We followed the silly man to the dirt road in the village, and saw many villagers coming out of each house.
※Gathering in one direction with friends and companions, everyone has a happy look on their faces. It seems that the "village head" that the silly guy talks about has a really high prestige among the local people.
We walked forward with the villagers, and finally saw an old man surrounded by a large group of children when we were almost at the entrance of the village: this old man must be the village head.
I didn't rush to get close, just watched from behind the crowd.
The old man known as the village head looks to be in his seventies, leaning on a crooked wooden cane, slightly hunchbacked, neither fat nor thin, wearing a dusty gray cloth robe with a hood Down, revealing a head of almost white hair.
The old man's eye sockets are deep, his face is full of wrinkles, and he still has the characteristic leaden gray of the skin of the elderly, but he looks very good, and his sunken eyes are also full of energy, and his eyes seem to carry the old man of this age. The unique calmness and open-mindedness of people.
The old village head was surrounded by a group of children, and the robe on his body was also black and white by the gang of children in the village, but he didn't seem to be annoyed at all. Instead, he opened the wide front of the robe and looked from inside. Grab the rough candy lumps by the handful and distribute them to the dolls. When he smiled, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together. The old man was very angry: "There are all of them, all of them! Don't grab them, good boy Don't grab it! LuAnn! Take care of the children younger than you."
The adults in the village formed a circle in tacit understanding nearby, no one went up to steal the limelight from the children, and everyone watched the children making a fuss with a cheerful expression. The children who had received the candies finally dispersed, and some He ran to his parents and received a slap that was neither light nor heavy: it was a lesson to them not to tear the village chief's clothes, and then a group of brats ran away grabbing candies.
The villagers greeted the village chief, and young people who were impatient or who liked to join in the fun hopped behind and asked what was going on in the big city.
The old village head happily responded one by one, then he raised his head, and saw the most conspicuous stupid big man at a glance... No way, the stupid big man stood in the crowd like an iron tower, no matter how long, wide or high he was, he was bigger than others After two numbers, the old village chief saw him standing at the back of the crowd, and shouted loudly: "You idiot! Why don't you squeeze forward this time! Usually you have to run several times with your arms to fight against the crowd!" The one at the front, is your sex changed today?" People stepped aside one after another, and a road opened up between the big idiot and the village chief.
The former scratched his hair, and replied in a rough voice: "Hey, I'm leading distinguished guests, I can't make things difficult for them."
"Ah, there are guests!" The old man came over in two or three steps.
He looks like a young man with agility. He looked at us in surprise, with doubts in his eyes, "These guests are dressed strangely, where are they from? Oh, I am the village chief of Pine Forest Village, Keto.
How many of you just came here these two days? "I hurriedly nodded to the old man.
Just as he was about to introduce himself, the stupid big man introduced him loudly: "The distinguished guests are all from the imperial capital, and Chen is a wandering scholar, a learned person.
The others are his family members—but I didn’t remember the names..." Then I realized that the idiot almost forgot all of our names overnight! He only remembered one word of my name... "Emperor Capital? A trace of doubt flashed across the face of the old village chief, and then he looked at our clothes. Lin Xue reacted very quickly, and immediately took half a step forward and explained with a smile: "Our hometown is the imperial capital.
But it's been a long time since I left there, and I've been traveling all over the world.
This is just back from a remote place in the south, you see the clothes we are wearing are brought from there. "
"Oh—" The old village head is of course smarter than the idiot, but his knowledge is obviously limited to ordinary people, so he nodded suddenly, "No wonder.
However, these clothes are not ordinary people at first glance, and the clothes on this girl are more like the young lady of some noble family. "
I can still see the doubt in his eyes. The implication of the last sentence is: looking like a young lady of a noble family, she is naturally not like a traveler who goes out to travel.
As the head of a village, the old man still subconsciously had some misgivings about us people in strange costumes.
The old village chief was referring to Bingtis—the only one among the girls around me who wore a long dress.
