"Huh?" Yan Ning was stunned, "Yes, we are all a family, if they want to go, how can I object." ”

Zhuang Xiaoya smiled reassuringly: "Hehe, after all, there is such a thing as ancestor worship...... That's fine, let's snub the eldest brother and sister-in-law for too long. ”

Yan Ning thought about it and found that this was true, since Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya were together, the two were inseparable, and they often went out to run errands, Yihu and He Xi hadn't gone out with them for a long time.

After figuring this out, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya hurriedly got up and washed, and it didn't take long for the two of them to get dressed, pack their luggage, and prepare to leave.

Yihu and He Xi, who received the news, were also idle, so they were already waiting for them downstairs in the villa.

The four of them drove the car, filled with paper money, incense, candles and other offerings prepared by Huang Long, and went straight to the countryside.

The last time Yan Ning went back to his hometown, it was to take the Wumen ghost technique, and it was precisely that time that he met Fan Wusu for the third time.

When he was on the road, Yan Ning couldn't help but think of Li Muyi, it was he who helped that time, seriously injured Fan Wusheng, Yan Ning and the others escaped, but I don't know what happened to him now.

Not to mention Fan Wusheng's Taoism, just the previous Song Shiyu and Zou Tianan made Yan Ning have no power to resist, which shows how powerful Li Muyi is.

Even if Fan is helpless, it is still terrifying.

A group of four people traveled, particularly lively, elated along the way, how could they have the appearance of worshipping their ancestors, but their mood became gloomy when they came to the outside of the village.

Half a year ago, in order to catch Yan Ning, Fan Wusu did not hesitate to use the lives of the villagers of the entire village to create a bloody soul locking array, and since then, Yan Ning's hometown has become a ghost village, and the yin qi is so heavy that even dogs don't want to stay.

"What's going on here?" He Xi asked as he got out of the car and frowned.

Yan Ning came back to get the Wumen ghost technique, and it was precisely to save He Xi, but He Xi didn't know this, and Yan Ning was reluctant to mention these past events.

"It's all over," Yan Ning sighed and walked into the village, "My house is near the entrance of the village, we have to clean up, otherwise we won't have a place to sleep tonight." ”

Yihu walked out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, looked around, in the past, he only listened to Zhuang Xiaoya's oral transmission, but now that he saw it, he knew how dangerous the situation was at that time.

Despite the good weather and the sun, there was still an air of slaughter in the village.

The three of them followed Yan Ning into the village, and finally stopped outside a dilapidated wooden house.

The fence was crooked, and the stone table in the courtyard was covered with a thick layer of dust, Yan Ning gently pushed the wooden door, and the wooden door collapsed, Yan Ning smiled embarrassedly: "It seems that no one has come for too long." ”

"It's okay, let's go in and have a look!" Yihu patted Yan Ning on the shoulder and walked into the wooden house with him, while Zhuang Xiaoya and He Xi were waiting in the courtyard to see if there was anything that needed to be cleaned up.

But after a while, Yan Ning and Yihu came out, Yan Ning frowned and said, "Alas, the bed board has been gnawed by insects, it seems that we have to sleep in the car tonight." ”

The easiest thing to make people sad is nothing more than that things are wrong, and Yan Ning's current situation, even things are wrong, Yihu and they can understand Yan Ning's mood.

"While it's still early, let's go and worship your parents first?" He Xi asked.

Yan Ning shook his head: "Let's go to Beishan first to worship the previous villagers, they all died for me." ”

According to Yan Ning's instructions, Huang Long prepared a whole trunk of incense candles and paper money, which was completely enough to burn, and the four of them worked together to carry a bunch of incense and candles up the mountain, and the stubborn Yan Ning worshiped them one by one, and when all the sacrifices were finished, the sky was already a little dark.

Only then did the four of them follow Yan Ning to the grave of Yan Ning's parents.

There are two tombs, there is only one tombstone in front, after more than half a year of wind and rain, there are many dead branches and leaves stuck to them, and the name of Yan Ning's father Chen Weisheng is written on one side, and his mother's name is written on the other side.

"Chen Weisheng?" Zhuang Xiaoya was stunned.

Yan Ning smiled bitterly: "Twenty years ago, there was a guy named Ye Nianchun, for some reason, he was unwilling to deliver for my mother, which caused my mother to die in childbirth, and then my master appeared, and it was he who asked my father to give me the surname Yan." ”

"Why?" He Xi was a little puzzled, "It's just a surname." ”

"He said that he would lose his life, saying that my father couldn't stand it," Yan Ning smiled bitterly, "But what's the use, my father raised me for eighteen years, and he still left." ”

Yihu sighed for a while: "Alas, what the fuck, the people who should go have to leave sooner or later, you can live well now!"

Zhuang Xiaoya held Yan Ning's hand to show comfort.

Yan Ning quickly adjusted his mood, a confident smile resurfaced on his face, and said, "Xiaoya, are you a little nervous when you see my parents for the first time?"

Zhuang Xiaoya's face was slightly red, and she said coquettishly: "It's not serious at this time!"

"Haha!" Yan Ning laughed, put a pillar of incense on his parents, and said, "Mom and Dad, you may not be able to see it, but I can bring my daughter-in-law with me!"

Everyone worked together to quickly clean up the fallen leaves next to the tomb, Yan Ning poured a bunch of paper money in one go, burned it in one go, and said in his mouth: "Mom and Dad use it first, if it is not enough in the future, then give us the dream!"

Everyone was amused by Yan Ning's words, and they all stepped forward to burn paper money.

At this moment, Yan Ning took out an ancient book from his arms, hesitated, and threw it into the fire.

When Yihu saw this scene, he was stunned at first, and then rushed over with a shout, and he was not afraid of the fire, so he picked up the ancient books, and used his sleeve to extinguish the fire, and then shouted at Yan Ning angrily: "What are you doing?

"Everything started with the Wumen ghost technique, and if we burn it, we can save a lot of trouble. Yan Ning said.

"But......" Yihu couldn't think of a reason to refute Yan Ning for a while.

"I have written down all the things in the ghost art of Wumen, if I find a successor in the future, it would be good to teach it in person, this ancient book is still burned. ”

He Xi persuaded: "What Yan Ning said is also right, I don't know how many people pay attention to the ghost art of Wumen, if it is burned, there is no need to worry too much." ”

Yihu listened, hesitated, and sighed while returning the Wumen ghost technique to Yan Ning: "Although this is your Wumen's business, I still have to advise you, this is the last thing your master left you." ”

"Hehe," Yan Ning smiled and casually threw the Wumen Ghost Technique into the fire, "I'll save my master, so I don't care if this is something he left me." ”

Yihu looked at the ancient books that were devoured by the flames, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, if something happened to Yan Ning, the skills of Maoshan Wumen would be completely lost.

The four of them watched as the flames burned slowly, the sun finally set, and the last afterglow disappeared on the mountain, and the firelight reflected the faces of the four.

At this moment, there was a sudden flash of golden light in the flames, and the four of them could see clearly that there seemed to be something else in the burned Wumen ghost art.

"Is this ......?" Yihu stretched out his hand again, picked up the ashes of Wumen's ghost arts, skimmed off the ashes, and saw a golden leaf appear in Yihu's hand.

In the ghost art of Wumen, there is such a golden leaf hidden!

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