Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

Things in Haiyan Village seemed so ordinary, the villagers were hospitable, and the fishery was rich and diverse, but Feng Nian always felt that something was faintly wrong, but he couldn't tell where it was.

Sister, have you seen my brother? A little girl shook Feng Nian's hand lightly. She was also one of the tourists in this tour group, her name was Hou Xia; she also had a twin brother named Hou Chuan, the two are just eight years old this year. Along the way, she and her brother brought a lot of laughter to the tourists. The people in the tour group were very impressed with the two brothers and sisters.

She squatted down and looked at Hou Xia's eyes, No, my sister didn't see it. Where's your mother?

Mom went to the front, I walked slowly, and when I turned around, I found that my brother also ran to the front. Hou Xia's eyes glistened with tears. The mother of the twins is that folklore worker, Zhou Yurong.

It has to be said that Zhou Yurong is quite powerful. She is a single mother with twin children alone. But for work, she had to bring her twins when she came to Haiyan Village this time. Her younger sister Hou Xia is relatively quiet, and her elder brother Hou Chuan is naughty and active.

She took Hou Xia's chubby little hand, Go, sister will take you to find mother and brother.

However, when the two of them found Zhou Yurong, Zhou Yurong was busy taking pictures in the Xuantian Emperor's Temple, and she needed to record all these things in the form of video. There was no figure of Hou Chuan beside her.

Mom, seeing Zhou Yurong, Hou Xia cried and ran over. No matter how sensible Hou Xia is, she is only an eight-year-old child. After seeing her mother, she still couldn't help crying.

From Hou Xia's intermittent description, Zhou Yurong knew that Hou Chuan had come to the front, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Don't worry, let's ask other people. Feng Nian comforted softly, because she could tell that Zhou Yurong was also getting nervous. It was only a blink of an eye, Hou Chuan couldn't have run too far, he must still be around here .

After the tour guide learned that Hou Chuan was missing, and was about to mobilize other people to help find him, a woman from Haiyan Village came over holding Hou Chuan, Hey, do you know this child? He ran to my house.

Feng Nian noticed that when Hou Chuan was hugged by the woman, his eyes were a little loose, but after seeing Zhou Yurong, he struggled to get out of the woman's embrace, and ran back to Zhou Yurong and Hou Xia's side.

Zhou Yurong thanked the woman, and forced a hundred yuan to the woman as a reward.

Hou Xia was also worried that she would be separated from Hou Chuan again, so she held his hand tightly all the way.

Seeing that the child came back safely, the tour guide was also relieved.

For dinner, tourists ate seafood from Haiyan Village, including freshly caught small yellow croakers, scallops, and red shrimp. In addition to these seafood, the tour guide also brought a piece of news that made the tourists happy, that is, the village chief agreed to let the tourists watch the ceremony of the Yan Haishen Festival, but they could not approach Haiwanzi.

The tourists were all very happy, and Zhou Yurong was the happiest, because if she could take some photos about Yan Haishen Festival this time, then she would have material, and this folklore report would definitely be a hit.

In the middle of the night, the passengers all slept in the B\u0026B building.

Feng Nian opened the window, and a gust of sea breeze blew in, mixed with the smell of salty sea water. Looking from the B \u0026 B building, you can see that the villagers in the village have already rested at this time, except that the direction of the Xuantian Great Emperor Temple is brightly lit.

She changed into a black sportswear and blended into the night.

She quietly came to the Xuantian Great Emperor Temple, and saw the young men from the village sitting in the temple, as if they were guarding the whole pigs used for ceremonies. There are also some old people and women who are also busy in the open space of the temple. They are boiling syrup and frying peanuts, which is preparing for making sugar lions. At that time, the sugar lion will also be presented as a tribute to Yan Haishen.

The group of people outside were all preparing for the Yan Haishen Festival ceremony, and there was nothing wrong with it. She dodged directly, avoiding the patrolling people, and came to the backyard of the temple.

There was still light coming from one of the back rooms. The figures of three people appeared in the window. Feng Nian approached on tiptoe.

Boss, remember to get your daughter-in-law ready. The day after tomorrow is the Yan Haishen Festival, so don't make any mistakes. An old voice sounded, although it was deliberately lowered, but she could still hear the back room clearly. The content of the conversation between the three of them.

Dad, I see, replied a submissive voice, and after a pause, he added, Dad, why don't we stop, after all, those two children are only eight years old.

Oh, it's easy for you to say, we stopped, what should Yan Haishen get angry? Can you bear this responsibility? The last person in the room spoke, and from his tone, it seemed that he was very dissatisfied with the boss and wanted to come to him It should be the younger brother. Because he was born late, all the family affairs were handed over to the eldest brother. In order to inherit his father's mantle, he always took away the credit from the boss from time to time, but he didn't expect that this time because the family had no children, he had to give the credit to the boss.

The eldest is too honest, but the youngest is too shrewd. The old man knows that the youngest has always disobeyed his elder brother, so the sound of slapping the table overwhelms the youngest's eccentric words, The youngest, he is your brother, you are all my brother. son.

These words are to remind the two brothers to unite and not fight each other. It seems that the old man still has some brains. But just based on their few words, it is impossible to know what they are going to do next.

Dad, don't be angry. I'm just asking my brother to remind my sister-in-law to be careful about the twins. Otherwise, if Yan Haishen gets angry this time, no one in our village will be able to escape!

The ceremony the day after tomorrow is the key point for the twins who come to the village to travel. If it weren't for the fact that the old man has children and can play with the twins, how could the task of guarding the twins fall on him.

The boss didn't speak anymore. He is also the father of the child, so he couldn't bear it.

Just when the old man was about to continue to say something, bursts of noise suddenly came from the backyard.

Come on, put out the fire.

It turned out that the paper sacrifices to Yan Haishen in the backyard caught fire. The paper offerings were inherently flammable, and once they ignited, everything in the yard would be set ablaze. At this time, the backyard of the Xuantian Great Emperor Temple was in flames and smoke billowed into the sky. Whether it was the people in the temple or the people nearby, they all rushed over with buckets.

The three people in the back room rushed out, the boss and the youngest also joined the fire extinguishing crowd, and the old man commanded the crowd calmly. When he appeared, many people seemed to feel relieved. They all shouted Village Chief.

The old man just nodded and asked the people present to divide into two teams. One team was responsible for pulling out the paper sacrifices that were not on fire, and the other team was responsible for putting out the fire.