Qianqian was wearing a casual outfit, while Lin Xue was wearing jeans and a fleece jacket. Although in the eyes of the locals, they were all high-end clothes that were unknown and gorgeous, but at least they didn’t seem to affect the activities. Only Bingtis continued to do his own thing Wearing her gorgeous dress and long skirt, she doesn't look like the Lord who travels around the world.
In fact, the clothes of Bingtis have always been the biggest hidden danger when I fool people around and say that I am a wandering scholar: because except for people who live in martial arts movies and Gongdou dramas, it is hard for ordinary people to believe that a normal girl can wear it. Skirts below the ankle can walk like flying in the barren mountains and mountains, let alone travel around the world in this skirt: Normally speaking, Bingtis’s dress is only suitable for finding a castle that is more than a hundred years old, and there are thousands of demeanors in it. Shake, you can’t walk 20 meters in five minutes, and occasionally go to the tower of the castle to look at the wheat fields outside, waiting for the literary youth to play the guitar below or the prostitute youth to set up a ladder to hook yourself up—but you think this plot is similar to Is there anything compatible with Ice Master? Although I know very well that Bingtis can indeed walk like flying in any environment in this dress, and she can even destroy the world by swinging bricks in this dress... But I can't let Bing Tees just let someone question this matter. Is my sister performing an evening dress mountain run? I think it's quite interesting, but it's easy to cause Sister Bing to violently hurt others and she will definitely beat me up first... Bingtis looked down at the aristocratic clothes she was wearing, and first smiled proudly at me , flaunting that she has "noble temperament", then pinched a fireball in the air, and explained to the village chief after causing a small commotion: "I am a senior conjurer, and wearing a magic robe is a professional requirement. This is the need for burning buns..." The second half of her sentence obviously lacked aristocratic temperament, but it seemed that no one paid attention to her temperament: everyone was shocked by the fireball in her hand, and the old village chief subconsciously bent over, Full of respect: "So you are a magician, no wonder."
"The louse who was released yesterday got some information," Bingtis explained in the spiritual connection, "basically understands the dressing habits of people in this world and the characteristics of different classes and occupations, and I will tell you slowly when I have time."
I nodded imperceptibly.
I thought to myself that this female hooligan is really reliable in critical moments.
In fact, the dress refitted from her evening dress is quite suitable for everyday wear, and it looks a bit like a lady's aristocrat to those who don't know the truth: this female rascal is a good girl just by looking at her back when she is not talking .
It's just that in this world, things like dresses and long skirts still seem too "out of the working class". Performing evening dress and running away... "Village chief, I beat the big guy yesterday, let's eat bear meat at noon today," the stupid big man said to what happened just now.
He didn't even feel the instant fireball just now. Seeing that no one was talking, he quickly said, "The priest should have been waiting in the square."
"Oh, the big fool is really capable," the village head responded.
Putting on that happy smile again, he warmly invited us, "Several guests come quickly, this is a custom in our village—the two little girls also come, and the stewed meat is so rotten that even children can eat it."
Pandora silently saved her anger bar with a dull expression, while Viska jumped up bluffing: "I'm not a child! I'm older than you!" Who would believe it, it's better if this girl doesn't say anything.
As soon as she jumped up, everyone around looked at this little girl who was only 1.2 meters and was overjoyed. The truth that Viska said just now was directly regarded as childish nonsense.
If this was on a battlefield or in an enemy-occupied area, blood would flow in a radius of a hundred miles within two seconds. Pandora and Viska could team up to blast all the primates within the range to below 1.2 meters.
But the two of them knew that this place should not be messed around, so Viska and Pandora began to save anger bars silently... The old village head Keto smiled gently at the Pandora sisters, and his eyes stayed on us for a moment. But it is meaningful.
Then he leaned on crutches and walked towards the square surrounded by a group of villagers. The stupid big man greeted us and followed.
I scratched my hair: what did his last look mean? Anyway, we also want to hurry up and see who the so-called priest is.
