Chapter 121: New Grave, Old Grave

Seeing Qian Chuan's own ancestral grave, all of us were stunned.

In my impression, the ancestral tomb should be a row of low earthen bags, and a stone tablet that is not very neat and of different ages, with the names of the ancestors of the past dynasties on it.

Even if the descendants who come to pay tribute have long been unable to distinguish which one is their great-grandfather, great-grandfather, and great-grandfather...... But the graves of generations of ancestors will still make them awe.

But now it's changed, it's all changed!

Theoretically, it should be the place of the ancestral grave of the Qianchuan family, and now dozens of square meters of neat gray and white floor tiles are paved, and two large willow trees are transplanted next to it.

A huge, more than two-meter-high tomb bag is built on this gray and white floor tile, which is the repaired ancestral tomb of the Qian family.

The tomb was covered with bricks layer upon layer, built like a turret, and there was a huge stone monument in front of it.

On the head of the stele is a line of big characters - the tomb of the ancestors of the Qian family, and the descendants of Sichuan repair.

Immediately followed by the dense names of the ancestors, as well as their life deeds, the whole large stone tablet is just written.

I glanced at the ancestral deeds on the stone tablet and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"The ancestors of ordinary people, how can there be any wonderful deeds. This old man Qian Song once went up to the mountain to fight tigers before his death, and the old man Qian Diao also served as the king of the mountain for a period of time...... It is estimated that Qian Chuan made it up casually when he carved the stele. ”

Looking at this tablet, I shook my head, and I didn't know how to vomit when my stomach was full.

One life, two luck and three feng shui, the ancestral tomb is indeed very important to people's fortune, so when you are lucky, there will be a saying that the ancestral tomb is smoking, and the repair of the ancestral tomb is also particular.

First of all, don't make a big move, try to maintain the original style of the ancestral tomb, otherwise it will be easy to change the wind and water, and it is easy to hurt the ancestral spirit; The second is to repair each tomb separately, and the tombs must be clearly separated, if they are mixed together, it will be troublesome......

Finally, before repairing the tomb, you must burn incense to pay homage to your ancestors, so that the ancestors in the family know that the descendants are here to practice filial piety.

Qianchuan's tomb has been repaired, and it is a negative teaching material.

I took a closer look, and the grave bags and tombstones were full of rotten eggs, vegetable leaves, and some black oil stains, and when I looked down, there was a smell of urine.

"Alas, it's a mess here, all the graves are built into a bag, and they look like canned sardines, and there's no need to look at them anymore."

I shook my head, left the factory with the gray mouse and Guo Er, and went straight to the east of the village.

The east side was originally a wasteland, but after the grave was moved, it was built into a cemetery by Qianchuan.

The planning of the cemetery is very simple, and several districts are planned according to the surname and kinship, and the ancestors of which surname should be in which area. The whole village of Qianjia Village is close to each other, so it seems close.

The tombstones in the cemetery are all old tombstones, the words on them have been rebuilt, the tomb bags are also neat marble, and a new ancestral hall has been built not far away, and the ancestors of each family have newly built tablets to enshrine inside.

After walking around the cemetery and looking at the grass growing around, I couldn't help but sigh:

"Qian Chuan is really wronged, he repaired other people's graves so well, there is grass everywhere, his own ancestral grave is a mess, not to mention the grass, even the willow trees that have been transplanted are half dead, and the villagers actually scold him."

I was very helpless, half because of Qian Chuan's stupid operation, and half because I felt that he had been wronged by this scolding.

After seeing the two graves, I returned to the old house of the Qian family with Guo Er, who was surrounded by people in front of the old house, led by Qian Duoduo, the head of Qianjia Village.

Qian Chuan's bodyguards and assistants saw us, and just nodded slightly, and it is estimated that Qian Chuan will explain when he comes.

But Qian Duoduo rushed over excitedly, grabbed my neck and said:

"You, what's wrong with your money!"

"Wake me up quickly, give me back the money, give him back to me, give me back!"

Qian Duoduo's eyes were full of fire, obviously anxious, I don't know if he really cares about Qian Chuan, or if he is worried that Qian Chuan's fall will affect the two factories in the village.

But either way, it's understandable.

With a casual wave of my hand, I threw Qian Duoduo out lightly, spun around in place several times, and then walked into the house.

After Qian Duoduo finished going around in circles, he actually followed.

Qian Chuan still couldn't speak or move at this time, only a pair of eyes were rolling around, looking at us anxiously.

His face was much more rosy than when we left, which showed that the Ancestral Spirit had no intention of really harming him.

I said a few words to Qian Chuan, asking him to relax, and I would talk to his ancestors, and then I took out a small incense burner, a small lotus seat, and three incense sticks from my bag.

I put the small incense burner under the main beam of the house, let it sit north and face south, and carefully put the lotus seat inside, the small incense burner hummed and shook slightly, and there was a sense of heaviness.

I picked up a scent, thought about it, and pulled the gray mouse over:

"Old ash, the incense burner and lotus flower are simple altars, and the fragrance is the spiritual incense of worshiping the ancestors, and you can communicate with the ancestors after you light it, you can order it."

The gray mouse nodded, and without asking why, he just lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

The means of suppressing evil and the Han family are against the sky, and they can't rob the business of the two families of Buddhism and Taoism, and it is estimated that when the grandfather was alive, he did not let the old gray help him with this kind of favor.

The fragrant smoke went straight up, and after touching the beam, it circled around the beam like a little dragon, and it was really a strange scene of ancestral spirit.

The gray mouse opened his mouth wide, and the whole person was stunned, and his eyes were full of yearning for this kind of thaumaturgy.

I poked the ash mouse and said:

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and ask, you can talk to Boss Qian's ancestors now."

The gray mouse was slightly stunned, and hurriedly said:

"Yes, is it the ancestor of Boss Qian?"

The incense thread shook slightly, and then continued to float upward, and I explained to the gray mouse:

"This kind of spiritual incense, the spirits of the ancestors will express their meaning through the incense thread."

"The incense threads shake slightly, but they keep ending, representing 'yes', and the incense threads are messily tangled and constantly extinction, representing 'non'."

The gray mouse nodded, and then asked me:

"Evil Shao, I remember the two you said, so what if the incense thread is suddenly broken?"

I thought about it for a moment and said:

"That means that the spirit we communicate with is very angry and has nothing to talk about. However, after all, Boss Qian is their descendant, and it is generally not like this. ”

After encouraging the gray mouse, the old gray was full of confidence again, and asked at the incense burner:

"Since it's Boss Qian's grandfather, then let's not talk about it, he's young and ignorant, can you raise your noble hand?"

This time, the incense thread shook slightly, and the gray mouse immediately looked happy, but the door was not closed, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in outside......