The Hu family ancestral hall is located in the southeast corner of our village, the east of the ancestral hall is a north-south river, the south is an orchard, and the north is a cemetery, where the ancestors of the three major families are buried.

The Hu family ancestral hall was built in the 80s, and the correct way to say it should be repaired rather than built. The ancestral hall of the Hu family is said to have been built by the ancestors who moved here, and the time can be traced back to the Yongle period in the early Ming Dynasty, during which it was damaged and repaired, and has continued to the present. But no matter how much it is repaired, the area has not changed, and the nest has not been moved.

The ancestral hall is five hundred meters away from the nearest family, and I have always wondered that the ancestral halls of the Yu family and the Fang family are basically built in the center of each family's settlement, but the Hu family is so biased, and it seems that it can't be connected to the feng shui layout, and I don't know what the ancestors of the Hu family thought five or six hundred years ago.

Since I was a child, because of the relationship between the two families, I have never been to the Hu family ancestral hall. Of course, a place to worship ancestors, and the ancestors of other people's families, is not attractive to me. If it weren't for the bet with Fang Que, I don't think I would have come to such a place in my life.

About 200 meters away from the ancestral hall, I turned off my flashlight so that I wouldn't be discovered.

The sky was full of stars, and the moon did not rise until the second half of the night, so I could only touch the ancestral hall in the faint starlight, squeaky from insects.

After a while, a house in front of me blocked my way, and I knew that I was in place.

I waited outside for twenty minutes before I was carried away by mosquitoes, but luckily they didn't have that big teeth, so I endured it.

I have to be cautious, at night, if the Hu family is blocked in the Hu family ancestral hall, I really don't know what will happen, after all, I have been carrying it from childhood to adulthood.

After confirming that there was no one nearby, I walked around the Hu family ancestral hall, and I probably knew it. The ancestral hall sits in the north and faces south, the house is built up with bricks, and then along the ancestral hall with a fence wall to circle a square courtyard, the courtyard gate is open in the south, there is a big plaque hanging on the door eyebrow, the four big characters of "Hu's ancestral hall" can be faintly seen, what color can not be seen.

The courtyard door was locked, and as expected, now the only way to climb over the fence was to climb over it.

The fence is about three meters high, and you have to borrow force to get in.

In front of the door, there are two camphor trees on the left and on the right, and the trunks are about as thick as my waist, but they are at least five meters away from the courtyard wall, so it is impossible to pass through this side.

To the west are orchards, all of which are man-high fruit trees, at most half a wrist thick, and they can't stand my stepping on them.

Then I came to the east, which was a gentle slope with the Changfeng River below, and there was nowhere to borrow. But I don't know what kind of tree is planted inside the wall, and there are about three or four branches sticking from the inside to the outside, and they are as thick as calves, which are enough to bear my weight.

To be steady, I turned on my flashlight and shone it to make sure it was okay.

I found half a brick on the ground, took a rope out of the bag, and tied the brick. Then he estimated the distance, and within the range of his strength, threw the brick at the top of the branch.

The moment I shot, I immediately retreated backwards, this kind of throwing is the easiest to hurt, I have opened a scoop to at least two people before.

A rope tied to the brick passed through the branch and hung down by the weight of the brick.

First-time success.

The rest is simpler, just climb the branch with the rope, throw the rope into the wall, and slide down the rope.

Looking at the basic skills of going up and down the tree from the small practice, he still uses it freely, and the sword is not old, and he can't help but secretly boast.

There is nothing else in the yard except this tree, it seems that the old Hu Jiate is stingy, and he doesn't know how to decorate, after all, it is also a place to protect his children and grandchildren.

I walked to the gate of the courtyard and latched it from the inside, if the Hu family came, this latch would buy me enough time to get up the tree and escape before they understood.

I turned on the flashlight, the hall in the middle is the sacrificial hall, the left and right vermilion lacquer doors are open, blue bricks and green tiles, visual inspection of the seven-beam style, typical northern Jiangsu residential style. There is a wing room on the left and right, which is connected to the hall house, which is also a blue brick and green tile, but it is obviously a short end compared with the hall house, with a five-beam style.