By the way, to see if he could understand the details of the church and the belief of the goddess, they followed the crowd and headed towards the square. Lin Xue deliberately slowed down and walked behind me, and suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Ah Jun Do you feel that the old village head was hesitant to speak when he took one last look at us just now?" "I see," I nodded incredulously, "as if he had some concerns about us, or he had something to say. The villagers said, but didn't say it in front of us."
I just don’t understand what the old village chief’s concerns are: if we still think that the identities of our group of strangers who suddenly appeared are suspicious, or if we are curious about our strange costumes, it’s a bit unreasonable—hasn’t Bingtis found a reasonable explanation? Besides, if the old village head is an old spy who guards a secret base, it’s okay to say that this kind of person is born with an occupational disease of doubting everything. If a fly flies by in front of him, if it is a little bigger, they will hurry to shoot it and see. Is it a camera or something, but how can the head of such a small mountain village be so vigilant? From the outside, the old man is just the simplest kind of country old man. He is respected by the villagers as a leader because of his high morals. The villagers are well-informed and thoughtful, and it is not reflected in hostility to the outside world. In theory, there is no need to be so wary of a few strangers passing by.
"This village seems to have a very simple folk style, and after getting in touch with the locals, I can confirm that the hospitality here is really prevalent." Bingtis also came over to talk about his observation results, "We have fought with many people since yesterday. Greeted, so the possibility that this village has always been repulsive to outsiders can basically be ruled out.
In other words, the village chief's doubts about us are not because of our status as 'strangers', but may be because of some other aspects. Maybe we are lying on the ground. "
The female hooligan said so, but she didn't care at all in her tone. In fact, none of us cared—to everyone, this is a trivial matter that is not very important. We didn't come here just to eat in such a small village. , Everyone has a heavy responsibility on their shoulders. Compared with world peace, how big is this current situation? We're just guessing here and there, out of nowhere.
"Did you see something?" At this time, I suddenly realized that Lin Xue hadn't expressed much opinion. She was a prophet with the team. She came here as a strategy book except to seek good fortune and avoid evil. How can she not speak at this time.
"It's actually a small problem.
Don't worry about it," the eldest lady said without thinking, "everything will go smoothly, and it won't be too late for me to come to give advice when something goes wrong.
I only have one thing to say in advance: seeing is not believing, don't be fooled by first impressions, and don't be fooled by second impressions. "
The Prophet's reminder is still as always... I don't understand it, but she told us not to act impulsively, and analyze it calmly when we encounter a situation. I understand it.
At this time, we have come to the square in the village. This open space that enshrines the statue of the goddess seems to have many functions here.
It is not only a "religious place", but also a meeting place for various activities, and it is also an open-air restaurant when the village has dinner according to the custom.
At this time, the square has been set up, large and small wooden tables and chairs and stools of various shapes are distributed on the field in an almost random manner, and a group of young people are running back and forth to carry more tables, chairs and household items from a distance Come here: It seems that not everyone has gone to meet the village chief.
There are also many people who stayed behind to arrange things for the party, which should also follow some kind of rules.
I see that there are all kinds of tables and chairs, most of which have traces of hand-made, and there is even a solid log pier directly on the ground as a stool, which must have come from various households.
The stupid big man is the one who contributes the most here: the prey is what he catches, and of course he doesn't need to provide anything, but I guess no one will use it even if he provides it-this big man has nothing at home.
After searching the whole house, there were only three wooden chairs, and the rest that could be used as stools were the pile of stone blocks in the yard, each half a ton smaller, and he and the boys who were responsible for moving the tables and chairs did not have any revenge for killing their father... " Aww... Ah Jun Ah Jun.
Why do I remember that the temple fair is coming? Qianqian happily ran around among the large table, chairs and crowd, and when she came back, her face was flushed with excitement, she danced and shouted to me, "It's so lively!" When I was a child, I went to a temple fair in the countryside.
I haven't seen you since junior high school~! "I also feel that the battle in front of me is a bit like a temple fair (of course the scale is definitely not enough, it's just the atmosphere).
