Mr. Wang walked to the front of the wooden door, and for some reason, a very quaint key suddenly appeared in his hand, and then inserted it into an old-fashioned lock in the center of the wooden door.

A click.

The lock was opened, and Mr. Wang did not rush to push the door open, but bent down and bowed to the ground.

Mr. Song and others following behind them also knelt down one after another. There was no preparation on the ground, but it was extremely clean.

Song Yun hurriedly knelt down with his parents.

"The descendants of the Song family's xxx generation, Song Wu, Song Meiqin, Song Meifeng, Song Dong, Song Chun, Song Ergou, Song Yun. Kowtow to the ancestors!" After Wang Lao said that, he did not bow, but Song Lao and others bowed one after another, stretched their hands forward, and almost all of them were pressed to the ground.

Song Yun naturally followed suit. The rules of this big family are different from those of ordinary people. Before entering the door, they must worship at the door first. When they go in later, they may be complicated.

After praying for three times, Mr. Wang stood up, and Song Laifu quickly walked to Mr. Song and helped Mr. Song up. Naturally, some other old people came forward to help them up, and those who helped them were all Song family members from different generations.

"Enter the beginning! See you, ancestors and sects!" Wang Lao said, while opening the door and then walked in first.

Mr. Song and others followed him and walked in, while Song Yun and others walked in the last time. As for the others, they could only stand at the door and couldn't enter the room.

As soon as Song Yun entered the ancestral hall, he felt a faint fragrance. In front of him, there was a very large table. The table was in the shape of a rectangular body and was divided into three levels. There were the most tablets under the first level, while in the second level, there were obviously much fewer. When it was the third level, there were only cool tablets with some ancient characters written on it. Song Yun could not fully recognize them, but the characters Song could be seen vaguely.

This is the tablet of the ancestors of the Song family.

The moment Song Yun saw these tablets, his whole body became solemn. It was these people who created an unprecedented foundation for the Song family. And what flowed on him was their bloodline.

"Southern generation of the Song family..." Old Wang closed his eyes slightly, stood in front of the table, whispering something while shaking the bell. Song Yun stood in the back, not very clear, and many words sounded very bitter and difficult to understand. Song Yun was wondering whether he was speaking classical Chinese?

About five minutes after Mr. Wang thought about it, Song Yun saw the person in front of him kneeling down, and then Song Yun quickly knelt down.

Next, I bow three times.

Then he stood up and continued to listen to Mr. Wang's recitation. After five minutes of recitation, Mr. Song walked aside, took out a handful of incense from a bag, then lit it, and inserted it on the incense burner in the middle.

The rising blue smoke emitted a pleasant smell.

Mr. Wang walked to the side and lit the candle in front of each plaque. According to Song Yun's understanding, this should be a soul-summoning. To put it simply, it is to attract all the souls of the ancestors and then look at the descendants of the Song family. Of course, these are all idealistic things, just a tradition. As for whether they can really attract souls, no one knows.

After the candles were all lit, the light in the whole room seemed a little strange. It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was about to set. The sunlight slowly turned yellow, and through the hollow carvings around the room, it penetrated into the ancestral hall. The candlelight was also yellow, but it was different from the yellow of the sunlight. The images generated under the interweaving make people feel a little dazzled.

After Mr. Song took the incense, he retreated, and then Song Meiqin and other heads of the branches went up to look. Soon, the entire incense burner was filled with incense, and the fragrance in the room suddenly became very strong.

Song Ergou also went up to burn incense at the end, and then Ye Qingshi did not go up, but Song Yun turned directly. Song Yun thought that only people with the Song family blood flowing on their bodies could burn incense, otherwise they would not have been able to burn incense either by his mother or Qingluan.

After the incense, another obscure passage of scripture-like things was read from Mr. Wang. The sound was very mysterious, making people feel drowsy, but it was a very comfortable feeling of drowsy. But if you really wanted to let you sleep, you couldn't sleep, because one or two words that stimulate your nerves often popped up in this scripture-like things, and you could wake up all of a sudden, and then fall asleep all of a sudden. Anyway, it was to make your mental things confused. When Song Yun didn't pay attention at first, he was confused, but after he paid attention, he would be fine. After all, Song Yun's willpower was also very strong. As for Mr. Song and others, perhaps because they had heard it many times, they had no other reactions.

This passage lasted for ten minutes. After reading it, Mr. Wang asked everyone to kneel down, then bowed three times, and then knelt on the ground. Mr. Wang continued to recite the passage.

I kept chanting for twenty minutes, but Mr. Wang didn't mean to let everyone stand up. If a person kneels for ten or twenty minutes, it would be very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Song Yun is in good health, while the other old people have no other expressions, and they all have a calm expression.

In twenty-five minutes, Mr. Wang asked everyone to stand up and then read, "Directors and daughters-in-law of the Song family, pay homage to the ancestors and ancestors!"

At this time, Ye Qingsi followed Qingluan on the side. The two of them were expensive on a soft pad in front of the table. Then Mr. Wang stood in front of them, shaking them with bells, muttering something in his mouth, but this time it was very fast. It took about three minutes to read the scriptures, and then Mr. Wang asked the two to burn incense, but the position of the two incense was different from that of Song Yun and others. They directly wiped the incense on the pillar beside them.

Then, under the instructions of Mr. Wang, Mr. Song walked to the table and knelt down, and then said, "The Song family, Song Wu, the second generation descendant of Shenzhou, is now with the third generation descendant Song Ergou and the fourth generation descendant Song Yun, to worship the ancestors. Due to various hardships, Song Ergou and Song Yun left the Song family. Now, with the blessing of his ancestors, the two returned to the Song family safely. Therefore, I ask the ancestors and ancestors to ask whether to let the two return."

As he said that, Old Master Song threw two wooden objects on the ground.

One faces up and the other faces up.

Old Song showed a smile on his face, bowed for a moment, and said, "Thank you, ancestors and ancestors!"
Chapter completed!