Bai Juan family, do not believe in the gods. She taught at the university from the beginning of the white master. She also worked as a teacher and her husband was a civil servant. Therefore, Bai Juan’s relatives and friends feel strange, how can she think of asking for a funeral when she is at the funeral of Bai’s father?

Someone asked Bai Juan himself, she said faintly: "After my father died, I dreamed that he would tell me, I hope that I will find a Taoist chanting for him. This is his last wish, of course I have to be satisfied."

Everyone knows, just say sorrow. This should be a dream of a day and night, the death of a loved one, the birth of the living after the death of the people, I hope they live happily, and have consolation in their hearts.

Bai Juan rented a hall in the funeral parlour, where he worked and guarded the spirit.

Ask the priest's work to be handed over to her husband. From this thing, the most divine place is Bai Juan in the dream. He clearly heard the father's designation, not only the Taoist, but also the Taoist priest who holds the Yang view.

When Bai Juan’s husband invited the person, she found out that one of them had seen it in her father’s ward.

Xie Lingya said: "I am working part-time in Baoyangguan, knowing that Professor Bai is going to do things, and he will come together."

Bai Juan thought it was like an intern, but also felt a little speechless, how young people went to Taoist Temple to practice. However, three or four priests were invited, and the advance payment was given. She did not say anything.

In the evening, the immediate family members were guarding the funeral in the funeral home. Bai Juan had a daughter. Because she was still young, she stayed here at night and entrusted her to her relatives.

The Taoist priests took a break at ten o'clock in the evening. If you keep the spirit, the conditions will definitely not be good, and every time you get to the right point, you will burn the paper to the dead. Basically, you can't sleep for one night.

Professor Bai’s body has been transformed into makeup. Xie Lingya has seen it. Compared with him, he brought some unnaturalness. In his opinion, the ruddy face is full of dead air and a contradiction.

The Taoist priest was still more tired than his family. Because he had just finished the ritual, Xie Lingya gathered his coat and snorted against the wall. Suddenly, he was awake and was awakened.

He looked around for a week, now it is two or three o'clock, staying up late is also tired, not yet on the punctuality, Bai Juan hands holding his head to fight.

This is, another gust of wind blowing, Xie Lingya thoughtful, put a note on the body, they saw that Professor Bai Lao was hand in hand, this is the soul.

If you are a sinful person, depending on the situation, you will use a hemp rope or an iron chain when you return to the soul. However, after the death of Professor Bai Lao, there are also local government civil servants, and there is nothing wrong with it, so it is only a hand.

The poor man said hello to Xie Lingya, and Professor Bai Lao also nodded to Xie Lingya. "See you again."

"You are back." Xie Lingya also said that he was the same as Zhang Jiachang. He stood up for the honor and introduced him to the funeral.

Professor Bai Lao was pleased to say: "It is very appropriate, I am bothering you."

"Nothing, this is okay, look at the children." Xie Lingya said again.

Professor Bai Lao, who just came from home, looked at his old home and looked at the old man here. No matter how good the local government is, it is separated by yin and yang. It is hard to see relatives in the future. Professor Bai Lao walked in a circle.

When the punctuality is due, Professor Bai Lao will reluctantly leave, and say goodbye to Xie Lingya before leaving.

......

Bai Juan was very sleepy, and she began to fight without knowing it. Gradually, she felt very cold.

The funeral parlors are very cold, otherwise how to place the bodies, it is now winter, but the inside is still colder than the outside. Under this cold, Bai Juan, who wore a coat, still felt a cold and cool cold, and it was cold in the bones.

Bai Juan, who was stupid, couldn't help but hug herself. She wanted to wake up, but her eyelids were like being stuck, and she couldn't open her eyes.

In the meantime, Bai Juan heard the sound of the wind, and there was a subtle sound like a footstep, which sounded in the empty hall.

A feeling of fear and expectation rose, although someone told her that it was unclear to hit the dead soul, but if she could see her father again, she felt that it was a good thing.

However, it is so easy to see the soul, Bai Juan can not wake up, but I heard a voice, like the little thank you, the specific content can not hear clearly, it is like a gossip, occasionally popping out three or two sentences . When his voice seemed to be close, he was close to the wind, and the wind blew over the face of Bai Juan.

This slow rhythm made Bai Juan’s mad heart slowly settle down.

I don't know how long it took, Bai Juan slowly woke up and saw that Xie Lingya was tearing down the paper money and greeted her. "White sister, just right, it is coming."

Bai Juan touched her face and found that she had a few tears in her dream. She slammed on the paper to burn the paper, and looked at Xie Lingya sideways, but saw him if nothing had happened.

Bai Juan stunned what he wanted to say.

After the funeral, in addition to the agreed rewards, Bai Juan alone sealed a package for Xie Lingya.

