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

First one:

To be good at children and grandchildren, you must relax one step in a small way; if you want to start a family business, you should suffer three points in everything.

Behind:

Many aristocratic families have nothing more than accumulating virtues; the best character in the world is still reading.

Lin Jue stood in it and looked around.

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

"We are Taoists from Fuqiu Temple on Fuqiu Peak in Yishan. The master told us that there is a newly built mountain temple here so that we can come here to stay and practice."

“Yes, yes!”

When Mr. Yan heard that they were from Yishan, he looked bright, nodded repeatedly, and looked at the children around him, feeling the kind of glory of finding a savior.

"A few years ago, we had a monster here. It was very fierce and ate a lot of people. Later, an old real man passed by here and abandoned the monster. Then he told us that Shimen Mountain behind us already had a spirit, and sooner or later it would be born into a mountain god. If we were willing to raise funds to build a temple on the mountain and worship it regularly and sincerely, when the mountain god was born on the mountain, we would be close to people and protect us. So we built a mountain god temple on the side of the mountain, which was only repaired the year before."

"That's my uncle."

"That's right! After the mountain temple was repaired, the house was also built. I just waited for the real person to come to live in. However, the temple was on the mountainside and looked very close. In fact, there were still some roads to the village. If the real person wanted to go, we could take the real person here today or tomorrow. As for pots, pans, quilts, bedding, mats, or other missing items, the real person would move from our house!"

"That's thank you."

"You are really kind." Mr. Yan said, showing a pleading look, "You really have something strange to me in my family recently..."

"I have heard of it on the road." said the fourth senior brother, "I practice less frequently and have less skills. Fortunately, several senior brothers are here, and I am willing to help the old man."

"Thank you, real person! Hurry up! Carry your grandson up!"

The old man's tone was very fast.

A woman below ran down and brought in a boy about three or four years old.

The boy closed his eyes and seemed to be just asleep, but his face was pale and as angry as a fucking spring.

"It is indeed a sign that the heavenly soul leaves the body and the earthly soul is addicted to it." The fourth senior brother went over and looked at it, then turned to ask the old man, "I heard that Ling Sun Sheng is strange?"

Lin Jue withdrew his gaze from the pillars on the wall and listened attentively.

"Yes, he didn't have long been born and could speak clearly. He also said that he was from the Central Plains, named Feng Xianzhi, passed the exam, married a wife and a concubine, and had a son and a daughter. Not to mention memorizing poetry, even if he was writing fu, it was not a problem." The old man smiled bitterly and said, "There was someone from the county, and he wrote this matter into the county annals."

"It's really strange."

"Who said no? We were in a dilemma at the beginning. We could not send him back, and we also felt strange. We almost sent him, but this was Changsun and the only one. Alas, it took a long time to accept it."

The old man said:

"But this is when he is awake. Most of the time he is sleeping. When he wakes up and asks him, he says he has gone out and asked him about the mountains and rivers outside. Although he says vaguely, he can match it. I also understand some of this kind of thing. I guess it's probably because I've been wandering around. After a long time, I get used to it, but this time it's been half a month and I haven't come back."

"The old man knows a lot."

"Can you know the reason?"

For a moment, everyone in the Yan family's main hall looked at the Taoist.

"I have only heard of some."

The fourth senior brother frowned and said uncertainly:

"I heard that there is an underworld underground, which is a world of ghosts. But not everyone will become ghosts after death, nor will they go to the underworld after becoming ghosts. Some people will go to the underworld.

“There are three types of people going to the underworld:

"Those who are virtuous can go down to become officials; those who are guilty must go down to work and be punished; those who are kind and grudge must also settle their own efforts.

“There are three categories that cannot continue:

"Sages, immortals, gods and practitioners like us; those who are unforgivable to forgive the spirit and souls, or who have not become ghosts after death for other reasons; those who have no virtue, no sin, and no great grudges, or who are unwilling to leave the world because of obsession;

"After the last one dies, they may wander among the graves. The remaining energy exists before it is exhausted. The remaining energy gradually disappears. It seems that dewdrops and bubbles form quickly, and they disappear quickly, and it is like idle flowers and weeds, and they live and die. There are ghosts that have no support, which are occasionally attached to people, and are called secret life. Some people who practice Taoism become ghosts after death, and reincarnate through other people's bodies, which is called taking over the body. However, most of these things in the world are just coincidences, no wonder anyone.

"Of course, these are just rumors. Maybe they make sense, maybe they haven't seen them with their own eyes, so they can't be fully believed."

The fourth senior brother explained in detail.

Lin Jue listened very seriously.

The Yan family is naturally the same.

