We didn't go straight to the gate, but slipped to the wall first, and I saw up close that the exterior walls were not painted with earthy yellow paint, but many of the walls were covered with large patches of putty. I touched it with my hand, but the putty hasn't dried yet, so I think it was just recently brushed up. As we all know, putty is not resistant to water, brush it up, catch up with the rain, putty will be washed away. This is very problematic. I said in my heart, could it be that someone has come to brush it recently? But there is no pattern in the place where the putty has been brushed one by one.

Qin Yiheng also felt strange, pondered for a long time on the side, and then took out a Swiss Army knife from his bag and scraped the putty off, revealing the black wall. Then he turned to me and said that it was all blood. I listened to my mouth wide open, raised my head and took a brief look, not to mention anything else, just on the wall in front of us, there are more than a dozen pieces of putty covered by the place, if this is really blood, how much do you have to splash!

I asked Qin Yiheng, it can't be human blood, right? If it were human blood, it would be horrible. Luckily, he told me that it was mostly ox blood. Many projects, road construction, or buildings will have the custom of killing cattle and sacrificing them before they are built. It's just that there is so much blood, and there are a lot of cattle killed, but he can't figure out the reason for this, not to mention whether to throw away the live sacrifice first, just splashing the cow's blood on the outer wall, this is already a big taboo. The evil aura of blood is very heavy, isn't this equivalent to splashing the face of the ancestor who is enshrined? The two of us spent a long time together, and we couldn't think of a reason. Qin Yiheng had no choice but to say, let's take a look inside, maybe we can find the answer.

We slipped out of the gate and shone our flashlights inside. Entering the gate is a small courtyard, and after the courtyard, you will reach the front gate of the ancestral hall. Qin Yiheng told me not to make any noise as much as possible, and he walked in first. As soon as I entered the house, I felt like a thief, because the house I had been to before, whether it was bad or not, had the permission of the owner, so it was all swaggering, and this time it was sneaky, and I was still very uncomfortable. Tiptoeing forward seems light, but in fact it is also very physically demanding, fortunately, the courtyard is not big, and Qin Yiheng and I quickly walked to the door of the ancestral hall. He moved the door, but it was unlocked. He frowned a little, turned off the flashlight, and immediately disappeared into the darkness. We had already entered the courtyard, and most of the moonlight before was blocked by the eaves, so when I saw that he turned off the flashlight, and I did the same, neither of us could see each other clearly.

After a while, my eyes adjusted to the darkness, and I saw Qin Yiheng still standing in front of the door, as if he was thinking about something. I went over and asked him in a suppressed voice, the door of this ancestral hall is not locked, it should be a normal thing, after all, there is nothing valuable in it, plus this poor country, it is estimated that no one will come to steal it.

Qin Yiheng whispered, It's not like this, I feel that there is resentment in this ancestral hall, it seems that it is not small, and I was startled when I opened the door just now.

When I heard him say this, my heart also rose to my throat, and I quickly asked him what to do now.

Qin Yiheng said in a low voice again, didn't I give you a sign? It's made of peachwood, and if you go in for a while and you feel something wants to get on you, you poke yourself, poke hard, and if you break it, it's fine.

I nodded hurriedly, and said to myself, he knew how to do all the tricks of self-harm. But he said it so seriously, I couldn't help but clench the stick.

Qin Yiheng waited for a while, made a gesture at me, and then opened the door and went in. I trailed him. Entering the ancestral hall, Qin Yiheng did not immediately turn on the flashlight, but held his breath and was quiet for a while, and then turned on the flashlight. I immediately followed suit with the flashlight and swept around.

I looked into the corner of the wall first, and I always felt that if there was anything in this room, I would probably hide in the corner. Seeing that there was nothing in the corner, I was relieved. Under the flashlight, I saw that this room was very small, presumably just the outer hall of the ancestral hall, and most of it was for the ancestors to change their clothes and remove the dust. I swept the flashlight forward, and it almost scared me to death, only to see a bloody man standing right in front of me, looking at me without saying a word!

I screamed uncontrollably, and before the sound came out, Qin Yiheng covered my mouth. I thought he didn't see the man, and although his mouth couldn't make a sound, he kept drawing in his hands, trying to remind him.

