A man with a head wrapped in red silk swept into the room like a whirlwind, and Bai Jiaxuan saw the judge holding a small Luo Sieve covered with yellow cloth in his left hand and a short red stick covered with knots in his right hand, standing in the center of the horse horn and looking around. The judge was thin and short, with a yellow face, and a black mole in front of his right ear, on which grew a long black beard, known as Mr. Mao. A pinch of Mr. Mao pulled out Lu San from under the belly of the cow, and blew three breaths according to his mouth, Lu San opened his confused eyes and asked, "Who are you?" What are you doing on my horse?" A pinch of hair was as light as a mouse, jumped on the kang and jumped into the circle, muttering incantations in his mouth, until he was sweating profusely, and finally threw himself down in the brick cellar where Lu San mixed forage for livestock, and took out a porcelain jar from under Xiao Luo's sieve, and the red cloth covering the mouth of the jar made a loud noise, like a mouse rushing out. The judge said, "Add half a pot of water, boil it and dry it." Everyone looked at the porcelain jar and turned white in fright. Bai Jiaxuan took out five hard oceans and stuffed them into the hands of Mr. Mao, and was about to ask someone to cook, when he shook his head and pointed to the sky, he left, afraid of the rooster's crow.

In the two days, there was nothing to do, Lu San returned to his original steady and serious appearance, pulling the cow to drink water and bulldozing the washer and twisting the wheel to hang the water, but his eyes were a little demented. Bai Jiaxuan thought to himself, after this toss, his brain will definitely suffer a little loss, and it will be good after a while. After lunch, Bai Jiaxuan rested on the kang morning as usual, Lu San walked in lightly with his hands and stood on the ground under the kang, squinting his eyes and saying, "Patriarch, you sleep so comfortably!" Bai Jiaxuan rolled over and looked at Lu San's expression and was stunned. Lu Sanyang said smugly: "The money you gave to the judge is too small, and the judge pressed me for two days and then released me." If you call the judge again, I will never be fooled again. Bai Jiaxuan was so angry that he picked up his crutches, but Lu San twisted his waist and went out of the door, challenging in the yard: "From now on, you are going to be a dog and a pig!"

Bai Jiaxuan walked on crutches and went to the cow's hoof nest to find the woman with a man's face, the woman waved a long cigarette pouch and said, "That ghost saw you go out and slipped away early." Bai Jiaxuan had no choice but to go home, and sure enough, he saw Lu Sanzheng adding grass to the cow trough, and asked him: "I haven't seen you in the future, what are you doing?" Bai Jiaxuan said that he went out for a walk. As soon as the words fell, Lu San suddenly threw the grass stirring stick, and conjured up the voice of the woman who burned the bun: "You called the judge and coaxed me?" As soon as I saw you going out, I knew that you were going into the mountains to find the judge! I'll give—hide!" Bai Jiaxuan gritted his teeth angrily with his cane, turned around and left. Lu San chased and shouted: "You go, you go to the judge again!" You can't catch me even if you break your leg and run a hundred times!" Bai Jiaxuan turned around and pointed at the bridge of Lu San's nose with a cane: "I won't look for anyone." I'm going to fight you!" After that, he returned to the courtyard, closed the front and back doors, sat upright at the stone table, sipped wine one after another, and smoked hookah after pot. The cane rested on his right crotch, and the setting sun receded from the eaves to the high ridge of the house, and soon disappeared, and the courtyard became quieter and quieter.

Bai Jiaxuan closed the door and stayed in the house for a night and a day, and a measure to punish evil spirits was conceived. It was evening again, and the red light of the remnant sun receded from the eaves of the house to the ridge of the house, and he drank several cups of soju in succession, and suddenly smelled a choking smell of burning incense wax paper in his nose. He pulled on his crutches, opened the front door, followed the smell of incense wax through the village alley, and at the exit of the east end of the village, he saw a group of wonders: on the flat field in front of the kiln where Heiwa and Xiao'e once lived and on the cliff slope of the cave that had collapsed, a world of incense appeared among the wild grass and artemisia, thousands of purple incense and green smoke rose, the flame of dense candles shone in the sunset, the flames ignited by piles of yellow table paper money suddenly extinguished, men and women knelt down in the basil and kowtowed, and left a group of people and hugged a batch, and the river was endless. Bai Jiaxuan was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that after being locked up in the house for a day and a night, the climate of Bailu Village had undergone such a major change. He walked towards the slow slope with his crutches, bent but holding his head high, he did not greet anyone, he looked at the incense all over the ground and the men and women kneeling in the barren grass, turned around from the flat field of the kiln courtyard to the cliff head, used the crutches to break up a pile of burning black paper ashes, knocked down a pinch of purple incense and two red candles that were burning, and then threw the crutches behind his waist, and walked down the slow slope with his hands behind his back. The man who was on his knees watched him leave, and no one greeted him.

