Xu Family Yizhuang, the most complete ancient monument in Guning County.

When the Four Olds were destroyed, they suffered some damage to a certain extent. Many buildings, ancestral halls, ancient buildings, and granaries were damaged to varying degrees. After being repaired, they can only vaguely see the scale of that year.

However, the most complete here is the lobby of the charity village on the west side, which is the lobby of the corpse and spirits.

"From the Qing Dynasty to the present, Xu's family charity village has been serving until now for hundreds of years."

"All tourists can see that the newly parked coffins here are all people who died in a foreign land in Guning County."

"In addition, there is an ancient cellar in the inner courtyard of the Yizhuang Village. I heard that there are corpses that have not been buried. Xu's Yizhuang Village is now open to the public. It collects tickets for tourists and cremates them. The Yigong Hall also has a merit box. I also hope that all capable tourists will be kind and let them be buried in a foreign country with peace of mind."

At 4 pm, Qin Kun, Wu Senran, Qi Hongzhuang and the three of them came to Xu's charity village. He could not have imagined that a mourning hall with mortals would be able to accept tourists one day, and it seemed that there were quite a few people.

In fact, while funeral culture is feared by others, it will also arouse some people's curiosity.

This is one of the most complete places where funeral culture in the entire southern region is preserved. Qin Kun only knew about it when he heard Chu Qianxun chatting.

In the Yidian Hall, incense was enshrined. On the shrine was a cold-faced statue. She sat upright with her eyes closed. There were two night wandering gods beside her, crying and laughing, serving her.

"This Yin God is the Yuanjun of the Five Palaces, the guardian god of wandering ghosts. Any lonely ghost who is kind to others and cannot return to the roots after death will be protected by the Yuanjun of the Five Palaces."

"Medical Box, each tourist donates up to 9 yuan. One more yuan is a blessing. This money will be used to purchase cemeteries and burials for these deceased people."

"Any tourists who donate charity can draw lots in the sign box next to them. Taoist Master Shangxuan from our charity village will be unanimous."

After the tour guide of Xu's charity village explained to everyone, everyone saw an old Taoist priest who added fuel to the eternal light on the side and smiled at everyone.

Wu Senran got up late today and couldn't go out with Li Zhe and the others, so he came to Xu's charity village with Qin Kun and Qi Hongzhuang.

He saw a tour guide who was flying mouths and encouraged everyone to donate money. He curled his lips disdainfully: "What Wudian Yuanjun, I haven't heard of it, and I'm still a ghost. Why don't you make some reliable tricks if you want to cheat people?"

Qi Hongzhuang is very unhappy with Wu Senran now. This big man is polite but not attentive, and is really a person with a well-developed limbs and simple mind.

She glanced at Wu Senran: "Big man, the Yuanjun of the Five Palaces is the King of Hell, also known as the King of Hell. You dare to gossip like this in the charity village, aren't you afraid of hitting ghosts?"

Wu Senran shrank his neck. He had heard of the name of the King of Hell. He has been having nightmares these days and has said words such as the blessing of the King of Hell. Unexpectedly, he bumped into him today.

Wu Senran quickly spent money to buy Zhu Daxiang to light it for the statue, and donated another 100 yuan to express his feelings.

Qin Kun also donated 10 yuan. He saw that the number of urns parked here was even worse than that of their funeral home. The cemetery is now expensive, so if you want to bury all these urns, many people have to work hard together.

"Old Taoist Master, why are there so many urns here?"

Qin Kun did not draw lots, so he started chatting with the old Taoist priest and helped him light the eternal light.

The old Taoist priest looked kind and smiled: "They are all homeless beggars and homeless men. Our ancestors of the Xu family have been doing good deeds and will restrain their bodies. In recent years, the family has declined, and the rules of our ancestors cannot be violated."

So that's the case. No wonder, only the Xu family in Guning County has been preserved until now. It seems that they have done a lot of good deeds before.

The old Taoist priest watched Qin Kun light the lights, and every time the lighter was lit, it would go out for no reason, so he said, "Little brother, go draw a lottery, and the old Taoist will help you solve it. You don't need to illuminate these eternal lights, you can't illuminate them."

Qin Kun took out the matches brought by the hotel, and gently stroked them. The flames ignited and destroyed them inexplicably.

Qin Kun was a little surprised. He stroked his eyebrows and opened his eyes.

At this moment, Qin Kun could feel some strange spiritual power fluctuations on these oil lamps, which were faintly preventing the flame from approaching. Qin Kun was a little panting when he saw the old Taoist priest lighting six or seven lamps in succession. Qin Kun was very competitive. If he couldn't even light a lamp, it would be in vain.

Qin Kun took out a few matches, pinched the head, pinched the red phosphorus on his fingers, rubbed it gently, the phosphorus powder burned instantly, Mars sprinkled on the lamp, and a bright lamp ignited.

"Look, isn't this lit?" Qin Kun smiled.

The old Taoist smiled, looked at Qin Kun calmly, and asked in a low voice: "Yinlong Tianshou has produced mortal fire. Are the young brothers descendants of Ma Yongjiang, Qingxuan Sea?"

Qingxuanhai? Ma Yongjiang?

Qin Kun seemed to have heard of this name, but forgot it.

This trick was learned from Chu Qianxun. At that time, Chu Qianxun lighted the oil lamp with empty hands and was quite magical. Qin Kun asked for advice like a trick, and for this, he gave her nearly 200 merits to her.

"The old Taoist priest admitted his mistake. I learned it from a friend. She is not a disciple of Qing Xuanhai."

Qin Kun answered honestly.

The old Taoist priest observed for a while and found that Qin Kun had five sharp bones, and his eyes were hidden in two stars. He looked like he was born with earth and life. Ma Yongjiang's lineage was full of wood and Taoism. Earth produced metal. Gold overcomes wood, and wood overcomes earth. Therefore, he could not be the successor of Ma Yongjiang's robe and mantle.

But how did you learn this "Yinlong Fire"?

The old Taoist priest was confused. When he looked at Qin Kun again, he suddenly felt familiar.

The old Taoist priest seemed to remember something, and his heart skipped a beat and quickly grabbed Qin Kun's wrist.

With this touch, the old Taoist priest's hand bounced away like an electric shock.

How...how is it possible!!! Isn't he... dead?

A huge wave was stirred up in the old Taoist priest's heart.

"Who are you?!!"

The old Taoist priest's calm expression changed, and Wu Sen Ran came out next to him: "Old Taoist priest, so many people have donated money, waiting for you to resolve the signature, what are you doing here? Hey, the surname Qin, why are you pulling the old Taoist priest to have a small meal in private?"

Wu Senran obviously saw that the old Taoist priest was just helping Qin Kun to look at his face or palmistry. This special treatment made him very upset. Qin Kun just donated 10 yuan, donated 100 yuan and three big incense sticks himself!!

Surname...Subject to Qin?

The old Taoist priest was dragged away by Wu Senran in shock, leaving Qin Kun inexplicably.

"Director Qin, do you know him?" Qi Hongzhuang walked over and asked.

Qin Kun shook his head. He had been out of the provincial capital for the first time since he was a child. How could he know this old Taoist priest?

"Forget it, I'll go somewhere else to take a walk." Qin Kun said. This week's mission is on the back mountain of Xu's Yizhuang. He has to figure out the route here before night.

"Don't you draw lots?" Qi Hongzhuang was curious.

Qin Kun shook his head: "Fethical superstition is not credible."

Qi Hongzhuang: "..."

Brother, you are the one who engages in feudal superstition, right?

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Chapter completed!