Blood was shed to identify the bones, and most of the children's bones were taken away, but in the end there were eight more children. The names of the bones of these eight children were not on the list. They must have been children who died a hundred years ago. Because they had no descendants, so
Over the years, its traces have been completely erased in Xiaoshizhai Village.
In the end, Qin Yu could only ask Zhang Haisheng to find someone to pack the corpses of these eight children in coffins, and finally they were buried together.
After all this work, it was already noon. Zhang Haisheng invited Qin Yu and others to his house for dinner. However, Qin Yu refused because, after looking at the dead bones all morning, Qin Yu knew very well that Meng Yao and the others were not.
He has little appetite. As for Qin Yu himself, whether he eats a meal or not is nothing to him.
Since no one wanted to eat at lunch, Qin Yu continued to work. In addition to finding the bodies of these sacrificed children to their relatives, there was a more important thing for Qin Yu that he needed to do.
Zhang Haisheng and Mo Yongxing carried a stone tablet and followed Qin Yu towards the back hill of Shizhai Mountain. No one knew what Qin Yu was going to do, but everyone just followed Qin Yu.
When passing by the Houshan Ancestral Hall, Qin Yu stopped. Here is the ancestral hall in Xiaoshizhai Village. It is also the only ancestral hall. It has been passed down for hundreds of years and has been renovated countless times. The earliest one is no longer there.
Appearance.
At this time, the ancestral hall had green bricks and red tiles, covering an area of thousands of meters. There was a faint aroma of Zen incense wafting from it. It was obvious that the villagers of Xiaoshizhai Village valued this ancestral hall very seriously.
Seeing Qin Yu stop and look at the ancestral hall, Zhang Haisheng quickly introduced: "Master Qin, this ancestral hall has been passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors and has a history of thousands of years. When people in our Xiaoshizhai Village die, their spiritual tablets are
You want to enter this ancestral hall, so last year, this ancestral hall was just renovated."
"Your village is quite strange." Mo Yongxing answered from the side, "The whole village is so shabby. The only two good buildings are the big house and the ancestral hall. You guys are really willing to give up."
Mo Yongxing said this with disdain. This Xiaoshizhai Village is really feudal. He once saw some reports saying that in some impoverished mountain villages, the villagers lived in poverty, but even so, every year
It costs a lot of money to build the temple.
When Mo Yongxing saw the news at that time, he also asked whether these Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were sucking incense or sucking the hard-earned money of these villagers.
Angry and undisputed, this was Mo Yongxing's first feeling towards those villagers. When people say they are poor, they want to change, but these people want to place their hopes on illusory gods. They really deserve to be so poor, and when they see Xiaoshizhai Village
In this ancestral hall, Mo Yongxing felt this way again.
However, facing Mo Yongxing's mocking words, Zhang Haisheng showed a hint of anger, but then he thought of something and suppressed the anger. He just explained: "This ancestral hall was handed down from our ancestors, and
The ancestral teachings have taught that future generations must preserve it well."
"It's the ancestral precept again. The ancestral precept also told you not to let us in. According to the ancestral precept, you will have to die six children every twelve years." Mo Yongxing asked angrily.
Zhang Haisheng was choked by Mo Yongxing and had nothing to say. In the end, he could only choose silence. However, after Qin Yu listened to the conversation between Mo Yongxing and Zhang Haisheng, he smiled meaningfully, but the next moment
But he opened his mouth and said: "Back then, Junjun's mother was beaten to death with sticks in this ancestral hall."
After saying this, Qin Yu continued to walk towards the ancestral hall. Mo Yongxing and Zhang Haisheng stopped arguing. They continued to carry the stone tablet and set off. Not long after, everyone arrived at the top of Shizhai Mountain.
Shizhai Mountain is not high. After Qin Yu led everyone to the top of the mountain, Chimuzha finally couldn't help but said, "Master Qin, what are we going to do?"
"Erect a monument for you and welcome your spirit back to the ancestral hall." Qin Yu said the purpose of this time.
However, as soon as Qin Yu said these words, the others were fine, but Zhang Haisheng's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly said: "Master Qin, it's okay if you want to erect a monument for him, but you must never erect his spiritual tablet in the ancestral hall.
"
"Isn't he from your Xiaoshizhai Village?" Qin Yu looked at Zhang Haisheng and asked.
"But..." Zhang Haisheng looked confused, "He has killed so many children in our village. If he enters the ancestral hall, everyone will not agree, and..." Zhang Haisheng seemed to have something unspeakable, and when he said this, he suddenly
Stopped.
However, Qin Yu asked: "And what?"
"This, Grandmaster Qin, this is one of the ancestral precepts of our Xiaoshizhai Village. I can't tell you." Zhang Haisheng said apologetically.
"Since you can't enter the ancestral hall, forget it. Let's erect a monument."
Qin Yu didn't force it. What he promised Junjun at the beginning was to erect a monument for Junjun. Now, he chose an acupuncture point on the top of the mountain. Qin Yu did not use magic to explode an acupoint. Instead, he and Mo
Yongxing and others started digging with shovel after shovel.
An hour later, the grave was finally dug. However, what made Mo Yongxing and others curious was that there was no coffin and no Junjun's body. How could they be buried in this grave? Could it be an empty grave?
