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Chapter 63: Ancestor Worship

 Li Mu has often gone to the ancestral hall since he could remember.

He knew that there were two statues standing on both sides of the door of his ancestral hall, one was an armored general holding a spear, and the other was a civil servant holding a scroll, symbolizing civil and military forces, guarding the door.

When Li Mu was naughty when he was a child, he fought with his friends and lacked weapons, so he pulled out the spear from the general's hand and broke two of the general's fingers.

Because of this, Li Mu was hung from the beam by Li Haichuan and beaten severely. The beating was so severe that there were streaks of blood all over his body.

Later, I wanted to find someone to reattach the fingers of the statue, but no one nearby dared to take on this job, so the statue of the general remained disabled. The spear that Li Mu had taken away was placed behind the door.

, and later on, I don’t know where it went, there is no trace.

The statue that swayed out of the ancestral hall at this time was the clay statue of the military commander whose fingers were broken by Li Mu and the spear was taken away.

This clay sculpture was a little more than two meters tall, wearing a golden helmet and armor, with a leopard head and eyes, and a beard. It was dirty all over. At this time, it walked out of the door, with dirt all over its body.

After walking a few steps, the armor became brighter and brighter than ever.

Grandpa Li Cheng was startled and hurriedly backed away. Li Haichuan looked at Li Mu: "Xiao Mu, what's going on?"

Li Mu was also surprised: "You guys step back first!"

As he thought, the hairpin on his head jumped out of his bun, fell into his palm, and turned into a red flame divine spear. Holding the spear in his hand, he looked at the golden-armored general who was approaching: "Hey, what do you call me?"
The approaching Nudi stopped when he heard this, tilted his head and glanced at Li Mu, slowly stretched out his right hand with only three fingers left, and uttered a hoarse voice: "Give me back my fingers!"

He then opened his palms to Li Mu: "Give me back my magic weapon!"

Li Mu suddenly felt a little guilty: "No, it's been so many years, and you still haven't forgotten it? Why are you so vindictive! Such a big man, so small-minded!"

The golden-armored general on the opposite side was furious and reached out to grab Li Mu: "No... Ignorant young man! Damage my body and damage my soul..."

Li Mu reached out and grabbed Mu Ti's arm: "Don't do it. If you do it again, I will call the police!"

The mud tire's arm suddenly twitched, but it failed to break away from Li Mu's hand. Instead, the painting on the entire arm suddenly exploded, revealing the straw and mud inside.

He was startled and looked at Li Mu with his eyes widened. He seemed to have regained consciousness: "A disciple of the Immortal Sect?"

Li Mu felt the power of this clay tire, and knew that this guy was strong on the outside but strong on the inside. Although he was strong, he was not much stronger than an adult. It was okay to scare ordinary people. But if there was a fight, Li Haichuan could easily kill him without Li Mu taking action.

Put it down.

At that moment, he held Nudi's hand and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, just talk to me if you have something to say! When were you born as Shenzhen?"

The mud tire stood there blankly, with a thoughtful look on his face, as if he didn't understand Li Mu's words. After a moment, he struggled again: "Give me the magic weapon! Give me back my finger!"

Li Mu: "...It seemed like we could still communicate just now, why are we confused again now?"

This is the first time he has seen something supernatural in real society, and it is understandable that he is shocked. He has always thought that there are no ghosts and gods in modern society, but now this idea is beginning to waver.

Li Haichuan said cautiously: "Is this mud tire too old and suffering from Alzheimer's disease..."

Li Chengzu laughed and scolded: "Fart! How can a clay statue get Alzheimer's disease? You might as well say he had a stroke!"

The two of them were horrified when they saw that the clay body they had been familiar with since childhood actually had thoughts and seemed to have become a spirit. For a while, they both doubted the authenticity of this world.

The two of them started talking and joking, which seemed nonsensical, but in fact they were talking to relieve their nervousness.

Li Mu knew the emotions of his grandfather and father very well. He took out a yellow talisman and put it on the forehead of the statue: "Ding!"

After immobilizing the clay tire, Li Mu concentrated his attention and sensed only a mess of chaotic thoughts inside the clay tire. Other than that, he gained nothing else.

This clay sculpture seems to be a simple puppet method. The breath inside is the same as the Nine Transformation Yuan Gong in Li Mu's body. It should be the breath poured into the clay body by Li Mu's ancestors, so it can be connected with Li Mu.