"Then why is he always confused and drowsy and wandering outside?"

"It's all because the soul of heaven is unstable."

"Is there a solution? It's always like this, it's okay for a few days. Like this time, not only does it take for food, drink, defecation and urination to help people, but if you continue like this, you're afraid that you won't last long."

"Looking at the ancient and modern times of the world, there are many such things. Not all of them will die. Some can grow up smoothly. Some people will naturally forget the previous things after they grow up, and some people will still remember the events of their previous lives until they become adults. Some people suddenly remember the events of their previous lives after they grow up. It is not surprising that it is mostly natural. The old man is knowledgeable and I think he has seen it in the book."

The fourth senior brother thought about it and replied:

"If I talk about the reasons, I only know that those who died prematurely may be caused by the instability of the 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 method of solving the problem, it is nothing more than retention. If you want to retention, you can practice Taoism. However, you need to have talent to serve the gods, but you have to find the true god, and you can also ask my senior brother for a retention pill. But the most urgent thing now is to find Ling Sun's heavenly soul back."

“Yes, yes, yes…”

Mr. Yan nodded again and then said excitedly: "Now my grandson has not returned for half a month. If the real person has a way to retrieve it, our whole family will be grateful!"

"Please help from real people!"

Everyone in the room was about to cry.

Especially the woman holding the child was the most sad, she was almost about to kneel down, but she was almost dragged by her junior sister.

"It's useless to worry. Since the old man has asked someone to shout souls nearby and has not called him back, I think he is a little far away." The fourth senior brother said, "There happened to be another expert to give advice. Last night, the old man invited the nearby ghosts and gods to watch a wonderful opera. They really watched it. I lit three incense sticks and asked the nearby wandering souls to help me ask."

"Okay, okay! I'll have a real person!"

"Please get incense and candle offerings."

"Go quickly and go quickly!"

The old man asked the woman to go and prepare.

Not long after, a simple incense table was prepared in the main hall, a offering was placed, an incense candle was lit, and then he recited:

"The incense lights are Hu Mengjin in Fuqiu, Yishan. It is located in the home of the Yan master of Shimen Village. The incense and candles are connected to the underworld, and the fire is everywhere. There are ghosts in all directions. I offer you my offerings now. Those who hear it can come to receive the smell of nectar."

First register the registration number, then talk about the location, and then explain the matters, please come around.

This book is not a magic, but a ritual that people who practice Taoism can do. Even ordinary people who do not have any Taoism will have experience and knowledge, choose the right time, and use the same method to call, and they may still invite ghosts wandering around, but they may not be able to communicate with the wandering souls.

If there is a Taoist who practices Taoism, it will naturally be easier.

"call……"

A breeze suddenly came in the room, which made it a little colder.

The fourth senior brother faced Xiangzhu, and his eyes were dazed in the trance, and he saw a blurred figure in the silk fragrance.

"I am Hu Mengjin, a Taoist in Fuqiu Temple in Yishan. The Yan family invited ghosts and gods from all directions to watch a scene last night. I want to ask you to help find the soul of his grandson. Is it true that I went to watch that scene?"

"The play... is good..."

The figure was blurry and the sound was very erratic.

"Have you ever seen the Yan family's grandson? There is only the heavenly soul, but no earthly soul."

"Tianhun…Tian…"

Before the voice was finished, a sudden sound seemed to be frightened, and it seemed to be squeezed away by someone.

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

Then another thick voice came:

"I am the god of Shimen Mountain..."

"It turned out that the mountain god arrived."

"The Heavenly Soul went out... I didn't go far... but no one saw it before..." The mountain god's voice was intermittent, and even the pronunciation was a bit difficult. It could be seen that this was a new mountain god. "There is a forest next to the river below, and there is a little demon inside. He likes to seduce ghosts and eat them, so he can go there to find them."

"Thank you, the mountain god."

"Last night...I watched the opera...I also watched it..."

"Give me a gift to the mountain god."

At some point, the incense of thread in front of me burned out, and the blue smoke all disappeared into nothingness.

The fourth senior brother withdrew his gaze.

In the eyes of everyone, the wind blew the incense to burn quickly and blew the green smoke. Everyone could see nothing, but the fourth senior brother was talking to himself.

But the wind came and went, and it burned quickly like a rushing incense, obviously saying that everything was true.

"how?"

The old man from the Yan family asked quickly.

"The old man invited a troupe last night. I invited a wandering soul first. He was very happy to help, but before he could help, the mountain god rushed over and told us that Ling Sun's soul might be in a forest by the river at the foot of the mountain, saying that there was a little demon there." The fourth senior brother said, "Does the old man know that forest?"
To be continued...