My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

Chapter 12 Worship the mountain god, worship the mountain spirit, and become a mountain walker!
Drip and pull~
Drip and pull~
Accompanied by bursts of suona and gong beating, Zhang Hao quickened his pace, trying to rush over before the funeral procession reached the foot of the mountain.

Going up the mountain today, you must not make any mistakes.

Anyway, it was the first day of hiking.

He turned his head while running, sometimes watching the speed of the funeral procession, sometimes avoiding stones and potholes on the muddy path.

And Zhang Hao stepped on the straw sandals, he couldn't run fast, and he was a little impatient in his heart.

And he is at least nearly 1000 meters away from the foot of the mountain. He needs to follow the path in front of him, bypass a row of houses, and reach the foot of the mountain by nearly half of the village.

There is no way to shorten the distance, because there is a river in the middle.

It is not a good sign for a mountain walker to walk in the water before walking the mountain.

[Walking mountains and encountering water is auspicious, and encountering water before is bad luck]

He has always strictly abided by the things mentioned in these ancient books, for fear of any omissions.

However, the funeral procession was nearly half as far apart.

Fortunately, the funeral procession is not fast, because the family members behind the coffin have to be considered.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain with the fastest speed, Zhang Hao half bowed his body and panted heavily.

I have to say that the exercise in the past few days has achieved some results.

If it was the previous body, let alone running so far, he would stop and rest halfway through the run.

Raising his head, squinting his eyes, looking at the funeral procession that was about to arrive, Zhang Hao casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, and immediately took out something from the luggage behind him.

Gongguo, incense stand, standing incense, and red cloth and red rope.

These are all the things needed to worship the mountain gods, and the red cloth and red rope are even more necessary.

Although it is said that using red cloth and red rope in front of the funeral procession will conflict with each other, and it is easy to be disgusted by the family, but Zhang Hao really has nothing to do, as it is explained in the ancient books, what can he do.

He immediately spread the red cloth on the ground, set up the incense stand, arranged the tribute fruits according to the method recorded in the ancient books, lit two thin sticks and one thick stick, and inserted three sticks of incense into the incense stand.

The thick incense stick in the middle is used to worship the mountain god, the thin incense stick on the left is used to worship the mountain spirit, and the thin incense stick on the right is used to protect oneself from returning home safely.

After finishing all this, Zhang Hao got up, first took two steps back, and bowed three times to the three sticks of incense sticks with white smoke, muttering something in his mouth.

"Today, Zhang Hao, the mountain-walker, got the true biography of Xu Xiake, the previous generation of mountain-walkers, and the true biography of the mountain-walkers of the past generations. He became a mountain-walker, walking a hundred mountains, stepping in the forest, looking for treasures, exploring the secrets of the mountains, looking forward to the blessing of the mountain god and the spirit of the mountain. Approved."

"The god of the mountain, the spirit of the mountain is above. Zhang Hao, the mountain walker, is here to prepare some tribute fruits. I hope you can accept them."

After praying three times, he straightened up, turned to face the direction of the mountain, and bowed three times respectfully.

Hearing that there was no disturbance and everything was as usual, Zhang Hao raised his head and looked at the mountain above his head without any fluctuations or abnormalities, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

After holding this ceremony and worshiping the mountain god and mountain spirit, it means that Zhang Hao has officially become a mountain walker.

It is recorded in ancient books, [To become a mountain walker, you need to worship the mountain gods and mountain spirits. If you are recognized, you will be successful. If the mountains and forests change, you will not be able to achieve it. 】

To put it simply, he is a real mountain walker only after he has been approved by the mountain god and the mountain spirit. If the mountain god and the mountain spirit do not approve, then the corresponding vision will appear on the mountain above his head, such as the strong wind in the mountain, Or wild beasts, making weird calls and so on.

However, judging from the current situation, none of those situations have occurred.

This also means that Zhang Hao has been recognized by the mountain god and mountain spirit, and has become a mountain walker.

After becoming a mountain walker, the next thing to do is to solve the funeral procession.

Drip and pull~
The sound of suona, beating of the gong, and the sound of mourning were getting closer and closer. He turned his head and saw that the funeral procession had come to a distance of less than 20 meters behind him.

Zhang Hao didn't dare to delay, he quickly came to the red cloth, knelt down on both knees, and bowed down to the incense stand.

"Today, Zhang Hao, a mountain walker, met a funeral in the village. This is a good omen. The mountain gods hear it, and the mountain spirits hear it. The good omen should return to the mountain forest and turn into a spirit in the mountain to protect the mountain forever..."

"Zhang Hao, the mountain walker, asks the mountain god to bless everything, and return safely."

As Zhang Hao muttered, more and more clear sounds of suona, beating of gongs, irregular footsteps, and heart-piercing cries came from his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that there were many people walking by on the small road in front of him, four of them had heavy footsteps, while the others' footsteps were light, and there was also the "creaking" sound of the coffin as it shook.

He never looked up, nor looked at the funeral procession.

recorded in the book.

[Worshiping the mountain god, you can't watch the funeral, and you can't say it to drive away bad luck. You need to sincerely ask for blessings to go along the mountain. 】

As long as the funeral procession passed in front of him, he didn't look or say anything, even if he escaped the catastrophe, the mountain god would bless his journey to the mountain with no accidents.

Hearing that the funeral procession seemed to have passed in front of him, the sound of the suona and the gong stopped, and the sad, heart-piercing cries were much weaker, as if they were going up the hill, Zhang Hao was nervous. Internally, this also relaxes a lot.

He straightened up slowly and looked towards the foot of the mountain.

It happened that many people stopped at the foot of the mountain, with strange eyes, complicated eyes, doubts, or deflated lips, pointing their direction.

"Isn't this old Zhangtou's son? What are you doing here? He even made a big red cloth. The old man Zhao is going to have a funeral today, and he still has a big red cloth here. This, this, what does this sound like."

"That is to say, it's fine if this kid doesn't help out, and he doesn't stay at home honestly. What is he planning to do?"

"Who knows, he has been idle all day long, and when he thinks about it, he will come out again and again. Maybe he is drunk again."

These people are people from the village who came to help. After the deceased and his family members go up the mountain, they, the villagers, don't have to go up the mountain. They can return to the host's house after a while to prepare the noon banquet.

Those words came to his ears as if they were clear and hazy, Zhang Hao blushed, and his eyes dodged aside.

Alas, it can't be blamed on these villagers who gossip, who made the impression he left on everyone before, that's it.

He forced himself to ignore those, grabbed the red rope that was placed at the side, unfolded it and placed it on the road that the funeral procession had just passed.

This is the final step of the ceremony, but also a crucial one.

This red rope should have been hung on a tree branch at the place where the mountain god is worshiped, for the protection of the mountain god.

But after encountering the funeral procession, this red rope needs to be placed on the road that the funeral procession passed by, and then the mountain hikers step over this red rope to enter the mountain. In this way, the bad luck can be completely dispelled. As for disturbing the mountain spirit after entering the mountain.

Before Zhang Hao put the red rope on the road.

A beautiful figure emerged from the crowd, wearing a plain, almost white blouse, with a black cloth hanging around her arms, her delicate and three-dimensional facial features were full of doubts, her apricot eyes shrunk slightly, and her high ponytail moved around Flick and flick.

It was Li Siyu.

(End of this chapter)