This village looks not big or small, about a hundred families, near the sea. Once you get to the nearest village, you can obviously smell the salty smell in the sea breeze and you can also see some fishing boats.

This is a typical fishing village in the southeast coastal area. Perhaps the villagers have been relying on fishing in the sea for several lifetimes. They have almost no other source of income. They may have spent most of the year on the sea.

When the car drove to the fishing village, the rain started to rain, and then it got heavier and heavier. At the end, the vision was blurred. Wang Zan and Bai Pu braved the rain and walked around the village. There was no need to think about hotels and hotels in such places, unless it was possible to find them in the town.

Originally, the two of them were thinking about whether they would stay overnight at home. However, because it was raining too heavily, it was difficult to get off the bus. The other was that they found that most of the families in the village had turned off their lights and were inconvenient to disturb them. So they drove the car to a wide area and stopped it. They planned to deal with it overnight in the car. Originally, this was a modified business car, with the seats at the back flat, and there was a lot of food and drink water in the car, so the problem of sleeping was not very big.

The raindrops slapped the car and all the noises were heard, which sounded particularly crisp. The water flow washed down from the car windows flowed into a line, which looked a bit beautiful.

The two of them were lying in the car and hugging each other, unable to sleep for a while, so they chatted and looked at the rain outside. Although this environment is quite harsh and difficult, the artistic conception is still very good. Apart from the sound of rain and the sound of waves, there are only the soft whispers of the two of them.

Maybe after driving for a day, people were tired and tired. After chatting for a while, they gradually fell asleep and snored slightly.

I don’t know when the rain stopped. The weather by the sea comes and goes quickly. As long as it is not a typhoon day, it usually doesn’t stop. At about midnight, at one or two in the morning, Wang Zan was sleeping in a daze and vaguely heard the sound of beating gongs and drums. Under the quiet night sky, people would easily be awakened by a little sound.

Wang Zan sat up, yawned and stretched his waist. He found that the sound in his ears became clearer. He looked out of the car, and when he opened the window, a wet breath after the rain floated in.

At the same time, Wang Zan also saw a team walking towards the village, and the sound of gongs and drums came from there.

There seemed to be quite a lot of people in this team. After a few glances at Wang Zan, he found that there might be more than one or two hundred people. In front were four men holding lanterns in their hands, followed by several people carrying a big drum, and two people were beating the gong. There seemed to be a sedan chair in the back, with a very tall man sitting on it. When Wang Zan was a little surprised, he realized that the sedan chair was actually a statue of god.

In this case, if it were someone else, he would have been shocked. Even Wang Zan initially thought that he had met a team that got married at night, or a ghost was welcoming the bride, but he immediately found that there was nothing wrong with the team, all living people.

The noise outside reached the car, and Bai Pu was also woken up. When she saw Wang Zan looking at him, she asked softly: "Why is it so lively? What's the matter?"

"I don't know, people came from the village. They should be local villagers. What activities may be..."

Bai Pu said "Oh", and after a careful look, he said, "It's a sacrifice to Mazu. If you calculate it, today should be the ninth day of the ninth month, which is Mazu's death day. In this kind of sacrifice, people usually get up very early, almost from the second half of the night. Some places have some rules that the sacrifice must be completed before the sun rises, so that Mazu can bless them. The customs in different places are different, at least there are dozens or hundreds of rules, but they are all similar, they are just praying for peace and blessing."

At this time, the team walked over not far from them. Wang Zan found that it seemed to be a sacrificial ritual. There were many tributes carried behind, as well as live cattle, sheep, pigs and other livestock. There was a square formation at the end of the team. These people were wearing colorful clothes, with heavy makeup on their faces, and they danced while walking, with a full sense of rhythm. The dance dance in this square formation was probably similar to the kind of genres in Chaoshan area along the coast of Lingnan.

Originally, Wang Zan was no longer interested after watching for a while. He thought that he and Bai Pu would sleep for a while after these villagers walked over. However, when the team was about to finish, Wang Zan found two strange things.

Among the villagers, two children, six or seven years old, followed behind the adults in numbness. The two children were wearing very festive clothes, which were bright red, with flowers on their chests, and their eyebrows on their faces were very obvious. The sky was a little dark, but it could be seen clearly with the moonlight.

These two children are one man and one woman, so dressing like this must be a bit weird. If it were put on adults, it would be nothing strange, because this was the dressing of young men and women when they got married in ancient times.

Wang Zan frowned immediately. Bai Pu didn't notice this detail and asked, "What's wrong with you? It seems that something is wrong?"

Bai Pu's feelings are very sensitive. After spending so long with Wang Zan, he can clearly detect anything strange if he is a little strange.

"Did you see those two children? They are dressed up and they are following the team."

"Well, if you don't say I haven't noticed it yet, what's wrong?" Bai Pu asked in confusion.

"Don't you think it's a bit strange? They are all adults, and they go to the beach to worship Mazu. With these two children, it seems quite inappropriate."

Bai Pu thought for a while and said, "It's nothing, right? Isn't this quite normal? Maybe there is a ritual to prepare. Didn't I just say that there are many different rules and details of Mazu sacrifices in various places. Maybe this is the custom here."

"You haven't thought about it anywhere else?" Wang Zan said with a frown on his lips.

"What do you think?"

"You said it was a sacrifice, so it was impossible for it to be a sacrifice for boys and girls?"
Chapter completed!