Maybe it was too tired, Chuanzi and I didn't do anything on this day, and we were not in the mood to see any landscapes, so we lay down early to sleep. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe next day, we got up early in the morning, and after breakfast, we made all preparations and went to the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is a bit far away, according to Uncle Pan, this ancestral hall has a history of hundreds of years, but he is not too clear about when it is, and there is no way to verify some historical classics.

The ancestral hall is built in a col surrounded by mountains, about an hour's walk from the village, and there are no cement or gravel roads, all of which are dirt roads. Chuanzi's uncles had already gone to the ancestral hall one step earlier than us, and Uncle Chuanzi and I walked slowly.

"Uncle Pan, have you arrived?" Kawako asked, in fact, this is what I want to ask.

"See the tallest tree? Once there, just go down. "Of course, I hope to arrive as soon as possible, and I really want to see this century-old ancestral hall, because I really haven't seen it, which can be regarded as satisfying my little curiosity!

"Don't be in a hurry, you haven't been to Xiaochuan, this time I will let you meet the ancestral shrine." Uncle Pan said unceremoniously, even a little irrepressible pride and excitement.

After walking for a while, we finally came to the bottom of the big tree, and I looked intently, and it did not disappoint me. A small col surrounded by several hills, lush green, except for an attic standing in the center of a clearing.

That's it, the purpose of our trip has finally arrived. From a distance, this ancient building looks extremely solemn and a little mysterious. I patted Chuanzi on the shoulder, Chuanzi understood what I meant, and under the leadership of Uncle Pan, we quickly came to the front of the ancestral hall.

The feeling of approaching is indeed different from watching from a distance just now, and it has a more vicissitudes of life, which is a three-story ancient attic. Brick carving, stone carving, wood carving, endlesslyFrom an artistic point of view, this is definitely a treasure of art.

Each piece of wood is carved with a pattern, or pattern, which is incomparably beautiful......

And the establishment is also extremely exquisite, for a while I can't think of anything to use to answer metaphorically, just marvel at the wisdom and artistic talent of the ancients. I couldn't even name some of them, and Chuanzi was equally shocked, "This ancestral hall is as beautiful as a small museum." "It's just a little old and shabby, and the rest doesn't have a sense of disobedience at all.

In front of the ancestral hall, Chuanzi's uncles and some Chen villagers knelt on the ground, which was a must for some ceremonies. He spoke words that I didn't understand well, as if he was praying something, and he was as devout as a believer in Jesus.

Chuanzi and I kept looking, carefully scrutinizing, could this be the final place of Mu Dingsheng's Seven Spirits? and the place where Mu Dingsheng was buried, the silence of the past hundred years, the passing of the years, and the loneliness of a hundred years are now about to see the light of day again. After completing the ceremony, they began their respective work, and Chuanzi's sixth uncle came to us.

Chuan Zi and I said, "You two just look at it and don't have to do anything, this is a special treatment for you, oh, and Xiaochuan, if you want to see the ancestral temple, you can go in and have a look." ”

After saying this, Chuanzi nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, I know the sixth uncle." ”

At this time, Chuanzi's third uncle didn't know where to cut a sugarcane as thick as bamboo, and carried it to us, "Xiaochuan, this is my uncle's own planting, today you came, I went to cut the root, you taste it, see if it's sweet." Suddenly, Uncle Pan laughed out loud, and quickly turned around, as if he didn't want us to see it.

It's so funny, Chuanzi and I don't know what to do, and then Chuanzi and I know that this sugarcane is the only sugarcane left in their family. Kawako and I are both a little embarrassed. But I almost vomited out the last sentence he said, this sugar cane was the last one that grew outside their latrine.

No wonder it looks so majestic, upright, and unforgivable.

Just now I was thinking that according to the sugarcane planted by his uncle, almost all the sugarcane sellers outside here will be out of business, and I was disgusted for a while. Chuanzi and I officially walked into the ancestral hall, which was divided into two sides, and there was a huge tripod in the open space in the middle, which was full of incense and candles.

I walked along the side with a new layout, and the walls were full of portraits, and at a glance I knew that they were people from ancient times, and they were dressed relatively old. After reading the introduction next to it, I know more clearly that this is the ancestors of the Chen family in the past dynasties, and they are all dense.

I was shocked, and Chuanzi was not far away, and he gave me a look: "Look at the ancestral shrine of our old Chen family, this is called atmosphere, but to tell the truth, I am still quite shocked." ”

", this kind of scale can't be seen anywhere, and if you want to see it, you have to go to the cemetery." I walked until I arrived at the main hall ancestral hall, the main hall was magnificent, not brilliant but also very solemn and mighty, which made me have an urge to worship.

Countless tablets from high to low are displayed in an orderly manner, and the uniform colors are branched down according to different generations. A huge offering table was placed in front of it full of fresh tributes, and there were actually three pairs of bowls and chopsticks neatly placed on the tribute table, which looked like they had just been placed for a long time.

"This ...... What's going on here? I said to Kawako. Chuanzi doesn't know more than me, and I can't tell a rough idea, and we who don't know the local customs are unknown to everything.

Speaking of which, for the two of us who have not yet married, of course, there is no concept of what ancestral shrine is, and even I have never seen our family's ancestral hall, only occasionally heard of the existence of any genealogy. Whenever a member of the clan gets married, an elder will personally write the married couple into the family tree, and continue to do so, which I have only heard, but never seen with my own eyes.