Entering the sacrificial hall, I began to look at the layout inside, just like the outside, the inside is also simple, in the middle is the sitting statue of the ancestors of the Hu family, about two meters high, it is actually carved in stone, which is different from ordinary statues.

There is a plaque on the top of the stone carving, and there are four big characters on the book, "filial piety, loyalty, and diligence", and gold characters on a blue background. The left and right couplets are one: "Agriculture, industry and commerce, each specializes, loyalty, filial piety, righteousness, and righteousness", gold characters on a black background.

Below the stone offering statue is a row of tablets, and the middle tablet reads: "Enshrine the spiritual seat of the ancestor Hu Gongyi".

There is a table of eight immortals placed under the stone offering statue, offering offerings, candlesticks, incense burners, etc., and four wooden chairs are placed against the wall on the left and right, and the texture of the table and chairs is still quite exquisite. There is a door next to the chair, which should lead to the east and west wings.

On the right side of the stone statue, there is also a stone plaque, I walked a little closer, and saw that it was written "a stone statue of the statue, completed in the Yongle period of the Ming Dynasty, municipal protection of cultural relics", and the following is the unit and date of the payment.

It's still a relic!

I shook the stone offering statue three times, and apologized in my mouth: "The ancestors of the Hu family, the younger generation is ignorant, and they spend the night and bother and work, and they will worship every day. ”

I lit the candles and mosquito coils, turned off the flashlight, and although it was so hot and humid in the house, I decided to close the door, because the mosquitoes the size of half a fingernail had bitten twenty or thirty bags on me, and I couldn't stand it.

I applied the bite on my body again, and went into the west wing with a candle to take a look, and there was a wooden table in the middle of it, and there were no chairs, only four benches around the table, one on each side, which should be the place for discussion.

I went back to the east wing, and there was nothing in the room except for a wooden cabinet with four large characters engraved on it: "This family tree".

I thought to myself, how can this Hu family be a big family, but the ancestral hall is shabby enough.

Anyway, it's boring, it's better to study the genealogy of the Hu family, maybe you can find the answer that Fang Que wants.

I opened the cupboard, there were two floors inside, and there was only one copy on the upper floor, with the word "Zongxun" written on it, and I would be directly immune to this kind of brainwashing.

Seeing that there were twenty or thirty copies placed side by side on the lower floor, each one was about the thickness of Jin Yong's novel, so I picked one from the far left, took it to the altar hall, pulled a chair to the offering table and sat down to look at it.

The genealogy adopts the style of the book, the first ancestor is called Hu Yixian, the word is cunwen, born on May 21 in the twenty-fifth year of Yuan Zhizheng (1365), and died in the ninth day of April in the fourth year of Xuande in the Ming Dynasty (1429), and the year is sixty-five. Yan Wang's family, Zi Er, Tianxiang, Tianlu.

I turned back page by page, these people in the book, no matter how noble and down, have long since returned to dust, leaving only these few lines, the so-called people have left their names, I'm afraid it's just that!

I flipped through about four or five books before and after, looked at my watch, it was not yet a point, and the noon wine was not too awake, my eyes could not be opened for a long time, although the room was still very hot, but I really couldn't resist the sleepiness, and slowly lay down on the table and fell asleep......

I don't know how long, suddenly my whole body seemed to fall into the ice cellar, and the cold hairs on my body stood on end, and my intuition told me that something must have happened, and my head instantly sobered up.

There was a "beep" next to it...... Beep ...... The sound of beep ......" is sounded once every three or four seconds......

I knew the sound very well, but I remembered what it was.

I opened my eyes and found that I was lying on my stomach in front of the stone statue, and the voice was behind me, which should be on the other side of the door.

I saw that the flashlight was right next to me, and I held it gently, whether it was for a moment or not, there had to be at least one thing in my hand.

Although my back was already soaked with cold sweat, I told myself to be calm, and for about a minute, the voice thought like that......

Slowly I heard the interval of the "beep" sound, and also heard the sound of chewing, could it be a mouse, if it was, I must catch the menstrual peel for a while.

Now, I made up my mind and turned my head to the door slowly, slowly, slowly, but my heart slowly lifted......

Finally, I turned around, and the moon had risen, and in the moonlight, I saw a man sitting on the threshold with his body facing outward, dressed in black and pants, and the moon shone on it with a cold glow......

Ghosts?