Next, on the way to Erwang Temple to worship Xiansheng Zhenjun, there was naturally drums and gongs.
This momentum attracted many people.
Diners at the roadside fly-in restaurant looked up curiously, and many tourists along the way took photos of the sacrificial procession.
Erlang, who was in the team, couldn't help feeling relieved when he saw the river flowing slowly and the people around him living and working in peace and contentment and smiling.
It was this prosperous era that made him willing to control floods for the people, willing to join the Eternal Day and silently dedicate himself, and willing to become a heroic spirit and endure loneliness...
Although his memory was somewhat fragmented, Erlang was certain that he had never regretted anything.
As he thought, his expression gradually became profound.
However, at this moment, this melancholy and silent expression appeared on the handsome young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, making him conspicuous even in the parade and sacrificial team.
A shy girl holding a cell phone and with a red face came to Erlang who was at the end of the line and blocked his way, interrupting his thoughts.
"Handsome guy, can we take a photo together?"
The girl who was speaking had a round oval face and exuded a youthful and lively aura. She looked to be about twenty-two or twenty-three years old.
This was obviously a female college student who came to travel to the Dujiangyan area. There was clear stupidity in her eyes.
Jilang was stunned when he heard this.
Although he didn't understand the word "handsome guy", he could roughly understand it by looking at the little girl's expression.
From following his father to control floods to being led by his master to join Yong Zhou, because of his handsome appearance, he would always encounter many girls showing this expression.
His master often praised him: "You are tall and slender, and your figure is as bright as a star, and your eyes are as beautiful as a star."
But what does this photo mean? Before Erlang could think deeply, the old man who helped him up from the ground appeared behind him.
"If we take a group photo, of course we have to change our outfits."
The old man just smiled in a familiar way.
He stuffed a model of a three-pointed, double-edged sword from somewhere into Erlang's hand, then took the silver-white armor model and put it on Erlang.
Erlang was a little at a loss, so he let the old man fiddle with these flashy silver-white iron pieces on his body.
Not long after, the skillful old man asked Erlang to change his clothes.
When the tall, mighty, sunny and handsome Jilang stood there, wearing silver-white armor and a three-pointed double-edged sword shining.
People around couldn't help but think that this was the real Xiansheng Zhenjun. Why did they go to the Erwang Temple to worship the clay sculpture of Xiansheng Zhenjun?
"Good boy, you deserve this muscle."
"I took this equipment off the statue of Xiansheng Zhenjun and moved it here, but it almost killed me."
The old man nodded with satisfaction, patted Erlang's shoulder and found that he didn't shake at all. Obviously, this weight was nothing to him.
Although this silver armor model imitating the costume of the Lotus Lantern has many hollow places, it is also made up of many iron plates.
I can put it on without being affected at all, and my physical fitness is still good.
"Wow, old man, you are this!"
The young female college student who asked for a photo looked at the center of the procession.
The statue of Xiansheng Zhenjun, whose silver-white armor had been stripped off, made her unable to help but laugh and cry, and she gave the old man a thumbs up.
I've heard for a long time that the chief priest at the Erwang Temple in Dujiangyan is busy with activities every few days. I didn't expect that when I saw it today, it turned out to be true to his reputation.
They even dared to strip the clothes off the statues of gods carried in the processions and sacrificial teams.
"Why don't you take a photo quickly?"
The old man smiled and pointed at Erlang who was just standing there attracting everyone's attention, and said to the female college student who had just asked for a photo.
Hearing this, the female college student quickly took out her cell phone, got in front of Jilang, and made a scissors gesture.
Jilang silently looked at the girl's gestures and the strange little box in her hand.
There were many things he didn't understand about the world today, but he could tell that the girl in front of him meant no harm.
After the female college student finished taking pictures and left, the old man smiled familiarly again: "I promised to take you to visit the scenic spots in the Dujiangyan area for free."
"You should know that I am a well-known chief priest of Erwang Temple in the surrounding area, and I am also the head tour guide of the surrounding Dujiangyan Scenic Area."
"With me leading you, you will make a fortune."
The old man said this, and there was obviously something meaningful in his tone.
"I wonder what the old gentleman means?"
Jilang nodded to show that he understood the old man's hint, and looked at the old man seriously and asked.
His elegant and easy-going tone makes him sound like a gentleman.
For him, what he wants to do most at this moment is to be able to see Dujiangyan after many years.
Although the foundation here was laid bit by bit by him and his father.
But the small boxes with portraits held by the people nearby and the large iron boxes containing the remains of people themselves undoubtedly illustrate the changes of the times.
Now, maybe he really needs a so-called...tour guide? "I thought you had a very good temperament before. Now that you are dressed in this outfit, you are just like playing the role of the Lotus Lantern."
"I see that you seem to be in good physical condition. Are you interested in wearing this outfit today and walking around with our parade and sacrificial team?"
The old man smiled and stated his purpose.
It is no big deal to have a clay statue of a deity in the parade. It would be much more interesting to have a living deity in the parade.
As the chief priest of the Erwang Temple in Dujiangyan, he felt that he still had to consider the development of the scenic area.
Isn’t it all about the celebrity effect and internet celebrity economy? This cosplayer is like a living immortal. If we make good use of it, it will just bring traffic to the scenic spot.
"It's all up to the old gentleman."
Erlang bowed slightly, causing the cheap armor on his body to make some noises.
"He is tall and slender, handsome and polite."
“It’s comparable to when I was young.”
When the old man heard Erlang's agreement, he smiled and said a bunch of nonsense.
Next, the team continued to move forward.
On this road along the river, as we get closer to Dujiangyan and Erwang Temple scenic areas, more and more people are walking around.
Along the way, Erlang not only paid attention to the direction of the river beside the road, which was not much different from the past, but also looked at the bustling atmosphere around him from time to time.
In this scenic area, some people are singing and drinking in the smoky atmosphere of snack stalls and fly-in-the-wall restaurants, while others are bumping into the summer noon breeze with their eyes rolling.
Crying children, mothers comforting with soft voices, elderly people in their 80s, newborn babies... the place was bustling with noise.
This is the taste of the mundane world. The worldly atmosphere may be mediocre, but it makes people feel at ease.
The handsome and handsome Erlang also attracted too much attention along the way.
Too many girls pretended to be careless and slipped into Erlang's arms, and many white papers with more than ten strange symbols written on them were secretly stuffed into the cracks of his armor by girls.
It was not until Erlang followed the sacrificial procession to the Erwang Temple and hid in a corner that he ended this slightly uncomfortable experience.
Erwang Temple, located at the foot of Yulei Mountain on the east bank of Minjiang River in Dujiangyan, is a temple dedicated to the ancient hydraulic masters Li Bing and his sons.
It is located in a mountainous environment. It has a suitable slope and faces the Minjiang River directly, directly opposite the Dujiangyan Canal Head Project. It has a superior view of the scenery, blending in with the surrounding ancient trees and hidden in the deep environment.
Standing here, Erlang couldn't help but feel dazed and weird.
It is so annoying to revise the paper. I was still revising it in the early morning of the 25th. I am really exhausted and I don’t know whether this draft can be passed.
In addition, the performance report: 120 monthly tickets, 6 more chapters. 1475 first orders, 4 and a half more chapters. 7800 rewards, half a chapter. A total of 11 more chapters.
The result is not bad, but the number of additional chapters required is also astronomical. I will slowly pay it back based on the daily updates.
(End of this chapter)