Another man in the field put down his farm work, looked up and laughed, "I heard that the fighting outside is quite intense, and the passes and cities in various places are under tight control. I was thinking that there probably wouldn't be any guests coming this year."
The boy who had spoken first turned to look at the other side of the field and called out loudly, "Mayor, mayor! We have guests!"
In a field a little further away from where Li Molin and his group were standing, an elderly man straightened up, wiped the sweat from his brow, and said with a smile, "Guests have arrived? Good, let me entertain them."
As he spoke, the man slowly walked over.
When the town mayor arrived at the path, Li Molin bowed slightly and said, "Then thank you very much, town mayor."
The town mayor waved his hand and said with a smile, "Guests, please don't stand on ceremony. Please come to my old home and rest for a while."
Liuli looked at the town mayor with curiosity. He was about sixty years old, with graying temples and wrinkles all over his face. His eyes were downturned and his lips were upturned. Even when he wasn't smiling, his face was full of kindness.
The town mayor led Li Molin, Liu Li, and the other two demons into the town. As they walked, he casually asked, "Where are you all from?"
Li Molin replied calmly, "We come from the north of the Central Plains."
"Oh." The town mayor nodded in response, "North of the Central Plains, huh? I heard from the children in town who often go out that the north has been ravaged by the Northern Rong. I hope your hometowns haven't been affected?"
“No.” Li Molin shook his head and said, “Our hometown is remote and has not been affected by the war.”
"That's good." The mayor nodded with a smile.
As they talked, they arrived in town. Liuli, carrying Ahua, walked at the back, following the others along a narrow path in the center of town. Along the way, rows of wooden houses stood neatly arranged on both sides of the road. Each house had no courtyard wall, only a small yard enclosed by a fence about half a person's height. Every now and then, groups of two or three women could be seen sitting together chatting, spinning, weaving, washing clothes, or cleaning the yard, busy with their own tasks.
As you continue walking forward, you'll see women in the wooden houses nearby starting fires to cook, with wisps of smoke rising and bringing a touch of everyday life to the scene.
Liuli smelled the aroma of food wafting in with the smoke, along with a faint hint of sandalwood. Her gaze quickly shifted and she noticed that almost every household in the small courtyards along the road had a Buddhist shrine under the sheltered eaves. Incense sticks were burning in the incense burners in front of the shrines, and wisps of smoke drifted out of the courtyards, mingling with the sandalwood scent throughout the town. This created a faint sandalwood fragrance that could be smelled as soon as one entered the town, bringing a sense of tranquility.
"Mayor." Liuli quickly walked a few steps to the mayor's side and asked curiously, "Does everyone in this town believe in Buddhism? I see that every household has a Buddha statue."
“Yes.” The mayor nodded with a smile and said, “Buddha is compassionate and can save people from suffering, so we should sincerely make offerings to Buddha.”
"Oh," Liuli nodded in response.
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