Yang Su’s expression was bright and he was happy that he could visit his village again.
The group got off the boat and walked towards the village entrance on foot. From where they were they could see several lanterns lining the main street, it seemed as if they were celebrating some festival.
Yang Su turned to Xi Shen and said excitedly, “Elder brother Shen, my village at this time of the year always throws a celebration in honor of our village Guardian, and all the blessings he has given us during the past year.”
Fang Chen being curious asked, “What is your village guardian?”
Yang Su then pointed at a barely visible mountain in the darkening night not too far away from his village, and then said, “That’s our guardian deity.”
Bai Xiaofung had a dumbfounded expression on his face as he asked, “Your Guardian deity is an inactive volcano?”
Yang Su smiled sheepishly as he nodded his head in confirmation.