But the next moment, they knew, because Qin Yu's right hand was spread out, and there was a ball of black energy there. This ball of black energy was exactly what Qin Yu had pulled out from Junjun's eyebrows. It was Feng Chen.
Son’s evil thoughts.
"Go ahead."
He said softly to the black energy, and the black energy floated up from Qin Yu's palm and slowly landed in the middle of the dug grave. Then, Qin Yu took out two more talismans and lit one.
After throwing it into the tomb, a piece of paper was placed directly on the soil at the bottom of the tomb. Then he made a gesture to Mo Yongxing and others, indicating that they could fill in the soil.
Seal the soil and erect a monument.
After completing these two steps, Qin Yu's pen of life and death appeared in his hand, squatted down in front of the stone tablet, and carefully carved on the stone tablet one stroke at a time.
The tomb of Zhang Junjun, mother: Zhang Xuanyan, father: Feng Chenzi.
After carving these words, Qin Yu stood up and took a long breath, while Mo Yongxing and others stretched out their heads to read the words on the stone tablet carefully. When they saw the father's column, they all
I was stunned for a moment.
Feng Chenzi? Who is Feng Chenzi?
Chimuzha and Huangfu Zhenchuan looked at each other. With their shrewdness, they could already guess a little bit. Who else could fit such a name besides the young Taoist priest?
However, although they guessed it, they did not say it out loud.
"Qin Yu, I picked some wild flowers and put them here." Meng Yao came from a distance, holding a bundle of wild flowers in his hand.
"Can."
With Qin Yu's permission, Meng Yao inserted these wild flowers on the top of the tomb. However, not long after Meng Yao inserted the wild flowers, these wild flowers suddenly began to sway, and the next moment, they bloomed one after another, and they kept blooming.
The flower seeds fell to other smooth areas of the tomb, and then wild flowers emerged from the soil one after another, covering the entire tomb seal.
"What's going on?" Mo Yongxing looked at this scene with some surprise. Meng Yao on the side also opened her mouth slightly. She did not expect that these wild flowers would show such surprising changes, and she didn't know whether it was good or bad.
"Aren't evil thoughts heartless things that turn into spring mud to protect flowers? Do you want to tell me this?" Qin Yu whispered to himself in front of the stone tablet. The next moment, he turned around resolutely and said: "Let's go down the mountain.
"
The mountain wind blew again, and among the weeds on the top of the mountain, this tomb full of wild flowers stood here. No matter the cold winter or the heat, the flowers never withered. Many years later, the children in Xiaoshizhai Village loved it most.
All I have to do is run to the top of the mountain, roll around and play among the flowers. Here, there is never a shortage of children’s whispers...
In the mansion, Qin Yu was sitting in the courtyard, but Meng Yao came out with a plate of fruit, put it on Qin Yu's lap, and said, "It's fresh, try it."
"Um."
After eating some fruit, Meng Yao suddenly asked Qin Yu: "Qin Yu, is there any reason for you to stay in Xiaoshizhai Village?"
After hearing what Meng Yao said, Qin Yu smiled and asked, "Why do you ask that?"
"Can I still understand you? What is it to resolve the negative energy of the mansion? In my opinion, even if the negative energy of this mansion is resolved, the villagers in Xiaoshizhai Village will not dare to live in it. I am afraid that more will be done to dispel the negative energy of this mansion."
Push it away."
"Put it down, this is a centuries-old antique, but don't tell me, the villagers of Xiaoshizhai Village can really make it."
Yes, Qin Yu and others have been staying in Xiaoshizhai Village for two days. Of course, Qin Yu said to the outside world that the Yin Qi in this mansion was very strong. He lived here for a period of time and resolved the Yin Qi here.
The villagers of Xiaoshizhai Village firmly believe in Qin Yu's words, and they hope that Qin Yu can stay longer, just like the young Taoist priest two hundred years ago, who brought benefits to Xiaoshizhai Village.
"You must have seen through me, tell me honestly, what do you want to do in Xiaoshizhai Village? Is there any treasure in Xiaoshizhai Village that you have taken your fancy?" Meng Yao asked with a smile.
"Baby, you think a lot about what treasures can be found in Xiaoshizhai Village." Qin Yu stretched out his hand and tapped Meng Yao's head gently.
"Don't knock me on the head. I'm interrogating you now. Be honest with me. You know our party's policies, huh..." Meng Yao flapped her nose and said arrogantly.
Seeing Meng Yao's cute appearance, Qin Yu suddenly had the idea of teasing Meng Yao, and immediately replied with a smile: "Of course I know, our party's policy is to first go deep into the skirt and think about what is in the skirt.
What is urgent in the skirt, explain it in simple terms when doing things..."
Meng Yao listened attentively at first, but just as she listened, she felt something was wrong. In the end, she finally understood what Qin Yu was talking about, her pretty face flushed, and her pink fists kept falling on Qin Yu.
"I told you to be a hooligan, I told you to be a hooligan."
"Okay, okay, be gentle. If you knock any more, you'll vomit blood. I'm telling you." Qin Yu grabbed Meng Yao's pink fist and his expression became serious, "Remember when Mo Yongxing and I were together?"
And the scene where the three goddesses came out of Qin Shihuang’s tomb?” (To be continued)