manynovel Chapter 427 Sea God Festival in Other Villages
Chapter 427 Sea God Festival in Other Villages
Chapter 427 Sea God Festival in Other Villages
The next morning.
Luo Haicheng, the village chief of a small fishing village, was carried out of his house by a demon spirit, much to the surprise of his wife.
"Village Chief, the early bird catches the worm! We need to get things done early so we can go home and have dinner sooner! Your dad said the next village is just across a mountain! We need to get there as soon as possible!" Yao Ling said excitedly, and Ye Nanxiao on her shoulder also wiggled excitedly.
Last night, Yao Ling and Ye Nanxiao had a long talk with the former village chief and finally figured out some of the mysterious veil surrounding the mermaid clan. Although there was no seashell vest as they had imagined, there was a coral long skirt!
Sitting in one of the village's only five horse-drawn carriages, Luo Haicheng personally became the driver, urging the horse to cross the mountains.
Originally, the demon spirit planned to sneak over with Luo Haicheng's shield shadow, but Ye Nanxiao did not agree.
For Luo Haicheng, it was enough for the two of them to maintain their identities as generous businessmen.
Anyway, crossing a mountain only takes half a day.
As the holiday drew to a close, Ye Nanxiao, whose vacation was almost over, showed no sign of panic.
If you're out of vacation time, just give yourself a few more days off. After all, you're separated by thousands of miles, so how could Gu Yuena possibly come and drag you back to work?
Ye Nanxiao had even thought of the reasons he would use to explain himself when he went back!
"Look at all this trekking through mountains and valleys, it's normal for it to take a month or two, right? And look at all those colorful pleasure boats on the waterways, it's normal for the host to invite you aboard for tea to take a week or two, right? Spirits can't fly for long periods of time, especially with a salted fish like yourself in tow?"
Ye Nanxiao swayed his flower-like body, giving himself a thumbs-up for his perfectly conceived reason.
Going up a mountain is easy, but coming down is hard. This principle is not difficult to understand, is it?
"Strategist, stop swaying! I know what mischief you're up to!" The demon spirit stretched out two fingers and froze Ye Nanxiao, who was swinging wildly on her shoulder.
"What nonsense are you spouting! This strategist is not thinking any bad ideas! This strategist is upright and honest, and all my friends in the underworld call me the Honest and Delicious Young Master!" Ye Nanxiao snorted coldly.
"I see." The demon spirit rolled her eyes at Ye Nanxiao. "So, have you come up with a reason for extending your vacation?"
"I just thought of it!" Ye Nanxiao said confidently.
The demon spirit glanced at Luo Haicheng, who was focused on driving his horse, and said with some worry, "Strategist, are you really planning to go back late? Won't we get crushed by the master?"
"Of course not! Would she dare?" Ye Nanxiao said dismissively.
"Oh ho? It seems the strategist is hiding his true abilities! So you do have something to say to the lord, right?" The demon's eyes curved into semicircles, with a comical smile on his face.
"Explain in detail!"
Ye Nanxiao released a Spirit-Blooming Grass, crossed his arms, and said with a disdainful expression, "As long as your master dares to hit me! She'll be begging me not to die in less than three rounds!"
The demon spirit immediately felt bored, realizing that its shamelessness was far inferior to Ye Nanxiao's.
Ye Nanxiao had some experience with shamelessness, but the demon spirits refused to learn it.
After crossing the mountain, a village much larger than the small fishing village came into view.
Luo Haicheng skillfully parked the carriage in front of a giant tree at the village entrance, turned to the demon spirit and said, "We've arrived! Looks like we're not too late, their festival hasn't started yet."
The demon spirit looked at the huge stone sculpture that had been moved by many people working together.
The stone carvings were similar to the wood carvings I had seen earlier in the small fishing village, and the statues were all holding a trident.
Exquisite patterns are carved on the trident, and water mist and waves move around the trident.
"Why do I feel like this trident is the main character?" the demon spirit asked.
Luo Haicheng nodded and said, "Zhulang Village worships the incomparably powerful strength of the Sea God, so the trident that the Sea God used to suppress the four seas has become the spiritual pursuit of Zhulang Village."
"Prefer the trident to the sea god? This village must be a martial village, right?" the demon spirit said, following Luo Haicheng into Zhulang Village.
"It's also possible that they believe the Sea God is powerful because of the trident, and that the trident brought the Sea God fame." Ye Nanxiao seemed to have left his body, his lower body still connected to the Spirit Blossom Grass.
"Does that mean their faith isn't pure enough? They believe in the sea god's weapons instead of the sea god himself?" the demon spirit asked.
"Well, I'd like to figure that out too. I'll have to keep looking into it." Ye Nanxiao felt that the question about demon spirits was very meaningful. If believers worship weapons rather than the weapon wielders themselves, can the weapon wielders obtain the power of faith that is bestowed upon the weapons?
If faith weapons could allow users to harness the power of faith contained within them, then the plan to create gods would be much simpler.
"Is it possible that the power of faith can evolve weapons? I mean, like those stories you write in your spare time, strategist! Sword spirits! Sword souls and all that!" The demon spirit chuckled.