Who knew that he told me in my ear, don't be nervous, that is not a person, it is a standing Buddha statue. Only then did I stabilize my mind, and after signaling Qin Yiheng to let go of his hand, I squatted on the spot and gasped. It wasn't until I was out of breath that I had the courage to shine the flashlight again.

Just now, I was in a panic and didn't look carefully, but now I looked at it, and it was really a standing Buddha statue, which was enough to be a person high. It's just that this Buddha statue is drenched in a lot of blood, and at first glance, it really looks like a bloody person. Although I was a little scared, I couldn't suppress my curiosity and took a closer look. The blood stains on the Buddha statue had not yet dried, and it was obvious that the smell of blood could be smelled when approaching. I used a flashlight to shine it, and I found that the eyes of this Buddha had been covered with two leaves and glued with duct paper, which made me even more strange. Qin Yiheng also happened to be looking at this Buddha statue at close range, so I asked him what the situation was.

He sniffed it closer, and said, It must be blood, but what kind of blood, I can't be sure, but in this way, it should be black dog blood, and these two leaves are willow leaves.

After Qin Yiheng finished speaking, I was even more strange, what did I do by splashing the blood of the black dog on the Buddha statue?

Qin Yiheng said, presumably everyone knows that this black dog blood is to ward off evil spirits, but it also depends on how to use it. Blood is a thing of evil spirit, and black dog blood is a thing of urgency, and it is used to drive away evil spirits, which is actually equivalent to using evil to flush yin, and there is some meaning of countering violence with violence. And this Buddha statue was splashed with black dog blood, apparently to rush the spirituality of the Buddha statue and make it lose its role as a town. And the blinding is easier to understand, whether the eyes are the world culture or Chinese culture has a very special cultural position, the idiom has the finishing touch, and now many artworks or folklore products in the painter to paint the appearance, the last item is most likely also eyes, even into the community Wenlonghu upper body of the younger brothers, the most ugly eye on the stroke is also to be personally ordered by the eldest brother, this is actually the meaning of taking the finishing touch, so, according to legend, with perennial backlit growth of willow leaves to cover the eyes, people can see ghosts, And here, covering the Buddha statue is one purpose with splashing black dog blood.

At this point, he paused for a moment, and then continued, this is to break the situation of the town, this person wants to bring something filthy in.

Hearing Qin Yiheng say this, I immediately shivered, someone wants to bring in filthy things? But how does that make sense? This is the ancestral hall, although I haven't seen the spiritual position, but at least it is for the ancestors of this family! Although the ancestors are not gods, they can indeed play the role of protecting the heirs. I've heard before that some people have ancestral tablets at home, and they can actually make movements to scare away thieves, although I don't know whether it's true or not, but at least it is not a lie from the side to see that the ancestors' apparitions are not false.

Thinking of this, I took another look at the Buddha statue, and suddenly seemed to understand something, could it be that this person even destroyed the ancestral tablet inside in order to bring in dirty things?

As I pondered, Qin Yiheng had already walked to the back of the Buddha statue to check the inner room. I tiptoed over and asked him, can you feel the dirt in this room?

He shook his head, saying that when he opened the door just now, there was indeed an obvious resentment rushing in, but now it disappeared mysteriously, and now it seems that he can only take one step at a time, at least to go to the back room first.

After saying that, he pushed down the door of the inner room, glanced through the crack in the door, but it was dark inside, and after hesitating, he pushed the door open a little more, and the person got in.

When I saw him go in, I must do the same, so I turned sideways and tried to learn from him to get in. Normally, we are in the same position when we pass through a small space like this, but depending on our personal habits, some people tend to poke their heads in first, while others tend to step in their legs first. I belonged to the former, but I didn't expect that as soon as I poked my head in, before I could take a step, the whole person tripped over something, and the person immediately lost his center of gravity, and suddenly fell into the back room, and directly slammed the door open.

I still hurt a lot from this fall, and Qin Yiheng hurriedly pulled me up from the ground when he saw this. It's good now, but it's also sneaky, and the door was knocked out by me so much, it's useless to hide it. I simply stood up and immediately used a flashlight to shine behind me, wanting to see what kind of stumbling old man was, only to find that it was actually a very high threshold. Qin Yiheng's movements just now were very consistent, and I didn't even notice that there was such a high threshold. This threshold must be known to all people, and it is usually seen in ancient buildings or ancient buildings. Whether it is from metaphysics or ancient rituals, this threshold actually has a great effect. According to legend, the height of the threshold is specially regulated, it is said that it can block the entrance of the ghosts, and it can also prevent the yin qi from flowing into the house, and there are some outrageous claims that the threshold is just higher than the height of the zombie jump, so it can also trip the zombie. And in ancient times, it was said that everyone was not beautiful, but in fact, there is also this meaning in it. In ancient times, a woman's feet were very private parts and could not be shown, so even if a woman stood inside the door and looked out, the threshold was just enough to block the woman's feet.

