The convoy set off from the Lianhua Township Cultural Center and headed to Waxiba. At this moment, another private car drove from the car to Waxiba.

"Mr. Su, my brother-in-law happens to be from Waxiba. He is already waiting for us in the village. Just tell him if there is anything."

On a Buick GL8 business car, Yinbao was driving, while Su Chen was sitting in the co-pilot, while Yinli and Zhang Qian were sitting behind him.

The encounter on the mountain in the evening of last night was obviously a frightening thing for several girls to not sleep well all night. However, when I heard that Su Chen was going to Waxiba Village this morning, the three girls were still curious to follow.

After all, they are not so scared when they go to the village this time, and with a master like Mr. Su.

To put it simply, if there were any choices last night, the three girls would rather stay in the wooden house on the mountain with Su Chen and encounter some gossip than the three of them huddled in the same room to sleep.

"You guys, just sleep at home if you haven't had enough sleep."

Yin Bao felt a little distressed when he saw his niece three sleepy expressions and yawning from time to time. Of course, he also knew what the three girls had encountered on the mountain yesterday. After all, Su Chen agreed to the old ghost to burn some paper money for his grave, and Yin Bao did this early in the morning.

Speaking of this, Su Chen, the co-pilot, also looked at Yin Bao unexpectedly. Yin Li's third uncle was also quite brave. When he heard that his granddaughter was frightened by a ghost, he took more than a dozen young Yin family members up the mountain early in the morning.

Although I burned paper money in front of the old ghost's grave, I also scolded the old ghost. It probably means that a lonely ghost dares to scare our Yin family. Forget it this time, I will dig up your grave next time.

Su Chen was at the scene at that time, but he did not stop Yin Bao's actions. People were afraid of ghosts, but sometimes ghosts were afraid of evil people. The old ghost was punished like this just because Zhang Qian took a photo on her grave, and because she was unintentional, she was really not a good ghost.

This time it was because he was discovered by himself. If it were someone else next time, the old ghost would succeed in the battle and come back again. Maybe one day it would cause death. Yin Bao was so intimidated by this, the evil ghost needed to be beaten by the evil man.

As for the ghost who will take revenge?

Su Chen was not worried at all. Just the young juniors of the Yin family stood there, the yang energy was not something that the old ghost could bear. Moreover, such lonely ghosts were at most walking on the mountain. If they really wanted to go down the mountain to harm people, they probably wouldn't have the courage to do so.

More than ten minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of a village. If Lianhu Township is bounded by Poyang Lake, then the village in front of me is the closest place to Poyang Lake in Lianhu Township.

Yinbao parked his car at the burger drying ground at the entrance of the village. This is the flattest and wide square in the village. Not far ahead is the village committee office.

The car stopped and a young man in his thirties came over.

"Brother-in-law, I came so early."

"Tuozi, let me introduce you to you. This is Mr. Su. This is my niece Xiaoli and her two classmates."

"Mr. Su, this is my uncle, nicknamed Tuozi."

"Hello Mr. Su."

Tuozi had already gotten his brother-in-law's phone number. On the phone, his brother-in-law told her that she must respect Mr. Su. At first, he thought that Mr. Su was at least in his forties or fifties, but he did not expect that the real person was younger than him.

"Hello."

Su Chen shook hands with the other party, but his eyes fell on banners hanging on both sides of the road.

"This was done by our village chief. It was said that a big boss from another place came to our village to find the roots and ask for his ancestors. This boss should be quite rich. The village chief is preparing to treat him grandly. Then maybe the other party will donate some money when he is happy."

"Warm welcome Mr. Lin from Hubei to go home to worship his ancestors."

The very straightforward banner, Yinbao on the side also explained: "Wasiba is the four major immigrants. There are many people who come here to find their roots and ask their ancestors. Many successful people will donate some money to the village. This set of villages is also familiar with them."

Su Chen nodded to express his understanding. This search for the ancestors is like returning home in glory. Since they are all rich people, if you come to find your ancestors, do you have to do your part when you see where your ancestors live?

The village committee in Waxiba was also amazing. A stone tablet was erected at the gate of the village committee, with the names of people who came here to find their ancestors. Of course, those who could be listed donated money.

This stone tablet is carved in this square, which is extremely conspicuous. For example, there are two hundred names on the first stone tablet, and the first one is engraved: Yao Wentian, the 32nd generation of the literary generation of the Liu'an branch of the Yao clan, donated 100,000 yuan.

Have a name, surname and hometown.

What would you think if this stone tablet is here for people from other families or the same family see it?

Everyone in the same family is the same family. Yours are powerful, but ours is not bad. You will definitely not be compared. As for different families, there are more comparisons.

