Chapter 1612 Fellow Daoist, Please Wait 22
After Yang Xiuying noticed something amiss, she carefully observed the finished products hanging outside the doors of those houses. Prepared in advance, she took out several bamboo woven items from her large cloth bag and said, "I was here yesterday."
"I brought my elders here today to visit."
Pointing to a string of lifelike birds, Song Jinhuan asked impatiently, "How many families in the village make this? Could you take us to see it first?"
They held a small meeting yesterday and have a clear plan for today's actions.
The first step is to find a pretext to enter each house and investigate.
Seeing her interest, Cai Fenjin said proudly, "There are three families in the village that make bird and animal patterns, but the string of birds in your hands should be from Brother Cai Jin."
Ma Chengliang picked up the bird and examined it for a while, but couldn't find any special markings. He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Could there be some kind of mark on it that we can't see? Otherwise, how could you tell at a glance that it belongs to Cai Jin's family?"
Cai Fenjin explained with a smile, "Brother Cai Jin is a good bird maker. There are other villagers in the village who make birds, but none of them are as lively as the birds in Brother Cai Jin's hands."
Yang Xiuying chimed in, "No wonder I took a liking to it at first sight! It is indeed lifelike, especially its eyes."
Cai Fenjin: "Shall I take you all to Brother Cai Jin's house first?"
The group exchanged smiles. "Alright."
Cai Jin's home is located at the foot of the mountain at the southernmost part of Xifeng Village, which is also the source of the Xiaoxi River.
"Is Brother Cai Jin here? We have a guest who wants to see the bamboo bird." Cai Fenjin looked up and called out to the yard through the fence.
"Coming, coming!" A woman's voice came from inside the house, and soon after, the woman's figure appeared in everyone's sight.
"Please come in," she said warmly as she opened the door.
Cai Fenjin: "Sister Fang, where's Brother Cai Jin?"
Fang Jie smiled and gestured for Song Jinhuan and the others to come inside. "He went to the fields with the old man. You can tell me anything you need to say."
Inside the room was an incense table, on which was enshrined a small ceramic statue of a white-haired man dressed in finery, with slightly drooping eyelids and a look of compassion between his brows.
There are four brightly dressed children on each side of the small pottery statue.
On the octagonal table in front of it, several candles were lit, and the dots could be connected to form a seven-star array.
The four of them saw everything clearly and had a general idea of what was going on.
He then sat down and pretended to inquire about the output and price of the finished product.
In less than fifteen minutes, they rushed to the next place.
During this time, Cai Fenjin patiently led the way, taking them to the homes of Cai Pingan, Cai Lu, and Cai Hu, where they found the same small portraits on the altars of all three families.
Song Yuande took out a silver ingot from his sleeve. "Young brother, thank you for your hard work today."
Cai Fenjin's eyes lit up as he stared at the five taels of silver. He accepted it readily, saying, "Thank you, sir!"
Song Yuande then asked curiously, "What kind of deities are those statues that were enshrined in those houses? I've never seen them before."
Cai Fenjin put away the silver and smiled as he explained to everyone, "It is the Great Immortal Qingyun, but not every household worships him."
Legend has it that the immortal's cultivation in the heavens was hindered, so he descended to the mortal realm to undergo tribulations. Once these tribulations are over, he will be able to return to the heavenly court.
"As for what kind of protection it is, I'm not quite sure. Only those who have entered a dream are entitled to have their families worship it!"
Ma Chengliang looked at him with surprise and said, "This is the first time I've heard of such a saying."
"Perhaps only those with a destined connection can make offerings," Song Jinhuan said casually.
Yang Xiuying looked up at the sky and said, "We should go back."
Cai Fenjin personally escorted them to the village entrance, and the four figures gradually disappeared into the distance.
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