Sadness, panic, and uncertainty, this is the current situation in Zi'an County, which has just experienced the disaster brought about by ghost cultivation, and then even the county lord of Zi'an County, the person in charge of the entire county has died, which makes those ordinary people how panicked.

And at this time, the only people who can stand up to appease the hearts of the people are the governors and military equipment of Zi'an County, when Wanguishan returned to Zi'an County with the soldiers, looking at the constant garrison on the streets, the people of Zi'an County, this felt a sense of security.

In the Ya of Zi'an County, Bai Fan Su has already been hung at this moment, and a coffin is also placed here, and what lies in it is the corpse of the county leader of Zi'an County.

"Mohe, Qingmei Daoist has not returned yet, the aftermath of the county lord, I can only bother you first these days, I have sent someone to send news to the clan of the county lord, presumably within these few days, there will be people in the county lord clan who will bring the body of the county lord back to the clan for burial. An Shoucheng said to Mo He, who was standing aside, with a tired look on his face.

When he heard the bad news of the county lord yesterday, An Shoucheng knew very well that he was going to be busy next, as the chief of Zi'an County, at this time he had to ensure that Zi'an County could not make other troubles, so since he came back yesterday, he has been busy until now, almost without a drop of water, and now he also feels very tired.

"Don't worry, Lord An, I will guard the body of Lord County in the next few days, and wait for the clan of Lord County to come. Mo He, who was also in the county government and did not leave, heard An Shoucheng's order, and nodded and agreed without the slightest hesitation.

In fact, he doesn't need to do anything, it's just that the county government is understaffed, and the county's mourning hall must always be guarded, and he is a little Taoist priest who is very suitable.

In the imperial dynasty, the positions of county and government officials who generally lead a place will not be filled by locals, which is to prevent officials from taking advantage of their positions to open the door for local relatives, so as to cover the sky in the place where they are in power.

This kind of thing didn't happen much during the reign of the dynasty, but there were a few examples, so often when a local parent official died, his body might be stored in the county government for dozens of days, and his own clan would take it back for burial.

After An Shoucheng explained to Mo He, he didn't stay long, and walked out in a hurry, there were still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with, and now he couldn't be idle.

After An Shoucheng left, before the county's mourning hall, only Mo He was left alone.

Looking at the quiet mourning hall in front of him, Mo He suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the county honor, the soul of the county honor, Zhao Yuqing was hooked away by the black iron chain yesterday, and now he doesn't know if it is safe, even if the county zun is buried, it may be ......!

Thinking of this, Mo He's mood became a little depressed again.

Getting up and walking to a futon and sitting cross-legged on it, Mo He slowly closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation and cultivation.

Now I have nothing to do, just to make up for today's morning class, because of the delay of a lot of things, Mo He has not done today's morning class.

The spiritual power in the body operates according to a fixed trajectory, in the sea of knowledge, Mo He can see that in the boundless ocean, a big tree grows alone in the middle of the water, which looks a little abrupt and harmonious, as if the nourishment of the whole ocean has given birth to such a vegetation, and it is also because of its existence, so that this ocean has a little more vitality.

This picture is still a bit illusory, it doesn't look so real, but it's much better than it was at the beginning, and it's constantly turning from virtual to real.

For the next seven days, Mo He almost stayed in the mourning hall, except for the occasional person who brought food in, no one came to disturb Mo He, giving Mo He a quiet cultivation environment.

As for the corpse of the county honor, Mo He only needs to pay a little attention to it, and use spiritual power to prevent the corpse from decomposing, and there is nothing else he needs to do.

On the seventh day, outside the mourning hall, a group of people finally came, and the one who walked in the front was An Shoucheng, and there were a few strangers in the back.

"Everyone, the body of the county lord is inside, please come in with me!"

"It's finally here!" In the mourning hall, when Mo He heard An Shoucheng's voice outside, he knew that his mission was over, so he stood up from the futon and looked at the door.

Soon, An Shoucheng entered the mourning hall with a few people, nodded to Mo He first, and then led a few people behind him to put a stick of incense on the mourning hall of the county lord, and then introduced Mo Hedao to everyone.

"This is the head of Mohe River in Qingmei Guan, and he has been regarded as the county lord's wake. ”

Hearing An Shoucheng's introduction, the few people who came with him immediately stepped forward and bowed to Mo He, and the older one said, "Thank you Mo River Chief for bothering!"

Seeing that the other party saluted him, Mo He also hurriedly returned the salute, and at the same time looked at the people in front of him.

