Wu Yugang listened to his senior brother's words and knew that he had good intentions for him. It was unusual for this senior brother who he hadn't seen for a long time to be so kind, but it was also rare for him to experience this. What friend would do this? Even if they were brothers, who would tell someone something difficult to say and use it to educate someone they had just met!
At this time, Wu Yugang was like falling into a fog, and it was difficult to understand what these people were about to do. He secretly checked his body and suddenly saw white mist spreading, with golden dots shining in between. This white color was also the rare spiritual energy of the cultivators, which had entered a rare realm in the world. As long as it was integrated with his own energy, he would make great progress.
After a detailed examination, he found that he had suddenly had so much spiritual energy rushing into his body. It was rare, and how could he not be happy. Wu Yugang said to his senior brother, "Thanks to your guidance, I think I have learned something. In such a fairyland-like environment, my cultivation will definitely improve. It's just that I haven't had the opportunity yet. If I have the chance, I will definitely appreciate your style!"
Wuyazi laughed and said, "Hahaha, I had the same idea. You are making me anxious! But if I don't let you understand the meaning of things happening in a foreign land, how can you have such a good harvest?" The senior brother really wanted to know the changes in Wu Yuguang's body, and said to his junior brother insincerely.
Suddenly, the sound of clapping came from the front. Looking from afar, I saw a group of young men and women dancing in front of a tall bamboo building not far ahead. Under their feet were several feet long bamboo poles. Several people held the bamboo poles in their hands and beat out the rhythm. People were jumping happily among the bamboo poles.
"This is where I live, and these people are here to welcome guests. This dance is called the bamboo pole dance, and people only dance it during major festivals or events. Young men have come from afar, and they are also distinguished guests, so how can we not welcome them! Come in!" The old village chief said politely to the two guests.
Wu Yugang thought to himself, since I am a distinguished guest, why do you still greet me with such hurtful etiquette? I wonder what new tricks they will come up with to torture me now. It is really hard to understand. It seems that they are dancing here all the time, and they love life so much. But there are many ways to torture people. Otherwise, how can the people here be so smart!
No wonder this place is called the Demonic Land. Even this cleverness makes people jealous. How can mortals who envy and hate this place not hate this place! Even the emperor would not have such a clever mind, otherwise, he would not call this place a place where the demon cult is rampant and strangle it. These etiquette and culture are the embodiment of rare wisdom and intelligence, which are rare in the densely populated areas of the north. If it lasts forever and develops together, I wonder how much more progress it will make!
When you come to the bamboo building, the sound of bamboo poles beating becomes more lively and cheerful. The bamboo poles in the hands of those people are sometimes above their heads and sometimes on the ground. The dancers jump nimbly among them without being hurt by the bamboo poles, which is also a rare skill. The cheerful atmosphere makes people feel happy physically and mentally. People are intoxicated by the cheerful rhythm from heart to body, and always want to try it out.
The village chief said to the two brothers who were in a joyful atmosphere: "Heroes! Do you also want to feel the joy of this dance? If you don't mind, you can give it a try. You can also feel this exotic style more deeply!"
Hearing the words of the village chief, Wu Yugang smiled and did not participate. Because he knew the intentions of the two people, they wanted to gain some enlightenment through this kind of etiquette, which would benefit their body and mind, and they really had good intentions.
Wuyazi looked at the smiling Wu Yugang and understood what he meant. He said to the village chief, "No need! We are all cultivators, so it's better for us to stay away from activities involving love between children!"
The three of them walked through the dancing crowd and came to the bamboo building. Someone had already prepared a banquet. Although the food on the bamboo table was not very sumptuous, it was a vegetarian delicacy.
The old village chief filled the two people's glasses with wine and said, "You two have come from a long way, so I only have water and wine to show my respect. This Kusang wine is for you guests from afar! Please!"
Wu Yugang saw the slightly yellow liquid in the wine glass in his hand, which exuded a refreshing aroma. The lightness made people feel refreshed. When he drank it, he tasted a faint bitter taste, just like the bitterness of the world. After it went down his stomach, he felt relaxed and happy. Although it was not as good as the wine of the immortals, its light and long aftertaste was considered a rare top-grade wine in the world.
"Good wine! My old friend is still so polite. There hasn't been the slightest change!" Wuyazi said to the old village chief.
The old village chief responded politely, "Since you call us old friends, we won't be polite, but we can't neglect this guest who has come from afar." Then he turned to look at Wu Yugang, "Young man, don't be polite, you are home now. If you have any questions, just tell me!"
Wu Yugang looked at the polite village chief and said, "Then I won't be polite. It's just that the customs here are hard to accept. I don't understand them. And those folk songs seem to be soul-stirring. I don't understand the language here. I hope the old man can explain it to me!"
The old village chief looked at Wuyazi and smiled, "In fact, the customs here are the result of history. People do this to protect themselves, not just for personal reasons. And those folk songs are mostly about the love affairs of young men and women, so people feel this way! This place is very humane, but there are bad people everywhere, and self-protection is inevitable. Who would protect themselves without knowing the truth?"
Wu Yugang nodded silently, understanding the old man's meaning, and felt that the reason behind this was indeed unusual.
"This place belonged to the Chu territory in ancient times. Think about the culture of the Chu State. Qu Yuan was a decent man, but he was framed. Gentlemen are inevitably framed by treacherous villains. Xianshengjun used this etiquette to educate the common people to protect themselves." The old village owner said, "The Qujialing on the ancient Tea Horse Road is the footprint of our ancestors. With such a saint who is dedicated to the people, how can this place not have simple folk customs and profound cultural heritage! This place attaches great importance to human relationships. Compared with the Central Plains, those worldly affairs are much clearer."
Wu Yugang listened to the words of the village chief and thought: So that's how it is. Think about how brave Qu Yuan was, but he was harmed by a traitor. Only the digital ancient poems are left to convey his spirit. How stupid was King Huai of Chu, he actually listened to the words of treacherous people and persecuted loyal people, which is really hateful. This place has the legacy of Qu Yuan, but it is called a place where sorcery is rampant. Isn't the so-called moderation in the Central Plains, the vulgar behavior of making people conform to education, not sorcery! There are good people and bad people everywhere, how can they be called sorcerers here!
The old village chief looked at Wu Yugang, who said nothing but had a heroic look between his eyebrows, and he knew what he meant. He said, "Young man! The truth of good and evil lies in people's hearts, and there is no such thing as a blanket statement. If you understand this, then our efforts will not be in vain!"
Wuyazi nodded and looked at this old friend who was as close to him as a brother with admiration, feeling extremely relieved. He was also extremely worried about Wu Yugang. What if he couldn't withdraw his intention despite his painstaking efforts? (To be continued)