Yang Jinshan thought that Yang Dagui wanted to burn his life to divinate for the village like him, so he was naturally unwilling.

He loves this village and his son, how can he be willing to let his son embark on this road of self-sacrifice?

Yang Dagui said that he had misunderstood.

"Miss Yu said that I have a talent for cultivating the Tao, and taught me a little cultivation method, I have been practicing for a few days, and I feel that I am more energetic."

Before, he might only be able to carry two buckets of water in one breath, but now he can carry three buckets without blushing or panting.

"Miss Yu said that after entering the Xuanmen, you can be a real master, and you can use the method of not burning your life to calculate the good luck."

Afraid that Yang Jinshan would not believe it, Yang Dagui directly found a large handful of chopsticks from the kitchen, then held them in his hand, clicked, and easily broke them.

Yang Jinshan, who has been thinking about sneaking around to find chopsticks for divination: "......"

Yang Jinshan quickly accepted the fact that his son was about to become a master.

"Miss Yu is really our great benefactor!"

Not only Yang Jinshan, but the entire Yangtou Village people are waiting for Yu Xia to come out, and then repay her kindness.

But finally the golden door reappeared, but no one came out of it.

I had the courage to go in and have a look, but the door could only go out and not enter, and the person who tried to step in was directly catapulted out.

They had no way to go in and find someone, so they could only wait outside the door, but the golden light gate did not last long before disappearing, but Yu Xia never appeared.

Even so, they took turns to stay by the tree, and a month passed, two months passed, and now half a year passed, and the man they were waiting for was nowhere to be seen.

The villagers were already at a loss in their hearts, and they recalled what Deng Changming said before he was arrested, and they became even more uneasy.

"Cheng Zhuangshi, will Miss Yu ......?"

Could it have been?

Cheng Buchi shook his head, "No." ”

He is a man of few words, and he has stayed in the village for more than half a year, and the villagers are very respectful to him, but there is also a hint of life in this respect.

After all, their benefactor is Yu Xia, and Cheng Buchi is about a friend of the benefactor living in the village for them?

Seeing that he didn't mean to say anything more after he said two words, Yang Dagui and the others walked back disappointed.

"What should I do, although Cheng Zhuangshi said that she would be fine, but Miss Yu didn't come out at all." Yang Dachun felt that Cheng Buchi had not shown how anxious he was, and he might have a little bottom in his heart, and compared to them ordinary villagers who had received favors, Cheng Buchi, who came here with Yu Xia, was more familiar with Yu Xia, and his words should be somewhat credible.

But why was he sure that Yu Xia hadn't had an accident? The sullen gourd was stunned, and he didn't explain a few words to them so that they could rest assured!

Just because he didn't explain, the villagers were a little drumming in their hearts, still worried about Yu Xia's safety.

They even wondered if this Cheng Zhuangshi, who didn't like to talk, was afraid that they would be worried, so he deliberately said that Yu Xia was fine.

In short, if you can't see Yu Xia, their hearts will go up and down.

"It's all because we're useless, we can't help Miss Shangyu." Someone sighed.

His words darkened the faces of the others.

Yu Xia is the benefactor of Sheep's Head Village and their savior.

Without Yu Xia, they might have all died by the sword of the horse thief by now.

"Why don't we build a shrine for Miss Yu?" Someone proposed, "Pray for her and bless her for safety!" ”

"That's a good idea!"

"When the ancestral hall is built, I will definitely go to incense every day!"

Yang Dagui also felt that this suggestion was feasible, so he summoned the villagers to the ancestral hall to hold a small meeting of the whole village.

Now the village chief Yang Jinshan is still recuperating, so his son Yang Dagui is in charge of all the affairs in the village.

Yang Dagui's treatment of people and things was taught by Yang Jinshan's words and deeds, and he was already a big man who could do things, and since he took over the affairs of the village, the villagers were not unconvinced.

So after he proposed to build a shrine for Yu Xia, the villagers agreed.

"Our village has finally come to a hard time, and this is all the credit of the village chief and Miss Yu! I propose to build a shrine for the village chief and bless him with a speedy recovery! ”

Yang Jinshan did not agree to build an ancestral hall for himself, he felt that he was just an ordinary person and couldn't afford such a big incense, and besides, he was a member of the Yang family, and he already had a name in the ancestral hall in Yangtou Village, so there was no need to build another ancestral hall for him.

The villagers thought about it, those ancestral halls with great incense are only enjoyed by people with great merits, and those who are enshrined are all masters, and some are even ranked in the immortal class, although Yang Jinshan has brought a good life to Yangtou Village, but after all, it is the flesh and blood of ordinary people, I am afraid that he will not be able to suppress this blessing, but he will harm himself.

So in the end, it was decided to build a shrine for Yu Xia alone.

The villagers of Sheephead Village are hardworking and willing to work, and last time Yu Xia gave them all the valuable things he scavenged from the horse thieves, so there is no shortage of money now.

They invited good masons, bought good blue brick houses, and invited scholars who were good at painting, and painted Yu Xia's appearance according to their descriptions, and then invited powerful craftsmen to make a colorful clay statue of Yu Xia.

Yu Xia's ancestral hall was on a zodiac auspicious day, hung red, and the villagers asked Yang Jinshan to put on the first incense on their behalf, and a ancestral hall was officially completed and began to accept incense.

Every day after that, the villagers took turns to come and offer incense, as long as they saw that the incense in front of them was about to be extinguished, they immediately renewed it, and after many months, the incense never stopped.

Unbeknownst to them, the green smoke of the incense rose and drifted towards the statue without stopping, but towards the ginkgo tree one by one.

In the underground palace, Yu Xia lay motionless in the square in front of the stone steps.

She closed her eyes tightly and was dreaming for a long time.

She dreamed that she was surrounded by an extremely strong resentment, chasing a furious thunder behind her.

But she's faster.

Resentment enveloped her and tore through the night, throwing herself into the blinding light.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

She felt her body being lifted up, and someone slapped her ass lightly twice.

"This girl of yours is crying!" A woman said in surprise.

"This girl has brought us good luck! After such a continuous drought for so long, as soon as she came, it rained! ”

"I'm worried that you dislike her and a daughter......"

"How can it, as long as it's our children, I like sons and daughters."

"What should we name her?"

"The big girl's name is 'Spring', so let's call her 'Xia'. If there is a daughter in the future, it will be called 'autumn' and 'winter'. ”

"And what if there is a daughter?"

"Then find ...... from the 24 solar terms"