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I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.
In the afternoon of that day, the incident of Tang Li's blind date spread in the village.
There are various versions, and the more they spread, the more outrageous they become.
There is even a version that the man came to Xianyuan, left without saying a word, feeling ashamed.
The final result was that when Tang Li went out, people looked at her with strange eyes.
"Lily is a golden flower in our village. It's normal for others to feel that they are not worthy of her."
"That is, people from those small places will be scared away when they enter our village."
"You say, if Lily is like this, will she really not be able to find her husband's family in the future?"
"It's hard to say, there are a lot of older leftover women in our village, like Yaoyao and Ruoxue, both of whom have reached the age of marriage."
"Well, the key is where their identities are. It's not easy for us to intervene."
People in the village sit and chat together when they have nothing to do.
The recent topics have all been about blind dates, about girls.
The so-and-so's daughter is a bit picky. I have introduced several of them, but I didn't like any of them.
Whose family's son is still in school, and there is a long queue for introductions.
In short, the end of the new year is approaching, and even if Yuelong Villa is not open yet, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.
For example, one day, a young man driving a car came to the village for a blind date.
As a result, I haven't reached the woman's house yet. Seeing that every household in the village has cars and houses, I was so scared that I went back straight away.
Tang Shuai went on a blind date again today, and this is the dozens of times. How bad the woman is, she just can't get into his eyes.
As a result, the villagers began to worry.
What if the woman can't get married and the man can't get a wife?
This situation continued until the Chinese New Year.
On New Year's Eve, the village became lively again.
?Because starting tomorrow, the village will be lifted from the closed state and reopened to the outside world.
The death incident in the mountains was also judged to have nothing to do with Yuelong Villa.
In this way, today may be the last day of leisure for all villagers.
However, on this day, everything in the Shanshen Temple was completed, the high courtyard wall, unless it was standing on the roof of its own building.
Or stand by the window outside the courtyard wall, otherwise you will never see the situation inside.
The reason why the mountain temple was completed on the eve of the New Year's Eve was, in Liu Ye's words, for auspiciousness.
So on this day, people from both inside and outside the village ran to Yuelong Mountain Villa.
As for whether it is a real spirit or a false spirit, everyone is trying to feel at ease.
Although the firecrackers are small, they can't stand up to the crowds. For a whole day, the whole mountain temple is full of firecrackers.
The long queue lined up directly from the back of the mountain to the entrance of the village.
No one thinks it takes a long time to wait. The more people there are, the more it means that this temple is very spiritual.
Zhang Shengli stood inside the high wall, watching the pilgrims coming and going, feeling a little shocked in his heart.
In front of the statue of the mountain god, the incense altar table was neatly arranged, and a super large merit box was placed beside it.
Draw lots for fortune-telling, and a table is placed next to it.
I don't know where Liu Ye found a magic stick, and he just sat at the table and received people who came to draw lots.
This is not like a mountain temple, but like a temple.
Sitting next to Zhang Shengli, the smile on Mr. Liu's face never stopped.
"How is it? Does it look like that?"
Zhang Shengli rubbed his nose, seeing the pieces of incense money stuffed into the merit box, it was impossible not to be surprised.
But he was more interested in that magic stick.
"Where did you find the old guy, how much money do you give me a month?"
Sixth Master laughed loudly: "You don't have to worry about this, people don't want money, as long as they have a stable place to live."
"No money? What about food?"
"Eat and live with the mountain god, don't worry about him."
Zhang Shengli was a little puzzled, but the sixth master said so, what else could he say.
Standing up, seeing the opportunity, he came directly to the magic stick, and sat down on the bench in front of him: "I'll come to make a fortune too."
As he spoke, he picked up the lottery bucket and shook it like this.
However, no matter how he shook it, the sticks in the bucket seemed to have taken root, and they couldn't survive.
? The magic stick, who was still lifeless and lacking any energy, suddenly lost his eyes and looked at Zhang Shengli just like that.
"What the hell!" Zhang Shengli threw the lottery bucket on the table angrily: "This is too amateurish, let someone change it tomorrow."
Sixth Master came over at this time and pulled it away: "What are you doing here to join in the fun, where should you go? It's already thirty years old, why don't you stay at home and join in the fun with this."
Zhang Shengli shook his head, turned around and left, but after walking a few steps, he turned his head and said to Liu Ye: "My master said, it's hard for you to live alone for the Chinese New Year. Come with them and go to Xianyuan to celebrate the New Year."
Liu Ye waved his hand: "I have been here for decades, so I won't go."
"Would you like to go, but we are planning to set up a few tables in Xianyuan today. I will cook, will you go?"
Hearing this, Liu Ye swallowed and asked, "Who are they all?"
"Only our family, who else can there be?"
"Well, let me think about it."
"Well, think about it carefully, it's okay not to go, it just saves me two sips of wine."
"You made it?"
"Well, it was buried a few years ago, and it was dug today."
When Liu Ye heard this, he would refuse, so he pulled Zhang Shengli and walked outside the mountain temple.
Zhang Shengli smiled happily, and just let the other party pull him: "Why? Have you considered it?"
"What else are you thinking about, give your master a face, and save him from being bored during the New Year alone."
Zhang Shengli laughed again: "My master is not boring. His son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter came here in the morning, and they are all planning to celebrate the New Year here."
"What about Old Man Wei?"
"Him? He finished dinner with us today, and will go back with Yanyan tomorrow. He has a family."
Sixth Master seemed to have an uneasy expression on his face, and said, "Then it will be old man Wei's farewell bar."
Zhang Shengli curled his mouth. It didn't sound right, but he didn't say anything.
It would be best if Master Liu is willing to go.
It's no fun to celebrate the new year with a lone family at home. After being a chess friend with the master for so many years, the master naturally doesn't want him to have an unhappy life.
It's just that when they were on the way back to Xianyuan, they were taken aback by the situation along the way.
"Why are there so many people?"
Zhang Shengli deliberately walked to the side of the road, followed the road, and looked towards the entrance of the village.
But he remembered clearly that there were not many people when he came to the mountain temple in the morning, so it was only a little while.
"What do you know, our temples here are famous for their efficacy. I told you before that we have mountain gods here, but you just don't believe it."
Zhang Shengli shook his head.
"What's wrong? Still don't believe it?"
How could it be possible to believe it? If there is a master Zhang Shengli, he will definitely believe it. After all, he can be considered one, but how can he believe in something so illusory as a mountain god?
"Haha, Victory, don't believe me. Let me tell you, there really is a mountain god on our mountain. He saved my son's life a few days ago."
Just then, a voice sounded from the crowd. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com