Xie Lingya only thought for half a second and took the bag.

Bai Juan: "Thank you."

Xie Lingya: "You're welcome."

The two looked at each other and got a tacit understanding without saying anything.

......

Every ritual, the responsible Taoist are all commissioned, and they watched Xie Lingya take a bag.

On the way back, Xie Lingya was asked how to be like him, obviously watching everyone act together, this time Xie Lingya is not the main law, the age is not the biggest, at least ordinary people should not be able to distinguish their cultivation. .

Xie Lingya: "It’s useless, it’s because I am growing well."

Everyone: "..."

They really want to refute, who has such a superficial family, but when they think of the present Yang Yangguan still hanging the banner of Xie’s face, he is silent.

At this time, Xie Lingya’s cell phone rang. He looked at the strange number and picked it up and asked, “How are you?”

"You, hello, is it Master Xie?"

Xie Lingya: "...Yes."

Admit that this title is a bit shameful, Xie Lingya added another sentence: "I am Xie Lingya."

"You are you, my name is Pangyuan. We have seen it in Fengping Village. I added your WeChat and I still give you a thumbs up every day."

Xie Lingya sweats, "Oh, what do you have?"

He doesn't remember the name, but he still has an impression on Fengping Village. He probably knows who this is. Last time, he accompanied Mr. Shi to hang up to investigate the corpse sacrifice in Jixian County. Something happened in the ancestral ceremony of Fengping Village. After the settlement, many villagers added his WeChat. His micro signal is the mobile phone number, so it is not surprising to call it.

"Master, I want you to come to see the matter!" Pang Yuan explained. "In the past few days, the village hall is always noisy. I want to know what the ancestors have. I asked the teacher to see it, but I can’t look good. Oh, yes, no. Fengping Village is Xiaoba Village."

Pangyuan had already inserted the door to Xiaoba Village. At that time, he returned to the village to add Xie Lingya. He said that the temple was the ancestral hall of Xiaoba Village, but it was also in Jixian County. The two villages were not far apart.

Xie Lingya felt strange. The teacher class he saw that day was not a high-level teacher, but he did have the ability to communicate. If the ancestors were dissatisfied with their children, could they still not solve it?

Xie Lingya asked again, specifically how it is troubled.

Pang Yuan said: "The sacrifices have all been overturned. There are strange sounds in the evening hall. After entering, there is nothing! We invited the teachers of the two teams to look at them. They are not optimistic. Our village recently wanted to put The Fengshuitang was filled in, and I guessed whether it was because of this that the ancestors were angry. But the teacher’s announcement was comforting and useless."

Xie Lingya was absent because of the method, and he said: "I have some things lately, it is not convenient for the past, so you don't mind if I ask a colleague to go."

Pang Yuan asked: "Is it the last master?"

Xie Lingya laughed. "No, it is another, and the level is very high."

What he said is Fang Wei. If things are really related to Feng Shui Tong, then Fang Wei can definitely see that it is not a problem.

Pang Yuan only hesitated and agreed.

......

After Xie Lingya went back, he and Fang Wei said about this matter. This matter should have been settled. In the evening, he dreamed of his grandfather.

Lingzu, a middle finger, stroked him for a long time.

After waking up the next day, Xie Lingya felt that his heart was very tired. He ran to ask his grandfather how it happened. He guessed it a few times. He thought carefully, the recent changes, in addition to attending the funeral of Professor Bai Lao, is the people of Jixian...

Xie Lingya held a glimmer of hope and asked: "Is it not necessary to let Fang Wei go to Xiaoba Village?"

Bu, said it!

Xie Lingya Chang Shu breathed a sigh of relief. "It turns out that it is not necessary to go. This is of course possible, but he will not go to anyone..." Xie Lingya said without words. "Is it going to let me go?"

Bu has to ask him to go.

Xie Lingya: "..."

This thing sounds like it is really not very serious. It’s just a night’s sleep. Going to Jixian to solve the problem and come back again, it’s conservative to estimate it will take two days.

Xie Lingya is a bit like a refusal, but if he looks at the smashing cup, he will refuse it. If he refuses, the ancestors will be smashed down than the hand of the sergeant.

"Well, go and go."

Xie Lingya did not know why the ancestors let him go to Jixian, but he was very clever, and he thought it was not so simple. With the long hanging, it is convenient to see the feng shui.

"I wanted to let Fang Hao go. Now I have to go with Shi Chang." When Xie Lingya explained this, Hai Guanchao sneered.

Xie Lingya: "...What are you laughing at?"

Hai Guanchao feels that he has already seen the truth, that is, Xie Lingya took the opportunity to go out on a date, and he couldn’t be too flustered in the view of Baoyang.

Hai Guanchao: "You have to be happy."

