When Xia Yiqian heard Meranda's incredible speculation, she looked at her expressionlessly.
"I really want to sell you."
After saying this, he quickened his pace and rushed towards the main group of "Tian Di Xuan Huang".
Meranda: ...How can you attack me personally when nothing is wrong?
The time for the River God Festival was about to begin, and the program crew did not delay. Everyone rushed to the River God Festival scene carrying cameras.
The weather today is average, with dark clouds in the sky. Although it is not to the extent of "dark clouds pressing down on the city and threatening to destroy it", it still looks gray.
A fine drizzle like silk threads fell obliquely from the sky, sticky on the body and making people feel a little uncomfortable.
Xia Yiqian walked beside Kong Yanqing and asked with a frown, "Can we offer sacrifices to the gods in this kind of weather?"
Kong Yanqing shrugged nonchalantly. "I haven't sensed any gods around here. I guess their so-called worship of gods is just a gimmick to attract tourists. There's no real river god."
Xia Yiqian nodded and said thoughtfully, "Where did the mountain god in Wanfu Inn go now?
He definitely couldn't stay near that mountain. After all the things he had done, no one would burn incense to him or offer him faith anymore.
And given how unlucky he is now, it is not easy for him to gain faith again.
How about letting him come here and change his career to pretend to be the local river god?
In this way, the sacrifices and the believers are all there at once."
Kong Yanqing: ...
How could she come up with such a stupid idea!
Thinking of this, Kong Yanqing suddenly thought of another thing, and the expression on his face became extremely strange.
Then, with a playful look in his eyes and a tone of interest, he asked Xia Yiqian, "Aren't you also adopting the power of faith? Why haven't you thought about pretending to be the local river god yourself?"
Xia Yiqian, who was still thinking about the unlucky mountain god, was suddenly stunned when he heard this and fell into serious thought.
Kong Yanqing: ...
Kong Yanqing asked inexplicably, "You don't really want to do this, do you?"
Xia Yiqian's tone was filled with deep thought. "Even a mosquito leg is meat. What if those county residents are truly believers? I can change my career and become a river god."
The more Xia Yiqian spoke, the more she felt that this statement made perfect sense. She then vowed, "Although I can't guarantee anything else, if there are any evil spirits causing trouble nearby, I can definitely keep them safe with my strength."
Kong Yanqing: "...Do you still remember that you are an evil demon who is supposed to wreak havoc on the world?"
Xia Yiqian turned to look at him with a serious face, "No, I'm just a worker who does whatever it takes for his beliefs."
There is no choice in poverty, and the same is true for the poverty of faith.
Kong Yanqing: ...
Kong Yanqing felt a little regretful for teasing Xia Yiqian and decisively chose to stop talking.
After a while, they reached the riverside. A high platform had been built by the river. There were many young men and women in colorful clothes jumping around on the platform.
The surroundings were filled with the roar of gongs and drums, "Dong, Dong, Dong!" The sound continued. It was clearly a sacrificial offering, but the lively and energetic performance gave off the momentum of a dragon boat race.
There were quite a lot of onlookers, all gathered around the stage with smiles on their faces, as if waiting for an extremely unforgettable moment.
Zhao Xun took a look and whispered to the others nearby, "This is quite lively.
However, Li County is too remote, so even if the locals make it a lively place, there won’t be many tourists.”
Taoist Xuanyi couldn't help but sneer when he heard what he said.
"It's just like the Northeastern Yangge dance, how can you tell it's a sacrificial offering?
Anyone who knows a thing or two wouldn't come and join in the fun."
He couldn't understand why Tao Yang insisted on asking them to participate in the River God Festival.
If the road is blocked, can't we just wait inside? Why come out in the rain to watch the fun?
Xia Yiqian looked at the crowd near the platform, thought for a moment, and then said, "It might not be completely unrelated to sacrifice."
Taoist Xuanyi thought that Xia Yiqian was going against him again and immediately frowned.
"Don't tell me that with your level of skill, you can't even tell that this is a fake sacrifice."
Xia Yiqian pointed in an inconspicuous direction among the crowd and said, "The offerings are ready. Of course, it's a sacrifice."
Upon hearing this, several people immediately looked over in the direction of the voice.
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