The architectural form here is different from that in Huizhou, but there are still many couplets decorated on the columns on the walls of the main hall.

The first one:

If you want to have good children and grandchildren, you must be generous; if you want to build a family business, you should suffer a loss in everything.

Behind there are:

Many aristocratic families in ancient and modern times have nothing more than to accumulate virtue; the most important character in the world is reading.

Lin Jue stood among them and looked around.

The fourth senior brother was talking to the head of the Yan family and took out his ultimatum to prove his identity:

"We are Taoists from Fuqiu Temple in Fuqiu Peak, Yishan Mountain. Master told us that there is a newly built mountain temple here, so that we can come here to live and practice."

"Yes yes yes!"

When Mr. Yan heard that they were from Yishan, his eyes lit up, he nodded repeatedly, and looked at the children around him, feeling as happy as if he had found a savior.

"A few years ago, there was a monster here. It was very ferocious and ate a lot of people. Later, an old man passed by and got rid of the monster. Then he told us that the Shimen Mountain behind him had a spirit, and sooner or later he would be alive.

If we are willing to raise funds to build a temple on the mountain and worship sincerely on a regular basis, when the mountain god is born, he will be close to people and can protect us, so we built a mountain temple halfway up the mountain.

, it was just repaired the year before last.”

"That's my uncle."

"That's right! After the mountain temple is repaired, the housing is also built, and we will wait for the real person to come to live and repair it. However, the temple is on the mountainside and looks very close. In fact, it is still some way away from the village. If the real person wants to go, we

You can bring the real person there today or tomorrow. As for the pots, pans, bedding and mats, or other things that are missing, the real person can just bring them from our house!"

"Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, Mr. Yan," said Mr. Yan, with a pleading look on his face, "Sir, something strange has happened in my house recently..."

"I've heard about it on the road." The fourth senior brother said, "I have little practice and low skills. Fortunately, several senior brothers are here and are willing to help the old gentleman."

"Thank you, Master! Hurry up! Bring your grandson up!"

The old gentleman's tone was very urgent.

A woman below quickly ran down and picked up a boy about three or four years old.

The boy closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep, but his face was pale and breathless.

"It is indeed a sign that the heavenly soul has left the body and the earthly soul is addicted." The fourth senior brother went over to take a look, then turned to the old man and asked, "I heard that Lingsun was born with something strange?"

Lin Jue withdrew his gaze from the wall pillar and listened intently.

"Yes, he was able to speak not long after he was born. He spoke clearly. He also said that he was from the Central Plains. His name was Feng Xianzhi. He was a scholar, married a wife and a concubine, and had a son and a daughter. Not to mention memorizing poems, even if

Writing poems and essays is not a problem." The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Someone from the county came and wrote this matter in the county annals."

"It's really strange."

"Who says it's not the case? We were in a dilemma at first. We couldn't send him back, and we thought it was weird. We almost sent him away. However, he was the eldest grandson and the only child. Alas, it took a long time before we finally accepted it."

The old gentleman said for a moment:

"But this was when he was awake. He was asleep most of the time. When I woke up and asked him, he said that he had gone for a walk outside and asked him about the mountains and rivers outside. Although his words were vague, they were all correct.

. The old man also knows something about this kind of thing. He guessed that he probably wandered away. As time went by, he got used to it, but this time it has been half a month and he has not come back."

"The old gentleman knows a lot."

"Does anyone know the reason?"

At that moment, everyone in the Yan family hall looked at the Taoist.

"Pindao has only heard of some."

The fourth senior brother frowned and said uncertainly:

"I heard that there is an underworld underground. It is a world of ghosts, but not everyone will become a ghost after death, and not everyone who becomes a ghost will go to the underworld. Some do and some do not.

“There are three categories of those who go to the underworld:

"Those who are virtuous can go down to serve as officials; those who are guilty must go down to work and be punished; and those who have grudges and grudges must settle their own affairs.

“There are three categories of people who can’t go down:

"Sages, immortals, and practitioners like us; those who have committed atrocious crimes and are extinguished, or who did not become ghosts due to other reasons after death; those who are without virtue and sinless and have no great grievances, or who are unwilling to leave the world due to obsession;

"After the last kind of people die, they may hang around among the tombs. The remaining energy will exist before it is exhausted. The remaining energy will gradually disappear and then disappear. It is like dewdrops and water bubbles forming quickly and dissipating quickly. It is also like idleness.

