In other words, the Qingming Festival has nothing to do with [ghosts], it is purely a festival to remember the ancestors. Hanxiang thought about it for a while, it seems that there is no point in worshipping ancestors at her age...

After all, Hanxiang doesn't even know who her ancestors are.

"Yes, the Qingming Festival is purely used to commemorate the ancestors, and the standard activity is actually an outing and burning paper money. Li Yun said with a smile.

Hanxiang paused, put her chin in her hands and said, "Ah... Remembering my ancestors, I don't even know who my parents are, and I can only remember the nameless tomb. ”

"Brother Shi, too, I don't know who my ancestors are, I don't even have a name, and I can only worship the empty mound... However, the ancestors of our Sanqingguan still need to worship. Li Yun said, in the utility room next to him, he found a large cardboard box with blank yellow paper inside.

As soon as he mentioned the ancestors and ancestors of Sanqingguan, Hanxiang suddenly remembered something, and said: "By the way, where is the tablet of our ancestors and ancestors of Sanqingguan, and it was also the last Zhongyuan Festival, it seems to be burned casually..."

Generally speaking, the Taoist temple or the temple, there should be a place to store the tablets of the ancestors, especially this small Sanqing Temple, which looks quite new, in fact, there are many masters, with a history of hundreds of years.

"This is also a special place for our Sanqingguan, the old man only told me that this position is not enough, there is no way to place the tablets of the ancestors and ancestors, and I don't know who the ancestors and ancestors here are, so they use empty tablets every year to symbolically burn paper money, hoping that the ancestors and ancestors can receive incense, but I guess even if there is no reincarnation, I can't receive the nameless incense." Li Yun said with a painful face: "Now our master, because the world is so big, I want to go and see this reason to run away from home, I can't ask it now if I want to." ”

Hanxiang made up for the [master] she had never met, and she actually left the Taoist temple with the reason of "the world is so big, I want to see it", and threw the stall to her young children...

Well, for Hanxiang, Li Yunya is young.

"Senior brother, it's okay, Hanxiang will accompany you in the future..."Hanxiang smiled sweetly and touched Li Yun's dog head with a smile.

I don't know why, Li Yun had a trace of illusion at the moment when his dog's head was touched, feeling that he was actually a junior brother, and Hanxiang was the feeling of a senior sister...

Soon, however, the illusion vanished, and Hanka became cheerful again, giggling.

"In short, you have to burn paper money, but not now, let's prepare first. Li Yun casually took out the yellow paper from the clutter pile, intending to write a death spell on it.

There is no need to do the rituals, but the necessary sacrifices are still needed.

Rows of yellow paper were taken out, generally used as drawing talismans, paper money, Li Yun thought that in the past, Xuan Daozi always painted talismans on them and sold them, a talisman for a few cents a piece, and would be sold by the way when telling fortunes.

"Senior brother, is such a small piece of yellow paper really able to write the entire mantra?" Hanxiang thought for a while, this mantra is densely packed with a large row, if you want to write this small yellow paper, how small the word must be, you must not be able to read it clearly.

Li Yun took out paper, ink, pen and inkstone and said with a smile.

"You only need to write the eight keywords of [Taishang Edict, Chaoru Lonely Soul], and you don't need to write anything else, in fact, when our Taoism is passing away, if you don't have enough time, you can also recite these eight keywords, and you don't have to recite the entire mantra of the past. ”

"Oh..."Hanxiang understood, picked up the brush, and wrote words on it, Li Yun on the side looked at the words written by Hanxiang, like a dog crawling... Well, that's not to blame for Hanxiang.

"Ahh I can recognize all this word, but I haven't written much, and your font has changed again, and it's strange to write. Hanxiang's face was red, looking at Li Yun's expression, and then looking at his dog-like words, he knew what he thought, a little embarrassed.

Li Yun smiled slightly, squeezed Hanxiang's hand, and said.

"Here, this is how the brush is held..."

"Hmm..."

Hanxiang is a little shy, the posture of holding the pen has also become decent under Li Yun's adjustment, in terms of learning speed, it is still very fast, just now it is still the same handwriting as a dog, and soon, this handwriting has become more and more processed and tidy, not as Li Yun writes so chic and fluttering, but square and neat, like a small jasper.

"Words are like people, words prove their hearts, senior brother is a chic person..."Hanxiang secretly glanced at Li Yun's handwriting, and couldn't help but say, this word is free, you can see it directly when you look at it.

"Only by attaining the Great Dao, can immortal reincarnation be truly free, and the host should not be truly free. The system said coldly.

Li Yun listened to the system and Hanxiang's words, smiled slightly, and said while writing: "The so-called leisurely is not to be happy with things, not to be sad with oneself, to be happy every day, to live happily, no matter what kind of emotion is used, on the way to pursue the avenue, there is no difference between happiness and sadness, in this case, why not face it with a chic and happy attitude?... Anyway, life is always worth living, who to show with a sad face, show it to yourself. ”

This is for the system -

After listening to this, the system was silent for a moment, then disappeared again, and was speechless again...

"The little junior sister's words are also very good-looking, square and beautiful, small jasper, looking at this word is like looking at you. Li Yun looked at the handwriting written by Hanxiang, except for the square and beautiful, pure and flawless, there are no other words to describe it, the summary is that Hanxiang's word thief is good-looking...

Han Xiang smiled sweetly, smiled at Li Yun's praise, and wrote the mantra of the past life more seriously.

Time passed quickly, and rows of yellow paper were written, and even the ink was almost used up, and because it hadn't been used for a long time, there was still a lot of black ink on this table...

"Okay, it should be enough for now, and if it's not enough, you can add more. Li Yun looked at the stack of yellow paper money in front of him, and put it away with satisfaction, if these paper money are burned, it is already very interesting to pay tribute to the ancestors and ancestors.

Carrying the yellow paper money to the front yard, it just so happened that there were no pilgrims now, and they could be used to burn paper money.

"Up..."

The empty old spiritual seat was taken out, and on the incense dragon pattern platform, a trace of incense burned around.

At the same time, dots of paper money with the curse of death written on it flew into the distance as the flames burned.

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