What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

Chapter 55

Er Dan also showed a surprised expression when he heard the words.

Although he had heard the legend many times, he had never heard the connection from his grandmother.

"What about the piece of jade at that time?"

Erdan asked curiously.

Xue Qing also had this question. He took the white porcelain bowl containing sour plum soup from Aunt Chen and thanked him.

The caramel-colored sour plum soup is placed in a white porcelain bowl, which is very delicious and refreshing just by looking at it.

One sip, the sweet and sour taste will eliminate a lot of the heat you have suffered along the way.

Several people all looked at Aunt Chen attentively, waiting for Aunt Chen to continue talking.

Seeing their curious reactions, the aunt laughed and took a sip of her bowl of sour plum soup.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Aunt Chen slowly revealed the answer.

"lost."

"Is it really lost?"

Even Uncle Chen didn't expect this to be the reason.

Although he had known for a long time that Aunt Chen's mother was the girl who was favored by the Luanniao, he also knew that the piece of jade that was given as a gift disappeared afterwards.

Originally asked Aunt Chen about it before, but Aunt Chen just casually replied that she lost it, so Uncle Chen took it for granted that Aunt Chen just didn't want to explain the reason.

After all, how could the fetish gifted by Luanniao be lost like this?

If it was stolen or pawned, it would be more credible.

Didn't realize it was just lost.

"In the next Fengshen sacrifice, my mother was still selected as the Phoenix girl, and she took jade with her to participate in the sacrifice."

"Whenever there are temple fairs and ceremonies, there are also foreigners who come here admiringly. The whole Qifeng Village is very lively and brightly lit until night."

"However, during that temple fair, the piece of jade donated by the luan bird disappeared.

My mother searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it, so she had to give up.

Until she passed away, she was still regretting why she hadn't been more careful that day, why she hadn't protected the piece of jade that the luan bird gave her. "

When Aunt Chen said this, there was a faint sadness in her brows, and she probably felt sorry or pity for the lost jade.

"Let me talk about the sacrifice."

Even though he looked at the five big and three rough, Uncle Chen quickly noticed the change of Aunt Chen's mood, so he quickly changed the topic.

Speaking of the Phoenix God Ceremony, which is held every five years, although Xifeng Village is only a small village, it puts great effort into preparing for this rare festival.

After time has changed, the sacrifice of the Phoenix God has been regarded as a grand gathering and blessing by everyone, and the reappearance of the phoenix is ​​already a luxury.

However, the annual ceremony is still carefully completed in accordance with the steps and the original regulations.

On the day of the ceremony, six strong young men carried the chariot float from the innermost part of the village to the tallest sycamore tree at the head of the village, which is where the phoenix stopped at the beginning. That sycamore tree.

On the extremely beautifully decorated walking float sits the "Phoenix Girl" selected the day before, wearing a bright red sacrificial dress, with a pattern of a hundred birds facing the phoenix embroidered with gold thread on it, and a pattern on her head. Wear a gorgeous phoenix crown.

Her head is full of jewels, shining brightly with her dress in the sun.

When traveling on a walking chariot, villagers and outsiders lining the road will throw flowers on the chariot floats.

Because later it was derived that whoever throws more flowers on the float will receive more blessings from the Phoenix God. Everyone will prepare all kinds of flowers in advance and throw them on the float with great effort.

"After arriving under the sycamore tree, Feng Nu will also read some blessings under the tree.

This ceremony was completed, and after that, they dispersed to play the temple fair. "

After listening to Uncle Chen's words, Aunt Chen sighed: "We have been longing for the miracle to reappear, but it is a pity that it never happened again."

Luanniao’s gift of jade has really become a legend, gradually sealed in dust with the passage of time, and only the five-year sacrifice will bring up this legend again, wipe off the dust on it, and reappear in gorgeous and gorgeous colors in front of everyone.

"Then how did this phoenix girl be selected?"

