The Peach Blossom Village of the Cat Boss

Chapter 254 Zhongyuan Sacrifice
Wang Tianyang suddenly realized!
No wonder the uncles and aunts in the village are always so peaceful and happy, without so much ambition.

He continued to look down and saw the second "old acquaintance".

dragon snake...

In the unknown ancient book, there are also detailed records.

It is rumored that this thing can call the wind and rain, and control the barriers of life and death.

Worshiping it can not only get the buff of "physical health", but in some special cases, it can even connect Yin and Yang.

old peach tree...

It grew outside the Town God's Temple and is now dead.

Legend has it that worshiping this object can improve interpersonal relationships and pray for marriage.

There are seven kinds of patron saints who grew up in Jianshi County.

What he needs to do... is to create an environment like a peach blossom village in their territory.

Under the influence of a lot of positive emotions, the dirt will be cleaned up, and they will slowly recover and become stronger again.

Wang Tianyang lit the lamp and read at night, savoring the ancient prose carefully.

However, before turning over a few pages, he suddenly felt a burst of drowsiness!
He was going to force himself to read on, but just as he was about to turn the page, he suddenly fell on the bed.

Within a few seconds, he snored lightly and slept extremely soundly.

In the blink of an eye, the morning of the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month officially arrived.

When Wang Tianyang woke up, he suddenly felt as if he had forgotten many things.

At the same time, the state of curiosity and excitement of yesterday completely disappeared.

His heart became leisurely and peaceful.

It seemed as if it suddenly fell from the state of being suspended in mid-air to the ground.

When I woke up, it was nine o'clock in the morning.

He put Zhou Dian's cloth bag on the shelf, silently adjusted the bedding and sheets, pushed the room and walked downstairs.

As soon as he reached the platform on the second floor, he was stunned.

In front of his eyes, a fog filled...

At the same time, there was a strong wind blowing around.

The fog drifts with the wind, making things in front of you blurry.

The wind blows on the body, a little cold.

The fog is very thick, and there is an indescribable sense of gloom.

Ok.

It is in line with the atmosphere of the Hungry Ghost Festival.

Wang Tianyang couldn't help but go back to his room and shake the sleeping Mao Daxian awake.

It was still sunny a few days ago, but it suddenly became foggy today.

Moreover, the light was much darker than the previous days, gloomy and depressing.

It is very unusual.

Wang Tianyang suspected that the change in the weather was caused by the cockroach in his room.

Mao Daxian woke up yawning and rubbing his eyes.

After figuring out the situation, it meowed in dissatisfaction.

Denying the fog is its handiwork.

One person and one cat walked downstairs full of doubts. Wang Tianyang checked on his mobile phone for a long time before he realized that today's heavy fog is indeed a normal and natural phenomenon.

In summer, if the temperature difference between morning and evening is large and the air is relatively humid, it is especially prone to foggy days.

Wang Tianyang was relieved, and planned to go to the kitchen to get food on his own.

As a result, when I went there, I found that the kitchen was cold and the pots and pans were neatly arranged.

No sign of firing at all.

Wang Tianyang suddenly felt very strange.

It's nearly 10 o'clock now, and my parents didn't make breakfast?

Hearing the sound of the TV coming from the house, he ran in and took a look curiously.

A criminal investigation drama was playing on TV, and it seemed that a bloody plot was being played.

My father and mother are staring at the TV intently, motionless.

Wang Tianyang looked at the TV and at his parents, and couldn't help but say:
"Mom and Dad, haven't you had breakfast? I'm going to cook some noodles, do you want to make more?"

The father and mother were silent, still staring at the TV.

Wang Tianyang:
"..."

Why is my heart a little fuzzy.

He was momentarily speechless.

The room fell into silence, except for the hoarse screaming from the TV.

On the screen, a woman is running away from a murderer.

Just when Wang Tianyang couldn't hold back and was about to break the eerie silence, the exciting and exciting plots on TV came to an abrupt end and suddenly entered into a commercial.

A chubby boy walked up to his mother with a wobbly footbath in his hand, and looked at her very affectionately:

"Mom, wash your feet!"

Only now did my father and mother have time to respond to Wang Tianyang.

"No cooking! Isn't there a temple fair today? Let's go to the street to eat together."

"Your aunt and the others went early and called me several times. I discussed it with your father... thinking that the three of us haven't gone to the streets together for a long time, this time we finally have a chance, so I want to wait for you to be together."

After saying that, the two of them turned off the TV and tidied up briefly.

A family of three plus a cat, went out slowly and walked towards the town.

"Mom, you've waited so long, aren't you hungry? Why don't you go upstairs and wake me up."

Although the fog outside was cold, Wang Tianyang felt warm in his heart.

"You have worked hard during this period, and the two of us old can't help much... Letting you sleep more can always be done."

"Ouch, Mom! Don't do that next time."

A family of four walked slowly in the dense fog, chatting casually.

The old lady held Wang Tianyang's hand, her expression was gentler than ever.

The old man walked beside the two of them, although he didn't speak much, but there was a faint joy between his brows.

Mao Daxian is majestic and majestic, walking like a wind.

Sometimes they talked about the family affairs of the aunts in the village by themselves, and sometimes they listened to Wang Tianyang chatting about those things on the Internet.

They move very slowly and in no hurry.

Anyway, there is plenty of time.

In the past, when Wang Tianyang was in the imperial capital, he would spend less time with his parents and leave more.

When he got home, he was often busy with work again.

Like now, the whole family goes to the market together, and there are very few opportunities to talk heart-to-heart on the road.

They all enjoyed this leisurely, intimate time.

Wang Tianyang's heart is extremely satisfied and happy.

Now, my father and mother are fully able to understand and support his ideals.

I am also willing to take the time to understand his heart and understand the world of young people.

The mutual support of such close relatives has brought him infinite strength.

When the family of four staggered to the county seat, it was almost noon.

They were all hungry and went straight to the old street.

But when they came to the entrance of the old street, the two old men hesitated.

Looking at the scene in front of them, they stopped suddenly.

Wang Tianyang looked up.

I saw that the various arrangements of the Qiqiao Festival had been removed, the lanterns hanging above had turned into pure white, and the red thread and wooden signs had also been replaced with white banners.

On the bluestone slabs on the ground, there are many ancient funeral coins...

At the same time, traces of burnt paper can be seen in many places.

At some intersections, there is even a bowl filled with rice, with three sticks of fine incense sticking out of it.

The most conspicuous shops at the entrance have been replaced by wreath shops, coffin shops, and paper-making shops...

The various stalls are not as crowded and lively as before, full of fireworks.

The merchants were not only scattered, but all of them were stern, with strange expressions and gloomy faces.

Moreover, today's county town is also shrouded in a layer of white mist, which is a bit gloomy and cold.

Under the blowing of the cold wind, the white banner swayed in the fog, and the money for giving money was flying all over the sky...

If it weren't for the crowds at the scene, Wang Tianyang might not have dared to go into the old street when he came alone in such an environment.

He had to say... Xi Sisi did have two brushes.

In such a short period of time, the romantic old street has been completely changed!
The atmosphere of the Ghost Festival is directly full.

(End of this chapter)