I have the impression that I heard Qin Yiheng say a few words, this threshold cannot be stepped on because it has blocked the yin qi for many years, and those who have stepped on it will take the back word and their fortune will be blocked. Thinking of this, I remembered that I should have just stumbled just now, and I didn't step on it, so my luck won't decrease. So, I turned around and wanted to continue to follow Qin Yiheng, at this time, he had already walked to the other side of the room, and the flashlight swept around there. I also shined a flashlight on it, and found that the room was surprisingly large, the size of a lecture hall that could hold hundreds of people in college. I hurried over, only to see that he was already standing still, frowning at what the flashlight was shining on.

The thing he photographed was actually a spiritual position. When I saw the spiritual position, then this room must be the ancestral hall of worship.

I also raised my flashlight and scanned it, and I was immediately taken aback when I saw that two-thirds of the entire house was filled with dense spirit cards, one next to the other, all placed on the same stone base. This family is really a big family, and there are already so many fucking dead people worshipping by light? I took advantage of the flashlight to focus on a few tablets, and the spiritual tablets were written with the words of the deceased's surname, when he hung up, and so on. These people seen from the spirit tablets are all surnamed Wan, and their names are all in crepe, and it is estimated that they are named according to the family tree, and then placed according to the generation. I swept it a few times, but I didn't have much interest, and when I turned around and saw that Qin Yiheng was still standing motionless, I patted him before he came back to his senses.

Seeing that he was already sweating a lot on his forehead, I was shocked and quickly asked him if he felt something dirty.

Qin Yiheng shook his head, and then scanned the dense tablets with a flashlight, and asked me, didn't you notice that there was something wrong with these tablets?

My heart was beating faster, and my heart said, if you see something wrong, just say it, this tone can scare people to death! But I didn't have a good seizure in this environment, so I had to turn around and continue to glance a few times. I saw that the spirit tablets were placed neatly one by one, but there was no tribute, and I said to myself, is it strange that these ancestors are not worshipped?

Before the words came out, Qin Yiheng told me the answer first, these people on the spirit cards died in one day.

Die in one day? At first, I didn't react to his words, and I thought, people must die in a day, I have never heard of a person who can die for several days, and then I suddenly understood what he meant, and hurriedly took a flashlight to shine, and took a few tablets in a row. I was unwilling, and I took a few random photos of the tablets that were farther away, and now, the cold sweat on my head had already flowed to my eyes.

Qin Yiheng is right, although I don't know much about what year and day the old calendar refers to, but at least I am literate, even if these people are in different times and even dynasties, they all died on the same day of the year! It's so incredible, it's the family's tradition to die on that day? But this is completely unreasonable, unless it is suicide, natural disasters, man-made disasters, diseases, aging, who the fuck can calculate so accurately, all die on the same day?

I wanted to ask Qin Yiheng, but who knew that he had already started to check the tablets one by one with a flashlight. He first glanced at the first few rows, and then went straight to the back of the table to check and look at a few, and the last one actually fixed in front of a tablet and did not move. I knew that there was something wrong, so I hurriedly followed, and when I followed his gaze, the whole person was shocked! This tablet is no different from the others, but the name engraved on it is actually Markham Wing! The name was not new to me, he was the late famous architect, and I had one of his chess pieces in my hand. Now I understand, Qin Yiheng will keep staring at this spiritual position for what he wants, because there is a big doubt, first of all, we don't know what this old man's family is doing, judging from the scale of this ancestral hall alone, it must be a huge and wealthy family. Although the ancestral hall will be built in the place where this family first arose, but this village is too remote, and the surroundings are also very weird, and the old horse has been used by people to bind his feet, all of which seems very unreasonable, and the most important thing is that this Markham Rong has not been dead for long, so his spiritual position must have been erected here recently. Could it be that the one who is going to bring the filth here is the one who has erected the spiritual throne for Markham? There are so many things that are incomprehensible.