"Virtue...

"Five Qi...

"The method of requiem..."

Lin Jue's mind was in a daze. When he recalled what happened last night, he felt that it was as if it were real and illusory, and it suddenly seemed like a dream.

Walking slowly back to the ancestral hall.

It was the break of dawn in the early morning, and the sky had not yet completely brightened up. The sky outside was turning blue, and the east was beginning to turn white. However, it was still dark inside the ancestral hall, and the ground was also dark.

Not knowing what to do, I glanced down casually. I could vaguely distinguish rubble, bricks and other debris, and it seemed that there were also things left by the man last night. However, the ancestral hall was empty, and there was nothing that should be taken away.

There was no need to stay longer, so he didn't take a closer look. He picked up his quilt and tucked it under his ribs, picked up the hatchet and oil lamp, and walked out.

My steps couldn't help but feel a little wandering.

After leaving the ancestral hall, we walked along the alley outside. Not far out of the alley, suddenly a house opened the door and a person came out and looked at him in surprise.

"Good boy! Did you really spend the night?"

"..."

Lin Jue turned to look at this person, but he didn't recognize him. After thinking about it, he realized that it was probably the Wang family who helped monitor whether they really spent the night in the ancestral hall, so he said:

"Almost..."

"I'll take you to see Grandpa!"

After saying that, he reached out and took something from Lin Jue's hand. Lin Jue gave him whatever he wanted. Finally, he heard him say "Follow me" and followed him.

Every time I walk, the sky gets brighter.

By the time we walked back to Mr. Wang's old compound, the morning sun had come out from the east and the morning light had passed over the mountain.

Mr. Wang had already woken up and was still sitting on the master's chair in the main room, drinking morning tea and watching them. Hearing what the man said about Lin Jue, it was probably confirmed that he had really stayed in the ancestral hall all night.

Old Mrs. Wang couldn't help but be surprised. He held the cup and looked at Lin Jue.

"Did you really sleep in there all night?"

"Mr. Hui, I never left."

Lin Jue looked at the old man and the spacious hall, and finally slowly came back to his senses, breaking away from the unreal state.

It's like I'm still in a dream.

"That man ran away in the middle of the night, and you didn't even run away?"

"Didn't run away..."

"I really misjudged you!"

"..."

"Why don't you have energy? Did you not sleep all night, or were you fascinated by the things in the ancestral hall?" The old gentleman turned to look at a woman next to him, "How do you entertain guests? Pour a cup of tea for the guests."

"None of that."

Lin Jue shook his head and replied truthfully.

"What's going on?"

"I just feel like I'm dreaming..."

"So, did you see that thing last night?" Mr. Wang couldn't help but put down the tea cup.

"We have dealt with..." Lin Jue recalled the small figure he saw this morning, as well as the figure that was blurred in his dream last night and now has been forgotten for a long time. He still shook his head, "I have never seen his true face."

"We are all guests here. Don't stand around. Sit next to me and tell me in detail what happened last night and how you spent the night."

"..."

Since there really are goblins and ghosts in the world, this old man with a high reputation should have seen them in his decades of life, so he didn’t panic too much when he knew that there were goblins coming to his ancestral hall. But there were three of them in the ancestral hall.

The person who fell in love with me for the night, an old master, had no idea at all

One saw the demons and ghosts. With his old man's character, he might have said after leaving that there were no demons and ghosts here at all. The other one just slept all night and woke up at dawn. It is very likely that this old man Wang didn't know that there were demons and ghosts here.

Who is it and what does it look like?

The woman brought a cup of tea to Lin Jue. Lin Jue thanked him and took a sip. The clear bitterness, chrysanthemum fragrance and various flavors suddenly hit his taste buds, which made him sober up.

"There is no need to worry, old gentleman. He has left this morning. If you want to visit the temple at the old gentleman's home, you will have no worries from now on."

"Leave?"

"Exactly."

"Oh? Why is this? Tell me carefully!"

"Last night we..."

Lin Jue then told him the truth.

Gradually, more and more people came into the main room, most of them were descendants of high status or favored family members. Their eyes widened when they heard this, and some people gathered outside the door, all leaning against the door frame, with equally novel faces on their faces.

Lin Jue patiently spoke slowly.

Only questioning, no interruption.

I was forced to speak in more detail.

There were only held breaths, surprised gazes, at most some scrutinizing glances, and no face-to-face questioning.

"When I finally woke up, it was almost dawn."

After Lin Jue finished speaking seriously, he sat still.

The old man at the head, Mr. Wang, was a little silent, still thinking about the last words the monster said to Lin Jue.

"..."

In the end, he didn't say anything. He just picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Then he looked at Lin Jue again: "If that thing is really gone, our Wang family will be very grateful to you."

"It's hard to say that." Lin Jue thought about it again, and said truthfully, "The reason why that person left today was first because of the old gentleman's reward method, which made him uneasy, and then because of the old master and the county butcher.