These people are dressed very well, and several of them have extraordinary bearing, and the one who spoke to himself just now has a faint kind of superiority.

"It seems that the relatives of the county are very unusual!" Mo He looked at the group of people in front of him, and thought silently in his heart.

A few simple exchanges, the next thing is to hand over the body of the county lord, which naturally has a set of rituals in this world, the steps are relatively simple, and the Qingmei Taoist has also taught Mohe, because this set of rituals is basically applicable to those who die in a foreign land, but for people with different identities, the specifications of some items will be different.

After the whole ceremony was completed, among the relatives of the county lord, the leader stepped forward and handed Mo He a red cloth wrapped thing, this is called Yi Feng, which is a thank you to Mo He, Mo He directly reached out and took it, and without looking at it, he directly put it into his arms.

After that, there is no need for Mo He to participate anymore, after coming out for so many days, Mo He is going to go home to see it first, and then go back to Qingmei Guan to continue cultivating, in the past few days, he has felt that the spiritual power in his body has increased a lot, and he is very close to the late stage of entering the Dao realm.

Walking on the road, Mo He suddenly remembered what was in his arms, and then opened a seal wrapped in red cloth, revealing the contents inside.

And seeing what was wrapped in the red cloth, Mo He's eyes showed a look of surprise.

"What a generous handwriting!"

Like Mohe's kind of ritual seal, what is wrapped in it is generally money, as for how much, there is really no fixed number for this, if the host is more generous, it will naturally wrap more, and if the host is more stingy, or shy in the pocket, it will naturally be less inside.

And it will be wrapped in red cloth, and there is also a layer of meaning in it that people don't know how much.

And this seal in Mo He's hand is a whole strip of gold, according to the standard gold casting unit of the dynasty, this whole strip of gold should be ten taels, equivalent to one hundred taels of silver, equivalent to the living standard of the Mo He family, thirty or forty years of expenses.

"What an unexpected joy!" Wrapping the gold in his hand with a red cloth again, Mo He took it into his arms, money is also very useful for cultivators, although the main currency in circulation for cultivators is not gold and silver, but jade money in the hands of Qingmei Dao Chang, but jade money is more precious, like some ordinary materials, it can be bought with gold and silver.

And for Mo He, these ten taels of gold are just useful to him now, with these ten taels of gold, his family's living conditions can be improved, and the expenses of his younger brothers and sisters to go to school will not have to worry.

Although this money Mohe could have asked the Qingmei Daoist for help, the Qingmei Daoist has already had too much favor for their family, and he can open his mouth a few times less, and he can also make the parents at home feel better.

Back at home, the parents were relieved to see Mohe returning, the atmosphere in the entire Zi'an County has been a little depressed in the past few days, and Mohe has not had any news, which made Mo Dashan and his wife very worried, and now seeing that Mohe is safe and sound, their hanging heart is put back in their stomachs.

The two little guys were heartless, and they were a little unhappy when they saw that Mo He didn't bring anything to them when he came back.

Seeing that there was nothing to do at home, and the two little ones were also very good, Mo He was completely relieved, and handed over the ten taels of gold he got to his parents, and Mo He was ready to return to Qingmei Guan.

And when Mo He's parents saw the ten taels of gold, the two of them were almost stupid, how could they have seen so much money, after Mo He explained the origin of the money, the parents accepted the money with some trepidation.

When Mo He left, Mo Dashan and his wife immediately closed the door, and then searched around the whole house to see where to put the gold bar, but no matter where the gold bar was placed, the two of them felt that it was a little unsafe, and after tossing for a long time, Mo Dashan and his wife finally gave up.

"I said child, this thing in my hand, I always feel that it is not very practical, it is better to hold the silver with peace of mind, or we will spend this as soon as possible, buy some pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Qing'er and Liu'er, and make a few clothes. ”

Mo He's mother thought about it, nodded in agreement, there is such a gold bar at home, and she is afraid of losing it wherever she puts it, so it is better to spend it.

Thinking of this, Mo He's mother glanced at a pair of children who were playing in the yard and a smile appeared on her face.

"Our family Liu'er and Qing'er have gone to study, and they will definitely be able to get ahead in the future, it's great!"

The two little ones in the yard don't know at this moment that their happy childhood will soon be overshadowed by reading.

Mo He once again stepped on Moon Mountain, although he only went out for a few days, but it made him feel as if a long time had passed, and walked up the mountain quickly, entering the Qingmei Temple, Mo He saw at a glance a figure standing at the door of the Qingmei Temple.

"Master!"