After listening to Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen's narration, Xue Qing also began to look forward to the sacrifice ten days later.

At that time, it must be unprecedentedly grand and lively.

It's just that I don't know if the piece of jade that was given by the luan bird but has been lost is related to the jade pendant carved with the luan bird. They also met Aunt Chen and Uncle Chen for the first time, so Xue Qing decided not to ask them about the jade pendant on his body. The matter of the phoenix jade pendant.

Also, at the beginning, Qu Yiyi said that this phoenix jade pendant was once the personal belonging of a certain great power who had fallen, and the White House was also built with the mausoleum as the base, so it is not known who that great power was.

"On the day before the ceremony, Ling Yu personally selects."

Aunt Chen answered.

It turned out that when the luan bird appeared that day, in addition to giving jade, it also left a feather when it left.

And that feather was also kept together, and was used when choosing Feng Nu.

On the day before the ceremony, someone would stand on the only tall building in the village and loosen the feathers in their hands.

At that time, the feathers, which were as light as a speck of dust, would float down and fall towards the crowd surrounded by the tall buildings.

Whoever the feather falls on is the Phoenix girl of the second day.

"What if it didn't fall on the girls?"

Xue Qing asked his own question.

It sounds similar to throwing a hydrangea to choose a relative, but the feathers are much lighter than the hydrangea.

"In the past few years, I didn't have any worries. Although the village is small, there are many people. Every temple fair is very lively.

It's just that recently, more and more people from Qifeng Village have gone out to find work, and the number of people staying in the village has gradually decreased. "

Uncle Chen said that a face engraved with the marks of time but still full of simplicity and kindness is full of devout belief in the "Phoenix God".

"But don't worry for now, the Phoenix God will have his own will when the time comes."

From this point of view, the Phoenix God Sacrifice Ceremony is worth looking forward to.

"By the way, the borrowing thing I mentioned earlier..."

Aunt Chen mentioned it.

Let Xue Qing's movement of putting down the white porcelain bowl stop, and he just held the bowl in both hands, staring at Aunt Chen with a pair of almond eyes.

He was attracted by the legend of "the phoenix giving jade" mentioned by Uncle Chen. If Mrs. Chen hadn't mentioned it again, he would have almost completely forgotten the matter of "borrowing".

He just felt that Uncle Chen's attitude towards them was very friendly, so he subconsciously thought that they also agreed to his and Fa Hai's application for borrowing.

Thinking about it carefully at this moment, Uncle Chen and Aunt Chen did not expressly agree to their borrowing.

After listening to their request, Uncle Chen just let them enter the yard first.

Xue Qing hasn't fully imagined what he will do if he is rejected.

Then he and Fahai had to find another place to go.

Thinking of this, a pair of beautiful almond eyes still showed some helplessness.

"Is there no vacancy? It's okay. My brother and I can also ask other people."

Aunt Chen hadn't said anything yet, but Xue Qing had already opened her mouth to find a reason for Aunt Chen.

He was always like this, when he was rejected, he still made excuses for other people.

Maybe because he's used to being rejected.

But being watched by such a pair of eyes, Aunt Chen's heart will soften, let alone refuse?

Seeing Xue Qing pretending to be calm but still unable to hide his nervous and bewildered expression, Aunt Chen smiled reassuringly at Xue Qing.

"Don't be afraid, I don't mean to refuse you to borrow."

Aunt Chen said, "But the house is simple, with only one empty room, and the bed inside is also small."

She glanced at Fa Hai's tall figure.

"It's a bit crowded for two people to sleep at the same time. I don't know if you mind. If it's too crowded, I can help you and ask the neighbors if there are any vacancies."

As soon as the words fell, those almond eyes lit up again.

It was an unexpected surprise, Xue Qing heaved a sigh of relief.

Only then did he put down the white porcelain bowl that he had been holding in his hand.

"It's okay." A smile spread across the handsome white jade face, "I'm bothering you."

After the meal, the sky had already sunk.