Seeing this real existence now, although it is not so precious and rare, but it is enough for me to look up to. As he spoke, Uncle Li came out of the back of the main hall, and my attention inadvertently found that he was still holding the wooden box in his hand.

I found this Uncle Li to be a strange person, as if every time I saw him, he always carried this wooden box as if they were inseparable. Could it be that these dishes and chopsticks were put by Uncle Li, but I have only heard that they only contribute in this way when they pay tribute to their ancestors or hold some kind of celebration, and I have not seen such a contribution. It's a pity that Uncle Li can't speak, otherwise I would have asked for clarification, it's always nice to think about, but I still don't intend to make it come true.

As I swept down the order of the tablets, I noticed a strange thing, why there was no name on one of the tablets, but it stood there bare.

It is a custom to set up such a tablet without writing the names of the deceased? Or what does it mean, what exactly is the purpose of this tablet? I'm assuming that this tablet is a real person, but is this person dead? If you die, why don't you write your name!

Looking at the position of its chronology according to the order, it is actually the end of the Ming Dynasty and the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, which is obviously very early. If there is such a man, then he will surely die, I have no doubt about it. Strange, I have never even heard of this kind of thing, how can there be a dead ancestor only erects a tablet without signing his name.

"Chuanzi, look at this tablet, why is this happening?" I said to myself, but I didn't notice that Chuanzi had been smiling lewdly there.

I turned my head and found that he had touched his chin like a scholar, and his hands were still crossed. But he hadn't even been here, so how could he know, maybe it was his grandmother who told him to listen. I felt reliable, so my heart suddenly opened, and this kid put it on me at this time.

"Chuan Kuai, you must know to tell me when you look like this."

"Boom"

Kawako paused.

"I'm waiting for you"

"This, this"

"You say, hurry up."

"I don't know about this!"

"You don't know, you don't know what kind of scholar you're pretending to be."

"Hey, I didn't say I knew, I just waited for you to say such a greeting and enjoy it." I was really angry with Chuanzi, I didn't know that I was still getting an axe in that class, and my admiration for Chuanzi reached an unprecedented height.

As he was talking, Uncle Pan came, just in time, maybe Uncle Pan knew something. I glanced at Chuanzi, and Chuanzi, who understood the intention, said, "Uncle Pan, whose nameless tablet belongs to, what's going on?" ”

Hearing Chuanzi say this, Uncle Pan seemed to lower his voice a little intentionally or unintentionally. This is my unique observation, I am such a careful person, I am still quite good at observing words and colors.

"I don't know about this matter, but no one has ever mentioned this, so naturally no one is idle to see this." I didn't expect that even Uncle Pan didn't know, but what I didn't expect was to answer so simply.

"But I don't think your uncle and they may know about this, because I have never heard them talk about this at all."

"I see!" Chuanzi sighed to herself and glanced at me. It's another inexplicable, there are so many weirdos and strange things in this family, and I can't help but sigh in my heart. After chatting with Uncle Pan for a while, he walked away, and Chuanzi and I continued to walk down the back of the main hall.

Then there is something special, a wonderful "cash cow" on the wall behind the main hall. It looked almost the same as the real thing, it was like it was planted in the wall, and I couldn't help but go up and touch it.

Chuanzi gasped: "How nice it would be if this was true!" "Let out an exclamation!

"Look at your portrait of a wealth fan, I don't think this cash cow should have been inlaid in the first place, and you should have been inlaid in it." Kawako made a gesture of disdain at me with a sideways face.

"Cut, I'm not telling you, you're not talking nonsense at all."

This is his usual behavior, and as he spoke, he stepped forward to stroke it and felt it. Seeing that Chuanzi was still unfinished suddenly, Chuanzi's whole body shook This sudden situation prompted my instinctive reaction, and I suddenly cheered up 12 points.

"Chuanzi, what's wrong"? I was anxiously concerned, as if I was afraid of something, after all, we had come with secrets.

For a while, I didn't have a score in my heart, and Chuanzi turned his head and said to me: "Hehe, when I touched this mural just now, I accidentally got excited and unconsciously ......."

"Okay, okay, don't scare me if you move, I have a bad heart." Chuanzi seemed to be reluctant to give up, and he couldn't stop paying attention, and even wanted to kiss him.

"This kind of thing is addictive after looking at it, this is not a good thing, it has been stored in this kind of place for a long time without sunlight, can you imagine it?" Hearing me say this, Chuanzi immediately stepped back three feet and rubbed his hands vigorously on the legs of his trousers. "You're not talking nonsense," he immediately threw a solemn expression at me, a slight bit of bird fire.

Actually, I don't know if there is such a thing, just to scare him, but the effect is really effective. I'm curious to see if this mural will be here, but that's not the purpose of our trip. I don't have the slightest desire to come to the treasure or anything, and I'm not an expert at this, but a hobbyist at best.

Chuanzi and I are concerned about Mu Dingsheng, the most bizarre and bizarre legend since the Qing Dynasty. Now it's the secret that Chuanzi and I are going to uncover, a hundred years of loneliness, and I can't help but have a cold in my heart.

We'll find out here!!