Let the mud tires move.

"Grandpa, how long has this clay body been around?"

Li Mu looked at Li Chengzu: "Two hundred years?"

Li Chengzu said: "Two hundred years? One thousand years?"

He said to Li Mu: "The ancestors of the Li family in our ancestral hall have records in the Tang Dynasty. However, it has been repaired for many years and is no longer the same as before. This gatekeeper should be the earliest clay sculpture. Look at this

The attire is completely in the style of the Han and Tang Dynasties, and it will never look like this after the Song and Yuan Dynasties."

Li Mu was surprised: "A thousand years? This must be a national treasure!"

Li Chengzu said: "I don't know whether it is a national treasure or not. It is useless to say that. This is the statue of our old Li family. Even if it is not a national treasure, we must take good care of it!"

His face looked a little ugly: "You broke the fingers of the statue and took away his weapons. Now that he has woken up and wants it from you, how can you compensate?"

Li Mu said: "Just pay, if you make a mistake, you have to correct it! I'll just refining two fingers for him later!"

He looked relaxed, but in fact he was shocked.

If this clay sculpture is a thousand years old, how powerful must the ancestors of the Li family be back then?

It's just a wisp of breath that penetrated into the mud tire, but it has lasted for thousands of years and still hasn't faded away. It's really shocking and terrifying!

He thought in his heart and kept walking: "Let's go inside and have a look!"

At this time, the lock of the ancestral hall automatically fell off, and the door was already open. Li Mu stepped into the door, and when he scanned the ancestral hall, he found that the statue of a civil servant at the door seemed to have moved its position. It was originally standing well, but now it has one foot in front, one foot in front of the other.

The way you walk behind.

"I broke his fingers and lost his weapons, so he was so resentful that he came to me to ask for it. Why are you, a civil servant, joining in the fun!"

Li Mu stretched out his hand and pushed the civil servant, and a burst of true energy came out from his palm and penetrated into the civil servant's clay body: "You haven't returned to your position yet!"

The statue of a civil servant trembled, immediately closed its legs, stood respectfully, and became its original appearance again.

Li Mu took a deep breath and looked at Li Chengzu and Li Haichuan who were hesitating outside the door: "Nothing has changed here, come in!"

Li Chengzu scolded: "Nonsense! Why has there been no change? We all saw it just now! Is this civil servant statue also alive?"

Li Mu said with a smile: "You are alive. You just whispered to me, saying that you haven't eaten a few mouthfuls of offerings throughout the year, and your soul is starving!"

Li Chengzu was doubtful, and slowly walked to the door with Li Haichuan: "In the past, ancestor worship was dedicated to the spiritual tablets of the ancestors of the Li family. It is true that these gatekeeper statues have never been worshiped. Now it seems that it is really not ours. We will worship ancestors again in the future."

At this time, these gatekeeper statues also have to burn a few sticks of incense and offer melons, fruits, pears, wine, meat and snacks."

The two of them came to the ancestral hall, took out brooms, and carefully swept the ancestral hall. After checking that it was clean, they took out the incense prepared in advance, inserted it into the incense burner on the offering table, and placed chickens and ducks on it.

Fish, melons, fruits, pears, and various snacks fill the entire table.

"Kowtow!"

After Li Chengzu finished placing the arrangements, he knelt down and kowtowed to the family tree hanging in the main hall and the ancestral tablets on several rows of tables: "I pray that ancestors will bless my descendants of the Li family, so that there will be no disasters, and everything will go well, and they will bloom as soon as possible."

, children and grandchildren in droves!"

Li Haichuan also picked up three sticks of burning incense, inserted them into the incense burner, knelt down and bowed: "I only hope that my son will be foolish and reckless, and will have no disaster or sorrow in this life!"

Li Mu: "..."

When it was his turn to light the incense, the incense couldn't be lit at all. Li Mu lit it several times and couldn't bear it anymore. He was furious: "Where did you buy this incense? The quality is so bad!"

Then he opened his mouth and blew out a burst of real fire, then lit the three incense sticks, and then respectfully inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.

Just when he was about to bend his knees and bow to his ancestors, he heard a bell suddenly ringing in his mind. After the bell rang, a strong force enveloped Li Mu, causing him to straighten his back and freeze on the spot, unable to kneel down.
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