Xie Lingya: "..."

I have to go to Jixian County for more than three hours, and Xie Lingya has already made plans to spend the night. I will go out late and arrive in Xiaoba Village in the afternoon.

Pang Yuan came to greet them, and there were two other old people in the village who were in charge of the things in the temple and the genealogy.

Because Xie Lingya and Shi Chang have hung over Fengping Village, and this festival has always been flourishing. The people in Xiaoba Village have a very good attitude toward them. They first lead to see the Fengshuitang at the entrance to the village.

Also on the way, they learned some details.

Xiaoba Village Fengshuitang is semi-circular. It is located in front of a large old house. The folks pay attention to the water in front of the house. There is a mountain behind the house. The wind pool can gather wealth.

This Fengshuitang has a history of more than a hundred years of history in the style of the late Qing Dynasty. The original decent family name of Xiaoba Village was moved to here. After moving here, it was repaired into a large house, and later it was divided into five rooms and five. The houses were each derived. With many descendants, the houses of the five-bedroom house were gradually separated. Later, the walls were gone, and many houses were built around them. Only one part of the house was found. .

The old house is the first house to enter the village, and it is also the ancestral house of the big house. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and the oldest generation living in it is a cousin. Some of them have bought another house and even moved elsewhere, but it is reasonable to say that the house is indeed shared by several of them.

At this time, the old house in such a village is not too rare, not to mention that there are only a few rooms in each home. In recent years, the owners of the old house have always had an idea, that is, to sell the house, but because there are too many people, the opinions are not uniform, and they have not been able to make it.

Until recently, there was a family who suggested that he could give money to all relatives and transfer the old house to his own name. Then he had to set up a homestay, which was unique in this old building. Then, I have to fill in the Feng Shui Tong because the area is not enough. Relatives can also choose not to have money and exchange for shares.

How to say, this is also the common ancestral home of everyone, and the only feng shui pond in the whole village, which was dug by the ancestors of the original, has little meaning. When the villagers knew it, they were a little bit whispered.

Let everyone completely protest, it is a strange thing happening in the temple. Everyone thinks that it is because they have to fill the pool. Every day, people go to the family’s house to say that they can’t start working.

This is so, the temple has not completely subsided, the villagers have speculated that the ancestors are too angry.

The old people in Xiaoba Village stood by the pond and said to them: "Look, this place has dug a gap. These days, everyone spontaneously filled it with soil, you can still see it. Oh, this is not the case. Did you let the gas leak? The ancestors did this, it makes sense, and bless our days."

Shi Chang Xuan looked at the week, Xiaoba Village backed by the mountain, the building did see the feng shui when it was built. It was also the custom at that time. Moreover, pointing to the feng shui here, it is estimated that it was the leader of Feng Shui at that time.

The whole village is shaped like a dragon body, with clear faucets and dragon tails. The “faucet” is the ancestral hall. It was also used as a school in the past. The students in the village went to the ancestral hall. There are two double-layered towers next to the temple, which are pointed and towering, which is the "longhorn".

The so-called word tower is used to burn paper with written words. The same uses are the burning furnace, the Jingzi Pavilion, etc. It is from the ancient Chongwen style. People think that even the discarded paper should Sincerely, there is a dedicated waste paper for burning.

It is said that there is also a yin in doing so. There is a poem saying that "the world's word-and-paper collections are passed through, and those who see it must be paid for in paper. Or set a long stream of cleanliness, and nature will be infinitely endless."

For this reason, Shi Chang hangs carefully and then whispers to Xie Lingya: "The dam of Xiaoba Village is all above the dragon shape. You see that the whole village is shaped like a dragon, the dragon head is the ancestral hall, and the dragon horn is the two cherished towers. This piece is also a feng shui hole. As for the Fangfeng Reservoir, the role played is only an aid. At most, the wind blows through the pond and cools the villagers.

Xie Lingya is amazed. He just read it himself, and he also feels that the feng shui is good, but he can’t say something like Shi Changhang.

That thing is worth pondering.

If the wind pool does not have much impact, why did the Shang’s ancestors have such a big gas?

Or is it that people's temper is like this, will it be better?

This is also possible.

The two men bit their ears, and for the time being did not say a moment to infer, Xie Lingya only said: "We have been optimistic, but the most important thing is the ancestors, let's go to the temple to see."

They also nodded and led the two to go.

Xie Lingya suddenly stopped them. "Wait, what is this?"

He just discovered that there is a very old Hummer stone next to the Feng Shui Tong. When he turned his angle, he saw that there was a deep red blood on the rock. He looked at it and felt that it was not old blood. "When it started, did you see red?"

He suddenly thought that the old man said that he had dug a gap and said that the villager had filled it up and did not say how to stop it. He only thought that it was because of the accident in the temple and it scared everyone.