Bai Jiaxuan returned to the house, followed by three old men who followed the courtyard, declaring that they were the leaders elected by the crowd and were responsible for conveying a request to the patriarch. Yesterday and later, Xiao'e's ghost revealed a secret through Lu San's mouth, and the plague that is now flowing in the plains is caused by her...... So someone knelt down in Xiao'e's kiln courtyard and lit the first candle and the first purple incense. In less than half a day, a big incense field was formed, and the people who burned incense and bowed to worshippers were far more than the men and women of Bailu Village, and people from near and far in the village rushed to hear the news. Bai Jiaxuan sat at the stone table, listened to the three old men's narratives silently, and said coldly: "Okay, then burn incense and kowtow!" Whoever loves to burn incense burns, who loves to kowtow, this has nothing to do with me!" The three old men further told him that Xiao'e borrowed Lu San's mouth to propose to build a temple and shape her body on the side of her kiln, re-bury her bones into the coffin, and ask the patriarch Bai Jiaxuan and Lu Zilin to carry the coffin and fall into the spirit, otherwise the original living soul will be extinct...... The people in the village offered to donate money and materials, just waiting for the patriarch to come forward to lead the clansmen. Bai Jiaxuan burst out of his nose with two loud "hum" sounds, and Huo Di swiped his crutches: "You old bastard...... Get out, get out of here!" The three old men didn't expect that the patriarch wouldn't even give him a trace of face, so they looked at each other and went out. Bai Jiaxuan stood in the courtyard and scolded at the backs of the three old men who slipped out of the street: "Bastards, all bastards!"

The incense in Xiao'e's kiln yard is not extinguished day and night, and the villagers on the whole plain have rushed to hear the news, the wild grass and artemisia in the kiln yard have already been trampled flat, and the ash of the incense ash paper has accumulated as thick as black felt, and the incense field has expanded to the terraces on the slow slope dirt road and the cliff slope, and you can see the white flour offerings that are rolled down into pomegranate peach fruits everywhere. The incense of the Sifang Temple suddenly fell, and the temple gate of the Sanguan Temple had been closed. Subsequently, the front of the ancestral hall in Bailu Village developed into a hot spot, and many clansmen knelt down on the square between the ancestral hall and the theater. The three old men once again walked into Bai Jiaxuan's street door together, and made a firm look that would not wipe even if the patriarch spit on their faces: "The clansman knelt down for you!" Please ask the patriarch to come forward and lead the people to repair the temple to avoid disasters. Bai Jiaxuan didn't scold this time, and said with a sneer: "Now it's a ghost who is not godly, but a ghost." The three old men persuaded the patriarch according to the wording discussed in advance: "No matter what the hell, you have to keep the people!" Bai Jiaxuan waved his hand and rolled his eyes: "Whoever likes to kneel, kneel, kneel for as long as he wants, and ask me to shape the body of that ** temple, unless you come to kill me!" And pointed in the direction of the street door: "You can go, go quickly!" Remember, thou shalt not come to me for this matter; Come looking for me again, and I'll knock out your front teeth with a cane!"

Hyo-mu rushed home from the mountains after lunch to visit his father and mother's bodies. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the spiritual table set up in the bright room of the hall, and with a cry, he staggered to his knees and fell unconscious. Bai Jiaxuan came out of the back room and hurriedly threw away his crutches, picked up Xiaowu, who was unconscious under the spirit table, and found that the blood gushing out of Xiaowu's forehead spread through half of his face and poured into his ears, so he lit a few pieces of yellow table paper, put the ashes on the wound to stop the bleeding, and then pinched Xiaowu's people to death. Xiaowu woke up three times and cried so much that he fainted three times, until his father Bai Jiaxuan was also tossed and collapsed under the spiritual table and couldn't stand up. Xiaowu found a piece of white filial piety cloth and put it on his head, asked his mother about his death, and then went to the cemetery with a bamboo cage with yin paper. Xiaowu cried so hard in front of his mother's grave that he burned his fingers from the burning paper before he came to his senses. Xiaowu returned to Bailu Village, was stopped by three old men, told Lu San about being possessed by Xiao'e's ghost, and led him to the square in front of the ancestral hall, and those kneeling clansmen surrounded him at once......

