Chapter 1263 - 1260

"Wandering God's sedan chair? No way am I sitting there..."

Ansheng repeatedly shook his head to refuse. During the Wandering God event, the sedan chair is reserved for the Main God. The parade, in essence, is about inviting the ancestral deities to survey the prosperity of their descendants.

During this time, tourists and villagers can reach out to touch the various Divine Generals, absorbing some good fortune and blessings.

The pace of the Wandering God is quite slow, not like the previous deity welcoming event's sedan chair drifting and racing, ancestor clashes.

At such a pace, Ansheng worried that his urinary catheter fur might be plucked by tourists who can't resist touching.

Of course.

Ansheng isn't a stingy fox; he just thinks that tourists who can't resist might take his fur home and suddenly realize they can't beat a single strand, which would be quite embarrassing.

"Alright, I'll let the village head know." Ah Qing held a plastic spoon in her hand, sending a message on Weixin to the village head and her dad saying the Little Fox won't participate.

Once Ah Qing sent the message, an anguished howl from Old Deng echoed inside the ancestral hall:

"No—"

"How can Master Fuli not participate? Apart from Master Fuli, our family doesn't worship any other masters."

"..."

Ah Qing shrunk her neck, looking cautiously like a guilty thief glancing at her dad's direction, lightly coughed twice, pretending not to hear, and turned to Momo and Fatty Girl:

"Everyone, don't be shy, help yourselves from the big pot. Eating well gives you the strength for the next big meal..."

After having breakfast in the ancestral hall, everyone who'd been busy all morning sat down to rest, with the well-dressed Tower Bone Divine Generals standing on either side of the hall.

Time reached eight o'clock sharp.

"Dong—"

The powerful drumbeat sounded, transforming into a low-frequency impact, resonating inside everyone's chest in sync with the drumbeats.

At this moment, the sounds of gongs and drums rang out together, making the entire village lively.

The Divine Generals one by one bowed to the Main God, ready and waiting. The dragon and lion dance teams set out, opening the way for the following parade.

Ah Qing's flag-bearing team followed the dragon dance troupe out of the ancestral hall, paving a "patrol route" through the crowded streets.

The first and second floors of the ancestral hall, village rooftops, and any open spots on trees were crowded with people.

Firecrackers and fireworks gradually began to pop, and each household cheered as they saw the Wandering God procession.

The Divine Generals aren't governmental; they're ancestral deities worshipped by every household. On the Wandering God day, they're invited and then brought to participate in the community "patrol" event.

Some princes and princesses even have their dedicated fan clubs following them, waving lights in support.

"Master Fuli!"

The procession reached the front of Lin Ying's family villa, where Lin Ying lay on her home's rooftop parapet wall, with fox ears on her head, flipping over to ride on the wall and picked up a big megaphone to shout:

"Safety! Prosperity!"

And hit by Lin Ying's ridicule, the Landlord of Longevity, at this moment, each held a sign, pulled out a lighted sign, forming the phrase: [Master Fuli! Safety and Prosperity!]

"Ying—"

Ansheng saw Lin Ying and Lin Tongshu, standing from Ah Qing's shoulder, waving towards the villa direction.

"Safety, hey!"

With Lin Ying's shout, the volunteers or Divine Generals' hosts within the Wandering God procession also started chanting slogans.

One shout of "Safety" was followed by others responding with "Prosperity, hey."

During the Wandering God event, the team was filled with kind words and blessings, all wishing everyone health and prosperity.

No troublemakers or thorns; any such individuals, in the long history of the Wandering God, have been physically removed from their bloodline forever.

"The atmosphere is outstanding!"

Momo followed beside Ah Qing, holding a cellphone to livestream, babbling to explain to the audience:

"Wandering God on-site is way more thrilling than a DJ music festival!"

"No matter how good the sound at a music festival is, nothing beats the live hand-played drum beats' shock and influence. If the stream allowed lowerbrow moments, a plump aunt livestreaming would show you a resonating milk dance."

"Moderators should mute those wanting to see this, lest the livestream room gets banned."

Momo talked eloquently, weaving through the crowd, even catching a fevered uncle who beat through a big drum membrane in the intense drum team.

Momo didn't hesitate, immediately sticking the microphone in the fevered uncle's face to interview him.

"By the way!"

"Those wanting to join the Fox offline handshake event, search for [Fox Immortal Palace] on the Ethical Map; the Fox Immortal Temple venue can't handle hundreds of people's rush."

After leaving Changxi Town, the extending procession entered another village's area.

The village's respected elders welcomed them, with beverages in custom long-spout pots, instantly helping the inside staff replenish fluids within the Divine Generals.

Ah Qing of the flag-bearing team went to the table, picked up water to drink, and grabbed candy and snacks.

"Ton ton ton—"

Ansheng snagged a can of Coke, and with his tail, wrapped a can of Red Bull, handing it to Momo's side.

After passing through a village, a batch of staff within the Tower Bone Divine Generals was replaced, resting briefly before setting off again.

Ah Qing carried a flag for over two hours when fellow village girls approached and patted her, taking over the [Uphold Justice] flag.

"Phew... Shifted out."

After passing the flag, Ah Qing sighed in relief and took a sip of her expensive milk tea.

Over twenty yuan for a cup, with several hundred cups were placed on the table for the Wandering God staff to take freely.

The Changxi Town Wandering God event raised over three million yuan, providing top-notch treatment and meals for the staff.

"Oh damn... Shouting has made my throat almost phlegmy." Momo finished weaving through the crowd, sat next to Ah Qing on a red-backed plastic chair, widened her eyes and complained:

"No wonder those shopping streamers all end up with throaty smoker duck voices, shouting and streaming every day deepens their career smoker voices."

"Can't handle this job..." Momo handed the cellphone back to Ah Qing, speaking with a slightly hoarse voice:

"By the way, the livestream viewers mentioned someone has already reached the Fox Immortal Palace."

"Remember to take the Little Fox over to shake hands; I need to go rest and replenish myself."

Momo didn't feel tired; it's just that the two-hour route wasn't walking. Instead, she was accompanied by teams playing explosive music on hand-played sound systems.

Momo, running back and forth, took the brunt of the audio damage, now with her throat and eardrums injured heavily.

She needed to find a deserted spot, inject herself to activate the Aphrodite Gene to recover, and relieve muscle fatigue.

"Alright! I'll take the Little Fox over now..."

After resting, Ah Qing picked up the cellphone for livestreaming and lifted the round-bellied Little Fox to get ready to drive to the Fox Immortal Palace and check out the on-site situation.

Lin Ying dispatched a support vehicle fleet, constantly following the procession ready to assist.

Ah Qing sat in the car and greeted Lin Shu and Sister Dalin in the passenger seat.

"Sister Dalin, there shouldn't be many livestream viewers at the Fox Immortal Palace, right?"

Ah Qing glanced at the livestream, then curiously looked at Lin Bingyun and asked.

"Hmm... Right now, over ten thousand have registered." Lin Bingyun turned back and replied to Ah Qing.