"Dad, why do you feel that there are a lot fewer pilgrims..."

At this time, Li Huan was bored sitting on the steps of the Taoist Temple, holding a five-year mock of the five-year high school entrance examination in his hand, pretending to be reading, but he was in a trance and didn't know where to go.

This is a small gift from Ouyang Li to her new best friend, and the cute Li Huan still cherishes it very much, but she doesn't know that this is the beginning of the nightmare...

"Because, today is Qingming Festival. Li Yu paused, looked at the few, and even said in the end, the hall was empty: "This is taboo, during this period, almost all Taoist temples are closed. ”

Li Yu also went to close the door, and this year it was the first time to close the door so early except for the Chinese New Year.

Li Huan wondered.

"Why?"

Fang Hua on the side suddenly said: "Because this year is the day when the ghost gate is opened, ghosts are everywhere, according to legend, there will be a lot of ghosts gathered around the temple and Taoist temple, and it is easy to hit the evil spirit if you come to the Taoist temple to worship today, so in order to prevent the evil spirit, most Taoist temples will be closed today... And the most important thing is that today is the Qingming Festival, and the pilgrims are also going back to their hometown to sweep the tombs and worship the mountain. ”

At this time, Fang Hua paused again and said.

"Moreover, the people in the Taoist temple are also people, and they are all born, that is to say, there are blood relatives, families, and deceased relatives, and they also need to use the Qingming Festival to express their thoughts, and they also want to take advantage of this festival to go back to their hometown to worship the mountain..."

Li Huan looked at Fang Hua with some admiration: "Sister Fang Hua knows a lot. ”

"Hmph, that's. ”

Fang Hua wiped his little nose, he was extremely cute, obviously he had learned a lot from Fang Huamin's memory.

Li Yu did not deny it, in fact, this is most of the reason.

"I don't know if there are ghosts around the Taoist temple during the Qingming Festival, but whether it is a Taoist priest or a monk, they are all human beings, and most of them have not cut off the six roots... Even those who have entered the temple since childhood, there are also deceased brothers and sisters, and they are also going to celebrate the Qingming Festival, so today everyone is on vacation... Except for some people who have to insist on maintaining order in social positions, such as Gu Taisan, he has no holidays to spare. Li Yu smiled and sat down in front of the steps.

"So do you want to celebrate the Qingming Festival? Fang Hua looked at Li Huan and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, I don't need to." ”

Where did the zombies come from, Mom and Dad, to say a word of raising the bar, the zombies bred by heaven and earth don't have this chance to spend Qingming for Mom and Dad...

After all, the heavens and the earth are dead, and the zombies no longer exist.

"I... I've talked to my dad. ”

Li Huan's father is Li Yu...

"Meow. ”

Xiao Hei is not a human being, but a human festival, or for cats, every day is like a festival.

Li Yu paused and said.

"Hmm... In fact, theoretically speaking, I don't need it, after all, my father and mother don't know where to wave, and as for what relatives my father and mother have, my grandparents and grandparents don't know anything..."

"So we don't have to go through Qingming?"

"That's not either..."

Li Yu looked at the drizzly sky and muttered.

"During the Qingming Festival, it rains a lot, and the pedestrians on the road want to break their souls, and some people have no one to take care of the grave grass..."

......

"Qingming Festival, said to be the season to return to the hometown to sweep the tomb, in fact, many times, it is also a day for relatives and friends from all walks of life to reunite, and many times, tomb sweeping has become secondary. Li Yu smiled and said: "The day when the living and the living are reunited, the day when the dead and the living are reunited, between yin and yang, the final convergence." ”

Li Yu walked in front, and behind him were Li Huan, Fang Hua, Xiaohei, Su Mengqi, and even the young beast Xiaobai, who didn't know the truth, followed.

The evil spirit Zhang Yiming has temporarily returned to his tomb, his spirit body has been purified in the Taishan seal, and at the same time as the supernatural power disappears, the impact on the living has gradually weakened, and it is no problem to return to his grave and look at his son from a distance...

A fresh, verdant meadow with nothing but a few rotten wooden signs that had been erected.

Fang Hua asked.

"What kind of place is this..."

"This is a mass grave next to Qiming Mountain. Li Yu said softly: "It's been a long time ago, when we celebrate the Qingming Festival, there is no family to worship, so I come here with my father and mother to surpass this lonely ghost in the mountains." ”

At this time, Fang Hua was puzzled.

"But there are no ghosts around. ”

Fang Hua's red eyes stared around, there were no ghosts here, not even a little yin qi.

Li Yu was not surprised and asked.

"So, do those people who celebrate the Qingming Festival believe that there are really ghosts in this world?"

Fang Hua paused and shook his head.

In the past, there were enough people who did not believe in ghosts and gods, let alone in modern times, many people do not believe in ghosts and gods in this world at all.

That's right, many people don't believe in ghosts and gods, but they still go back to their hometown every year and sweep the graves and grass every year. ”

"The point is not that the ghost is not there, but whether the thoughts of the deceased have been transmitted, many festivals are also like this, the Dragon Boat Festival is to commemorate Qu Yuan, but is Qu Yuan's soul still there?

Li Yu smiled.

Of course, I know that there are no ghosts here, the age of the tomb is very old, and the ghosts here have long been reincarnated.

Li Yu remembered that even the wooden sign on it was replaced by his parents every year, at least let people know that there were still people who had not forgotten their existence.

They are not alone.

He placed the brazier on the ground and swept a clearing without grass around it.

Then put the prepared paper money into the brazier and light it.

Reciting the scriptures of transcendence, transcending the lonely ghosts that may not exist here.

A breeze rose, and thousands of miles of lonely souls turned into dust and smoke...

Just when Li Yu was over, a middle-aged man appeared here, dressed in a gray cloth short, sitting under a tree with a confused face, and his body showed a translucent shape.

The appearance of this middle-aged man made Li Yu a little surprised.

"How can there be a ghost of someone. Li Yun was a little puzzled, with the eye of the mountain, he naturally knew that this mountain was a ghost without people.

Since there are no ghosts, what is the scene in front of you?

"Did you see that?"

"See. Several people spoke in unison, obviously seeing this middle-aged brother.

Li Yu stopped the excess.

Come to the front of this middle-aged man and use his fiery eyes on it.

There is no panel rendering.

Not a ghost.

Fang Hua looked at the middle-aged man in front of him curiously.

"Is it an unformed spirit? or something..."

After Li Yu watched it for a long time, he paused and said, "It's memory... It's the body of thoughts. ”