The next morning.
"boom--"
"boom--"
"boom--"
Transformed into the form of a fox, Su Yan was sleeping in a ball on the lawn. The fox trembled slightly, as if it wanted to drive away the sound of collisions that disturbed his dream, but the sound of wood hitting wood never stopped, and could even be heard faintly. There were bursts of male shouting.
"Whose house is doing repairs so early in the morning?"
Su Yan couldn't bear to be disturbed. He murmured with extreme dissatisfaction, stretched out his body, put his little fox hands in front of his buttocks and pushed it back, stretched out for a long time before showing his little fox face:
"You just had a big fight yesterday, why don't you let me take a break?"
For monks, it is not a necessity. Monks can meditate instead of sleeping. But for monks who are not in the realm of earthly immortals, sleep is the fastest, cheapest and most harmless way to restore their mental state.
Yesterday, he had a fight with the cavalry regiment, and spent the night setting up a free clinic site for the Medical Fairy. Su Yan still had half of his demon power in his body, but his energy was not very good. Su Yan had just fallen asleep to regain his energy, and there was news over there. Su Yan naturally became angry at the sound of the hammer hitting.
"That's the sound of hitting the wooden grid."
The medical fairy who was arranging medicine in the courtyard heard Su Yan's sleepy complaints and said with a smile:
"Muge is the vocabulary of our Huayao people. In Xia Yu language, it means wooden stakes. Today is the Spring Society Festival, which is one of the grand festivals of our Huayao people. The Huayao men are setting up the sacrificial site to worship the mountain gods, rain gods, Spirits of water gods, tree gods, etc.”
"If you are interested, you can go over and participate. As long as you have good intentions and are willing to help the Huayao people, everyone is welcome to participate in the Spring Society Festival."
The Huayao people are the Huayao people in ancient times. They were once a tribe under the Jiuli tribe and were good at farming and weaving. However, over the long years and due to several defeats and migrations, the Huayao people have already inherited things from their ancestors. Almost lost.
The Huayao people have long been renamed the Huaya people, which has the same name as the land where they live, followed by the clan name.
When Medical Fairy lived here, there were many people who claimed to be the Huayao tribe. However, as time passed, no one mentioned the Huayao tribe again after those old people passed away one by one.
The Flower District has long since changed. Therefore, the Medical Fairy did not choose to recognize the villagers. The only thing she is still familiar with is probably the land where she was born and raised. Other than that, there is no one she knows here.
"It should be more lively next time, right?" The Medical Fairy said with a smile as if she was remembering something.
Because in her memory, after the wooden stakes handed down from ancient times were driven into the ground, the Huayao people would sing the song of creation, build a sacrificial platform, and then slaughter animals on the sacrificial platform to sacrifice to the Holy Spirit.
It was already noon, and Yao Laohui would distribute rice and corn to everyone to eat. Then there would be a very traditional duet and blind date. Under the watchful eye of the Holy Spirit, they would begin to express their love in songs, express their feelings to each other, and make a marriage contract.
In the afternoon, a bonfire will be set up and the animals used for the morning sacrifice will begin to be cooked. Singing and dancing will continue until the early morning, when the Spring Society Festival comes to an end.
"By the way, if a girl sings to you, just turn around and run away. If you respond to her, it means that the Qiushe Festival will help you cut rice and dry it. In the future, you may also help break corn and dig potatoes."
"I will sew my mouth shut today!"
After learning the Flower Man's routine from the Medical Fairy, Su Yan immediately said that he was smart and would not be fooled.
"Is the Wu Chun Society Festival so lively?"
Zhou You, who also had a slumped face, lay half-dead on the window sill of his bedroom, yawning, his eyes full of sleepiness: "Isn't an old farmer like me particularly popular with girls?"
"There shouldn't be many people choosing you." Medical Fairy glanced at Zhou You, lowered her hood slightly and said:
"A girl who can express love through songs must at least have spent a lot of money to attend a private school. You, an old peasant, are not popular in dressing up."
Zhou You: "."
I'm just a little tanned, not ugly, and don't have any bad habits. It's a super cost-effective deal to recruit a Golden Core monk to my family, okay?
………………
Su Yan ignored the sad Zhou You and ran back to his dormitory in three steps. He transformed into a human and started to wash up a little. Then he called his friends to join in the fun at the Flower Man's Spring Society Festival.
Then take a look to see if there are any shops selling mattresses and sheets in the city.
Everything about the official residence condensed by the Medical Fairy was good, except that there were no textiles or furniture inside, and sleeping on the wooden floor of the dormitory. To be honest, Su Yan felt that it was not as soft as sleeping on the lawn in the courtyard, because of the carnivorous plants anyway. There are no mosquitoes outside either.
In other words, County Lord Luanming, Feng Shiqi, and Qingya, these girls are too embarrassed to sleep on the lawn.
Because of the medical fairy, Zhou You was too embarrassed to spread his legs and lie down in a herringbone shape on the lawn of the courtyard. Only a monk like Su Yan who could switch between the human form and the fox form at will would be free from psychological pressure. Use the sky as your quilt and the earth as your bed.
Feng Shiqi was smart and wanted to compromise, but Su Yan didn't really want to be used as a pillow, so he didn't fall for the trick.
"Ask the Holy Spirit, Bath was so formed, how we were formed—"
"The Holy Spirit said, the sky rose ten feet, the earth sank ten feet, the dew accumulated into the sea, the sea fog formed clouds, and the fog formed under the clouds. The earth is formed below, and you appear with the earth.”
"Ask the Holy Spirit how Bath was formed, how we were formed—"
"The Holy Spirit said, The sky will rise ten feet high."
Su Yan came to the ruined street. Following the sound of playing wooden blocks as mentioned by the Medical Fairy, he led his friends to the sacrificial platform to join in the fun. When a few people walked around from the scorched earth pit to the sacrificial site, the three of them hugged each other. The wooden stakes held by talents have been hammered into the ground by Huayao men.
At the end of driving the stakes, they began to sing the creation songs and nursery rhymes of the Huayao people.
Su Yan didn't understand the meaning at first, but Qing Ya, who had practiced with the Medical Fairy for many years, knew a little about the meaning of Huayao's words, so she translated the ballad for Su Yan.
The ballad is actually a story of the birth of the world, and the question of the Holy Spirit in the ballad refers to the innate being.
The word Bath refers to the current starry sky in the universe.
The general meaning of the story is that one day, the Huayao people were curious about the birth of the world and the birth of themselves. The innate beings told the people that once, the universe was supposed to be one, but starting from a certain day, the sky became different day by day. High, the ground is getting shorter day by day.
The innate creatures perished as a result, and all the monsters and humans were born from the bodies of the innate creatures.
The innate beings called it: the power of the earth and heaven, and sighed deeply.
The creation song of the Huayao people ended abruptly. Although the song came to an abrupt end, the men did not stop. They started singing the creation song from the beginning again, continued their work of driving wood piles, and built the Spring Society sacrificial altar.
Well, you can just imagine the songs of the Huayao people in ancient times as the melodies of the three auspicious treasures.
(End of chapter)