A person who was not easy to mess with came in and made it feel troublesome and difficult to deal with. Until I came here, it was just that the fire was finally coming. But it was not just the effect of my last fire."

"hehe……"

Old Mrs. Wang smiled when he heard this, but then asked: "How old are you this year?"

"Just after fifteen."

"It's rare..."

Mr. Wang nodded repeatedly, and then thought about it:

"You didn't lie when you bent over today, and that thing didn't lie to you either. It left completely. In any case, you deserve the most credit.

"Since the monster knows that you are filial to your uncle, our Wang family is quite famous here, so naturally it cannot be worse than a monster. What's more, we are from a neighboring village, and your family has such difficulties.

If you have some spare energy, you should give some help based on emotion and reason.

"In this way, you two spent the night last night, and as long as you didn't leave halfway, I will give you another reward as a reward. In addition, our Wang family will also be responsible for your uncle's medical treatment.

"What do you think?"

After listening to Lin Jue's conversation with the monster in the ancestral hall, at some point, Mr. Wang changed from being arrogant to paying more attention to Lin Jue. At this time, he actually turned his head and looked at him inquiringly.

"Thank you, old sir."

Lin Jue quickly stood up and saluted.

Humility must be modest, and frankness must be candid. There is no room for compromise on this matter.

Mr. Wang raised his eyes and looked at him, but the more he looked, the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was unusual, so he added: "Give him twenty taels of silver so that he can carry it easily."

"Thank you, old gentleman."

"Don't go back in a hurry. Our Wang family also has a table of delicious food for you. Be sure to eat before you leave."

"I understand this. I haven't returned home all night, and my family will be very worried. What's more, my uncle is sick in bed and suffering a lot. It's hard for my aunt and cousin to wait in front of the hospital bed. They cut down on clothes and food. How dare I do that?

Where can I have good food and good food here, old gentleman?”

Lin Jue immediately declined.

"Good."

Mr. Wang still smiled, waved his hand and said, "Then prepare the ingredients and drinks and send them to your home later."

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders..."

"If you need help in the future, please come to our door."

"Thank you, old sir."

Lin Jue had nothing to say, so he could only thank him profusely.

After a night of being in a trance, there were three more pieces of honeycomb silver in my arms, twelve taels each, and the extra piece was used to buy medicine for him. It was so heavy to hold it, pulling on my coarse clothes. Then, illuminated by the bright sky, I walked out of the lake.

Lin Jue, who was standing at the door of his home, felt an indescribable sense of ownership.

I walked back to Shucun with a buoyant step. The sense of fantasy generated by last night's experience was not dissipated by the sense of gain and ownership of the money. Instead, it became stronger and more wonderful as time went by.

There is also an unreal feeling like another world.

Entering the village, we passed by Xiaqiao Pavilion and when we turned the corner, we saw the village elder and the group of children again.

Maybe it was because he didn't get much sleep last night, maybe he spent too much energy fighting against evil spells, or maybe he just felt tired after seeing a strange side of the world. Lin Jue involuntarily stopped, leaned against the wall, and looked blankly.

that direction.

The village elder still told fairy tales.

The children still listened attentively.

The story also reached Lin Jue's ears, and all the stories he had heard in the past were all involved in his mind.

Foxes, ghosts, good and evil, gods.

Cultivation, magic, gods, immortality.

A golden elixir ascends to heaven;

Something bad happened.

Half true and half false, half real and half false, only in people's minds.

The charm in this kind of story is really difficult to describe with words alone. I am afraid that the charm can only be experienced with the heart. It is not thrilling or rigorous and rational, but it is strange and romantic, and the imagery is moving.

Lin Jue couldn't help but stand here, listening blankly, but still couldn't help but think about that question in his mind——

What kind of world is this?

Since there are monsters in the world, are there also ghosts? If there are ghosts, are there also gods, Buddhas, and Taoist practices? There are also the three thousand worlds that Buddhism talks about, and there are also the Taoism that talks about eternal life.

So how should you find it yourself?

Where is this path to immortality?

Where should I find the so-called method of requiem?

…

I didn't know how I got home. I met my aunt and uncle, and briefly talked about what happened last night and the thirty taels of silver. After being worried and warned by my aunt, I finally returned to the room.

The room is simple, but it is a place of peace of mind.

As soon as I lay down, when my mind was wandering with thoughts and my mind was dizzy, I suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Looking back——

I don’t know when an ancient book appeared next to it.

There is no book title.

It is a strange book.

Lin Jue was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he got up and went out and returned to the ancestral hall this morning, he seemed to have seen something like a book in the dark.

The person left behind, and my head was dizzy and full of thoughts, so I didn't pay much attention to it. I just took the bedding, knife and oil lamp and left.

I don't know if they are the same one.

Lin Jue couldn't help but pick it up.

"Wow..."

When I flipped through it, the book was filled with blank spaces.

Only the first page has words.

It reads:

Exhale

A common method used by fairies and ghosts.
Chapter completed!