In this moment, the lines in her hand were completely tied into a tight knot, which made the little girl feel discouraged.

"Grandma wants you to concentrate and feel the meaning of the rope. I once heard people at Hie Shrine in Tokyo say that these knotted ropes in every local shrine embody the local history for many years.

Here, I think the reason why grandma insists on doing this, and the significance of the sacrifice, should just be the memory and recollection of Ikkyu Zen poems passed down from generation to generation by the local people from ancient times to the present, right?"

After winding ten diabolos in one breath, which greatly helped the elderly save work tasks, Taki stood up from the ground.

"When I first came in, I saw two clay dolls on both sides of the outside. In a farming society, a good harvest is the basis for a happy and happy life.

The local people abandoned the white fox that was the messenger of the Five Grain God in the past and used the earthen puppets of Zen Master Ikkyu instead. They also hope that Zen Master Ikkyu can bring all the wishes of the people here to the gods."

"Zen Master Ikkyu has always been considered a mascot of god worship by people here.

Although only the form is handed down today, even if the writing disappears, the tradition cannot disappear. This is the mission of every shrine that still exists."

The old man took off his thick reading glasses and glanced gently up and down Takiichi's body.

"Kasan of Mashiro really realized this truth during his coming-of-age ceremony year. Unexpectedly, Takichi saw it just after sitting here for a while and feeling the existence of the shrine."

Afterwards, after enjoying the broth served by little sister Wubai's grandmother, the two of them helped the old man leave the shrine to see this rare meteor shower.

"Takiichi, it's best to bring this thing with you. When you make a wish, wrap it between your fingers. You will receive blessings from the gods."

Close the shrine door and extinguish the lights.

The old man took out a bundle of red rope from his body and put it in Takiichi's hand. When going down the mountain, he faced the winding shrine.

Taki squatted down and carried the old man on his back, very lightly, as if he was carrying a frame of bones without much flesh.

"Kasan of Mashiro accepted the inheritance of the new generation of shrine maidens from me twenty years ago, but he was too nostalgic for the life in the city outside. He only rushes back every year during the festival time."

After coming down from the mountain, perhaps it was almost time for the meteor shower to arrive, and Takiichi clearly felt that this area was much more lively than before.

Along the way, many families, old and young, appeared on the path holding hands and wearing kimonos.

On a high pavilion at the foot of the shrine, two little girls dressed in very weird costumes held Kagura bells that shone with golden light.

Accompanied by the traditional songs that fill every second, he turns his body bit by bit. Although he is young, he is extremely pious.

"It seems that I will create the work "Your Name" when I go back. Every scene is exactly the same as in the movie."

"Because everyone knows that the meteor shower is coming, everyone spontaneously goes out of their homes, welcomes it with the most traditional dance and music, and expresses their wishes."

What strange clothes...

Listening to the old man's voice full of vicissitudes of life, Taki picked up the SLR camera on his chest. He had taken a lot of photos when he was outside the shrine. Naturally, he couldn't miss this scene.

However, later I learned from little sister Wu Bai that the strange clothes worn by the two little girls kissing in the pavilion were actually the witch costumes from the shrine.

The difference is that this kind of clothing lacks authenticity. It is specially made by the shrine in order to earn some income and sold.

Opposite Gaoting is a commercial area formed spontaneously by the residents here.

Various stalls are placed together, and the stands in front of the stalls are covered with lanterns covered with electric light bulbs. They are colorful and beautiful.

"Gululu..."

Smelling the aroma of the food emanating from these stalls, many of them are often seen in urban areas, especially the yellow and orange octopus balls, which made the little girl drool.

Parents held their children's hands, either attracted by the bustle of the small commercial district in front of them, or looking up at the stars in the sky.

"Let's go buy something to eat?"

Seeing Wubai's little sister blushing with embarrassment as her stomach made a protest sound, Takiichi chuckled softly, took out a banknote from his body and handed it to her.

At least now, she doesn't have to worry about body management.

If he didn't have any impact on her future, within a year or two, this little girl would participate in JYP's competition held in Sakura Country and enter this company to become a trainee.

At that time, octopus balls and other snacks were no longer available.

“Welcome~”

I wonder if little sister Wubai appeared as the first customer, but the vendor with a white cloth tied on his head was particularly enthusiastic.

Even the aroma of octopus balls floating in the air became much stronger.

Until this moment, Takiyi felt like he was dreaming because all this was so incredible.

"Takiichi-kun, I didn't expect that Takiichi-kun would also come up with this point."

A familiar shout came from behind. When Taki turned his head, he was still shouting about an octopus ball that the little girl had fed him.

As he came into view, Tanabe Munehiro, who had entertained him and talked with him in detail during the day, was helping an old man who looked somewhat similar to him to walk through the crowd in this direction.

"Senior, isn't it the same? I thought he was on a break, so I didn't have the nerve to bother him~"

Takiichi hurriedly swallowed what was in his mouth and nodded slightly. Just as he was saying hello, his eyes gradually fell on the old man.

He is smiling at himself.

Wearing yellow monk robes, a string of large Buddhist beads hangs on his chest.

Little sister Wubai seemed to have recognized him, she had already put away her previous quirky appearance, and timidly hid behind him, only showing half of her face to look at him.

Just from this moment of observation, a possibility emerged in Takiyi's mind.

"I wonder who this is...?"

"Oh, this is my father, and he is also the abbot of Ikkyu Temple."

Munehiro Tanabe took a step back, clasped his hands and whispered.

"Ah? Then you must be Mr. Kenka Tanabe? Mr. Hirai Takiichi, please just call me Taki."

Taki's face straightened, and he hurriedly put his hands together and bowed deeply to the old man in front of him.

Unlike other temples, the abbot is selected through the temple's management association, or appointed personally by the previous generation abbot.

The abbot of Ikkyu Temple has been passed down from father to son since ancient times, passed down from generation to generation.

When he first came here, in addition to conveying his father's greetings, Taki still had some admiration for the abbot of this temple, Mr. Tanabe Kenwa.

As a well-known senior figure in Kyoto Prefecture's cultural circles, many people hope to receive a gift from him.

I want to go home, hang it in my study, and read it a few times a day to recuperate my body and mind.

Unfortunately, Tanabe Munehiro told him at noon that the old gentleman was not in the temple.

Instead, he took a dozen monks from the temple to visit several temples in the urban area of ​​Kyoto Prefecture for exchanges and visits.

Although Takiichi was a little disappointed at that time, he agreed to come visit him next time he was in the temple.
Chapter completed!