Flowers and weeds grow and perish on their own. There are also ghosts who have no support, and they accidentally possess people and give birth, which is called stealing lives. There are also people who practice Taoism and become ghosts after death, and reincarnate in other people's bodies, which is called seizing the body.

Most of these things are just coincidences, no one can blame them.

"Of course, these are just rumors. They may or may not be true. If you haven't seen them with your own eyes, you can't believe them all."

The fourth senior brother explained it in great detail.

Lin Jue listened very carefully.

The same is naturally true for the Yan family.

"Then why is he always dazed and groggy, wandering outside?"

"It's all because the heavenly soul is unstable."

"Is there a solution? It's always like this. It's okay for three or two days. Like this time, not only do you have to eat, drink, and take care of yourself, but if you continue like this, I'm afraid I won't last long."

"Throughout the world in ancient and modern times, there are many such things. Not all of them will die young, but some can grow up smoothly. Among those who grow up smoothly, some people will naturally forget what happened before when they grow up to a few years old, and some people will not forget it until they reach adulthood.

I still remember things from my previous life. Some of them suddenly came to my mind when I grew up. It’s not surprising, most of them happened naturally. The old gentleman is knowledgeable and I think I’ve read about it in books.”

The fourth senior brother thought for a while and replied:

"If we talk about the reasons, I only know that those who died young may be caused by the instability of the heavenly soul, just like this time. And those who naturally return to normal after growing up may have their own reasons and solutions.

"As for the solution, it is nothing more than requiem. If you want to repose, you can practice Taoism, but this requires talent. You can serve the gods, but you have to find the true god. You can also ask my senior brother for a requiem pill. But now

The most urgent thing is to find Lingsun's heavenly soul."

"Yes, yes..."

Mr. Yan nodded again and again, and then said excitedly: "My grandson has not been home for half a month now. If the real person can find a way to find him, our whole family will be grateful!"

"Please help me, real person!"

Everyone in the room was in tears.

The woman with the child in her arms was especially sad. She was almost about to kneel down, but was narrowly held back by her junior sister.

"It's useless to be anxious. Since the old gentleman has already asked someone to call out the soul nearby, but he didn't call back, I think he is a little far away." The fourth senior brother said, "There happened to be other experts who came to help. Last night, the old gentleman asked someone nearby to call out.

The ghosts and gods watched a wonderful opera, and they actually came to see it. The poor man lit three sticks of incense and asked the wandering ghosts nearby to come and ask for help."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, Mr. Lao!"

"Please bring incense and candle offerings."

"Go quickly!"

The old gentleman asked the woman to make some preparations.

Not long after, a simple incense table was prepared in the main room, offerings were placed, incense candles were lit, and then the words were read:

"The person who lit the incense was at the Hu Mengjin Temple in Yishan Fuqiu. It was located in the house of the master named Yan in Shimen Village. The incense and candles lead to the underworld. The fire is everywhere, and there are ghosts everywhere. I am making an offering to you now. Anyone who hears it can come and receive the nectar.

taste."

First register the number, then mention the location, and then explain the matter and invite ghosts from around.

This is not a magic spell, it is a ritual that practitioners know how to do. Even ordinary people who have no Taoism at all, as long as they have experience and knowledge, choose the right time and use the same method to call, they can still invite the ghosts wandering around.

It's just that they may not be able to communicate with wandering spirits.

It would naturally be easier if there was a Taoist who practiced the Taoism.

"call……"

Suddenly there was a breeze blowing through the room, making it a bit cooler.

The fourth brother faced the incense candle, his eyes were in a trance, and he saw a blurry figure in the green smoke of the incense stick.

"Pindao Hu Mengjin, a Taoist from Fuqiu Temple in Yishan Mountain, the Yan family invited ghosts and gods from all over the world to watch a play last night. I would like to ask you to help find the heavenly soul of his grandson. I don't know if you have gone to watch the play."

?”

"The show...is beautiful..."

The figure was blurry and the voice was erratic.

"Have you ever seen the heavenly soul of the grandson of the Yan family? There is only the heavenly soul, not the earthly soul."

"Tianhun...tian..."

Before the voice could finish speaking, there was a sudden sound, as if he had been frightened by something, or as if he had been squeezed away.

At the same time, there was a breeze coming from the house.

Then another rough voice came:
To be continued...