"Seeing red, but it has nothing to do with people." The old man looked up a little subtle. "I just wanted to say that when they were working, it was raining, and the cows raised by the village went back, just under the tree next to it. Was thundered, and then struggling a few steps, one on the stone of the horse, the blood of the blood. It was also that night, the temple was upset, this is a reminder! Then it stopped working!"

Lightning? Xie Lingya was a little surprised. Is this an accident, or is there something in the details that they don't know yet?

Xie Lingya, who thought that things were clear at a glance, gradually became more and more feeling after arriving at Xiaoba Village. It seems that it is not so simple on the surface.

......

The two followed the people in Xiaoba Village to the ancestral hall. They could see the quite ancient temples around the shadow wall. The gates were locked during the day, and the old man took out the keys to open the door.

There is a patio in the ancestral hall, but there is no water. The tall and thick pillars are bright red. The ancestors on the table are also draped in red, and the roof is decorated with some colorful ornaments.

The old man got fragrant and pointed to the table and said, "Look, these are also traces of falling when the offering has turned over."

Indeed, there are some pits on the table.

Xie Lingya looked around in the ancestral hall, but did not see anything, but did not know if it was a psychological effect, he still felt a little strange.

Xie Lingya turned his head to see Shi Changhang, and he shook his head. He didn't see anything weird.

"Little baby?" Xie Lingya turned his head and wanted to ask Liu Lingtong.

Liu Lingtong is very anxious, "I can't count it."

Xie Lingya showed a playful look, which is interesting, Liu Lingtong can not count, not nothing wrong. In fact, this indirectly proves that there is a problem in this place, but the little baby did not figure out because of certain restrictions.

When Xie Lingya was playing with it, he found that Pang Yuan and the old people were staring at themselves with amazement, and they looked awkward, "??"

When I couldn't figure it out, Xie Lingya suddenly remembered that he turned his head and shouted a little baby, and Shi Changhang stood next to him, so in the eyes of outsiders, he just shouted Shi Changhang a little baby?

Xie Lingya: "..............."

Lying in the trough, what should I do? Do you want to explain it, but he and Shi Changjue really have a leg!

When Xie Lingya was squeezing, Pang Yuan silently removed their gaze, looked at the roof and looked at the roof, looked at the ground and looked at the ground, and woke up to give him a face, pretending not to hear.

Although the old man was surprised, he chose to respect the latter between "how the two boys are like this" and "they are masters", but because the acting is not good, the atmosphere seems to be even more embarrassing.

"Now the sun has not yet set, let's have another look at night." Xie Lingya's mouth twitched twice, simply said the topic of transfer. He thought about it and decided to wait for the yin to be heavy again. At this time, the yang is not as clear as the eccentricity.

The people in Xiaoba Village took them to the Pangyuan family to rest and eat the meal.

At the home of Pang Yuan, Xie Lingya asked Shi Changhang if there was any idea.

Shi Changhang has no clue. "Just... I always feel that I can’t get away with the temple."

"I think so too." Xie Lingya was so ecstatic, "I hope I can see the problem at night."

At the end of the night, they went out with a flashlight. There are street lights in front of every household in Xiaoba Village, but it is usually only open after 11 o'clock in the evening. After that, the houses are closed. Therefore, most places are dark.

The nights in the country are different from those in the city. There are various lights in the nights of the city, and the nights in the villages are a deep darkness. There is almost no trace of light. It is all black and can't distinguish between the village and the mountains.

In this case, they can only rely on the flashlight in their hands to illuminate a few meters in front of them and walk quietly on the stone road.

The old man once again took them to the ancestral hall and took out the key to open the door.

At this moment, there was a clear dish on the floor! When you are in a quiet country night, it is especially clear!

So clever?

The old man trembled and looked back at them.

Xie Lingya took the key and thought about it: "If you want to, go back first."

He saw that the old man was too old, and he stayed here and rushed to what to do.

The old man is not willing, he and another old man, one is responsible for managing the ancestral hall, one is responsible for keeping the genealogy, and in his old concept, he has to be here.

Xie Lingya can't, go forward and carefully open the lock, and open the door!

It was also the moment when the door was pushed, and the sound inside disappeared instantly, as if the voice just was just an illusion.

The flashlight flashed through the house, a messy table, a smiling mud statue, a bright couplet...

Nothing.

Xie Lingya heads, "Little cute, what do you think?"

Xiaoliu was stumped anyway, and I don’t know if there is any inspiration for the innate Mulling.

Shanglu Shen issued a voice that seemed to be pulling the poop: "唔嗯嗯嗯"

Xie Lingya looked forward to it.

......

In the darkness, there was a faint, awkward voice behind him: "Two masters, I thought about it and I will go back."

Xie Lingya: "..............."