I Have a Seaside Five-star Hotel

The two of them had fun in Nanjiang for three days.

On the fourth day, the two of them had just finished breakfast when they received a message from the housekeeper.

"Dear, today the first Dragon Boat and Fish Basket Festival in Nanjiang opens. There is a grand event to welcome the God of Wine and the God of Poseidon in the city. The hotel provides a shuttle bus that can take guests to welcome the God of Poseidon for free. If you two want to go, I can help You guys can book a ride. Are you interested?"

Han Panpan and Cheng Yan looked at the messages on their mobile phones with doubts in their eyes.

Welcome the Poseidon?

Dragon King?

"Maybe it's local custom?" Cheng Yan asked curiously.

"How about we join in the fun?" Han Panpan looked at his companion expectantly.

"Let's go!" Cheng Yan nodded firmly.

Soon, the housekeeper sent the time and location of the drive.

By the time Cheng Hong and Han Panfan finished packing and came to the hotel to pick up the bus, the bus was already full of people.

The two of them climbed the steps and finally found a seat in the last row.

"Didn't the housekeeper say that there is a God of Dionysus and a God of Poseidon? Why do we go to meet the God of Poseidon but not the God of Dionysus?" Han Panpan whispered.

Cheng Yan: "I don't know, as long as we are not kidnapped and trafficked."

Han Panpan: "Yes, as long as you don't lose it."

With a beautiful and pure vision in mind, the two of them first took photos with their mobile phones in the car, then refreshed their phones, and then fell asleep in the car.

I don't know how long they slept. When the driver shouted "We're there" in the car, the two of them opened their eyes in confusion.

After getting out of the car and looking at the small green mountain in front of them, the two of them were dumbfounded.

This is almost a suburb of Nanjiang. There are no high-rise buildings around, only small old courtyards.

The car parked in front of a large courtyard door. The door was mottled and old. The red lacquered wood showed the original pulp color, and there were small vertical cracks on it. There is a lotus-shaped iron copper ring fastened on the door panel. There is rust on the copper ring. I don't know how many years it has been there.

The high walls on both sides glowed coldly in the mist of the green mountains, like an ancestral hall or a temple. In short, I couldn't tell what they were, and they looked eerie.

The two people bravely came to the front of the team, curious to see how to greet the Poseidon.

At this moment, an extremely loud suona sound came from the courtyard door, and the ancient courtyard door slowly opened from the inside out.

The courtyard was huge, with a tall gate, a wide pavilion, three corridors and three doors. Directly opposite the courtyard was a large house. There were no lights in the door, only candles flickering and burning. There seemed to be figures moving around inside.

The most eye-catching thing is the half-person-high drum standing in front of the house.

The drum looked like it had been used for an unknown number of years. The drum head exposed on the edge was shiny with oil from years of beating. The drum body was painted with a pattern of a surging red sun in red, white and blue oil paint. The entire drum was placed On a white stand with four legs and streamlined lines, drumsticks wrapped in red velvet are placed at both ends, as if they can't wait to be beaten.

"The auspicious time has come to welcome the Poseidon!"

Following a loud man's shout, seven people with painted faces, soap clothes, boots, and hats walked out of the house in a row.

These seven people wore completely different colors and held different objects in their hands.

The faces of the two people on the outermost side are painted with black and white ink. Except for the eyes, mouth, and chin, which are painted black, the rest of the face is covered with white oil paint. They look like strong men with thick beards. The soap uniform on his body is green with yellow stripes, and the shoulders and thighs are covered with complicated swells. He holds a six-inch thick brown drumhead in his left hand, and a drumstick as wide as his index finger in his right hand. He follows each step with each step. Taking a step forward, the drumsticks hit the drum surface with an extremely harmonious rhythm, making a low and penetrating drum sound.

Next to the two "strong bearded men" playing the drums were two handsome young men with pink faces. The faces of these two handsome young men were also painted with white oil paint. Their pure yellow robes had no patterns and only had a waistband tied around their waists. The red waistband was shaped like an ingot and hung with a yellow belt that reached to the knees and a chain. The cloth was also painted with patterns of blue and white waves and pine wood. The two men held golden gongs in their hands, and they struck in harmony with the drums nearby.

Next to Jun Housheng were two fierce-looking warriors dressed in black and wearing triangular crowns. The two martial arts students were dressed in black, with white "Zigzag" patterns on their shoulders, chest, and legs. Their waists, legs, and cuffs were all covered in red straps. They had black faces and white eyebrows, and they were playing suonas in their hands. , with each step, the suona sounded louder and louder. One sound was suppressed and the other was fiercer. In the sound of the two people's suona, the sound of drums and gongs on both sides were all reduced to a match, but the thickness of the sound But it is getting more and more heart-wrenching. I don't know how loud the sound of the suona will be. The hearts and minds of those who are listening can't help but tremble violently.

Han Panpan and Cheng Yan unconsciously grabbed each other's sleeves with their hands, feeling that the dense suona sound made them almost breathless.

At this moment, the red-robed and bearded general in the middle of the seven walked to the big drum in front of the house, held the drumsticks in both hands, and struck the drum head!

In an instant, the sound of drums was like thunder and roaring, rushing in all directions like waves.

The excitement of the suona was completely broken, and all the tension just now was completely suppressed by the sound of the drum.

Looking up at the sky, the blue mist seemed to be shaken by the sound of Gu Ming. The light came out from under the clouds, only illuminating the blue square crown worn by the red-robed and bearded general, which was extremely dazzling!

Cheng Yan and Han Panpan stared straight at it.

"Is the one in red robe playing the drum the Poseidon?" Cheng Yan asked in a low voice.

"I don't think so. Looking at his red beard and clothes, I feel like the god of fire." Han Panpan said seriously.

"Fire Cloud Evil God?" Cheng Yan spoke subconsciously.

"Maybe it's Ace, the God of Fire." After Han Panpan finished speaking, Cheng Yan turned her over fiercely with a big roll of her eyes.