Chapter Seventy-Three: A Brand New Copy
squirting out the whole family neatly and neatly consumed almost a whole bowl of water, and it also took almost all Xiao Ling's strength.
The whole chin, the whole face, as if it wasn't me.
Aching.
But the pain seems to have paid off.
The "people" in the surrounding circle did not make any new moves, did not try to save the man who was nailed to the wall, did not try to hurt Wong Tai Sin lying on the ground, and did not come around to attack the proprietress.
All stood quietly.
Even, there was a faint smell of fear from the other party in the air.
Are "they" afraid of me?
Just as Xiao Ling was thinking about what to do next, the fifth aunt came in.
When the fifth aunt saw her brother lying on the ground, she felt uncomfortable.
He took out a small box from his pocket, dipped his finger in the contents of the box, and placed it under Wong Tai Sin's nose.
After a while, Wong Tai Sin coughed lightly and opened his eyes.
Xiao Ling hurriedly squatted down, and together with the fifth aunt, he helped Huang Tai Sin up and leaned against the wall.
Daisen was still a little weak.
Did you get hurt from the fight just now?
Isn't it the legendary "hurt internal force"?
I used to think that it was something that would only happen on TV, but these days, it is almost happening in front of my eyes.
Therefore, Xiao Ling seemed to believe it a little.
Daxian gasped for a while, looked at the quiet "family" around him, and his face was a little stunned.
What was he surprised about?
Daxian nodded towards the fifth aunt.
I actually laughed.
What does this laugh mean?
Daxian rested for a while and slowly stood up.
"Come on." Daxian said to the fifth aunt.
The fifth aunt nodded, walked over, stood beside Daxian, and faced Xiao Ling together.
"Plop!"
The two of them knelt down in unison.
"The altar master is above, and he is bowed by his subordinates." With that, they all bent down and kowtowed. This formation, this tacit understanding, seems to have been rehearsed countless times.
This formation scared Xiao Ling enough.
The two elders, why did they suddenly kneel down to their juniors?
What do they mean by "altar master"?
What should I say next?
"Auntie, what does this mean?" Xiao Ling went to help the fifth aunt with both hands.
"Don't panic, let's talk about it." After the fifth aunt said that, she and Wong Tai Sin shook their heads again, and then stood up by themselves.
And the fear of the "people" around him from the onlookers has become thin.
How did it become reverence? This kind of breath is something I have never felt before.
I don't know when, those "people" slowly stood in two or three rows behind the fifth aunt.
The woman stood in front with the child's shoulder, the man stood in the back row, and finally, the man nailed to the wall......
"Auntie, can you talk now?" Xiao Ling was a little anxious.
"Let my brother speak first." The fifth aunt said.
"Hmm. Let me start with that. "Wong Tai Sin is still a little weak.
"Today, the altar master said that the 'spiritual realm' does exist."
"It is a transit point between the living and the dead. It is the place where the altar owner understands the distinction between good and bad. ”
"Different countries and religions have their own interpretations and understandings of this region. But, one way or another, there is one. ”
"And as for the people who exist in this transit station, they need to be judged, and in some places it is called judgment. It is according to his situation that he is determined whether to go to heaven or hell, whether to return to the world or to fall into the animal path. ”
"Also according to the different customs of each place, people are allowed to stay at this transit station for some time. For example, the first seven customs in China are allowed to be distinguished after seven days. ”
"But because each person has his own special circumstances, especially this matter of life and death. Although some people are dead, they still can't let go of the people and things in the world. At this transit point, they will find a way to escape, hiding everywhere in the mortal world, unwilling to be judged and separated. ”
"This organization of ours is responsible for finding out the undead hiding in the mortal world and sending them back to the transit station."
"Our organization, by the generation of the altar master, is already the nineteenth generation."
Having said this, Wong Tai Sin was a little struggling and stopped.
"Our organization is called 'Guijian'. It is the name given by the ancestors. It is the mission that the Lin family has been striving to inherit from generation to generation. ”
"Every generation of the Lin family has chosen the most capable and intelligent son, cultivated since childhood, and has been exercising his mission throughout his life. Then find the most powerful and intelligent son from the next generation and pass it on. ”
"Of course, each generation of altar masters will be resisted and attacked by those souls who do not want to return, so they are often more ...... Ephemeral. ”
"Therefore, each generation of altar masters will be equipped with two assistants, one is an expert in dispensing, and one is an attacking puppet, so that the altar master can completely free his hands and return to the world with one heart."
And when the dead soul saw that he couldn't attack the altar master, he attacked the inheritor and his family again. A huge family a hundred years ago, to your father's generation, only the old altar master and your fifth uncle are left. ”
"In your generation, you're the only one."
After that, the fifth aunt hung her head and cried. I don't know whether to cry about the decline of this huge family, or to cry that I failed to pass on the next generation for the fifth uncle's family.
Xiao Ling was also dizzy when he heard it.
She is a young woman in the new era, who graduated from a regular university, and is no different from an ordinary girl in this era...... It's actually an altar master.
His father, a small owner who runs a small hotel in a small mountain town, is actually an altar owner.
In Dad's generation, there are only Dad and Fifth Uncle, what about the other uncles and aunts?
……
There are too many worries, too many question marks, and people want to cry.
"The altar owner doesn't have to worry too much. Some specific matters will be discussed later. Wong Tai Sin said.
"There are two things that have to be addressed now." Oh? What's the matter?
"One is that this guy who is nailed to the wall seems to have some hidden secrets to do."
"The second is that this big family has stayed for too long and needs to be dismissed."
The altar master, who was falling into the whirlpool of question marks, reacted at this time...... Yes, there are still onlookers around.
Moreover, his duty is to deal with this group of "people".
And I really don't know anything about these "people".
"It's okay, just talk to him." The fifth aunt said.
"They'll listen to you, and they'll answer." It seems that it is not the same as the unsuccessful dialogue with the domestic violence man in 202 before.
So, just ask.
"Who are you?" Xiao Ling asked the man who was nailed to the wall.
This man's attire is not like what it is now, it should have been twenty or thirty years ago.
A blue shirt, a pair of grass-green pants, and a pair of liberation shoes without socks.
The current TV series, no matter how good the props team is, is basically not worthy of such an outfit.
It seems that this "person" has been floating in the mortal world for some years.
"My name is Zhao Qing."