On the mountain road to the north of Wujia Village, the dim firelight shone, reflecting the figures of several people.
If Lu Li saw them, he would find that these were Wu Song, Wu An, and several other men from Wujiacun, whom he had dined and had a good chat with before.
"Uncle, why are we going to the ancestral hall this late at night?"
"Yes, there are a lot of wild animals at night, and the wolf cubs have come out."
"I went to the city two days ago, and I heard that there was a fuss about the Fengshan Coprophags there, and they ran out from Fengshan."
Some people in the same industry started talking.
"Why are you asking so many questions? Just follow me honestly."
Wu An patted one of them on the head, scolded him a few times, and looked at Wu Song, who was holding a lantern and looking solemn.
In fact, he didn¡¯t know what to do.
"Compared with these people's worries, this afternoon, he had seen the strangeness of the ancestral hall with his own eyes.
But it was also because he informed his uncle Wu Song about the strangeness in the ancestral hall that he took action tonight.
I have to grit my teeth and wade through this muddy water for what I have caused.
"What are you yelling about?"
Wu Song looked around at the younger members of the clan and shrank their heads when he saw them. Then he said with a gloomy face: "I just went to the ancestral hall to see where there is so much resentment. With the blessing of the ancestors, there are also jackals, tigers and leopards." It can¡¯t hurt us.¡±
He is the clan leader and the elder of everyone. He has accumulated great authority in the past. Now when he gets angry, no one dares to speak.
"Okay, uncle, they are just complaining, let's go to the ancestral hall quickly, don't make it too late."
This is Wu An coming out to smooth things over.
"snort."
Wu Song was not really angry, he was just scaring these juniors, and he used the steps to get down.
"Walk."
After this happened, no one dared to complain anymore.
Some people held torches and lanterns and walked on the path in the fields. After a short while, they arrived at the ancestral hall in the mountains.
Maple Mountain is very cold at night.
Darkness has enveloped this fiery red mountain range. Under the cold moonlight, the red maple leaves are like eyes with red light, peeping at outsiders in the darkness.
Everyone in the Wu family came to the foot of Fengshan Mountain.
Feeling this coldness and the feeling of being watched, everyone couldn't help but feel their scalps numb and their whole bodies trembling.
Walk to the entrance of the ancestral hall.
The original three sticks of incense were already burned out.
Wu Song walked to the incense burner, took three sticks of incense from someone next to him, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.
Wu Song knelt down, kowtowed three times to the incense burner, and muttered.
When other members of the same clan saw this, they all followed suit without hesitation, knelt down and kowtowed, and shouted for blessings from their ancestors.
After three kowtows, Wu Song stood up. Then I looked at the people around him and said, "You all wait outside. No one can enter the ancestral hall and serve around the family law."
His tone was very cold. Seeing his solemn attitude, everyone nodded along.
"I understand, Patriarch."
Wu Song looked around at everyone and saw that everyone's expressions became serious. He nodded and then walked into the ancestral hall.
Wu An couldn¡¯t help but beat his heart as he watched his uncle¡¯s back gradually disappearing into the darkness of the ancestral hall.
¡®Is everything going to be okay? ¡¯
He thought of the gray-white figure he saw in the ancestral hall this afternoon, although that figure was probably his ancestor.
¡®But even if it¡¯s an ancestor, he¡¯s already dead. I don¡¯t know how many years ago. Is he a ghost? Such a thing as a ghost'
Wu An thought in fear, and suddenly a feeling of being watched spread all over his body. He subconsciously raised his head, and there seemed to be a gray eye in the ancestral hall in front of him. He glanced at himself lightly, and then disappeared in a flash.
"Did you see anything? It's inside the ancestral hall."
He looked at the people on the left and right and asked aloud.
"No?"
¡°It¡¯s so dark in there, you can¡¯t see anything, how can there be anything?¡±
"Yes, it's so dark inside that the patriarch won't be afraid of falling when he goes in."
"Is he the patriarch?"The people on the left and right looked at each other, and then stared at the ancestral hall seriously. It was pitch dark inside, and nothing could be seen at all.
"Really? Maybe I saw it wrong."
Wu An looked at the dark ancestral hall without any trace, and his heart gradually became cold. He did not dare to think about it anymore
It was dark, no light, no sound.
Wu Song walked into the ancestral hall, his figure blending into the darkness.
He walked.
People in dark environments will have instinctive fear.
But Wu Song didn¡¯t.
He is already familiar with this kind of darkness. He has walked here countless times in the past few decades.
Without any need for light, Wu Song walked to the middle of the ancestral hall in a few steps. There was a black futon here, and he knelt down.
Then he took out a small incense stick from his arms.
I don¡¯t know what material this incense stick is made of. It is white and thin, like a silver needle that is too long.
He took out the fire folding bag, and a spark of fire appeared, lighting the incense stick, and he inserted it into a small stove in front of the futon.
"Ancestor, I would like to see my descendant Sun Wu Song."
Wu Song¡¯s voice was low, and he kowtowed to the row in front of him on the futon.
The incense burns, producing a faint smoke.
This smoke is not white, but fiery red. This fiery red color is exactly the same as the maple leaves outside.
As the red smoke comes out, it is dim and clear, and it is unclear where it is floating.
Huh¡ª¡ª
The ancestral hall suddenly lit up.
The fiery red light enveloped the entire dark ancestral hall, illuminating the scene inside.
Wu Song subconsciously covered his eyes.
The sudden change from darkness to light made his eyes sting a little. After a moment of relief, he put down his hands and opened his eyes again.
An illusory figure appeared in front of him.
The figure is floating and hanging in the air. Judging from its appearance, it is about forty years old, with long beard and long hair, and is wearing a green Taoist robe.
Wu An¡¯s guess was good.
There is indeed an ancestor of the Wu family in the ancestral hall, and the look that looked at him during the day came from here.
"Ancestor."
When Wu Song saw this figure, he quickly kowtowed again.
"Get up."
The figure lifted up Wu Song with a flick of his hand, and then said in a deep voice: "Are you here for the person who came to the ancestral hall today?"
"Yes."
Wu Song nodded, not surprised that his ancestor knew the purpose of his visit, but said: "That man seems to have some skills, he discovered the secret of my Wu family, and now he wants to remove the evil spirit from my Wu family village.
He should have magical powers. Some people in the clan have seen him absorb evil spirits and control flames. He is not a mortal.
We in Wujia Village follow the teachings of our ancestors and have never had any monks. They are all mortals.
If that person comes by force, how should you deal with it? "
"Wu Song's opening was shocking.
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