Chapter 35 Han Zhi's Birthday
Han Zhi's originally relaxed back suddenly straightened.
He subconsciously said: "Birthday?" He didn't know about this matter. He didn't even know when his birthday was. How could Nichang know?
"Yes, brother's birthday is September 10th." Nishang smiled sheepishly, "I heard that there's a grass called Danxia in Hanxu Country that can offset some pain. Father doesn't like brother and always beats him. I wanted to help him, but ended up getting caught by the Rain God, and ended up hurting brother..."
Han Zhi didn't expect that this sister, whom he had only met a few times, would care about him so much.
"How did you know your brother's birthday?" Han Zhi seemed to think that this question was too explicit, and added: "I think His Majesty the God of Fire would not tell you."
"It was an old servant who told me that he had taken care of my father before, so he knew." Fen Nishang hadn't thought about it much: "It's a pity that he died of illness not long after."
Han Zhi clenched his fists subconsciously.
Old slave?
Fen Nishang didn't know, but didn't he know? How could there be an old slave in Jin Country who had served Fen Jin during childbirth?
But who on earth would know his birthday and have the motive to tell Nichang on purpose?
The temple that Chi Changyuan mentioned that morning was now hung with white silk. Inside the temple was a statue of a deity whose owner was unknown. A large "happiness" character was written in black on a white background. The ground was also covered with yellowed talismans with words like "Golden Boy and Jade Girl", "Heaven-sent Match", "A Happy Marriage for a Hundred Years", and "Have a Baby Soon".
Well……
It seems that the God of Wood has not yet developed medicine that can allow women to have children, so you can wait and see about having a baby soon.
Fen Nishang whispered, "Why don't we just go to Moyan River and see what's going on?"
Jiang Mo answered her: "I went there with your highness a long time ago. The Moyan River God is not there at all. Your highness and I have been searching for him underwater for a long time, but we didn't find any evil spirits." After thinking it over, he could only follow the wedding procession to see what was going on inside.
Chi Changyuan said: "Something must have happened to the Goddess of Moyan River. My father received her distress signal and sent me to take a look."
The treatment of such gods serving in foreign countries is very miserable. Not only is their status lower than that of domestic river gods, but in times of crisis, rescue efforts from their own country often do not arrive in time.
Mo Yan River God belongs to the last type. It took several days for the Water God to see her distress signal, and sending Chi Changyuan delayed it for a few more days.
Han Zhi was lost in thought. The statues enshrined in this temple were neither fish nor fowl. They wore men's hats and women's skirts, and were sculpted with gold paint, making them look magnificent.
Han Zhi asked, "Could this statue be dedicated to a golden god?"
Chi Changyuan had seen the Golden God in person, and his expression looked a little strange when he saw this.
Jiang Mo: "If someone makes a statue like this for me, I will definitely kill him."
There is no other reason. This statue does not look like a golden god, it does not even look like a human being.
Han Zhi said, "How can a folk statue be exactly like the deity itself? This temple is so simple, but the fact that it's gilded and painted shows how much respect it holds."
Chi Changyuan nodded: "That makes sense."
Statues made by mortals are quite subjective, and many of them are majestic and solemn. Except for a few gods whose most basic features such as hair and eye colors cannot be mistaken, the others are so unrecognizable that even the gods themselves cannot recognize them.
Fen Nishang had never been married and was a little confused: "But if we're marrying a river god, why do we need to offer sacrifices to the God of Gold?"
"Perhaps they are worshipping their parents?" Han Zhi replied, "The common people don't know that above the Moyan River God there is the River God, and above the River God there is the Sea God. They only know that in the Jin Kingdom the Gold God is the most powerful. In order not to offend the River God, they choose the Gold God as their parent."
I don't know when a large number of paper people have been erected in front of the temple. The paper bodies are moving freely, laughing and playing, and they look more like living people than those pale and stiff living people. They are all very lifelike and are standing in front of the temple.
"Is this a wedding?" Fen Nishang asked curiously, "The local people are really brave. They're not afraid of this."
"Common people?" Han Zhi whispered: "There are no common people here now." Can those "people" with stiff movements really be considered human beings?
Baidie Town has many bizarre customs, including marrying the river god or arranging ghost marriages. These are usually orchestrated by a witch or priest, who creates a grand spectacle before throwing the bride into the river. The latter is simpler, similar to the former: find the right person and place them in the coffin, but instead of throwing them into the river, simply nail a wooden plank to the coffin and bury them. This is why the waiter can explain such bizarre behavior during the day without batting an eyelid. But perhaps the locals themselves don't know that this time, marrying the river god is different from the previous scams.
This time, I'm afraid there really is a "thing" getting married.
"Then what should we do now? Just drink and then what? We haven't even had a wedding ceremony yet!" The paper figurine only had its mouth opening and closing. Fen Nishang was a little scared and quietly pulled Han Zhi's sleeve.
"Your father is a demon god, and you're actually afraid of that?" Jiang Mo was a little surprised. He didn't expect the arrogant Princess Jin to be so timid. He consoled her, "Don't you know that your father once commanded countless demons to fight? All demons and evil spirits want to become demons. In other words, they have to be afraid of your father."
Han Zhiyi comforted him, "Evil spirits are afraid of fire. You are the perfect opponent for them. Don't be afraid."
Moreover, Fen Jin had already installed eight hundred amulets on Fen Nishang, so I was afraid that the ghost would be burned before it even touched her.
"We have to go in." Chi Changyuan did not get involved in their conversation.
A squeaking sound was heard in the distance, and a few white dots appeared in the darkness. The person in the lead was holding a paper suona, and the sound that came out was hoarse and wailing. As soon as the sound came out, the guests who were originally laughing and playing suddenly fell silent, and then began to wail sharply.
Han Zhi subconsciously wanted to step back, but unexpectedly caught up with Chi Changyuan and bumped into him accidentally. He turned around and glared at him, wanting to throw his clothes away in disgust.
"Sorry." Chi Changyuan said subconsciously, and then his attention was attracted by the person who walked out of the sedan chair. He pointed over and motioned Han Zhi to look quickly.
Han Zhi looked over and saw that his expression was normal, but his brows were furrowed even more tightly.
How could so many corpses come out of such a narrow sedan? The dead bodies were emitting a foul stench. Some were only half of their bodies, and their heads had turned into skeletons. Others had one eye rotted away and the other eye hanging on their face. They were tearing the rotten flesh off their faces with their hands and swallowing it.
Each person held a candle on their head, candle oil dripping onto their faces, burning their already flaky skin. Han Zhi quickly shielded Fen Nishang's eyes and said to Jiang Mo with a serious expression, "This thing is not simple. You take Nishang and leave first. Chi Changyuan and I will handle it!"
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