The two of them had fun in Nanjiang for three days.
On the fourth day, the two of them had just finished breakfast when they received a message from the housekeeper.
"Dear, the first Dragon Boat and Fish Basket Festival in Nanjiang opens today. There is a grand event to welcome the God of Wine and the God of Poseidon in the city. The hotel provides a shuttle bus that can take guests to welcome the God of Poseidon for free. If you two want to go, I can help
Are you interested in booking a ride?"
Han Panpan and Cheng Yan looked at the messages on their mobile phones with doubts in their eyes.
Welcome the Poseidon?
Dragon King?
"Maybe it's local custom?" Cheng Yan asked curiously.
"How about we join in the fun?" Han Panpan looked at his companion expectantly.
"Let's go!" Cheng Yan nodded firmly.
Soon, the housekeeper sent the time and location of the drive.
By the time Cheng Hong and Han Panfan finished packing and came to the hotel to pick up the bus, the bus was already full of people.
The two of them climbed the steps and finally found a seat in the last row.
"Didn't the housekeeper say that there is a God of Dionysus and a God of Poseidon? Why do we go to meet the God of Poseidon but not the God of Dionysus?" Han Panpan said in a low voice.
Cheng Yan: "I don't know either, as long as we are not kidnapped and trafficked."
Han Panpan: "Yes, as long as you don't lose it."
With a beautiful and pure vision in mind, the two of them first took photos with their mobile phones in the car, then refreshed their phones, and then fell asleep in the car.
I don't know how long they slept. When the driver shouted "We're there" in the car, the two of them opened their eyes in confusion.
After getting out of the car and looking at the small green mountain in front of them, the two of them were dumbfounded.
This is almost a suburb of Nanjiang. There are no high-rise buildings around, only small old courtyards.
The car parked in front of a large courtyard door. The door was mottled and old. The red lacquered wood showed the original pulp color, and there were small vertical cracks on it. The door panel was fastened with a lotus-shaped iron copper ring. The copper ring
There is rust on it, I don't know how many years it has been there.
The high walls on both sides glowed coldly in the mist of the green mountains, like an ancestral hall or a temple. In short, I couldn't tell what they were, and they looked eerie.
The two people bravely came to the front of the team, curious to see how to greet the Poseidon.
At this moment, an extremely loud suona sound came from the courtyard door, and the ancient courtyard door slowly opened from the inside out.
The courtyard was huge, with a tall gate, a wide pavilion, three corridors and three doors. Facing the courtyard was a large house. There were no lights in the door, only candles flickering and burning. There seemed to be figures moving around inside.
The most eye-catching thing is the half-person-high drum standing in front of the house.
The drum looked like it had been used for an unknown number of years. The drum head exposed on the edge was shiny with oil from years of beating. The drum body was painted with a pattern of a surging red sun in red, white and blue oil paint. The entire drum was placed
On a white stand with four legs and streamlined lines, drumsticks wrapped in red velvet are placed at both ends, as if they can't wait to be beaten.
"The auspicious time has come to welcome the God of the Sea!"
Following a loud man's shout, seven people with their faces painted, wearing soap clothes, long boots, and hats walked out of the house in a row.
These seven people wore completely different colors and held different objects in their hands.
The faces of the two people on the outermost side were painted with black and white ink. Except for the eyes, mouth, and chin, which were painted black, the rest of the face was covered with white paint. At first glance, they looked like strong men with thick beards. They wore soap clothes with green background and yellow stripes on their shoulders and thighs.
The position is covered with complicated surging floral decorations. He holds a six-inch thick brown drumhead in his left hand and a drumstick as wide as his index finger in his right hand. With each step forward, the drumstick moves in an extremely harmonious rhythm.
Hit the drum surface to produce a low and penetrating drum sound.
Next to the two "strong bearded men" who played the drums were two handsome young men with pink and white faces. The faces of these two handsome young men were also painted with white paint, and their pure yellow robes had no patterns, only on the waist.
There is a waistband tied between them. The red waistband is shaped like an ingot and hangs down to a yellow cloth that reaches the knees. The cloth is also painted with patterns of blue and white waves and pine wood. The two of them are holding golden gongs in their hands.
The sound was echoed by the drums nearby.
Next to Jun Housheng, there are two fierce-looking warriors dressed in black and wearing triangular crowns. These two warriors are dressed in black, with their shoulders, chest, and legs filled with white.
"Zigzag" pattern, waist, legs and cuffs are all red straps, black face and white eyebrows, blowing the suona in his hand, every step he takes, the suona gets louder, with a suppressed sound and a fierce sound.
With a sound, in the suona sound of these two people, the drums and gongs on both sides were all reduced to a match, but the thickness of the sound became more and more heart-wrenching. I don’t know how high-pitched the sound of this suona is.
To such an extent, the hearts of those who listened could not help but tremble violently.
Han Panpan and Cheng Yan unconsciously grabbed each other's sleeves with their hands, feeling that the dense suona sound made them almost breathless.
At this moment, the red-robed and bearded general in the middle of the seven walked to the big drum in front of the house, held the drumsticks in both hands, and struck the drum head!
In an instant, the sound of drums was like thunder and roaring, rushing in all directions like waves.
The excitement of the suona was completely broken, and all the tension just now was completely suppressed by the sound of the drum.
Looking up at the sky, the blue mist seemed to be shaken by the sound of Gu Ming. The light came out from under the clouds, only illuminating the blue square crown worn by the red-robed and bearded general, which was extremely dazzling!
Cheng Yan and Han Panpan stared at each other.
"Is the one in red robe playing the drum the God of the Sea?" Cheng Yan asked in a low voice.
"I don't think so. Looking at his red beard and clothes, I feel like the god of fire." Han Panpan said seriously.
"Fire Cloud Evil God?" Cheng Yan spoke subconsciously.
"Maybe it's Ace, the God of Fire." After Han Panpan finished speaking, Cheng Yan rolled her eyes fiercely and turned her over.