It was night, the whole Liujia Village was draped in red and hung with colors, still the same as when Yu Niang got married, two white horse-drawn carriages, red happy words, and joyful firecrackers, but everyone's face was sad, Lin Qi, Zhang Qingshan, Yin Liheng, monks, seven sisters, standing quietly in the queue to send off relatives.

"Kiss!" A shout, echoing in the night, the people in the village, lined up in a long line, this time all the people in the village came to see them off, the mud-sealed jade lady stood in the carriage, the top of her head was covered with a red hijab, the moonlight was bright, and the faint sprinkled to the world...... The silent greeting team walked farther and farther in the moonlight, and came to the place where Yu Niang was robbed, in front of which was a small temple that had just been built and was somewhat simple.

The childless old mother led the people in the village to carry out the jade lady in the carriage, placed her on the mud platform in the temple, carried the offering table, placed the offerings, lit the long incense, the cold moonlight reflected in, reflected on the jade girl's face, the people in the village knelt down and prayed sincerely, and gradually the crowd dispersed, leaving these people in Liu Bowen's family.

Lin Qi hugged his fists at everyone and said: "This is the matter, I will leave, Mr. Qingtian, I will leave you without a phase, and when I finish my work, I will come back to pick him up." ”

"Brother Lin, rest assured, Master Wuxiang is here with me, and he will definitely not be wronged." Liu Bowen hurriedly replied.

Lin Qi arched his hand at him and was about to leave, when the woman in white suddenly spoke: "You! Lin Qi turned his head to look at her, saw that there was a sad look between her eyebrows, and asked, "Is there anything else wrong with the girl?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, take care all the way! The woman in white still didn't say anything after all, but the reluctance in her eyes couldn't hide it, Lin Qi smiled at her and said, "Take care of the girl!" He turned around and left, Wuxiang sent him and Zhang Qingshan, walked out of a distance, Wuxiang said to Lin Qi worriedly: "Lord Lin, color is empty, empty is color......"

Zhang Qingshan smiled and said: "What Master Wuxiang said is reasonable, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes!" ”

Lin Qi shook his head, ignored the two, and followed Zhang Qingshan far away, but Yin Liheng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "The two of you, see you in the rivers and lakes in the future, you will definitely have a winner." Lin Qi and Zhang Qingshan turned around together and shouted, "Waiting for you!" The three of them laughed and faded away. The woman in white looked at Lin Qi's back obsessively, her heart was sour, she couldn't help but have tears left, and the old Taoist snorted and said: "I told you, men in the world are ruthless and unrighteous people, you still don't believe it, but now you believe it?" ”

The woman in white muttered, "No, it's not like this...... her voice was soft, drifting away with the night wind.

All the hustle and bustle has passed, and there is only a newly built small temple left here, and the woman in the temple is quietly looking at this familiar landscape, with the wind rising and the autumn insects chirping......

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Zhang Qingshan insisted on accompanying Lin Qi to Longhu Mountain, Lin Qi also admitted his love, first accompanied him to Taihang Mountain to do some things, and then rushed to Longhu Mountain. Zhang Qingshan also followed Lin Qi's habits along the way, going out day and night. But he is used to enjoying it, unlike Lin Qi who can find a mountain and wild place to deal with falling asleep, but he wants to live in a restaurant and eat a restaurant. Lin Qi also followed him, he didn't have any money anyway, and those who spent Zhang Qingshan didn't feel that they owed him anything.

Walking can be winter, this two people to Anyang, Anyang, referred to as Yin, Ye, the ancient capital of the Seven Dynasties, is located in the northernmost part of Henan, located in Shanxi, Hebei, Henan Province of the intersection of the three provinces, rushed to the road overnight, Zhang Qingshan found a small shop to play sharp, others are at night sharp, Bai said to hurry, he two upside down, but not worried about no place to live, a good sleep, until dusk to wake up, the two asked for a pot of wine, a few side dishes, and bought some dry food to put up, while eating while waiting for dark.

At this moment, a fat man wearing a money officer's outer clothes, with a bundle of yellow paper under his ribs, came in dejectedly, rolled open the door, and brought in a few snowflakes. What to eat today? ”

Fang Yuanwai grinned: "It's the same old way, serve a few delicious side dishes, and then boil the wine." Saying that, he sighed and said: "It's been a month in a row, and it cost Lao Tzu ten taels of silver to buy this paper money, so much paper money, do you think my dead ghost dad can spend it?" I also dreamed of a soul-hypnotic dream every once in a while, saying that I didn't receive the money, I guess ah, the old man of my family loved to go to the kiln when he was alive, and he didn't change the problem when he died, but it hurt me, how much money does it have to burn, enough for him to go to the kiln? ……”

Xiao Er said with a smile: "The old man is not that kind of person, maybe he really didn't receive it, recently we have an evil surname, every family buys paper money to burn, I heard that many people dream of relatives coming to ask for money, but the yellow cripple who buys paper money at the east end of the street, his mouth can't be closed, and the paper money sold this month has caught up with what he sold more in the previous year......

