After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

Bian Ruitong talked incessantly about what Duan Jiling's father and the Elders' Council had done, and became more and more angry as he spoke.

Finally, when she talked about how Duan Jiling turned several elders who were still in good health into medicine men needed by witch doctors, she even said bitterly: "It's what they deserve."

He Yuanyao and the others couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. He Yuanyao couldn't help but nodded: "It really deserves it."

Zheng Shu asked curiously, "Does Lingling really not have much time left to live?"

Bian Ruitong sighed and shook his head: "I don't know, but Elder Lao and Chief Lu said it can't be cured, so I don't know either."

"She even vomited blood while dancing last night." No one else saw it, but Bian Ruitong watched the whole thing. She is not someone who can keep secrets, so she blurted it out accidentally.

Wen Zhimiao also sighed: "I can only say that I will do my best."

Neither Lu Jiaoyue nor the best witch doctor here could cure her. It was estimated that the old elder's treatment method was to alleviate her condition as much as possible and delay it as long as possible, but it was hard to say how many years it could be delayed.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

"Okay, no matter what, don't do this in front of Lingling. She definitely doesn't want us to be too cautious with her. Since we are still alive, there is always hope. At least we can live happily every day." Shi Wanyue said to the others.

Bian Ruitong nodded quickly: "Yeah, I think so too."

Shi Wanyue chuckled and said, "That's enough. We've eaten enough. Let's go do what we need to do."

Zheng Shu looked at Qi Linglang: "Linglang, do you want to go out and take a look?"

She wanted to go and take a look, but she didn't dare to do it without someone accompanying her.

"Isn't there a market today? It seems like we didn't finish shopping yesterday?" Wen Zhimiao remembered that there would be a market for three consecutive days recently, and there would be all kinds of fun and interesting things at the market.

"Oh, yes. Miaomiao, are you guys going with us?" Zheng Shu asked with some anticipation.

"Okay."

Bian Ruitong waved her hand and said, "I won't go. I'm going to learn dragon dancing from the people here."

He Yuanyao was also quite interested after hearing this: "Take me with you."

"Okay."

So the group split into two groups.

Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue took Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu to the market. The market had already started and there were quite a few people there.

Lushui City and its surrounding areas are not considered disaster areas, so the people in the city are relatively peaceful. However, Lushui City has now accepted some refugees, and most of these refugees still live in relief areas.

The Duan family and some merchants in the city provided some jobs to these people, so they were able to settle down temporarily.

The market was bustling with activity, and as the four of them walked through it, they found everything new and interesting.

Halfway through the tour, Qi Linglang and Zheng Shu were attracted by the craftsmen in the city, and the four of them parted ways.

Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue continued to stroll for a while, and after a while they saw a lot of people walking towards the largest temple in the city.

After asking, I found out that there would be a sacrifice to the gods today, and even a parade of gods in a while.

If you want to participate, you can go to the temple to sign up, get a number plate, and then row with the group and follow the statue to swim on the river.

Wen Zhimiao looked at Shi Wanyue: "Sister, do you want to go with me?"

Shi Wanyue smiled and said, "Okay."

Shi Wanyue certainly had no objection to having the opportunity to do these things with Wen Zhimiao.

So the two of them went to sign up together.

The person registering the names also looked at Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue. Wen Zhimiao did not look helpless, but he hesitated and asked Shi Wanyue, "Are you sure you want to join? Swimming in the river is not fun. You have to paddle from one end to the next and then back. The whole process will consume a lot of energy, and you can't eat during the whole process."

Shi Wanyue smiled and nodded: "Thank you, I will definitely participate."

"Okay, name."

"Master Wanyue."

"They are all from the Central Plains." The person registering asked curiously.

"Yes, can't people from Central Plains participate?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"Yes, why not?"

"Don't some places allow non-believers to participate?" Wen Zhimiao remembered that some places had such customs.

"That's somewhere else, not here. The Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens protects the world, even those who are not believers." When the person registering mentioned the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens, there was an expression of extreme piety on his face.

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but laugh: "That makes sense."

"Okay, now that you've decided to participate, you can't regret it. These two sachets are for you. It's not time yet, so you can go shopping in other places at the temple fair. Then remember to gather at the ferry when the time comes, and just walk along this path." The registrar was kind enough to show them the way.

"Thank you."

After registering, the two went to the temple fair, where there were many handicrafts and some snacks.

We really have to thank Wen Rongxue for unifying so many small countries in the south and introducing the currency of the Central Plains, otherwise Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue would not even have any money here.

There are many fun and delicious things to do at the temple fair, as well as dances to worship the gods. Their dancing is graceful, like elves in the mountains.

Wen Zhimiao hadn't had a good time in a long time, so he couldn't help but pull Shi Wanyue around to look around.

Finally, the two stopped under a big tree in the temple: "What a big tree."

The tree was indeed very large, shading half of the temple.

There were incense offerings under the tree, and many wind chimes unique to this place hung on the tree, but it was not hung with red ribbons like in later generations.

"What are we praying for here?" Wen Zhimiao asked curiously while looking at the tree.

"You can ask for anything you want. Lady Xuannv can do anything!" a child answered nearby.

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but look down at the little girl: "You know so much?"

Shi Wanyue took a look at the girl's clothes and said, "She might be a boy from this temple."

Wen Zhimiao then took a closer look at the little girl and found that she was indeed dressed the same as other monks in the temple.

"Yes." The little boy nodded vigorously.

"Would you two like to burn incense and pray?" the little boy asked again.

"You can ask for marriage, career, business luck, etc. Lady Xuannv can do anything!" said the little boy with a smile.

Wen Zhimiao chuckled and replied, "Okay, do you want to donate money for incense?"

"We are a legitimate Xuannv temple and we are not a scam. Why do we need incense money?" The little boy looked at Wen Zhimiao with some confusion.

Wen Zhimiao chuckled, it was she who had fallen into a misunderstanding.

Master Wanyue smiled at the little boy and said, "Okay, how do we do it?"

The little boy lit incense for them, and then instructed them to kowtow to the big tree first, and then go into the main hall to kowtow to the statue of Xuannv.

Then he went to the side hall to kowtow to the other two gods.

After they finished worshipping, the little boy gave each of them a talisman: "Okay, from now on, Lady Xuannv will protect you."

Wen Zhimiao and Shi Wanyue took the talisman and bowed to the little boy: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

As the two of them walked out, Wen Zhimiao suddenly asked Shi Wanyue in a low voice: "What did my sister ask for?"

Shi Wanyue smiled at her and said, "The wish you made to not study won't work once you say it out loud?"

The little boy turned his head and looked at her: "There is no such saying."

She gestured toward the hall again and bowed slightly.

"Sincerity is the key to success. What does it have to do with whether you say it or not?"