It is really difficult to connect the scene with the sect of a certain goddess in the Star Territory, and of course it is even more difficult to connect with the "Sacrament".
In fact, this sect may also be high-end and western in places like the imperial capital. Before eating, there must be an old man in a god robe standing in front of the crowd to give a five-minute thought report to the crowd, and then all dining people have to bow their heads and talk to God for five minutes. At the end of the thought report, I have to say "Praise my Lord" to the goddess in a neat way. The implication is to say to the goddess "I will eat first, you can do whatever you want", and then have five minutes of thinking with the goddess after eating. Report or dining experience: Anyway, I guess places like religious centers should be serious like this.
However, in this small pine forest village, everything is simplified to the scene in front of our eyes: a group of children and a Qianqian running wildly among the crowd of tables and chairs, and the villagers are happily doing their homework while sitting down casually, calling friends There was a lot of voices from the companions, and people kept taking out rough wine or dim sum made by various families and putting them on the table.
And in the middle of the square, in front of the goddess statue, an unprecedentedly huge pot has been set up. The thick soup inside is boiling, and the smell of meat is overflowing. A black and fat man with a priest's robe tied around his waist as an apron is using a shovel to squeeze into the cauldron. Stir, this uncle still has a golden goddess badge hanging around his neck. While stewing meat, he held a book that looked like a Bible and muttered: "Thank the goddess for the food! Thank the goddess for the peace! Thank the goddess for the peppercorns!" There is still an old soup base... Jon! Chop up the remaining half of the bear's paw and throw it into the pot—thank the goddess for the bear's paw! Goddess, I put too much salt in tm..." Me: "..." Bingtis was dumbfounded Looking at the big black man who used the priest's robe as an apron, wiped his hands on the robe, and changed the words of the Bible casually, he muttered to himself: "... this is the priest in the village?" I may not be able to find out much - the Bible in his hand may not have been read carefully, I might as well steal his book if I ask him for advice on the legend of the goddess... Lin Xue grabbed Bingtis's arm, and her face was a little dumbfounded I also couldn't help but laugh: "Then what, sister Bing, don't take it too seriously. After all, this is a religion created with a USB drive as the core. Their teachings are definitely not in line with the star field..." Missy wanted to calm down Sister Bing Come down, to prevent her from killing that black uncle in front of the god statue on the spot to be majestic in the star field, but the next sentence of Sister Bing was beyond everyone's expectations: "This believer is too much for my concubine! I used to have a pope with him The temperament is almost exactly the same—it’s a pity that the child died of old age when the concubine was sealed, and I haven’t met such a compatible believer in the past two years..." Me: "..." This is understood, Sister Bing’s standard for recruiting believers is Temperament is almost enough, I peeked at the high-spirited female hooligan, trying to figure out what kind of pope she had to be in order to make this hooligan leader feel very appetizing, and finally came to a conclusion: Sister Bing's status is high enough. In any church with a normal view, it probably belongs to those who are dragged out of the church and killed on the spot, which is considered beneficial to the country and the people... But I looked around again, looking at the happy children and smiling villagers, as well as the one who was still talking about homework. Uncle Hei, who also babbled with the goddess statue, and complained in three prayers, suddenly felt that such a believer might not be bad: that maverick "priest" may not be very educated, but I believe he has a deep understanding of his beliefs. Goddesses are sincere.
Bingtis seemed to sense what I was thinking, and said leisurely: "A believer who prostrates in front of the statue and prays day and night in fear may not be sincere. He may have a guilty conscience or may have selfish desires and desires, but a The believers who sat in front of the statue and babbled and complained to the statue for a long time about any grievances were absolutely sincere. I prefer to treat the second type of believers as children.
But sometimes they are too disturbed, and the concubine also sends an avatar to jump out of the idol and slap them: how grown up are you still crying in the confession room..." I opened my mouth and said nothing: it's hard to imagine that time What kind of people are there in the Sister Bing Sect!〖Book Network∷Update∷No pop-up window∷Pure text∷www.〗RT