, it's once a year."

The hand-waving festival is about to begin, so you can have some fun later!"

Chu Yifan smiled bitterly in his heart, he was very envious of the carefree and free life of these mortals, if he could, he would rather choose this way

Live a lifetime. An hour later, with a shocking gong and drum, the hand-waving festival officially began. At this moment, all the men in Qingyang Town gathered

Outside the ancient tower, there were sacrifices prepared by each of them in front of them, and three incense sticks were lit in their hands, and the old mayor Zeng Hua looked at the ancient tower and said in his mouth

The words came out: "Ancestors bless, Qingyang Town is safe this year, the five grains are abundant, today's hand-waving festival, I and other descendants come to worship the ancestors!"

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When the words fell, everyone knelt on their knees, pinched incense with both hands, and bowed deeply to the ancient pagoda three times, and after three bows, everyone put their hands in turn

The three sticks of incense were inserted in the incense burner outside the ancient pagoda. After all this was over, the old mayor Zeng Hua spoke again: "Say goodbye, I hope the ancestors will protect the green."

Yangzhen will have good weather in the coming year, and everything will be safe!"

Everyone bowed deeply in front of the ancient pagoda three times, and after these three worships, the ancestor worship was over, and at this moment, the sky had darkened, but in

Under the light of the fire, the whole square seemed to be daylight. The old mayor slowly walked to a large drum in front of the ancient tower, picked up the drumstick in his right hand, and played on the big drum

After beating three times in a row, the sound of the drum spread, echoing throughout Qingyang Town, and after a short time, the old mayor said loudly: "The grand ceremony begins!"

As the words came out, bursts of joyful gongs and drums resounded in all directions, and the men and women of Qingyang Town, old and young, as long as they could still dance

Three fires formed a strange procession, and danced to the rhythm of gongs and drums. Looking at the scene in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Chu Yifan's mouth

Meaning, after a while, Zeng Hu ran to Chu Yifan, grabbed his hand, and said, "Let's jump together!"

The bonfire dispelled the night, and the drums brought joy, at this moment, Chu Yifan truly integrated into this isolated town, and there was no annoyance here

Annoying, there is no competition, there is no killing, this is the extraordinary in the ordinary. An hour later, there were still a few people waving their hands around the campfire

, dancing, but all women. The men had already gathered in groups to drink and eat meat, chatting, and some were talking about their own homes this year

Some are talking about how many more pigs and sheep they will raise next year, and some are talking about which girl in the town is beautiful. For these topics, Chu

Yifan was not interested, and he couldn't interject, so he walked to the side alone with wine and meat, while looking up at the sky, eating wine and meat all day.

Time passed little by little, and the number of people in the square gradually decreased, and at this moment, Chu Yifan had already drunk all the wine in the entire jar, and he was drunk

, His face was slightly red, he muttered a few words in his mouth, and when he was about to get up, Zeng Gui walked slowly from not far away. Soon, he came to Chu Yifan's side, a fart

Sitting on the ground, he said: "Nephew Yifan, why are you drinking here alone, are you homesick, come, Uncle Gui will accompany you to get drunk and rest."

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After speaking, Zeng Gui handed a porcelain altar to Chu Yifan. Without thinking, Chu Yifan took it, laughed, and said, "Okay, a drunk party."

Hugh!"