Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

"Okay, I see. I'll find Lao Ma's address and phone number for you." Granny Xiang walked into the store with trembling steps, and she put her old-fashioned mobile phone in the house.

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Lao Ma's hometown is Haiyan Village, which is a mountain village near the sea, rich in fishery products, before arriving in the village, Feng Nian felt the smell of the sea in the air, salty.

She came with a tour group. At this time of year, Haiyan Village will hold a grand "big pig race" ceremony. It is this kind of ceremony that attracts many tourists to come here to watch.

The big pig race is a traditional folk ritual to celebrate the harvest, in order to worship the gods and pray for a good harvest of grains and prosperity of six animals. According to legend, the event was initiated by a respected old man in the village in the third year of Tongzhi in the Qing Dynasty, and it has continued to this day.

"Dear travelers, the big pig race in Haiyan Village will last for three full days. During these three days, we can watch the big pig race ceremony and taste the delicious seafood here. I wish you all a good time. "The tour guide's voice echoed in the car, and many people had already cast their gazes out of the car window.

In order to attract tourists, Haiyan Village has held the "big pig race" ceremony every year since recent years, and built a homestay building near the sea, so that tourists who come to Haiyan Village can not only enjoy the sea view, but also Can feel the surrounding environment.

Feng Nian came to find the two paper men and the old horse. If she came to this Haiyan village alone, she would definitely attract the attention of the villagers. For the sake of convenience, she specially signed up for this tour group.

Soon, the members of the tour group began to visit Haiyan Village under the leadership of the tour guide.

The houses of the villagers are opposite to the B&B building, which is closer to the sea, which is convenient for their daily fishing and seafood. By the sea, there are many fishing nets hanging out, and some women are sitting in front of the fishing nets, mending the holes, and getting ready for the next fishing trip. On the shore, some villagers are holding fishing rafts to solicit business, so that tourists can go to sea to experience the fun of fishing.

Fishing raft sightseeing is an item included in the tour group. The tour guide took the tourists on several fishing rafts in batches. The fishing rafts started slowly and only wandered in the offshore area.

Feng Nian smiled and chatted with a villager on the fishing raft. "Uncle, this sea doesn't seem to be deep. Do you usually fish here?"

"This is the place where we take you to play when you foreigners come here. The real fishing place is ahead." He pointed to a high mountain, "There, we locals call it Haiwanzi. "

Feng Nian looked over there, in fact, there was a water area between two mountains. Normally, the current in that kind of water area is fast-moving, but the fishery is extremely rich. The locals dare not take tourists to that water area to experience it, because once someone stumbles, they cannot be rescued in time. If the person does not know how to swim, he is risking his life. He can only watch it on the calm sea like the sea. Look.

"Uncle, besides our tour group, have you seen other tourists coming?" Feng Nian asked about the usual fishing places in Haiyan Village, then changed the subject.

"No, I didn't intend to receive tourists this time, but—" before he could finish speaking, someone beside him cut it off immediately.

"Old Liu, have you been fed too much yellow soup? Talk about everything!"

The villager then scratched his hair in embarrassment, and then walked forward. The person who cut off Lao Liu's words set his eyes on Feng Nian's face, as if he wanted to see something from her face.

Feng Nian immediately showed a sweet smile, "Uncle, is my face dirty?"

Perhaps it was her words that made the man relax his vigilance, "No, sit still, don't get seasick for a while."

She smiled and thanked again, which seemed to dispel the man's doubts. It seems that people in this village are very xenophobic and wary of outsiders. She looked ashore, but found no sign of the old horse. The two paper figures should not get wet easily. If the old horse really brought the two paper figures back, where would they be?

About an hour later, the fishing raft sightseeing project ended. After counting the number of tourists, the tour guide took them to the next stop.

This stop is the Xuantian God Temple in Haiyan Village.

In the open space outside the temple, there are more than one hundred whole pigs. After these whole pigs were slaughtered, they each lay on a special wooden frame about 1 meter high, facing in one direction, and they were all white when viewed from a distance. And they are all neatly arranged in one direction, with an orange in their mouths, wearing golden flowers and big red flowers on their heads, and red paper-cuts on their bodies. The scene is very spectacular.

The tour guide began to explain to the passengers on the spot, "Everyone, the big pig race ceremony in Haiyan Village is mainly summarized in six words 'put out the small head and place the big pig'."

The so-called "Dingtou" refers to young men who have reached the age of twenty-four in the village. These whole pigs that will be held in the big pig competition ceremony need to be raised by Ding Tou. Each whole pig needs to be weighed before being used, and only pigs weighing more than 180 catties can be offered as offerings in the ceremony.

"When I visited last year~www.wuxiax.com~ I remember that there were not so many pigs. Why are there so many this year?" One of the female tourists asked the tour guide. The reason why she signed up for this tour group this year was because Because I am doing a folklore interview.

"You asked a good question, because this year coincides with the eight-year Yan Haishen Festival in Haiyan Village."

The people in Haiyan Village have always worshiped Xuantian God, but at sea, they need Yan Haishen to bless them.

Every eight years, the Yan Haishen Festival is a real big festival. Haiyan Village needs to raise whole pigs by "Dingtou" who has reached the age of 24. , Let the "Dingtou" move the whole pig, along the mountain road in Haiwanzi, and compete who can lift it faster. The ten whole pigs that reach the top of the mountain the fastest will be thrown into the bay as offerings to Yan Haishen. In this way, I pray to Yan Haishen for fishing Anshun and a good harvest every year.

After hearing this, she guessed that the old horse suddenly brought the two paper figurines back to Haiyan Village. Could it be that he came for the Yan Haishen Festival? Moreover, she learned from the tour guide and other villagers that most people in Haiyan Village are surnamed Liu, and there are almost no other surnames. Is Lao Ma's hometown really in Haiyan Village? It seems that all of this can only be solved by finding the old horse.

After visiting the Xuantian Great Emperor Temple, the tourists were still very curious about the Yan Haishen Festival, and they gathered around the tour guide to ask the tour guide to tell more about the Yan Haishen Festival. Perhaps in order to satisfy the curiosity of the tourists, the tour guide promised to ask the village head later if he could let them stop and watch from a distance, because according to the tradition of Haiyan Village, people from other villages are not allowed to participate in the Yan Haishen Festival.

People from other villages cannot be allowed to participate, and if the uncle on the fishing raft was cut off, why did Haiyan Village allow tourists to enter the village again this year? Is it really just to show more people the style of Haiyan Village?