Because in everyone's concept, there is no way to deal with this kind of child who died young, and it can be buried quietly.

There is a low-lying land behind the willow forest, where the villagers used to bury their dead babies.

Yang Yongxian did not send the two children to Willow Forest, but found a place to bury them in the mountains. He must not have cared so much at that time, and he must not have put away the six cents.

Xiu'er didn't, and the unborn fetus that was moved to the grave certainly didn't exist either.

"So, Xiu'er wanted me, my aunt, to help him advance six cents? But, when I took out the money in my dream, the old man who punted the boat refused to let me go. Why?" she asked.

Daochang Yuan looked at Yang Ruoqing calmly and said: "You are a living soul, so of course he can't take your money. Even if you don't take Xiu'er with you, even you yourself can't take that boat."

Yang Ruoqing blinked her eyes and thought that she was a living person, so the old ghost couldn't collect money from living people?

"Daozhang Yuan, how should I help Xiu'er?" she asked again.

Taoist priest Yuan said: "It's not difficult. I will write the child's birth date on a charm later. You can bring melons, fruits, wine, and burn it in front of the Earth Temple at midnight tonight."

"The Earth God in the Earth Temple is actually the City God of this place. He told him the truth and asked him to give the child who died young a customs clearance document so that he could board a boat and cross the river and go to Fengdu to be reincarnated."

Yang Ruoqing remembered every word of Taoist Yuan in her heart.

Before leaving, she couldn't help but ask again: "Master Yuan, I still have a doubt."

"Mrs. Luo, please speak."

"In everyone's understanding, people have to cross the Naihe Bridge after death. Why is there no bridge on the Santu River? Only boats?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Taoist priest Yuan said seriously: "There are many rivers in the underworld, and the Santu River is one of them. When you die, you will cross Huangquan Road and go up to the Naihe Bridge. You will die in vain by crossing the Santu River."

"The water in the river is so light that even a feather will sink to the bottom. To cross the river, you have to pay six cents for the boat fare."

"There are also those who don't want to pay and dare to wade through the river. The river will submerge them, and the huge waves will swallow their souls. Those souls will be trapped in the river and will not be able to die. Over time, they will have great resentment. The river will be smelly and yellow. Whenever there is another

For waders, hatred and jealousy will make them take revenge, so if you want to go to the other side, you must take a boat."

Yang Ruoqing understood.

She and Luo Fengtang stood up: "Thank you, Taoist Priest Yuan, for your guidance. Then we'll take our leave."

Daochang Yuan got up and walked to the door of the wing, and repeatedly warned: "Be kind in your heart and be sunny everywhere. Mrs. Luo is a noble person. Your kind help will definitely help that child reach the other side and enter reincarnation as soon as possible."

Yang Ruoqing and Taoist Yuan returned the pious salute, then turned around and left the Taoist temple with Luo Fengtang.

Looking at the couple's retreating figures, Yuan Daochang narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

Mrs. Luo's fortune is far from the ordinary fortune of the powerful, but the fortune of the Mother of Dragons!

If he can get her help, that kid will surely reach bliss early and live in a wealthy place in the next life.

After leaving the Taoist temple, the two of them came here on foot instead of in a carriage, so they naturally walked back this time.

During the Chinese New Year, she ate non-stop almost every day. She wanted to walk more to avoid gaining weight.

"I was thinking that there were five people who went to Xiu'er's grave that day to check on the situation. In terms of relationship, the second cousin was Xiu'er's biological uncle. Even if he looked for it, he should have found his second cousin. Why would he look for me?

Where is this cousin?"

Yang Ruoqing pondered this issue while walking.

Luo Fengtang thought about it for a while and said: "Daozhang Yuan also said that you are a precious person. If you go and burn incense and tell the city god about this matter, it will have more weight than your second brother."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly laughed and looked up at him: "In terms of weight, you, the great general who protects the country, are the real weight. In the words of the play, you are the reincarnation of the Arhat who subdued the dragon and subdued the tiger.

It would be better to go and tell the City God!"

Luo Fengtang thought about it seriously, "Perhaps it's because I am a general and my body is too heavy with wounds, so Xiu'er doesn't dare to get close, let alone fall asleep!"

Well, Yang Ruoqing agrees with this explanation.

A certain emperor of the Tang Dynasty in the parallel time and space of his previous life was too aggressive in his fight for the throne, so he killed his elder brother and younger brother.

After sitting firmly on the throne, he was repeatedly harassed by the ghosts of his brothers, unable to sleep at night, and becoming increasingly thinner.

Later, he found two generals who had accompanied him on the expedition to guard the door of his dormitory, and then he stopped.

When word of this spread among the people, people began to draw portraits of the two generals on red paper and stick them on their doors during festivals and festivals, which was said to ward off evil spirits.

"Do you still have incense paper and candles at home?" she asked again.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "Yes, there is no need to buy any more."

Yang Ruoqing said: "We will quietly go to the City God's Temple to burn this matter at night. The elders on both sides will not talk about it. It is a small matter in the first place. I don't want them to get involved and worry."

Luo Fengtang said: "Yeah."

The two of them stayed at the Taoist temple for an hour. When they returned to the village, it happened to be morning. The sky was still overcast, and the north wind was blowing. There were many villagers in groups of three and five, and there were actually many villagers gathering at the intersection.

Talk to the corner of the yard.

Looking at their expressions, they all showed fear and uneasiness.

"What's going on? Whenever I see them chattering together like this, I have a bad feeling." Yang Ruoqing tugged on Luo Fengtang's cloak and whispered.

Luo Fengtang frowned and said, "Go over and ask."

There was no need for them to take the initiative to ask. Someone with sharp eyes in the crowd saw the couple coming and immediately raised their voice: "Qing'er, Tangyazi, you came back just in time. Something happened in our village again. It's a big deal!"

"Tell me and listen." Luo Fengtang said.

The villager pointed to Huosheng's house: "Huosheng, Huosheng is dead. He drank rat poison and died in the house where his mother-in-law and children were crushed to death!"

Because they heard that Li Zheng Yang Huazhong had rushed to Huosheng's house to check the scene, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang also quickly turned around and ran to Huosheng's house.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the courtyard, I heard the heart-wrenching cry of my aquatic daughter-in-law Caixia coming from the east room.

Fire-born and water-born are brothers. Their parents passed away long ago. When they grew up, the brothers married a pair of sisters.

The elder sister's name is Yunxia, ​​and the younger sister's name is Caixia. The heavy snowfall a year ago crushed the east room of Huosheng's family. Yunxia and her two children were crushed to death on the bed by the collapsed roof, leaving Huosheng alone in the family.

This is the most tragic thing that happened in Changping Village after the tragedy in the old Yang family's house. People in the village burst into tears when they mentioned the Huosheng family.
Chapter completed!