I make a thriller, it's God chasing and feeding

Chapter 88 [Wandering God]

"Om-"

"Buzzing—"

One after another, after the thundering drums, the sounds of Suona and Tongluo rang together.

Then, string after string of firecrackers hung on the iron frame were ignited, and the crackling sound was integrated into the music.

The pungent smell produced by phosphorus mixed with sulfuric acid spread out in front of the palace temple in Xiaxi Village in an instant, followed by old people in dark red robes and hats, walked into the palace temple, and began to burn incense and petition in front of the god statues one by one.

These people are called the 'elderly group', which was originally a custom in Chaocheng.

The association formed by some respected old people in the village is often responsible for civil mediation and sacrificial activities in the village.
Later, these cultures were also brought here by people who moved from Chaocheng, and integrated into some local villages.

At the same time, in the palace temple, people dressed in old clothes, with facial makeup, biting the tusks of wild boars, and dressed like samurai in dramas began to shake their heads as they beat the gong. From time to time, they would stand up and do some irregular movements.

This is part of asking God.

God, of course you won't really invite me here.

They are just implementing the rules left by their ancestors.

And when the priests stopped beating the gong in their hands, each of the warriors suddenly opened their eyes.

As if they had really descended from the gods, they all looked around with angry eyes, and shook their heads from time to time, as if... they didn't adapt to this body.

At this time, the old people who offered incense outside had finished their petitions.

They put the thick sacrificial incense into the censer, and took out the small sacrificial incense that had already petitioned before the gods and represented sacrifices from the side, walked into the inner hall, and inserted them one by one on the headdresses of these warriors.

Immediately afterwards, the shamans carrying incense began to walk outside.

Outside, the strong villagers who were selected by tossing cups and were responsible for carrying the statues had already begun to invite the statues to the gods.

In the past, jobs like this were all to be robbed.

Sometimes, you have to have some small assets and prestige at home to grab it.

The person carrying the shrine uses the word here to say "Dai Xing", which means that luck will improve.

Of course, this kind of work now really depends on luck, and it all depends on tossing cups.

And as the selected young and middle-aged people lifted up the miraculous sedan chair, some ghost boys walked out of the palace to clear the way.

"Happy!"

"Sure!"

Almost at the same time, at the moment when the miraculous sedan chair was carried out of the palace, more enthusiastic firecrackers sounded.

Then, there was the unanimous cry of the villagers.

"Happy!"

"Sure!"

There is no need to rehearse in advance, as if they have done it thousands of times, they can easily shout with the same rhythm.

And those tourists who were attracted for sightseeing also shouted loudly under the rendering of this atmosphere.

Everyone's faces were full of joy and excitement, as if it was New Year's Eve.

No, the New Year's activities in many regions may not be able to be as enthusiastic as they are now.

They followed the old rituals devoutly, praying for good weather and peace for the country and the people, showing a strong and enthusiastic picture of people and gods enjoying together.

At the same time, the same thing was being done in Shangxi Village, Huangmen Village... other places.

But there are some changes in the rules.

More than a hundred years ago, Taicheng experienced a great migration.

Families from many areas in the south of the Tang Dynasty moved to this city, and at the same time brought cultures from various places.

So now, the cultural atmosphere of this city is relatively complicated.

The rules of Fucheng can be seen here,
Some of the rules of Chaocheng can also be seen here,
Triangle City, Maocheng...

Many folk customs in the south were brought here by the old people who migrated.

"Really, a spectacular scene."

Lu Zhengyi watched from a distance, and the surroundings were inexplicably empty, just like before.

Beside him, although people were coming and going, they seemed to be invisible, avoiding where he was standing.

Yu Wenxiu was standing next to him, wearing a peaked cap and sunglasses, "It's even more grand than the one I saw before the audition a few days ago."

"The steps, demeanor and movements of these shamans are more sophisticated."

"And the level of the people who played the music next to them is very different from that time."

In addition to the guard of honor of the wandering gods, there are also tourists around.

The wandering gods jointly organized by these villages are different from the wandering gods in a single small block in Taicheng.

Compare with water flow.

The previous flow of people could only be regarded as a stream at best.

But now the flow of people is like a river, washing along the roads of various villages accompanied by the guard of honor of Youshen.

"Oh?"

Lu Zhengyi turned his head unexpectedly, "You were there at that time?"

At that time, he hadn't auditioned yet, and he had never met Yu Wenxiu.

"I heard that there was an event here that day, so I booked a ticket one day in advance."

Yu Wenxiu explained, "After all, the audition is for such a play."

"I didn't know much about this folk culture before."

"So, I arrived at the local area ahead of time and participated in the Touring God Temple Fair."

Her performance was as good as ever.

Now the crew, only Lu Zhengyi and her are free to hang out and see where the god is.

The others were still waiting at the set shooting location. When the team of wandering gods arrived, they immediately blended into the crowd and started shooting.

"Good."

Lu Zhengyi nodded. After looking back, he did not stop at the spot and continued to watch, "Understanding the setting background of the drama is also conducive to understanding the characters."

"No wonder Teacher Yu's original performance was so amazing."

"Talent, sweat, you have a lot of the same."

Having said that, he paused, "Let's go, let's follow the team."

"It's almost there, we'll call them and let them know."

Because the team of Wandering Gods has already started to march towards the distance with the wizard boy who opened the way.

So, he followed suit.

Yu Wenxiu quickly followed.

She just walked along where Lu Zhengyi walked, staring at his generous back, and followed.

Yu Wenxiu, who has always been keen, now really feels that this director is a bit extraordinary.

Look at so many people around, densely packed like a swarm of bees.

But with Lu Zhengyi taking her, he could easily walk around in front of these 'human walls'.

It was as if a beeping ambulance suddenly came on a traffic jam.

All the cars scattered towards both sides of the road at the same time. There was no road, and they forced an empty road to let the ambulance with the alarm bell pass first.

In the process, the pedestrians who gave way seemed unaware.

He clearly moved away, but he just couldn't see the two of them.

But now, that female ghost named Chu Renmei is still holding her face, preparing to film in the distance.

The next scene was performed by her, a real ghost double.

　Thanks to book friend HUMANITYPOSI for the support of [-] coins.

　　Thanks to book friend snk0404 for the one hundred coin reward support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)