I hesitated for a moment, but chose to speak bluntly: "I feel like you really hate this Wuxin teacher, right?"
"Hate?"
Although Lu Dashan was smiling, he could not hide the anger on his face: "More than hatred? I want to chop them alive!"
"Their teachings are extremely cruel. If you want to practice, you must be an unintentional person."
This was the first time I heard about this, so I asked again: "What is an unintentional person?"
"Knife your parents with your hands, kill your brothers with the knife! You are an unintentional person who kills the person you love most!"
When I heard this, all the hairs on my body stood up.
I have seen man-eating demons. The horror of the abominable demons is not even remotely as scary as this teaching!
Forcing someone to kill his parents, Chen Changming is really not afraid of God's punishment!
I calmed down, turned around and asked, "Is this how your aunt died?"
"And my grandparents."
Tears burst out of Lu Dashan's eyes: "If I hadn't gone to school in another place, I might have died too."
"My grandma didn't die, but her spine was injured by the knife. She will be bedridden for the rest of her life."
Lu Dashan's words were like steel needles, making me feel uncomfortable all over.
Okay, Chen Changming!
Let's settle our old and new grudges together. If I don't eradicate you, I won't be able to bear this Taoist robe!
"brother."
I patted Lu Dashan: "Let me ask you, were they performing sacrifices by the river last night?"
"Almost." Lu Dashan hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly: "I will do it once a month."
As a Taoist, I never dare to underestimate the power of faith.
As long as your faith is strong enough, sacrificing your life for the doctrine is not a big deal.
Some even call it "holy war."
"Did they get any benefits after performing the sacrifice?"
"have!"
Lu Dashan nodded firmly: "Our village used to be famously poor."
"If you can make a thousand dollars a year, you are considered rich!"
After speaking, he pointed to the mud house not far away: "These people used to live in thatched sheds. In less than half a year, they all had money to build houses."
"Especially the village chief."
He leaned into my ear with a cryptic look on his face: "The thatched shed will be transformed into a brick house!"
Sure enough, it's pretty much what I guessed.
Behind the power of faith are benefits. Most people worship God for their own selfish desires rather than true reverence.
However, having said that, Chen Changming is quite capable.
I don’t know what means he used to make such a poor village suddenly rich.
Feng Shui must be Feng Shui!
Since ancient times, there have been many people who want to change their fortunes. At the most minor level, it means changing the layout of their houses; at the most serious level, they just want to reclaim the land from the sea and fill up the mountains.
I put the book away and took out Lu Haiyan's ashes from my backpack.
"This is your aunt."
Lu Dashan stared at the urn, reaching out to take it, but he immediately retracted his hand.
"I...I don't want it!"
When he said this, he clenched his fists tightly, as if he had made a huge determination.
I asked very puzzledly: "This is your aunt, you have to take her home!"
"Brother, I won't hide it from you either. I took the ashes back and there is no place to bury them."
After speaking, he pointed his hand: "Everyone's ancestral graves have been occupied, I can't help it!"
"Ancestral graves?" I confirmed again: "Everyone's ancestral graves?"
"right!"
His determination gave me a guess, and I immediately confirmed: "You don't believe in the Wuxin Sect at all, right?"
Lu Dashan laughed a few times: "What do you think?"
"So your family is poorer than before, right?"
Suddenly there was something in his eyes
Shining a light: "How do you know?"
I stared at him and said word by word: "If I guess correctly, your grandma's recent condition is not optimistic."
"Everything is right!"
Chen Jiayan tugged on my sleeve and whispered, "Did you see it?"
"I know how to break it."
I put the urn away first, then looked at Lu Dashan: "Take me to the ancestral grave."
"Now?"
"Right now!"
Lu Dashan's face was obviously a little uneasy, but he still turned around and led the way.
The ancestral tomb in Navel Village is halfway up the mountain. Standing on a slightly higher slope, I can overlook the panoramic view.
Although there are mountains in front and water in the back, it is built in a low-lying land.
When I see this kind of thing, I feel anxious.
Choosing such a place as a ghost house must be the work of a certain gentleman. The feng shui of this place is indeed good.
However, this gentleman is definitely a fool, otherwise he would not build his ancestral tomb in a pit.
A place where good children and grandchildren were prosperous suddenly turned into a pit of poverty.
What was more unexpected was that I thought Chen Changming would build some kind of altar here, but that was not the case.
The ancestral grave was only surrounded by a few hemp ropes, and there was nothing else weird about it.
I slid down the slope and walked to a tombstone. I picked out some soil with my fingers, put it under my nose and smelled it.
In the past, people called Taoist priests "dog-nosed old Taoists", which refers to the basic skills of Taoist priests.
A Taoist priest may not have good eyes, but he must have a good nose.
According to the Corpse Sutra, if the soil is fishy, it is a new burial; if the soil is heavy, it is an old grave.
The soil on my hands obviously smells like earth, and it is obviously new soil.
I waved to Lu Dashan: "Who is this gentleman?"
Lu Dashan squatted in front of the grave and put his face close to take a closer look: "This should be Ergou's great-grandmother."
"You must have been dead for several decades, right?"
Graves that are more than ten years old should have a spicy flavor similar to pepper.
This grave must have been touched! The night wind blew through the mountains, and unknown leaves hit each other in the wind.
The wooden monument in the cemetery swayed back and forth in the wind, as if it could break out of the picture at any time.
Suddenly a thin layer of mist arose in the night, shrouding the dark graveyard.
Lu Dashan couldn't speak clearly: "Why...why is it foggy?"
