That afternoon, Xiao Chen prepared to go to the Miao village with Sang and Mo Xiaowan.
However, the people in the Miao village were very enthusiastic and allowed Xiao Chen to participate in their Torch Festival ceremony before leaving.
The Torch Festival is today. It is originally a very grand festival for the Miao and other ethnic minorities. It is held every year on the 24th of the sixth lunar month.
If this had not happened to the Miao Village recently, Xitang Miao Village would have prepared sumptuous food and celebrated the annual Torch Festival just like the Chinese New Year.
"Mr. Xiao, don't worry, let's leave tonight." Chief Long and his wife said.
In that case, Xiao Chen will stay for now.
At dinner time, each family did not eat at home. They originally ate in front of the Miao Village ancestral hall. However, because of what happened just now, they felt unlucky, so they moved to the foot of the mountain.
Now the Miao villagers, men, women and children, all dressed in Miao village costumes, singing and dancing, are celebrating around the torch.
This activity didn't end until after ten o'clock in the evening.
Because the road outside was difficult, Xiao Chen did not leave tonight.
Therefore, we can only stay at the home of Chief Long.
"Chief, the Feng Shui on that northern slope is not very good. I suggest that Xitang Miao Village should not bury their ancestors there in the future."
Does that place have bad feng shui?
Originally, before Xiao Chen left, he wanted to remind Chief Long.
However, he has not left yet.
"Mr. Xiao, when our ancestors came here, the Feng Shui master had already seen it and the Feng Shui there was very good."
"It was like that back then, but it has since been destroyed."
Has it been vandalized?
When did this happen again?
This made Chief Long even more strange.
At that time, our ancestors said that if their ancestors were buried in that area, many wealthy officials would be born in the future generations. However, in fact, there was no such thing. Especially in these years, Xitang Miao Village is still so poor, and there has been no birth in the village for a long time.
Just like a college student.
Under such circumstances, how could Xitang Miao Village be changed?
If a place wants to be changed, there is no doubt that reading will play a very important role.
However, in recent years, there has not been a single college student, so there must be something wrong.
"Plus
Yes, this time the gatekeeper ruined the Feng Shui there, so I suggest that the bones there be reburied elsewhere, which may change the Feng Shui situation in your village."
After hearing what Xiao Chen said, Chief Long wrote it down.
Early the next morning.
After Xiao Chen and Sang got up, Chief Long's wife prepared breakfast. After Xiao Chen finished breakfast, he prepared to leave on a motorcycle with the two women.
Chief Long, his wife and others personally sent Xiao Chen and the others down to the foot of the mountain and even to the entrance of the village.
There weren't many other valuable things in Xitang Miao Village, but this time Xiao Chen came and helped them a lot, especially saving the villagers who were poisoned by the poison.
These villagers had nothing to offer in return, so they could only give Xiao Chen some local specialties.
Originally Xiao Chen didn't want to take it, but now that these Miao villagers were so enthusiastic, Xiao Chen could only take it and tie it to the motorcycle.
After the two women got into the car, Xiao Chen rode back the same way. Xiao Chen planned to go back to the town first and then go to another Miao village where the accident happened.
However, Xiao Chen found that it was very foggy on the road today.
It's seven or eight o'clock now. In Xiao Chen's opinion, with this weather, the fog should have dispersed. Why is there still such a heavy fog?
Xiao Chen turned on the fog lights of his motorcycle, but he still couldn't see very clearly, so he could only see with clairvoyance.
However, if you use clairvoyance to see the road, your eyes will hurt over time.
Xiao Chen knew that he could only get out of the car first and wait for the heavy fog on the road to clear before he and the two girls went back.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen, Sang, and Mo Xiaowan all felt a gust of sinister wind.
Why is there such wind?
When Xiao Chen hurriedly put down his motorcycle and pulled the two women aside, Xiao Chen and the three of them heard the sound of gongs and drums.
There was a group of people in the fog, wearing black clothes. On the other side, where Xiao Chen just came out of the Xitang Miao Village on his motorcycle, he also saw a group of people. These people were wearing red clothes, and there were a few more.
One person was carrying a delicate child.
What's this?
How could that happen?
Why are there these things on this mountain road?
Both Sang and Mo Xiaowan were very scared.
Especially Mo Xiaowan, she felt like she had a sense of fear from the bottom of her heart.
"Close your eyes.
"Xiao Chen looked at the two women and said.
Sang and Mo Xiaowan closed their eyes, and Xiao Chen held them. Both Sang and Mo Xiaowan shrank their heads in Xiao Chen's arms.
When Xiao Chen looked over and found that the people on both sides were getting closer and closer, he finally saw it.
These don't seem to be living people, but paper figures.
But when you look at it from a distance, it looks like a living person.
In fact, these are all paper figures, including the horses, and Jiaozi are all paper figures, but from a distance, they look like real people.
What exactly is this scene doing?
Soon, Xiao Chen saw the Jiaozi stop, and a paper figure wearing a red hijab got off the Jiaozi while being supported by two other paper figures.
Xiao Chen took a look with his clairvoyant eyes and felt that the face of the paper man with the red hijab seemed a bit familiar.
Could this be it again?
The two parties were handed over in the same manner, and then they were sent to the paper horse, and were supported and left by the paper people wearing black clothes.
The sound of gongs and drums was slowly disappearing, but just now Xiao Chen seemed to have noticed that the paper man with the red hijab glanced at him.
When the sound became smaller and smaller, and finally could not be heard, when Xiao Chen looked around again, the white mist around him had dissipated, and except for the trees and bamboo groves on both sides of the mountain road, almost nothing could be seen.
Nothing less.
The scene just now was like a dream, like an illusion, but Xiao Chen, Sang, and Mo Xiaowan could all see it clearly.
Xiao Chen felt very strange looking at it.
This is like Yin soldiers borrowing a way, but it doesn't look like it.
"Xiao Chen, what happened just now?"
Now when Sang and Mo Xiaowan opened their eyes, they felt that the sinister wind had dissipated and the white mist was no longer around them. But for some reason, the two women still felt a little scared when they looked at the road in front and behind.
"I'm not very clear either." This was the first time Xiao Chen encountered this situation.
He doesn't even know what's going on?
Now hold on to the motorcycle on the ground, and then ride the two women away from here, heading back to the nearby town.
When we returned to the nearby town, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning. We first went to the nearby town to have lunch, and then we went to another Miao village where there was an accident as Sang said.