Xiaowu got out and returned home in the evening, and said to his father: "Dad, you can't let the clansmen kneel down like this...... Bai Jiaxuan asked, "What do you say?" Xiaowu said: "I think it's important to save people. If the temple can be spared from the plague, ......" Xiaowu didn't finish speaking, and he was slapped in the mouth. He could clearly feel his father bouncing off the back of his hand to his mouth, his lips aching from the thick and hard knuckles of his skull, and the blood gushing from his gums running out of the corners of his mouth. Xiaowu wiped a handful of blood and spoke more generously: "Dad, you have to think about the clansmen regardless of yourself, the village is dead one after another, do you want to stare at the village to die?" There are not only people with the surname Bai surnamed Lu kneeling in the ancestral hall, but people from the entire original ten miles and eight villages have come to kneel and beg you to speak. Everyone said that as long as you don't stand in the way, the matter of building temples and shaping your body is carried out by the cooperation of various villages; As for the matter of putting the burial in the coffin, you only need to hold the coffin with your hand to lift the pole, as long as you deign to act, everyone will be relieved of the disaster, and the original villages are ready to hang gold plaques for you! Uncle Zilin obeyed the people's hearts and public opinion, saying that as long as everyone can be at peace, he doesn't care about eating and drinking urine...... Dad, I said something that the younger generations should not say, those who knelt in front of the ancestral hall and those who did not kneel are annoyed by you! You put on crutches and go around the door of the ancestral hall, and look at the sincerity of everyone, you may change your mind......" Bai Jiaxuan looked at his son's bleeding mouth and impassioned posture without emotion, but became as calm as iron: "Ask for your life for the people, conform to the will of the people, you coincide with your Uncle Zilin." I'm the only one who is alone! It is not only annoyed with me, but the people regard me as a stone that stands in the way, and they hope that I will die!" After that, he walked out of the street on crutches.

Lu Zilin lost no time in seizing this opportunity. When Lu San told the truth about killing Xiao'e in the crowd, he was shocked at first, and then he couldn't help but high-five, this case was revealed to the world, no matter from which side, no matter from which side, it was only good for him without the slightest damage; Heiwa's suspicion and hatred for him will be written off at this point, and the fear caused by the plague will inevitably make everyone in the original who is still unwilling to die, Lu San, who resents Lu San, who killed Xiao'e, and Bai Jiaxuan, the patriarch who adheres to the will of the main family. He said to the three old men who had touched the nails in front of Bai Jiaxuan: "Then let everyone kneel at the door of the patriarch's house!"

Subsequently, the three old men instigated Xiaowu to go to Lu Zilin in person, asking him to discuss directly with Lu Zilin, and encouraged Xiaowu to cross the old patriarch of Bailu Village, and lead dozens of villages to jointly repair temples and bury corpses with the power of the new patriarch. Xiaowu's brain began to heat up, and when he saw the men and women kneeling under the pressure of darkness moving from the entrance of the ancestral hall to the door of his house, his emotions became more and more excited, and he walked into Lu Zilin's yard covered with quicklime with the three old men without any hesitation.

Lu Zilin patted Xiaowu on the shoulder and said: "The original villages jointly undertake the repair of the temple, this method can be done, but it has to be put on hold until the last step." What's up? In that case, how should the original Master scold Bailu Village and Jiaxuan? Besides, it's not good to skip Brother Jiaxuan! The best way is to let Brother Jiaxuan take the lead, and it is justified for him to take care of it. I said that the five of us should go and tell the patriarch together, pull Brother Leng on the board, and see if he gives face!" As he spoke, he patted Xiaowu on the shoulder again: "Doll, this time you led the original master to build the temple, and you won't say anything when you become the patriarch in the future." ”

The five of them found the Chinese Medicine Hall together, and Mr. Leng also unexpectedly showed a flexible attitude: "I said earlier that this plague is an evil spirit!" Now everything should be put aside, and saving people is important. As long as you can save lives, what is the big deal about building temples and burying corpses? People compete with people, people compete with ghosts!" So he packed up the desk and ink, and went out with everyone in high spirits. The six of them came to Xiaowu's house and found that Bai Jiaxuan was not there, and Xiaowu couldn't figure out where his father was, and he didn't come back until dark. The six of them sat down together, determined to die, and Xiaowu waited for a pot of boiling water and tea, until the rooster crowed, and Bai Jiaxuan came back with a touch of dew on his head.

