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Chapter 782

Chapter 782

I nodded, called Douyazi Xiaoxuan and went out.

On the way to the canteen to buy things, I was worried. Dou Sprout seemed to have forgotten what happened last night. He teased Xiaoxuan: "Hey, why are you dressed like this?"

Xiaoxuan is wearing thick stockings and denim shorts today. Although Xiaoxuan is not tall, she has good proportions and her legs are in good shape.

"What I wear has nothing to do with you? Do you think I'm the same as you men? I don't wear a different style three hundred and sixty-five days a year." Xiaoxuan replied.

Douyazai said, "Fengzi, she said we are the same."

I looked down at the jeans I was wearing. I bought five pairs of these pants at the time. Indeed, it seems that I have been wearing this style of jeans for more than half a year without changing them. The knees have turned white after washing.

Dou Sprout whistled and said with a sideways glance, "Who are you showing your legs to? It's insulting to gentlemen."

"Can you say that again?"

"I just said, it's insulting to politeness, what's wrong?"

Xiaoxuan's face turned dark. She suddenly took out a dagger from her down jacket pocket and stabbed the bean sprouts with it. The bean sprouts were so frightened that they ran away.

The canteen in the village is not big but has a lot of things on display. When I entered the house, I saw two children tearing up spicy strips and eating them. These bulk spicy strips cost only a dime a piece.

"Boss, what instant noodles do you have here?" I asked.

"Let me take a look. There are six items, 100 for a well-off family, one wheat, and a few bags of Master Kong. Which one do you want to buy?"

"Do you have the whole box?" I asked.

"There are full boxes at 6-chome, so you can get 6 cents per bag for the box."

I took out the money and was about to pay the bill. Just then, two eldest sisters from the village came in and said, "Quick, Lao Xiumei, give me five handfuls of incense. I'm getting three 1,000-shot firecrackers for going to the temple. Yapo is the one who's going to the temple this time."

We need to get serious."

When they heard that it was for the temple, the boss didn't dare to ask for money. They took the things and put them in the baskets and left in a hurry.

I dropped the fifty yuan and said I would keep the instant noodles and come back later to get them, and followed him.

In the afternoon, preparations began. If something was not available in the village, some people would go to the county to buy it. If something was not available in the county, they would go to the city to buy it. Almost the entire village was gathering their strength to hold a sacrificial event.

I originally thought that the hunchbacked Yapo was an old goddess. There are such people almost everywhere. They only mutter a few words and burn some paper money.

But I didn't expect that the formation would be so big and more grand than the Chaoshan people's clan sacrifices.

Such a small village has such a grand temple ceremony, which will be shocking to anyone who sees it. I feel it may be a sacrificial style left over from ancient times.

From the pond, extending to the entrance of Guizailing, a solid yellow flag is inserted every one meter.

The path in the middle is kept spotless, and when the wind blows, these big yellow flags flutter in the wind and make a hunting sound.

There are two altars in total.

At the entrance of Guizailing, four large tables are put together and covered with bright yellow cloth. On the table are placed three main items, four large items, and six small items similar to those used for setting up altars for Taoist gates.

Three main parts: pig head, cow head, sheep head.

Four major items: four piles of yellow paper, four sacrificial towels, five fragrant flowers and five vegetables, and clean wine.

Six small items: white sugar, red meat, preserved fruits, dried dates, fungus, and tea noodles.

The offerings were abundant and covered with yellow cloth, with a large incense burner placed on top, and three strings as thick as chopsticks seemed to be inserted into the incense burner.

Green smoke curled up and drifted in the air.

The hunchbacked Yapo changed into a very old yellow-robed Taoist uniform, and her white hair was combed up in a knot.

She was stooped and leaning on a cane, walking forward step by step.


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