The family came back to search for roots and asked the ancestors that they had donated money, but their family came here to find the ancestors and did not donate money. Isn’t this a joke for others?

"Mr. Su, don't think that Waxiba Village is not very good, but every year, it only relies on this donation to make up the income of 500,000 yuan. In addition, those descendants will donate additional money to repair the ancestral hall when they come back. The villagers are not as poor as they look."

Hearing Yin Bao's words, Zhang Qian asked curiously: "Uncle San, since the village is not poor, I think the houses built by the villagers are not very good?"

"Hehe, this is called the bun with meat but not on the folds. If the villagers built a house well, they would be very rich at first sight. Will so many people donate money?"

The words of Yinbao brother-in-law made everyone understand it in a flash. This is like some Buddhist tourist attractions. You will encounter many beggars begging on the road, and they are dressed very ordinary. But if you really think that these people have no money, you are very wrong. With the light of gods and Buddhas, these professional beggars earn more than a thousand yuan a day, which is just their profession.

The villagers of Waxiba are also in this situation. Although most of the people who search for roots and ancestors have at least achieved some success in their careers, sometimes it is very likely that a family led by several elders to worship their ancestors. Not everyone is very rich, so they may only donate three or five hundred or so.

If the villagers in Waxiba Village had a good life and had their houses built gorgeously, these people probably wouldn't have donated money.

"Mr. Su, where are we going next?"

After some introduction, Yinbao looked at Su Chen. Early this morning, Mr. Su asked what village was under the mountain. After learning that it was Waxiba, he hoped that he could find a local villager and he wanted to go there.

And I received my father's advice last night, that no matter what Mr. Su's request is, everyone in the family must fully cooperate with and meet Mr. Su's requirements and not be slackened.

Yin Bao was not dissatisfied with his father's request. On the contrary, he was very happy. Mr. Su was a master, and he was unlucky to make friends with such masters.

"Take me a walk in the village."

Su Chen had a piece of paper in his hand. This was the satellite geographical map of Waxiba that he printed from the Internet, but from this geographical map alone, it was impossible to determine where the Earth Crown was.

"Tuozi, you lead the way."

"Oh, OK."

Tuozi nodded. Although he didn't know what Mr. Su was going to do, he still respected his brother-in-law very much and led the way in front of him.

"We are in Qian Village now. Our village is divided into Qian Village and Hou Village. The houses in Qian Village have been built over the past decade, and the ones behind them are old houses."

Tuozi led the way and introduced. Soon everyone walked around Qian Village. Along the way, they met many villagers. Tuozi greeted these villagers with a smile. Yinbao on the side also knew many villagers from Waxiba. When they met, they were handing out cigarettes.

"Yinli, your third uncle is very good at ease. Everyone in this village knows him."

Seeing Yinbao smoking constantly, Zhang Qian whispered in Yinli's ear, Yinli explained: "The countryside is vast and familiar with people. My third uncle is home again. There are many people who know him in the nearby towns."

After visiting Qian Village, I soon arrived at Hou Village. Compared to Qian Village, there are cement roads, Hou Village is a kind of bluestone road, but because of the years of being trampled, the ground is also very flat.

Bluestone road and wooden pillar houses. Compared to the spaciousness of the Qian Village, the entire Hou Village is like a maze. Su Chen and his friends walked through several alleys and looked at several ancestral halls along the way.

"These ancestral halls are built by various families. After all, we are immigrants. Many people come to burn incense when they come back to find their ancestors. There are a total of 17 surnames in the village, so there are 17 such ancestral halls."

Turtle played the role of a tour guide, but when he finally walked to a pool, Su Chen stopped.

It is said that the pool is actually a small pond, and there is also a ancestral hall in front of the pond. However, compared with the very grand ancestral halls built by various families, this ancestral hall is obviously much dilapidated.

Seeing Su Chen stopping and looking at the ancestral hall, Tuozi quickly introduced: "This is an old ancestral hall, which belongs to our village collective. However, with more people seeking ancestors here over the years, various families have built their own ancestral halls, and this old ancestral hall has gradually become deserted."

Although Waxiba is a place of immigrants, transportation was not convenient before the 1990s, and not many people came here to find their roots and ask for their ancestors, so there were not so many ancestral temples.

After listening to Tuozi's introduction, Su Chen's mind came to the poem "The fragrance of no one in the empty temple is also strong."

Isn’t the ancestral hall in front of you just an empty temple?

"When did your old ancestral hall be abandoned?" Su Chen asked.

"It was probably in the 1990s."

Su Chen's eyes lit up. If that were the case, then the time would be right. Master Xiao's poem left behind time, the year of Guiyou, and the most recent year of Guiyou was 1993.
Chapter completed!