Tianshi travels in the clouds, returns to the mountain and finds that his home has been stolen

Chapter 16 Please Little Fairy

"It's not good, it's not good, Hongbai Chongsha, please let the little god make the decision!"

A man dressed as a villager ran up the hill, shouting.

It was only seven o'clock in the morning, and Lin Mengben was still asleep.

I woke up suddenly when I heard this urgent voice.

"Let the little fairy be the master?"

The professionalism cultivated in many years of media career made Lin Meng sit up from the bed.

This kind of thing will definitely attract the attention of many people.

Thinking of this, Lin Meng quickly put on his clothes and walked out the door.

Lin Meng, who was going out, happened to see Liu Yue walking out with the cameraman on his shoulders.

The two nodded in tacit understanding, and Liu Yue turned on the camera directly.

Lin Meng directly connected the camera to the live broadcast equipment.

[I am stupid!Is it on? 】

[I thought the broadcast would start at eight o'clock today! 】

【Haha, I just like people who are not punctual, I have to quickly wake up my roommate to watch! 】

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[The man above, are you in the Aite genealogy? 】

Seeing the sudden start of the live broadcast, the bullet screen was shocked.

Shocked, the people in the live broadcast room started to go crazy about Aite's own relatives and friends.

Just after it started broadcasting, the number of people online who originally only had a few thousand people is also climbing crazily.

"Hello, viewers, welcome to a new day of Sinology tour."

"Just now, someone went up the mountain to let the little celestial master decide, let's go and find out the situation now!"

By the time Lin Meng finished speaking, the number of people online had exceeded [-], and the number was still rising rapidly.

"This benefactor, the celestial master is still resting, I'm going to invite him now."

When Lin Meng and Lin Meng arrived, a Taoist was talking to the visitor.

"No, I'm here!"

At this time, a slightly immature voice came from behind.

When the camera turned, I saw Zhang Ping'an in a green robe walking towards this side.

Seeing Zhang Ping'an, joy appeared on the visitor's face.

hurriedly greeted him.

"Little God, it's fine if you come, the village is red and white, please be the master!"

"I already know, let's go down the mountain!"

Zhang Pingan didn't say much, and walked straight to the outside.

"Oh, little god, if you step in, this matter will definitely be resolved properly!"

The villagers quickly followed.

Lin Mengzhang hurriedly followed along with the cameraman.

"Little Heavenly Master, I would like to ask, what is Red and White Chongsha?"

After quickly catching up with Zhang Ping'an, Lin Meng asked curiously.

Although as the host of the National Studies Tour column, she also knows a lot about Chinese studies.

But this is the first time I've heard the term "red and white Chongsha".

"Red and white Chongsha, that is, the wedding procession meets the funeral procession."

Zhang Pingan explained while walking.

"Ah! This kind of thing is usually hard to come across."

After Lin Meng understood the meaning, he also exclaimed.

[Hongbai Chongsha actually meant this, this matter is really difficult to deal with! 】

[When I was a child, this kind of thing happened on our side once, and both sides were unwilling to let it go, and it turned out.]

[The result is what, you said it, why are you still selling it! 】

[Something bad must have happened. This kind of thing is indeed very difficult to deal with. If it is not handled properly, it is easy to cause trouble. 】

In the live broadcast room, after learning the meaning of Hongbai Chongsha, it also caused a heated discussion.

As the news of the broadcast continued to spread, the number of people online in the live broadcast room had exceeded 5.

Lin Meng was slightly speechless when he saw the soaring data.

The program group has found a treasure this time. If this progress continues, today's live broadcast data will break the record again.

But soon Lin Meng's attention was attracted by another matter.

The so-called going up the mountain is easy and going down the mountain is difficult.

With such a steep mountain road, ordinary people will be cautious when going down the mountain.

But Zhang Ping'an, who has short arms and short legs, walks on the mountain road like flying, like walking on flat ground.

The downhill experience gained by the two of them from their long-term visits to famous mountains could not keep up with Zhang Ping'an's footsteps.

Zhang Pingan only took 10 minutes to complete the mountain road that normally takes about 10 minutes to complete.

What Lin Meng and the others didn't know was that Zhang Ping'an deliberately slowed down to take care of them.

Several people came to the foot of the mountain.

Fangshan and Jinshan next to it form a valley, the narrowest point is less than three meters.

Walking along the valley, there is a spacious valley where Litai Village is located.

This Litai Village is exactly the village that Zhang Ping'an obtained, which will be submerged by mudslides in four days.

But at this time, it is not suitable to say this news.

A group of people continued to walk forward, and soon came to the narrow valley.

The valley road, which cuts less than three meters, is usually enough in the countryside.

But at this time, two teams met head-on.

From the outside of the valley to the inside of the valley, more than a dozen cars covered in red and colorful colors almost filled half of the valley road.

In the other direction, a black coffin supported by dragon bars was placed in the middle of the valley road.

Between the two sides, there are several people in festive clothes with red flowers hanging on their chests.

On the other side, there was a fierce quarrel with several people in white filial piety.

Someone had his left hand on his hip, and his right hand pointed forward, cursing constantly.

I saw the spittle flying from both sides, mixed with all kinds of obscenities.

The atmosphere at the scene seemed very tense, and after the development continues and loses its final sanity, more intense conflicts are likely to erupt.

"The little fairy is here!"

Just then, a loud shout sounded.

It was the villager who went up the mountain to ask Zhang Pingan to come down the mountain just now.

After the voice sounded, both sides who were still jumping and preparing to make a move stopped.

Everyone on both sides looked over there at the same time.

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Pingan walked slowly to the center of the two sides.

That short figure was directly overwhelmed by a group of adults.

Liu Yue and Lin Meng managed to squeeze through the crowd and found a better shooting angle.

Seeing Zhang Ping'an coming, a woman wearing a red flower and a crimson dress spoke quickly.

"Little fairy, you are here, you must be the master for us!"

"Today is my son's big day. The day has been set long ago. He was happy, but this happened!"

"They are doing trivial things, why should we let us get out of the way, my son will only get married once in his life!"

The woman's voice was high-pitched, confiding to Zhang Ping'an.

"Look at what you said, if your son gets married once, can my dad survive and walk away again?"

"Besides, your son is still so young, it's not certain what will happen in the future."

"It's my father. You can make him come back alive before leaving. I thank you eight generations of ancestors!"

Seeing the middle-aged woman's exit, the son of the funeral funeral hastily raised a rebuttal unconvinced.

(End of this chapter)