People were coming and going on the street and it was noisy. Many people were carrying yellow paper incense sticks and moving towards the same place.
"Hurry up, it starts now!"
"What's the rush? The leader hasn't even arrived yet."
"I heard that the leader of the ancestor worship ceremony is not here this time, and General Huang Hong is in charge. If you arrive late, you won't be able to get a seat."
"Yeah, I don't want to stand outside, it's not interesting at all."
"Okay, let's go!"
Several citizens saw that there were fewer and fewer people on the street, and some people became anxious. It wasn't that they didn't want to leave, but that it was too far away, so they were waiting for an unloaded carriage. This carriage could hold eight people.
Just install it and you can walk.
This is Baicheng, the territory of the Gao family, and Huang Hong is the general here.
Today is the day to worship ancestors, and many people are very busy, because worshiping ancestors means respecting filial piety. It is said that after death, people will go to the gate of ghosts. At that time, the king of hell will accept the ghosts and pronounce the guilt according to the severity. Whether he will be reborn in heaven or hell.
Under the control of the King of Hell, in order to let people commemorate their dead relatives, the Gao family designated today as the Ancestor Worship Festival, burning paper and incense to show filial piety.
The family attaches great importance to ancestor worship, and Kaohsiung personally hosts it every year, which is very lively. But this year is different. Kaohsiung not only did not come to Baicheng, he did not even participate. He directly handed over the important task to Huang Hong and asked him to host the ancestor worship ceremony.
There is a place in Baicheng called Bailiang Mountain. The mountain is surrounded by graves and there are many pine trees entrenched here. The yellow grass makes the place desolate, and there are also many crows gathering together. It is eerie and scary. No one dares to come here.
The top of the mountain is round, with a palace erected in the middle. It is tall and majestic, and the rugged mountain road makes it even more solemn, impressive and impressive.
The palace is called the Renxiao Ancestral Hall, and there are countless memorial tablets for the dead placed in the hall. There is a statue of the mountain god in the front right, a statue of the earth in the front left, and two statues of door gods at the door. No matter good or evil, right or wrong, nothing can escape their eyes.
Outside the ancestral hall is a giant incense burner. For the Gao family, it is a mailbox leading to the underworld. As long as anything is burned in it, it will quickly reach the underworld to show their respect for the deceased.
Under the incense burner is a wide area with hundreds of yellow cushions. People coming from the street are gathering here to get a seat.
"Back off!"
Soldiers were maintaining order at the scene and preventing people from crowding, so as not to disturb the ancestor worship and prevent it from being held normally.
The people were intimidated and did not dare to move forward. They all lined up in several queues, waiting to start.
"The general is here."
These people were very excited. They all looked to the left side of the incense burner. A group of people slowly walked to the center. The leader was Huang Hong. They saw that he had thick eyebrows and dark eyes, a high nose and a splayed mouth, rough skin, a black beard, and a head.
Wearing a silver helmet, silver armor, red scarf, breastplate, a sword hanging on his waist, and cloud boots on his feet, he is very imposing.
Huang Hong felt a little nervous when he saw the large number of people. In previous years, it was Kaohsiung who stood here and spoke, which made the people have higher expectations for the family. But now if he wants to speak by himself, he will definitely not speak like Kaohsiung.
My blood was boiling, and I tried my best to calm down.
Huang Hong signaled silence and acted very seriously. Ancestor worship is a kind of memory for relatives and a kind of respect for the dead. If it is not serious enough, it is disrespectful to the dead.
Huang Hong bowed deeply to everyone and said: "People, our ancestors have taught us everything with their wisdom. We cannot forget them. We must respect their thoughts and keep ethics and morality in our hearts. Today is a day of gratitude.
Bring out your flowers and fruits, show your sincerity and filial piety, and let us burn incense together to show our respect for them!"
Many people are silent!
The soldiers lit the huge furnace and allowed the people to enter the open space in an orderly manner, place flowers and fruits, kneel on the mats, burn paper and incense to show their respect.
"Mother-in-law, I heard that the underworld is very cold. This money is from my heart. I hope you can receive it and sell more clothes to wear!"
"Father, you have lived a very tired life and have not enjoyed a day of happiness. Your son has come to burn money for you. I heard that the pavilions in the underworld are cheap, so you can sell one to live in, and take care of more servants, and let them take care of me when the time comes.
Taking care of you is also my intention!"
"Mother, my daughter misses you. I have only known how hard you have worked since I got married. My daughter will not make you angry anymore. Look, this is your grandson. He is already five years old. You can use the money first.
, it’s not enough, I’m burning it for you!”
"Old man, you've been dead for two years, and you haven't come to see me. You see, my appearance as a human being or a ghost is all thanks to you. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be living in such a mess.
I’m not here to burn money for you, but I want to tell you that if I don’t live well, you shouldn’t even think about doing well. This is a murderous paper man, and I will burn it for you to teach you a lesson.”
"I hate this kind of life. Father, mother, if you have souls in heaven, don't let me live in such pain. I am so tired that I can't breathe. This money is for you. Please bless me and let me
I don’t want to be so tired anymore!”
These people have their own thoughts, respect for the dead, resentment, and various behaviors. Although their voices are very small, it is enough to prove the terrible desire.
Huang Hong looked at the people coming and going, and saw everything they did. Even if he wanted to correct it, these people might not listen to it.
Huang Hong took flowers and fruits and placed them in front of the incense burner. Then he picked up three pieces of yellow paper, lit six giant candles, and took three giant incense sticks to light.
"My ancestors, please ensure that your family will be victorious in all battles and unite the continent."
Huang Hong burned incense and knelt down to worship. Green smoke was billowing as he entered the ancestral hall. The light gradually began to shine. The whole ancestral hall was lit up. It could even be seen outside the palace. Many people stood up one after another and looked at the light in confusion. Some were even shocked.
cried out.
"The ancestors have appeared!"
"The general's words were heard by our ancestors!"
Huang Hong frowned slightly and looked at the light carefully. There were many questions in his heart. He worshiped his ancestors every year, but this did not happen every year. This was the first time he saw it this year. Could it be that his sincerity really moved his ancestors?
Not successful?
If this is the case, then Kaohsiung is the head of the family and would say these words every year, so why didn't it happen then?
"Come on, follow me in and take a look."
The more Huang Hong thought about his doubts, he always felt that something was a little strange, so he wanted to take a closer look and went directly into the ancestral hall.