Lin Xiaoqiu said, "Because they believe that sacrificial activities are more important than human lives. They dare not offend the true God. All of them actually know that the true God exists."
I got goosebumps.
After thinking about it, I asked her, "Lin Xiaoqiu, is it really possible that the evil ghost who killed people yesterday is the true god in this village?"
Lin Xiaoqiu shook his head and whispered, "I don't know. This village is too weird. The evil ghosts who kill people have pure spiritual power. No matter how I think about it, I think this kind of thing can't happen! Is it because I'm not good at studying? How about a while? I'll call my dad and ask him to help us analyze what's going on here?"
I nodded, thinking that Lin Xiaoqiu's method was feasible.
I don't know anything about pure spiritual power and ghost energy, so for this convenient matter, I can only rely on Lin Xiaoqiu to find clues.
The villagers were very quiet. Everyone walked with their heads lowered and no one spoke. Lin Xiaoqiu and I didn't dare to talk anymore and followed Sister Li obediently.
The real temple is built in the center of the village. It is a splendid two-story Chinese-style building. The design of the temple has two large golden columns standing at the entrance, a vermilion door, and the walls are painted in gold, so golden that it seems as if gold has been painted directly on the walls.
Extremely luxurious but not majestic at the same time.
This village has even built its own winding mountain road. I am not surprised at all that they built such a temple, but I just keep feeling emotional in my heart.
This village is so proud!
Lin Xiaoqiu's eyes widened when she saw the decoration of the temple. Excitement and greed shone in her big dark eyes.
Seeing her expression, my heart skipped a beat, thinking that she wouldn't want to take advantage of someone else's fault, would she?
I stared at Lin Xiaoqiu. When I was thinking wildly, Lin Xiaoqiu suddenly turned her head to look at me. She smiled excitedly and whispered, "Xiao Ning, do you think the walls here are gold? I can scrape off some gold powder with a knife." ?”
I choked.
She actually really wanted to take advantage of others!
Sister Li was the closest to us. When Lin Xiaoqiu said this, Sister Li hurriedly whispered, "Lin Xiangu, the walls here are indeed painted with gold powder, but the purity is not high. You can't sell it for much if you scrape it off. Please help me solve it." If you get rid of the trouble here and save me from having to stay in the village for a year, I will give you another hundred thousand."
Hearing this, Lin Xiaoqiu almost jumped up with excitement.
I had quick hands and quick eyes. I held her shoulder with one hand and covered her mouth with the other hand to make her cheer.
Lin Xiaoqiu took a deep breath to calm down her excitement, and then blinked at me to signal that she had calmed down.
I let go of Lin Xiaoqiu.
At the same time, the villagers also started sacrificial activities.
When the village chief dies, the person hosting the event becomes the richest man in the village. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a designer suit.
The man wears glasses and his black hair is slicked back. He has the aura of a wealthy and powerful boss. He was standing on top talking, and I was standing below, and I felt like I was an employee of his company.
The richest man first told the legend of the true god.
According to legend, this village produced a scholar who was very good at reading hundreds of years ago. The scholar's family was very poor and he didn't even have the travel expenses to go to Beijing to take the exam. But his spirit of studying hard moved a fairy, who came down to earth and disguised herself as a rich lady.
The fairy told the scholar that she admired his talent very much and was willing to provide funds to help the scholar go to Beijing to take the exam. But she has a condition: if Xiucai is in high school, he must come back to marry her.
The scholar saw that the fairy was beautiful and well-educated. He also had a secret love for the fairy and immediately agreed to the fairy's request.
Later, the scholar went to Guozhen High School in Beijing. Many high officials wanted to make him their son-in-law, but the scholar refused them all. He rode a tall horse and returned to his hometown to marry the fairy in great splendor.
Later, the scholar rose all the way up to the prime minister. Return home with honor when you grow old.
After decades of ups and downs, the scholar has come to know that fairies are not ordinary human beings. He can have a smooth life and prosperous official career without the blessing of fairies. So after returning to his hometown, the old scholar built this real temple and asked the whole village to worship the fairy. In this way, he repaid and missed the fairy.
"So, we are the descendants of fairies," the richest man gave a passionate speech, shouting to the villagers, "We want to worship fairies from generation to generation, and we must sincerely be the descendants of fairies! The sacrificial ceremony has officially begun!"
After the rich man finished speaking, the villagers sang folk songs loudly. The singing was ancient and loud, and it sounded like some kind of ancient spell.
They sang and lined up to go to the real temple.
The richest man stood in front of the temple gate and handed the lit incense to the villagers. The villagers took the incense, lined up to kowtow to the fairy, and then queued out from the side door.
Lin Xiaoqiu and I followed at the end. We couldn't sing, so we just hummed along.
Lin Xiaoqiu bumped me lightly with her elbow and said, "Xiao Ning, that legend is false as soon as I hear it. Fairies are gods in the sky, and gods are all as beautiful as the breeze and the moon. Fairies and scholars are just like ladies and gentlemen. Diaosi, a famous lady must have a lot of love brains to fall in love with a diaosi!"
Now is not the time to discuss this. If it is convenient to speak, I will definitely respond to Lin Xiaoqiu head-on.
I think she's right.
The story of the fairy and the scholar here is very similar to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. When I was a child, when my grandma first told me about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, I thought the story was strange. Why did the beautiful Weaver Girl fall in love with the Cowherd who stole her clothes and refused to allow her to go home?
But there is no need to delve into these. After all, they are just fairy tales, all made up. The fairy in this village is probably also fictional.
After all, no fairy looks like a roc!
Soon it was Lin Xiaoqiu and I's turn to enter the temple. Sister Li, who was walking in front of us, took the incense, buried it in the temple, and then started to kowtow three times and nine times while walking forward.
I reached out to take the incense, but the richest man waved his hand to me, "You two are not from the village. According to the rules, you cannot enter the temple. You two just wait here."
After saying that, the richest man took the incense himself and turned around and entered the temple.
Sacrifice is very important to the villagers. If Lin Xiaoqiu and I are disobedient, it will easily arouse public anger. At that time, Sister Li will not be able to protect us.
So we didn't dare to be disobedient, and we were asked to stand here. We stood obediently in front of the temple door, and then we stretched our necks to look into the temple like long-necked geese.
The decoration in the temple is more luxurious, especially the offering table. The plates on which the tributes were placed on the table and the two lamp stands next to them were all golden, maybe made of pure gold.
Behind the offering table is an image of the deity.
When I saw the appearance of the statue clearly, I couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
The idol at the entrance of the village is like a roc, which surprised me enough. The statues in the real temple made me even more speechless, because the one enshrined in the temple turned out to be a flower drum!
It looks similar to Fengyang Flower Drum, with a round drum head and colorful cloth strips tied around it, with two sapphire drumsticks placed next to it.
Lin Xiaoqiu and I looked at each other. Apparently she had not expected that the thing enshrined in the temple was actually a tambourine.
After a while, Lin Xiaoqiu seemed to have figured out something. Her big eyes lit up, she grabbed my hand and ran towards the entrance of the village.
I was puzzled and couldn't bear it until I ran away, then I asked her, "Lin Xiaoqiu, what's wrong?"
"I know what happened to the true god of this village!" Lin Xiaoqiu shouted, "Xiao Ning, come with me, let's confirm my guess!"