"I understand why you're here." Bai Jiaxuan raised his face and said, "Let's not say it in my house, it's not my family." This is a major event of the clan and the village, and it should be put aside in the ancestral hall to discuss it with the men and women of the clan and the village. Xiaowu, you go and light the lights in the ancestral hall and gather everyone to the ancestral hall. Everyone looked at each other, and when they saw Bai Jiaxuan just washing his hands and face in the copper basin and not speaking, they all looked embarrassed. Lu Zilin took the lead in saying goodbye and walked out of the door, and the three old men also followed, only Mr. Leng sat firmly and said, "Jiaxuan, your brother is colder than me." Bai Jiaxuan said: "Since you are here, you can leave, follow me to the ancestral hall to see the excitement." ”

Bai Jiaxuan took a trip to Bailu Academy. "I'm the only one left in Bailu Village!" He told Mr. Zhu about the changes in the world since Lusan's ghost possession, and said resentfully, "Even the bastard Xiaowu is aggressive in building a temple for that **." Mr. Zhu listened with interest and said disdainfully: "The demons are upside down, the ghosts and gods are confused, and there are many strange things in troubled times." You just have to ask those who kneel to build the temple, if the ghost has to make a request and ask every man in Bailu Village to get under her crotch, what will everyone do? To drill or not to drill?" Bai Jiaxuan could no longer suppress the anger that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time, and said the measures he had already conceived: "I have already thought about it, dig up her bones from the kiln, set up hard wood and burn it for three days and three nights, burn it to ashes, and then throw it into the Zishui River, so that she will not be able to belong to it forever." Mr. Zhu calmly helped him perfect this measure: "Don't throw the ashes, beware of dirtying the river and sea." Put her ashes in a porcelain jar and seal it tightly, and bury it in her kiln, and build a tower on it. that she should never be born. Bai Jiaxuan high-fived and said: "Okay, good, good!" Build a tower to dispel ghosts and suppress evil spirits - wow, very good!"

The rough twisted oil lamp in the ancestral hall was lit, and the courtyard and outside the door of the ancestral hall were crowded with men and women, and many people from other villages consciously knelt on the outer layer and let the people of Bailu Village go to the courtyard and the front row. Bai Jiaxuan walked into the gate of the ancestral hall from the human nest with a cane, walked straight into the main hall, lit the wooden tube of lacquer wax, inserted purple incense, and after bowing three turns, he came out and stood on the steps, bent his waist and raised his head and said: "Xiaowu, you read the clan rules and the township covenant." Xiao Wu held the oil lamp and read the rules of the clan and the township covenant embedded in the wall. Bai Jiaxuan waited until his son finished reading and then said: "I am the patriarch, and I can only act according to the clan rules and the township contract. Which article of the clan rules and township covenant says that the temple should be built for the ** statue? There is only the doctrine of godly worship in the world, but how can there be a doctrine of worshipping ghosts? Respect for God, and fight for ghosts. The plague dead people died in panic, everyone burned incense and kowtowed, I can think about it, but you knelt in the ancestral hall and knelt at my door, forcing me to carry the spiritual temple, this is forcing me to drill the crotch of **! You also said that when I built a temple to hang a gold plaque for me, it was not a golden plaque, but the ** riding cloth was hung on my gatehouse! I will make it clear in public today, not only will I not build a temple for her, but I will also build a tower for her, burn her to ashes and press her to the bottom of the tower, so that she will never see the light of day. Whoever wants to build a temple, whoever goes to build a temple, I will start building a tower tomorrow. After Bai Jiaxuan finished speaking, he walked down the steps, walked through the crowd awe-inspiringly, and walked out of the ancestral hall and went home.

When Xiaowu got home, he knelt down for his father. Bai Jiaxuan held a hookah and listened to Xiaowu's confession on his knees. According to his temperament, he should have pushed away this bastard who was shaken when a major event was approaching, like the patriarch heir who abolished Xiaowen in the first place. But what should I do after I push Xiaowu away? The third son, Xiaoyi, obviously does not have the virtues of the patriarch. He said to Xiaowu, "It's good that you understand. You'll start building the tower tomorrow. If you can build the tower successfully, you will be a good patriarch in the future!"

A hexagonal brick tower was erected on the kiln where Heiwa and Xiao'e lived. The six edges are a metaphor for the six directions of the east and west, north and south of the Bailu Plain and the heavens and the ground: a round of the sun is carved on the east side of the tower body, and a round of crescent moon is carved on the west side of the tower body, which takes the meaning of "the sun and the moon are righteous"; The south and north sides of the tower body are carved with two cute white deer, which are taken from the legend of the white deer that has been passed down for a long time. This is the plan conceived and designed by Mr. Zhu. Since Xiaowu led the clansmen to dig the cave, took out Xiao'e's green bones, burned them and pressed them into the bottom of the tower, Lu San really didn't go crazy and talk nonsense. However, he is sluggish day by day, his two eyes lose their spirit, he often forgets to talk about things, he doesn't feel hungry if he doesn't eat a mouthful of food a day, and once he eats and is not hungry, he can put it into seven bowls and eight bowls......