The area of Sheyang Cemetery is very large, or rather, it is simply the feeling of using a whole mountain as a cemetery, which belongs to the norm of this era, because it is popular to enter the soil for peace in these years, and the human race comes from the soil, and naturally it will turn into dirt, so it is impossible to be densely packed with a series of tombstones like modern society, but the more ancient kind, a tomb bag like a coffin.

This metaphor may be a little weird, but there is no way, when Feng Xue was an ordinary student on the earth, the art teacher did an impressive painting performance, he drew a semicircle, added a few strokes to become a very expressive pimple, and added a few strokes to become a tomb bag, which left a very deep imprint in the heart of the fashionable and young Feng Xue, so that even if he was reincarnated several times, the first reaction when he saw the tomb bag was not the grave, but the pimple......

Putting away the idea of being rude, Feng Xue crossed the fence and looked at the rows of coffins that stretched into the distance...... Ahem, the grave bag, you can see the difference in status of the deceased at a glance.

The worst batch even the tombstone has disappeared, not because there is no tombstone, but because of poverty, can not afford to hire a stonemason, can only use the wooden board as a monument, after dozens of hundreds of years of wind and rain, it has long been rotten and not decent, like this kind of family, if there are descendants, occasionally a new "monument" can be added, but if the descendants die, or move to another country, slowly even the owner does not know.

At most, the grave keeper will help you weed, burn incense and sprinkle some paper money during the New Year's holidays, but as for the tombstone, he will not care.

But it doesn't really matter, generally at this time, the soul of the tomb owner, has basically been reincarnated, as for those ancestors have been reincarnated but are still burning incense, burning paper of course will not be burned in vain, these incense will carry the power of the wish will merge into a common, called "human ancestor" pan concept, of course, this is not free, how much you worship the power of will, will be recorded in the book of life and death, in the future after death, whether it is a way of God or reincarnation, will be affected by this record, and this record, is the so-called" Yin Virtue".

If you also use finance as a metaphor, then the whole Shinto system is like a company, the founder Fuxi took out the first merit is the registered capital, the merit pool is the company's total assets, the gods are the company's employees, the ordinary people are the company's service objects, the power is the company's main business items, and the incense is the salary (internal points) paid to employees after the company counts the willpower. And this person is the legal representative of this company.

From a certain point of view, this human ancestor can be regarded as a heavenly dao exclusive to the human race, and the so-called human sage is a saint attached to this "heavenly dao", except that the heavenly dao is weaker, it is not worse than a real saint.

But thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly had a wit.

Because he realized a problem -

Fuxi boss, but the elder brother of the great god Nuwa, why did he give up his identity as an innate spirit, reincarnate as a human, go around such a big circle, and forcibly copy a low-level Heavenly Dao, and then go to be a low-level saint, what is the reason?

Insufficient Holy Throne?

It shouldn't be so simple, because when Fuxi was reincarnated, even the great god Nuwa only touched the edge of merit and sanctification, and only Daozu was the only one who could really be counted as a saint.

So, as the conspiracy theory is said in the flood novel, what is actually wrong with this holy position?

Thinking about it again, this Hongjun Ancestor could have become a unique saint in heaven and earth, but why did he pass down the cultivation method and lead other innate spirits into the Dao? Although he is still the strongest saint, he is still different after all, but he is only the one and has a few more existences that can threaten him, is it still different after all, right?

Could it be that there is something that has to increase the danger of his companions, or the risk that he needs to be resisted by others? But all the powerful star spirits in this sea of stars have been wiped out, so what should the Heavenly Dao ruler who is equivalent to half of the desolate star spirits have to worry about?

When Feng Xue thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a chill behind his back, and he vaguely felt that he might have grasped some key point-

If the "Heavenly Dao" of the human race is a general concept of human ancestors, then what is the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation?

Even the three thousand demon gods have a resurrection hand, will the Pangu god not have it?

Feng Xue forcibly stopped thinking and didn't dare to continue thinking, for fear that the dice in her mind would make a judgment of understanding.

He is still an ordinary mortal, and he has little resistance to risks, and knowing too much is definitely not a good thing!

At this time, he suddenly had a thought - "It is really dangerous to have a high understanding!"

"Childe, Childe......"

Xu Fu shouted a few times in a row, forcibly calling Feng Xue, who had interrupted his train of thought, back to reality, and only after being slightly confused did he come back to his senses.

"Childe, but what problems have you found?" Xu Fu saw that Feng Xue was confused, and immediately asked nervously, Feng Xue sorted out his mind, but shook his head and said:

"No, just walked for a while. ”

"......" Xu Fu was noncommittal to Feng Xue's answer, but just nodded and said:

"In front of Childe is the scope of the cemetery, and according to the rules, you can't take a car to go in. ”

"I see. Feng Xue nodded, stepped off the ox cart with the support of the servants, and led the guards to the cemetery, he didn't bring a barbarian slave today, because even if it was just a civilian cemetery, the barbarian slave was not qualified to approach.

......

Walking into the public cemetery, Feng Xue soon saw a figure slowly walking towards this side, with the distance getting closer, Feng Xue saw that it was an old man over half a hundred years old, with white hair, plain clothes, and a somewhat serious expression, giving people a feeling that no one should enter, but he had a temperament different from that of civilians, and he should not be an ordinary person.

Xu Fu on the side saw Feng Xue's puzzled face, and immediately whispered:

"This is the tomb keeper Xu Hang, it is said that he is now Wu Zhu's cousin, because he did not become Wu Zhu, so he is responsible for guarding the cemetery, he has a small Zhuangzi, just near the cemetery, and has adopted many orphans, many of whom are studying in the academy......"

Feng Xue bowed slightly, indicating that she understood, and then walked up to Xu Hang.

"I don't know who Your Excellency is?" Xu Hang saw Feng Xue coming, didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly.

"I am Xu Feng, the owner of Xujiazhuang outside the city. Feng Xue opened her mouth to introduce, and saw that Xu Hang's original expression immediately became much kinder, just like the transformation from an iceberg to a nymphomaniac-

"It turned out to be Xu Gongzi, I have admired you for a long time, the children want to see you, I wonder if you can enjoy the light for a while?"

"......" Feng Xue paused slightly, and then realized that the children should be the orphans he adopted as Xu Fu said, so he nodded and said, "No problem, but before that, I want to ask something." ”

"Okay, the son is free, the little old man knows everything. Xu Hang agreed very simply, and then said, "It's not convenient to stand here, if the son doesn't dislike it, you can come to the cold house to talk about it." ”

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ps: About the coffin painted into a grave bag, this is a personal experience, the art teacher's painting skills are really powerful, he didn't say anything, on the blackboard, with chalk added a few strokes, from the semicircle to the coffin, to the grave bag, and then it seems to have changed to something else, the impression is so deep that I still remember it more than ten years later, obviously it is a semicircle to add a few strokes, and I didn't draw the body, nor did I draw grapes, and there was no marking, but you just know that it was a coffin, and that feeling was really wonderful......