The enclosed shrine did not affect the worship of pious pilgrims. Not only was it not affected, but the number of believers was increasing.

Because some believers have also heard faint, intermittent voices coming from inside when they worship.

Big-small-sister, big-small-sister,......。

Although no one understood what was going on, the sudden ethereal voice in the ancestral hall didn't mean that there were really ghosts and gods in the ancestral hall?

Why did the believer's **** place of worship come? Isn't it just to worship ghosts and gods, so that you can bless yourself and solve your own worries?

For a while, the rumors of ghosts and gods appearing in the Fang Soul Temple disappeared. So much so that it attracts more believers. Almost from morning to night, there is always an endless stream of pilgrims in front of the Fang Soul Temple.

Such a change is exactly what Ran'er wants.

I once remembered that Grandpa Yao and Grandpa had said something similar, saying that the power of mortal faith is conducive to the cohesion of the soul. It has been well verified in Mother and Aunt Lingyin.

From time to time, Ran'er returned to the Fang Soul Temple to sit silently for an hour or two, if not for anything else, but in the hope of trying her best to communicate with Guan Zhongping's soul.

Time passed day by day in Ran'er's anticipation and apprehension, but the group of souls that were driven into the Fang Soul Temple by himself and his grandfather, Guan Zhongping's smoky soul, still did not change.

After the Spring Festival, after the arrival of spring in another year, Ran'er's heart gradually became anxious.

Guan Zhongping's smoke-like soul never improved, except for unconsciously calling himself intermittently, there was no change in the slightest. It seems that the power of faith, which used to be quite effective for the souls of Niang and Aunt Lingyin, did not play any role in Guan Zhongping.

If this continues, if an accident happens, shouldn't you hold a grudge for the rest of your life?

Ran'er finally decided to invite Grandpa Yao to come and see if he could save Guan Zhongping's soul.

After discussing with my grandfather, my grandfather's intention was to send Ge Zhuang from Bamboo Forest Villa to go. But Ran'er felt that it was not respectful enough, so she insisted that Ge Zhuang accompany her to invite Grandpa Yao.

The time was set for the morning before the spring equinox, early in the morning, after a hurried breakfast, Ge Zhuang drove the car, and the master and servant set out on the road.

This time Qinglian did not hide, but personally sent Ran'er to the official road outside Xia Village, although she simply said to take care of herself on the road, but from her eyes and expression, Ran'er could see Qinglian's inner worry about herself.

"Lian'er, don't worry, my sister will be fine. At home, I serve my grandparents and grandmothers for my sister, as well as my mother and Aunt Lingyin. ”

There are thousands of miles of road from Xia Village to Kangcheng, although accompanied by Ge Zhuang, there are still many inconveniences for a girl on the road.

Xiaoxing stayed overnight, and when there were still two days before Qingming, the master and servant finally entered Cannes.

Although there are two more days to go before the Qingming Festival, the temperature in Cannes, which is located in the north, is still very low. Although I was well prepared before going out, the low temperature here was a bit unexpected.

Since it was the first time to visit Cannes, although he knew that Uncle Yan had opened a shop in the city, it would not be easy to find Cannes in Nuoda. Ge Zhuang has traveled to the north and south before, but he has never been to Cannes.

After several rounds of finding the grocery store opened by Uncle Yao Wenlin, it was already in the west. The days of spring are short, so of course they suddenly appeared in the grocery store, because it was the backlight, and Yao Wenlin didn't recognize it for a while.

"What does Miss need?"

"Uncle Yao, it's me, Ran'er."

Hearing Ran'er's slow and familiar voice, and taking a closer look, Yao Wenlin was not only surprised.

"Ran'er, why is Ran'er here? Is something wrong with the villa? ”

Yao Wenlin knew that if there was no important thing, a girl's family would never come all the way to Cannes to find herself.

"Uncle Yao, don't worry, it's a little thing, but it's not a big deal."

"That's good, that's good."

Because from Ran'er's expression, except for the fatigue left by the fatigue left by the hard work all the way, there was nothing else unusual, Yao Wenlin was relieved.

"Ran'er has worked hard all the way, and this is not the place to talk, let's go home."

In recent years, the pickled bamboo shoots, lotus roots and fish brought from Zhulin Villa have been selling well in Cannes, and with the money he earned, Yao Wenlin has already bought a house in Cannes and brought his elderly parents over.

Mr. Yao's home in Cannes is not far from the grocery store, just across the street. It didn't take long for the three of them to arrive.

Entering the door, Yao Wenlin said to his father Yao Shuangcheng, who was sitting in front of the door:

"Dad, let's see who's coming."

Yao Shuangcheng was already nearly eighty years old, stood up tremblingly, bent his waist, and looked carefully for a long time before he said in surprise:

"You are, you are?!"

I didn't expect Yao Shuangcheng to really recognize himself, so he walked two steps quickly to Yao Shuangcheng's side, stretched out his hand to support him, and shouted affectionately:

"Grandpa Yao, are you okay?"

"Okay, okay, I told Wenlin before I went to wait for the weather to warm up, and then I went to live there for a while. If your body doesn't allow it, you won't come back at all, and you won't be in trouble at that time. ”

Ran Er naturally understood the meaning of Yao Shuangcheng's words, after all, as early as a few years ago, after consulting with his grandfather, he was also buried in Zhulin Villa a hundred years later.

"Grandpa Yao, look at what you always said, it is definitely not a problem for Grandpa Yao's body to live for another ten or eight years."

"Hehe, that's a good feeling."

"Dad, Ran'er has been on the road for nearly half a month, so let's go to the house and sit down and talk."

"Hehe, look at me, people are confused when they get old. Ran'er hurry into the house. ”

After sitting down, an old mother in the family served tea to the individual.

"Ran'er, Brother Ge is okay?"

"Grandpa Yao, grandpa is fine. Grandma's health is also good. ”

"What about them?"

"It's okay for my mother and Aunt Lingyin, now I can basically come and go at will. It's just that it's not good to alarm the living, for fear of causing trouble. Otherwise, you can live as normal. ”

"That's good, that's good. Last year, I heard that the saint not only used the money of the official family to build a filial piety archway in the villa, but also canonized a few Ran Er Niang. It stands to reason that grandpa should kowtow to Ran'er. ”

"If Grandpa Yao wants to say this, isn't it the Yang Shou of Zhiran'er?"

After greeting and gossiping, Yao Wenlin asked:

"But what is the matter here?"

Although Ran'er had already thought of a rhetoric on the way here, after all, she was still a yellow flower girl, and she had never had any substantive relationship with Guan Zhongping. At best, Guan Zhongping is just a guard sent by Rui Wang Ye to maintain the order of the villa when he looks at Aunt Lingyin's face.

After a little hesitation, his face was shy, but he still made his intentions clear.