Chapter 175: Prayer
In front of the stele, there is also a stone incense burner, there is a wisp of its slight faint fragrance from above, Wang Yuan stepped forward to burn three incense, came forward to worship three times, and then inserted incense. When he inserted the incense into the incense burner, he found that the faint incense was suppressed by other spices, but it was still faintly transmitted, which made people feel calm, and there was a half-burned incense in the incense burner, and the rest were obviously just plugged in.
Qinglian Dao Chief is a little strange, when was this incense injected? And who plugged it? However, he quickly turned his attention away, because he didn't know when, Wang Che blew a tune with the sound of the flute, and the sound of the flute naturally carried a little sadness and sorrow, and saw that Wang Qing had already begun to hum a nameless song with the sound of the flute, this song was ethereal and distant, as if it was not a song from the world, but from the ethereal fairy world.
Singing and singing, Wang Qing was already dancing around the pavilion, and when she saw her raise her hand and throw her foot, there was an indescribable beauty, even when she saw that the side was also a perfect curve. Qinglian Dao Chang suddenly felt that the vitality in his body began to increase, and he began to feel that he wanted to sing and dance, so he hummed quietly, is this the blessing dance?
"What's going on?" Wang Yuan couldn't imagine that even a handful of old Qinglian Dao Masters would have to sing and jump along, but it was obvious that his internal breath had sped up his speed. The other children also jumped up and sang along with the song, all of them beat with their hearts, how comfortable and how to dance, and there were no lyrics in singing, Wang Qing just sang and danced by himself.
The sound of the flute and the song came far away. It became intermittent, adding a bit of fairy spirit, so that even the birdsong in the forest disappeared, many birds fell on the branches, their heads stretched long, and the people who were restless looking for their way into it were also quiet, and the song carried a soothing meaning, and the lyrics were vague but not melodious.
Eventually, I don't know when the song died down, and the birds began to chirp again. The call is more crisp and bright. Wang Qing glanced at the people who had finished dancing. Everyone felt as if they had been washed by something, and they were full of energy, even the old Qinglian Dao Elder was like this.
After Wang Qing had finished all the blessings, he pointed to the flat ground. "Dao Chief. You must want to ask me why there are no graves in the ancestral land of the Wang family. Right? It's not that there is nothing, but someone has beaten many of the bones of my Wang family's ancestors into powder, which is inseparable from this land. Wang Qing's words came out. The old man who had experienced so many worldly conditions in Qinglian Dao was taken aback, he didn't expect that there would be such a person who would break the bones of the corpse that had been dead for many years, which was more ruthless than whipping the corpse.
Almost blurted out how could this be possible, Qinglian Dao Chang stopped violently, like this kind of thing, the descendants of the Wang family would never dare to talk nonsense. However, Qinglian Daoist said: I just don't know how the Wang family should teach that fierce man, with the characteristics of Wang Qing's eyes and retribution, he will definitely not let it go, but he doesn't know when the big drama will be staged, Qinglian Daoist secretly decided to wait and see.
Qinglian Daoist waited for a long time and didn't wait, guessing that it should be the morning report. Indeed, this time, Wang Qing PK the initiator of the matter with a quick knife to cut through the mess, because he felt that there was not enough time and was too lazy to ink with that person. I'm afraid that from the moment the news of Wang's return came, he began to feel uneasy, because the feud between him and the Wang family was deep, and he damaged the bones of other people's ancestors. Wang Qing went to design it, so that the courtyard door of his house would spontaneously combust without fire, and the words written in red wax oil would naturally melt when heated.
To put it bluntly, Wang Qing's method is to use the scientific knowledge of later generations, such as the spontaneous combustion of phosphorus. The two doors were loosely dried by means, burned quickly, and then the effect was very good, the initiator died, and even his children fell ill a lot, and the whole family was so frightened that they moved into Taiyuan City to recuperate, and finally went to their own future. In the end, he never returned to Taiyuan for the rest of his life, and some people even changed their surnames and abandoned everything originally.
When Qinglian Dao Chang and Sun Er walked out of the ancestral land of the Wang family with some dreamy expressions, Wang Qing took Wang Che to the end, and when the two of them walked through the fork in the road, they saw Wang Qing holding Wang Che's hand and pointing in his mouth: "Take eight steps to the left." The two of them left the army, took a step back to the east, and took two steps to the west, and saw several old acquaintances just smiling and rotating around a big tree. The reason why they are called old acquaintances is that Wang Che recognized those spies who were caught by his own family and spread rumors.
"Sister, they still don't give up." Wang Che really admires them, although it is spring, but the temperature is still relatively low, always stay in the wilderness, it is easier to become a wild person, I haven't seen it for a few days, I saw that these people have long beards, and the clothes on their bodies are relatively dirty. It's just that the place where the Wang family lives this time is their Wang family, not like in Ningzhen, where they have a house to live in and food to eat, but who made them secret agents?
"Do you dare to obey His Majesty's orders? At worst, your own head will not be protected, and at worst, the life of your whole family will not be guaranteed. Wang Qing said lightly, in order to maintain his majesty, a few lives are nothing in his opinion. Since you have become a secret agent, you have to obey the orders from above, but do you want to teach them a good lesson, thinking that the ancestral land of the Taiyuan Wang clan is so easy to break through? Wang Qing muttered to himself.
Wang Che's eyes lit up next to him, and he nodded again and again, "Okay!" Sister, leave them a lesson, let them think that our Wang family's ancestral land is like their own garden, they can go as they want, don't think about it! ”
Wang Qing's sister and brother were embarrassed, Wang Qing manipulated the formation to give them a light rain, Wang Che gloated on the side and watched several people jumping in order to avoid the rain, but one of them took out an umbrella from the burden he was carrying, so several people crowded under the umbrella, but the person who took out the umbrella was squeezed outside. "Hah! It's so funny, if only it could blow the wind," Wang Che recognized, the one who was excluded and didn't speak ill of the Wang family, "and blew their umbrellas away." ”
Wang Qing manipulated a gust of wind to blow, so the umbrella went to freedom, and even the rain increased by a few percent, drenching several people into soup chickens, and knocking Wang Che down with laughter on the side, at this time someone shouted, "May I ask if the master is here, our brother has offended a lot today, please let me go for the sake of His Majesty's face." ”
Wang Che looked at Wang Qing, and saw Sister A nodded, "Do you recognize the words?" Wang Che spoke up, and when he made a sound, people could hear that the voice was still a child's voice in the crisp voice, which made the spies a little bitter, it should be the little king of Hades in the teahouse. This kid is not easy to handle, I think that the teahouse tossed a lot of people dumb throats, and even gossip a lot less, no one is afraid of being caught a second time, if you shout for a few hours, your voice may be wasted.
"Yes," the people who answered the question replied listlessly, and they heard the little devil star laugh at this and say, "The voices are so small, are they not full?" Would you like to send you a few steamed buns? ”
As soon as Wang Che's words were finished, the people who were struggling in the rain showed a little covetousness, but soon they forgot about it, because Wang Che had already said: "Since you know the words, you should have seen many stone tablets that my Wang family has erected, which clearly and clearly read: The ancestral grave of the Taiyuan Wang family, if you are not the children of the Wang family, please do not enter." If you don't see it, I'll read it to you again? (To be continued......)