Xin Xiu met Lingzhao Immortal Temple again. The ancestor was a magical ancestor. His temple was not all large areas connected together, but also scattered in various places like stars. The uneven distribution of faith may have a lot to do with the current chaotic situation of various countries on the earth. It can be seen from this that the ancestor had also been to many places back then.

Every time she saw Lingzhao Immortal Temple, she would live directly into the temple. Most of these temples were managed, so of course no one was allowed to live in casually. Every time she had to explain to others that she was the disciple of Lingzhao Immortal, which was too troublesome, so Xin Xiu chose the most convenient method and gave herself an invisible technique, so she could go in for free and eat and live for free.

When she lived in the temple, she never forgot to follow the crowd to give her incense sticks to her ancestors. Most of the Lingzhao Immortal Temples were very lively, and there were endless people coming to burn incense. There were many people seeking marriage when Xin Xiu entered the Lingzhao Immortal Temple this time.

Xin Xiu had long felt that the ancestor was really a god. Other gods all had fixed marriages or children to seek wealth and wealth. He was different. He seemed to care about everything. Xin Xiu saw people coming to burn incense along the way, and they all had everything they wanted, and they wanted children, marriage and wealth. There were also people who lost the cow and came back, and the boy had white hair and wanted to turn black, etc.

Xin Xiu heard the girl begging a good husband shyly, and she also picked up the incense and muttered to the ancestor: "Blessing by the ancestor, I don't ask for any marriage anymore, I just want the man I like next time not to be scared away by me."

Grandmaster: Forget it if other mortals ask me for marriage. As a disciple of Shuling, don’t you know that Grandmaster doesn’t care about marriage at all.

After Xin Xiu finished talking, she felt at ease and inserted the incense in the incense, and then she saw her incense extinguishing in the incense burner.

Xin Xiu: "..." What does the ancestor mean? Do you mean I am alone? Or is it that Shuling disciples are not allowed to fall in love?

She looked at the statue of kind-eyed and kind-hearted in front of her and thought that it must have been blown out by the wind, so she rubbed it secretly and lit the fragrance again, and then the fragrance was extinguished in front of her again.

OK, it's the wind's fault!

Xin Xiu pulled out the incense and burned it all into ashes. Then she sprinkled the incense ash into the incense burner and said with a smile: "Master, you agree. Don't let your disciples chase people next time, the road to chasing people is so bumpy!"

Master: I didn’t agree.

Xin Xiu left Lingzhao Immortal Temple and went south, and he must have reached another country. The people here dressed differently from those they had seen before, and the accents were also different. The banners on the street restaurants and hotels all changed their words. Fortunately, the few people in this era knew how to read, and there were quite few places that really needed to use. At least after Xin Xiu learned a few common words, it was enough here.

There is no famine around this place, and people are not living a hard life. You can tell from the types of food in the street shops. The taste of the food here is not far from the taste of Shuling. They are both spicy and a little sour. Xin Xiu ate the long-lost hot and sour noodles here. Of course, it is not the kind of food in the previous life, but it is enough to make people feel a little homesick.

Xin Xiu walked in the middle of the scattered tall houses, following the playful children to watch the ghost plays performed by the people here. The ghost plays are a large-scale sacrificial dance. Many people dressed up in strange shapes, with drums tied around their waists, hammers and banners in their hands, and barefoots and masks walking around the streets. It is said that this function is to exorcise evil spirits and eliminate filth.

In Xin Xiu's view, it is just a gathering of people to dance with great gods. After people meet the basic needs of survival, they need spiritual construction. This ghost drama full of local flavor is a kind of spiritual construction of local people.

The people here were not xenophobic. When they saw Xin Xiu's face, they did not show any warning and rejection. Many children even laughed and laughed around her, looking at her clothes curiously, and going to see the mule following her, and saying something to her.

Xin Xiu smiled, "What are you saying? My sister doesn't understand."

She deliberately imitated the accent here, which was indeed strange to the locals, so the children burst into laughter. Even the women who were sitting in front of the house doing handicrafts on the roadside heard it, and the girl with big eyes clearly corrected Xin Xiu's claim.

Xin Xiu likes such an atmosphere. She has passed by so many places, and when people in many places see their faces, they will leave quickly, and even the first thing they think of is persecution, barbaric and ignorant.

She watched ghost plays with the children playing on the street, and saw them finally stopping in a large square. Hundreds of people gathered around the colorful flags and shouted. The sound of drums resounded everywhere. They felt that the louder the drum sound, the better the removal effect, so the men with wheat-colored skin were all trying their best to hammer the drum.

Nearly noon, everyone dispersed. The women and the elderly in the streets called on their children to go back for dinner. They had been around Xin Xiu and listened to her. The children who saw her braided bracelets with a colorful rope were dispersed reluctantly. Only a little girl with a little yellow hair was still standing there, looking at the colorful bracelets she knitted.

After Xin Xiu finished making up the last part, he closed the end. When he saw the little girl's eyes, he gave her a colorful bracelet.

"I've given it to you."