Ye Nanxiao, who was pondering whether he could create a weapon of faith, suddenly froze, turned his head sharply, and asked, "How the hell did you find out about the story I wrote! You kept it so well hidden!"
Those storybooks were all written by myself to pass the long hours and relieve boredom!
It's just for my own amusement!
Since it's just for my own amusement, then of course all the things I dare not say aloud and certain hobbies that I can't reveal are written down here!
Ye Nanxiao felt his face getting hot, but since he was a soul, he wouldn't blush; the heat was just from shyness and irritability!
"Hehe! Strategist, you're staying with the Lord, and you're even hiding things in the places the Lord provided. Do you think the Lord will find out?" The demon spirit revealed a meaningful smile.
"Damn it!" Ye Nanxiao felt dizzy and shrunk back into the Spirit Blooming Grass.
The two roots of the Spirit Blossom Grass kept curling up, as if it wanted to carve a three-bedroom apartment out of the demon spirit's shoulder!
"Strategist, which is stronger, the Evil King's True Eye or the Evil Eye of that Demon Forest Octopus Monster?" The demon spirit covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Guess." Ye Nanxiao held his head, feeling like he had dug out more than just a three-bedroom apartment.
How the hell would Gu Yuena find out about my boring and childish comments?
You can't hide under the bed next time!
Luo Haicheng is the village chief of the small fishing village. The villagers of Zhulang Village all know him. When they saw him bring an unfamiliar face, they didn't ask any questions and continued to bury themselves in preparing for the festival.
"Old Luo! What's up? You're here to watch our village's festival today?" A bald, burly man ran over, kicking up clouds of dust.
The burly man had a trident tattoo on his bald head. The tattoo was crudely done and the design was somewhat blurry, so it was probably tattooed on by himself.
"I brought my village's guests to see your festival. They have a strong interest in the ocean," Luo Haicheng said, extending his arm to hug the bald, muscular man.
"Oh? Interested in the ocean! Then you're a friend from Zhulang Village!" The bald, burly man looked at the demon spirit with a fervent smile on his face.
The demon looked at the tattoo on the burly man's head with great interest and asked, "How did you get that?"
"Hey! You have good taste, young man! I put a lot of effort into this! Let me tell you!" The bald, burly man beamed with delight when he saw that someone had noticed his tattoo immediately.
"Dude, is he hoping to get hit on the head by a trident and be blessed?" Ye Nanxiao suppressed the urge to burst out with sarcastic remarks.
"Strategist!"
A faint call echoed in Ye Nanxiao's mind.
Ye Nanxiao shuddered, shook his head violently, and scanned his surroundings. The lively scene was still there, but why did he seem to hear shouts?
Am I cursed?
Or is it the woman's resentment?
That's not right!
If it's resentment, then it should be directed at the demon spirit! He's the one who's out there deceiving people!
"Have you had enough fun? Come back right away!"
The voice rang in Ye Nanxiao's mind, confirming that he was not hallucinating.
And the voice, while slightly playful, was also very familiar.
Ye Nanxiao jumped up, lifted the demon spirit's long hair and burrowed inside, burying the large flower stamen in the hair like an ostrich clutching its bottom.
"Strategist, what are you doing?" The demon spirit was taken aback by Ye Nanxiao's sudden action.
"I heard the whispers of the devil!" Ye Nanxiao said solemnly.
A dark shadow emerged from behind the demon and pulled Ye Nanxiao, who was hiding in its hair, back to his original position, while it continued to deal with the bald, muscular man.
Ye Nanxiao emerged from the Spirit Blossom Grass and discovered a small silver cube on the back of his right hand that was flashing.
"The devil's whispers, is this how I am in the strategist's eyes? How disappointing!"
The devil's whispers continue!
Ye Nanxiao silently used his left hand to try to pry off the silver cube on the back of his right hand.
"I can't get it off. It seems this is what's causing my auditory hallucinations! It must be cured!" Ye Nanxiao transformed his left hand into a knife and chopped at his own hand with the other.
"Try having another episode!"
Increasing the volume will double the effect.
Ye Huli stopped instantly and stood at attention.
"Answer me, where are you, what are you doing, and when are you coming back!" Gu Yuena's voice carried a hint of resentment.
"The beach, the festival, we'll talk about it tomorrow," Ye Nanxiao replied just as readily.
A commotion arose, and Ye Nanxiao promptly shifted his attention.
The statue has been erected, and villagers are praying and dancing around it.
Unlike shamanistic rituals, the villagers of Zhulang Village perform a war dance, wielding wooden tridents and wielding them with great vigor.
A powerful force danced around the statue.
Wisps of water mist began to swirl around the statue.
Within the mist, a figure formed from the mist seemed to be wielding a trident.
"The beach? No, come back!" Gu Yuena immediately realized what Ye Nanxiao was doing.
"It has begun, the dance has started." Ye Nanxiao replied simply, his soul power swirling. He saw it: the figure dancing in the mist was a light and shadow composed entirely of the power of faith!
A power of faith completely different from that of the small fishing village! A different way of believing!
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