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Chapter 446: Folklore Experts Studying Festivals

"Everyone, welcome to the celebration on Summer Island. I am your mentor. You can call me Axomama."

In front of the grass where Liu Yonglu and his men temporarily set up camp, stood a woman with long hair. She was also wearing a white robe, but the patterns on her cuffs and collar were more complicated than those of the girls.

There were a few white hairs mixed in with the woman's black hair, but she was definitely not very old. Considering that Shi Weitian and his men had pressed her tribesmen to the ground and bled them not long ago, Liu Yonglu felt that her attitude was quite good.

"Teacher? Well, sister, I'm here to take your class. But since there's a celebration, we also want to join in the fun. Why don't we celebrate today?"

"Dear guest, today is not the Summer Veil Festival yet. You may have to wait two more days."

Hearing Liu Yonglu agree to stay, a friendly smile appeared on the woman's face. The two sides exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Liu Yonglu introduced himself.

"Wait a minute, how come you can speak Moshisadi?"

Millie Tang interrupted the conversation between the two. She had noticed something was wrong just now. Those girls and the woman in front of her were all speaking Mosesad. Although the accent was a bit stiff and the words used were very ancient, it was also very abnormal. This was clearly a deserted island isolated from the world.

“That’s nothing unusual, but I’ve never heard of Mr. Bean’s accent.

We of Summermud believe in Uwe of Rielkos, the god who grants us prosperity, protection and eternity.

The people on the island were inspired by oracles and took refuge on the island thousands of years ago, and our knowledge is inherited from here."

Afraid that Milly Tang wouldn't believe it, this Axomama greeted them in seven or eight languages. Liu Yonglu knew from Milly Tang's expression that this sister was not Hu Qin, she really could.

"Perhaps he heard your voices on the boat, so Kushia spoke to you in your language."

"You mean... the girl on the beach before was hundreds of years old?"

"It's too long ago. I need to go to the temple to look up the exact number. My dear guests, if you don't mind, let's talk while we walk?"

Aksomama made a gesture of invitation.

Liu Yonglu didn't care at that time. He came to the island just for the secrets on the island. He stood up and brushed the dirt off his butt.

"Mr. Bean, are you also a member of the adventure ship?"

"Ah, no, I'm not. We're colleagues from school. We were on a business trip on someone else's boat. I don't know how I ended up here."

Liu Yonglu was talking nonsense and didn't say a word.

"School? Is it a place where teachers impart knowledge?"

"Yes, I'm... a folklore expert who studies festivals! I like to celebrate festivals! Tell me, where did this summer festival come from? What's the point? What special things to eat?"

Liu Yonglu continued to talk with a shameless face, but Aksomama was very patient and explained in detail the relationship between the Summer Veil Festival and the gods, as well as the specific days when it started and ended.

"Tsk, that does make sense, but you don't have any traditional food for this festival?"

“Traditional food?”

"For example, we eat rice dumplings on May Day, moon cakes on August Day, and porridge on Little New Year's Day. These are all old customs. Don't you have them too?"

Aksomama stopped and looked back at Liu Yonglu with interest:

"Mr. Bean, if that's the case, there is one thing, but it won't appear until the last day of Summer Veil, and not everyone is eligible to taste it.

Mr. Dou's knowledge is unheard of. I wonder which...school he is from?"

"As for me... uh, I'm from Rotary Middle School, which is a sister school to... Miskatonic University." Millie Tang was drinking water from a kettle when she turned her head and stared at this guy with an incredible look.

"Look at me, Mi Li'er. You still have your janitor's card with you. Show it to me."

Millie Tang had no choice but to take out her silver badge from her pocket and hand it to Aksomama.

"That's great. Since you are all scholars, why don't you come and see where we impart knowledge?"

Since it was an island tour, there would probably be several routes, so Axomama took advantage of their preference and took Liu Yonglu and the others to school.

It is said to be a place for teaching knowledge, but in fact the architecture is similar to that of other places on the island, except that there is a yard in the middle of a dozen stone houses, where all kinds of exotic flowers and plants are planted. The breeze brings with it the sweet and refreshing fragrance of flowers.

"Mr. Dou, since you are a scholar, what do you think of the buildings on Xiamu Island?"

"Good! Very good! As soon as I got ashore I saw it was good. From a distance it was foggy and misty, and up close the brick kiln was full of water, just like it was made of a whole brick."

Liu Yonglu was not praising him blindly. The stone houses on the island were square, just like what the old gentleman said. He planned to go back and draw a sketch, and if he had the chance, he would take it to the folk art troupe to show his friends.

Hearing what he said, Aksomama took out a rope from his pocket, tied a knot and hung it on Liu Yonglu's chest, as if he was very satisfied with him and presented him with some kind of gift.

When I entered the classroom, the middle-aged man standing in the front was giving a lecture to the teenagers in the audience. There were only a few children, only seven or eight.

But why did they need to build such a big school for seven or eight children? Liu Yonglu was puzzled.

"Since the Feast of Summer Veil is approaching, today we are going to discuss 'Life-Giving and Eternity'. Do you know where our bodies come from?"

In the classroom, both the teachers and the children had smiles on their faces. They ignored the people standing at the door and continued the discussion happily.

"It comes from the gods."

"The gods spread their souls, and our bodies are from..."

The middle-aged man standing in front spread out a painting and spoke in a cheerful and unpretentious tone about some topics...which Liu Yonglu only learned about when he grew up.

The accuracy of the words and the boldness of the sentences made Liu Yonglu a little uncomfortable to listen to, and Millie Tang turned her head away with a red face.

"Okay, sister, you are really tough in this health and hygiene class."

Liu Yonglu muttered softly.

What made him feel even more uncomfortable was that the boys and girls sitting on the ground were not restrained at all and were answering and discussing enthusiastically.

"This this……"

Kougan was not very old and just stood there speechless. Among the five people present, Mr. Shani was the most natural one. The fat man didn't think there was anything strange.

Liuliu stayed there for ten minutes, until Millie Tang's face was as red as a piece of cloth, and the middle-aged man's lecture came to an end. Aksomama nodded to the other party and left with a few people.

"Captain, something is wrong. Let's go."

Kogan didn't know which leg to step with when walking.

"Where are you going? You've got a lot of information.

Oh, you mean the painting in the classroom... well... we have to look at it critically. Watch out, I'm going to fight against vulgarity here later!"

(End of this chapter)