I followed the direction of his finger, and there was indeed a small shed on the side of the road.

"Roadside Temple?"

"What's that?"

Roadside temples can be found everywhere in the north, usually in the fields.

Some people are offering to their ancestors, and there is a tablet in a small house of five feet and six inches, on which is written the spiritual seat of so-and-so.

There is also a kind of worship of the god of conduct.

There are ancestors in all walks of life, such as Peaches, who worshiped Guan Zhong at the beginning.

No one would have imagined that this famous face through the ages was actually the founder of a brothel.

I'm curious to see who this roadside enshrined is.

When I bent down to take a look, I was suddenly a little confused.

"Huh?" Xu Mo also let out a suspicious voice: "Who is this enshrinement?"

I stared at it for a while, and then asked incredulously, "Confucius?"

Although I don't have much culture, this sculpture of Confucius can be seen everywhere.

I'm also a little confused, this is not right.

Generally speaking, what is offered in the field is related to the land.

The most common is a statue of a goddess dressed in green, holding a farm tool in her hand, which is Nuwa.

There is also a worship of the smiling old man, and there are four big characters written on the door beam: Fu Zhengshen.

This is the land lord.

Further south, there are a small number of people who worship Yue Fei, and there are also those who worship Houtu.

In short, every god worshiped is closely related to the land, and what is sought is a good harvest.

How can this be a good Confucius here?

Xu Mo squatted down, took a closer look, and touched the incense ash with his hand: "Master." You see, this incense ash is still very new, and someone must have come to incense it regularly."

That's right, there are old and new incense ashes.

The newly fallen incense ash is grayish-white, and it feels more delicate in the hand.

If the incense ash is a little longer, it will turn yellow, and the texture will be more granular.

Xu Mo was right, it should be less than a day before the incense ash fell.

I couldn't help but look around, thinking who would come here to offer incense?

Just as I was wondering, I suddenly saw a yellow sheet of paper fluttering under the house.

I deal with this thing every day, and I can recognize it with my eyes closed.

Suddenly, an electric current flashed through my mind.

Old Master Kong will not only appear in the scholarly land, the ancestor of the funeral business, but also his old man!

Of course, this sounds a bit ridiculous, but if you taste it carefully, there is a reason.

Confucius is the originator of Confucianism, and the word "Confucianism" is "people" and "needs".

Satisfying people's needs is the foundation of Confucianism.

And the last item in human needs is "mourning".

Based on this, Master Confucius became the ancestor of the funeral business.

I rubbed my chin and whispered, "Let's go to the top of the mountain."

Standing at the top of the mountain, I can almost take in the entire summit.

Xu Mo tilted his head and looked at it for a long time: "Master, didn't you notice that something was wrong with this slope?"

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The baby grave is on a slope throughout, and if it weren't for those strange things, it would look no different from ordinary land.

Xu Mo shook his head vigorously: "No, master."

"Stand here with me and look."

The two of us switched positions, and when I looked closely, there was really a problem!

From Xu Mo's point of view, this land is more like a prism.

"Mirror!"

"What?"

I pointed to the ground in front of me and whispered, "Do you see that horn?"

"See."

I picked up a dead branch from the ground and drew it on the ground: "What do you look like?"

Instead of simple prisms, polygons appear on the ground.

A land should never be like this.

Unless, it's done intentionally.

Xu Mo said in a low voice, "It's like a prism."

"Yes! This is called a condensed mirror!"

I seem to know why something is always going on in this place.

The polyyin mirror is based on the prism mirror.

When the prism mirror touches the sunlight, it will reflect unlimitedly, and in essence, it has formed an independent space by relying on the light.

In a way, as long as the sun doesn't dissipate, this place is an excellent location for a sunny house.

But the problem is that this prism is made of earth.

Not only is the soil yin, but the wasteland, which is uninhabited all year round, becomes a place to absorb yin energy.

According to the original position of the prism, the yin energy in it will be constantly reflected, and finally an environment with extremely heavy yin energy will be formed.

Xu Mo leaned into his ear and whispered, "What do you see, master?"

"This place may be trickier than the Bai family's compound, let's withdraw first."

Before leaving, I dug a hole in the ground and stuck a few dead branches in it, all of which I used as markers.

On the way back, I called Momoko first.

There's no good way to do it right now, so it's better to do it all at once......