There are not many lights in the village, so it seems that the whole village is enveloped in the dark night.

After Xue Qing helped Mrs. Chen wash the dishes, she returned to the yard, her hands were still wet, and there was a faint scent of saponins.

Standing at the door, I caught a glimpse of the tall figure who was standing on the fence and didn't know what he was doing.

The man remained motionless, as if concentrating on contemplation.

Feeling bad, Xue Qing walked lightly and slowly walked behind Fa Hai step by step.

In order to prevent Fa Hai from noticing, Xue Qing held his breath nervously.

In the next second, Xue Qing put his wet palm on Fa Hai's shoulder, leaving wet and irregular palm marks on it.

Looking at his "masterpiece" with satisfaction, Xue Qing's curled eyes were full of pride in the success of the prank.

The corners of Xue Qing's mouth just grinned, and met the phoenix eyes that turned over.

The smile froze on the face in front of him, like a mouse meeting a cat.

Xue Qing quickly hid his hands that had been wiped dry with his cassock behind his back, but in those bright eyes there was a confident innocence.

Even the darkness of the night couldn't stop the glint in his eyes.

The shape of Fa Hai's phoenix eyes is always sharp.

Usually he has a cold face, but his phoenix eyes reveal a faint deterrence and righteousness, as if he can wipe out all evil spirits.

But in front of the little monster in front of him, this pair of awe-inspiring phoenix eyes restrained all sharpness, just like the gentlest ray of wind in spring, forgiving everything.

Under such gazes, Xue Qing's thin white fingers clasped behind his back couldn't help twisting.

"Whisper."

Fa Hai didn't care about Xue Qing's wet marks on his shoulders, he only moved closer to Xue Qing, stretched out a finger to his thin lips, and signaled Xue Qing to keep silent.

When he turned around, Xue Qing saw Fa Hai's right hand clenched into a fist, as if holding something vaguely.

This posture made Xue Qing also nervous, subconsciously thinking that Fa Hai should have something important in his hand.

"What is it?"

There is a warm breath in the ear.

Quietly whispering intimately, as if afraid of disturbing something, the voice was released softly.

But still scratching the tip of his heart like a feather.

Itchy.

It was Xue Qing who stood on tiptoe cooperatively and whispered into Fahai's ear.

But Fahai didn't answer him.

He just raised his hand, his fingers were as long as jade, and the two of them lowered their heads and stared together.

The distance between them got closer unconsciously, Xue Qing's forehead almost touched Fa Hai's chin.

It seemed that as long as Fa Hai moved slightly, he could place a kiss on the broken hair on his forehead.

But he didn't notice it.

Fahai's fingers loosened slowly.

A gleam of light leaked from between the fingers, especially obvious in the darkness of night.

As the palm gradually opened, Xue Qing could clearly see what was in Fa Hai's palm.

It's two fireflies.

It is shining on the palm of Fa Hai.

The light of fireflies illuminates their faces.

Xue Qing stared at the two fireflies intently, for fear of disturbing them.

He is watching fireflies.

And Fa Hai was looking down at him.

"He once said that he would give me a palm of Xinghe."

"I've been waiting for him for a long time."

"Just never saw him again."

These few words suddenly broke into my mind.

Without warning, it just appeared in my mind.

It is obviously completely unfamiliar, but it seems to have known each other.

Even the tone of voice is familiar and sad.

It made him feel a little inexplicably sad for no reason.

As if it was my own personal experience.

Xue Qing raised his eyes and met those phoenix eyes.

The firefly in the palm escaped, and two light clusters flew upwards.

Swimming and flying past Fa Hai's face.

It illuminates the bright red cinnabar mole between the eyebrows, leaving a fleeting gleam in Fahai's pupils.

It was only at this moment that Xue Qing realized how close he was to Fa Hai.

It was so close that he could almost see his own reflection in Fa Hai's pupils.

And he was the only one in those phoenix eyes.