The two of them said loudly, Lin Qi didn't think so, but Zhang Qingshan listened carefully, and there were people who ate in the store and said: "This thing is true, don't talk about others, a few nights ago I dreamed that the dead old lady gave me a dream, saying that I didn't receive money on October 1, and I didn't receive my clothes, and I was very embarrassed in that room, so I asked her to burn more money, and I also chattered that I was not filial, so scared that I didn't take it lightly, so I quickly bought paper money and burned it, where I thought, on the third day after burning, the old lady came to the dream again, and asked me why I haven't burned her yet?" I said I burned it, I burned a lot of money, the old lady was very angry, said I fooled her, I didn't receive it at all, no, I just bought another penny, hey! Do you think it's weird? The old man next door to my house is like me, and he also dreamed that his father gave him a dream......"

A few people led to the words, and immediately there were other people in the store who talked nonsense, some of them dreamed, some of their relatives and friends dreamed, anyway, there are definitely not a few, almost half of the people in Anyang dreamed of their deceased relatives to ask for paper money, this is too strange, if it is a dream of a family, it is that the children are not filial and forget to pay tribute to the ancestors, but it is impossible for so many people in Anyang to have such a dream.

According to these people, every family burns paper money, even if they forgot to burn it before, and now their deceased relatives are dreaming, so dare not burn it? It must be a big burn, even if the children who were not filial during their lifetime, they will give up the money of this paper money, for the sake of peace, and ask for a blessing.

But where did all the burned paper money go? Why did it just disappear out of thin air? Zhang Qingshan felt curious and listened more carefully, at this time, a merchant from other places, after listening for a long time, couldn't help but say: "Could it be that you Anyang people don't know the rules of burning paper money?" I can tell you that there are rules for burning paper money, and if there are no rules, it will be burned in vain. ”

Fang Yuan said with a mouthful: "Paper money has been burned like this for generations, can you still not understand?" What do you know about this foreign brain, go and ...... While staying, I wondered, is it that now the world is in chaos, everything is soaring, this rice has risen to almost two taels of silver, can it be that the underworld is also implicated, so the paper money is burned less and the people below are not enough to spend? I think that's what happened. ”

Someone laughed and scolded: "Old Fang, the ghosts in your local government still eat rice like you, and they all eat incense......

The more Zhang Qingshan listened, the more strange he felt, others didn't feel anything, maybe they would think that the paper money was not burned enough, Zhang Qingshan was knowledgeable, the paper money was burned, not as others thought, relatives came back to collect money, didn't the Difu Yin Si become his own yard, and he came out when he wanted to come out? This is absolutely impossible, the real thing is that every Spring Festival, Qingming, July 15, October 1st, these festivals, the Yin Difference under the City God will come out to collect money, and then pack and collect the money, pull it back to the City God, and then send it to the underworld if it is far away, and let the ghosts collect it if it is near.

Every time I burn paper, I will throw a few sheets outside the circle, in order to give these hard-earned money to escort the underworld, of course, there are also lonely souls and wild ghosts when the ghost is not there, pick up a few, but most of them are in the hands of the escort Yincha, no matter in the world, the underworld, there is no work in vain, ghosts are changed by people, what rules in the world, the underworld is almost the same.

Zhang Qingshan slapped the table: "Little Er!" The sound of this palm slap startled Lin Qi, who was concentrating on eating, and he didn't blame Lin Qi for concentrating on eating, it was really a dish, Anyang blood cake was too delicious, and the blood cake was steamed with buckwheat noodles and pig blood with other ingredients to make a cake, and then sliced and fried, smeared with garlic juice and eaten.

Legend has it that blood cake was created in the Southern Song Dynasty. At that time, Anyang was flooded with heavy rains and flooded crops. After the disaster, the government distributed a large number of buckwheat seeds to relieve the famine. After the buckwheat harvest, people eat buckwheat noodles. At that time, a farmer surnamed Wang in Huangfutun Village, northwest of the county, fried the steamed buckwheat cake and mixed it with garlic juice to eat, and the fresh food was delicious. Later, pig blood was added to the buckwheat noodles, which made the flavor stronger. So he moved to the city, where he made a business selling blood cakes, and his business was very prosperous. Anyang blood cake is crispy and delicious, delicious, and has a unique flavor, it is a famous delicacy in Anyang, and Lin Qi is not like Zhang Qingshan who has seen everything, so he naturally eats seriously.

Lin Qi was startled and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

Xiao Er heard the sound of slapping the table, and came over with a smile, "Two guest officers, what else do you want to order?" ”

Zhang Qingshan took out a small piece of silver from his arms, held it in his hand, and said, "What's wrong with you?" The cause and effect told me, this silver is yours. ”

Xiao Er's eyes lit up, he bowed his head and said: "Then I have to thank the two masters for their reward first, this matter, before and after the first cold food festival of the first day of the new year, ......"

Thanks: jackie98 for 100 coins, thanks: White Water Wanderer, 100 coins. (To be continued.) )