The little girl showed a joyful expression after hearing the words of the foreigner. She took the colorful bracelet and liked the red and clear stones she wore on it. She couldn't let go of her hands and put the bracelet on her thin wrist.

Xin Xiu sat on the stone steps and watched her fiddle with smiles. The girls here were all wearing bright colors and complex patterns, and silver jewelry on their bodies and heads. Although the little girl in front of her was also wearing similar dresses, judging from the rare silver jewelry on her body, her family was not rich.

Someone called her name and the little girl responded. A teenager who looked over came over. The boy had a dark and strong skin and a stinky face. He said something, which was probably why he didn't go home for dinner.

The little girl was not afraid of him, so she pouted and replied a few times, and soon happily showed him the beautiful colorful bracelet on her wrist. Obviously, this was a brother and sister, and she had a good relationship.

The boy wanted to take her home, but the little girl pointed at Xin Xiu and said something, as if she wanted to invite her home to have a meal. The boy seemed not very happy, but he could not persuade his sister, and finally signaled Xin Xiu to follow them home.

Xin Xiu used a colorful bracelet to gain the friendship of a little girl and got a free food and accommodation. However, as she guessed, the brother and sister's family was not rich, and their house was smaller than that of other families. There were only two of them in the family and there were no other adults.

Not to mention her previous life, Xin Xiu is now in her body. Of course, she will not let the poor brother and sister who depend on each other save their own food to entertain her. She took out the ingredients left in her treasure bag and sent away the boy who wanted to enter the kitchen to cook, showing them a hand.

She just made ordinary stews and scones, but the brother and sister didn't raise their heads. The boy who looked just now seemed to have completely forgotten his concerns. After eating, he looked more than a little bit better at her face and made a qualitative leap - he could smile at her white teeth.

Their house was wet, and the quilts were obviously not often sunny, and there was a smell of mold. The little girl who was entertaining her home to sleep, now she felt embarrassed and held the quilt and wanted to dry it for her. Xin Xiu took the quilt, climbed onto the roof in a few seconds, shook the quilt and dried it. She felt that the spring sun was beautiful, so she simply lay on the grassy roof to rest.

The little girl also climbed up and pointed to the place where the colorful flags could be seen and told her that there would be a ghost master there to exorcise evil spirits and pray for them at night. She was very sorry because the ghost master was very powerful and could take away illnesses and disasters, but outsiders could not enjoy the prayers of the ghost master.

Xin Xiu struggled to understand the little girl's meaning. She was quite curious. The people here had a strange respect and love for the word "ghost", which was different from many places she had passed by before.

In the afternoon, Xin Xiu went around the streets to watch the fun again. The little girl followed her. When the children saw the colorful bracelets on the little girl's hands, they all wanted them. The brave ones pulled Xin Xiu's hand and shook it.

Xin Xiu sent one by one, and received a friendship between a group of children, and was invited by them to go home to sit. The adults at the children's house did not scold them when they saw the children bringing them back, and happily served Xin Xiu tea and food to entertain her.

Their houses are similar in style, with particularly conspicuous statues in the lobby, with small drums and hammers, and ghostly faces on their faces.

"That is the ghost mother, who protects us. The ghost mother has three thousand ghosts, one thousand in the human world, one thousand in the underworld, and one thousand in the life and death. The ghosts are our ghost masters, and they command all the ghosts in the world." The old man said while worshiping the statue of the gods.

Xin Xiu roughly understood what she meant. She had seen many beliefs and accepted the faith of the locals well. She was just curious whether the ghosts and gods they worshiped were like their ancestors, a real god? If this is true, then the ghost ghost master is her disciple, and may be considered an immortal cultivator. If she meets them, she can ask if she knows where Xiang Mao is, and she still has a mission to deliver the letter.

At night, she squatted on the roof near the square, watching people gather and waiting for the Japanese, that is, the ghost master, to come to bless them.

Everyone was wearing new dresses and cleaned themselves. Xin Xiu watched with her own eyes the little girl and her brother wear all the silver jewelry, showing the most solemn treatment.

When a crescent moon appeared, Xin Xiu heard the sound of the bell. After the sound of the bell, there was a dull drum sound.

"The Ghost Master is here!" The crowd below cheered and boiled.

Xin Xiu felt something, and looked up and saw a fog appearing in the sky under the moon. There seemed to be hundreds of people in the fog, and hundreds of people in white clothes were like shadow forests, surrounded by a ghost-faced man.

Well, the flying white banner and this group of people really look like the funeral procession.

The funeral procession fell quietly on the square for five sounds. The crowd was silent and no one made a sound. They spontaneously lined up and walked to the so-called ghost master one by one, lowered their heads, and let him call the white banner in his hand over their heads.

Xin Xiu held his chin and felt the spiritual energy surging there. He thought to himself, he was really a monk, but the style of painting was completely different from that of Shuling.

The ghost master there also noticed her existence and looked at her behind the mask.

Xin Xiu, sitting on the roof, waved to him with a smile, as if he had met a long-lost relative.
Chapter completed!