Chapter 21 The Dust of Time

Every child has a strong curiosity, especially those areas that adults are not allowed to touch and almost regard them as mysteries.

This kind of mystery flows in the blood. If you don't solve the mystery for a day, you will probably have to look forward to it for a lifetime.

In my eyes, the ancestral temple is such a place. It is almost covered with a sacred veil, so much so that I have to tidy up before going there. Unfortunately, Zhang Xinya’s bandaging skills are really poor. Several rounds of gauze were wrapped around me, leaving me

He looks like a Japanese ronin, and with his serious look, he is almost the same as those funny invaders in some divine dramas.

In fact, when my dad took me into that mysterious area, it was somewhat different from what I imagined.

This is a small house that has been damp and dilapidated for too long. Even the air is dirty, and the smell of mold and rot is everywhere.

In the center of the ancestral temple, there is a huge statue sitting cross-legged, which is similar to the Buddha statue in the temple, but I can't identify which deity it is. Whether it is Buddha or Taoism, there is no such deity.

This is a rather majestic man. He is wearing a Confucian robe and holding a wat in one hand. At first glance, he seems to be a civil official, but he has no hat. His hair is disheveled and his eyes are striking. The other hand is holding a long sword on his waist. His posture is extremely majestic.

, also like a military officer.

I am blind, and I really can’t tell what kind of existence this person is.

Below the statue, the altar tables are arranged like steps, almost filling the entire ancestral hall, so that the only place where you can stay in the ancestral hall is a long and narrow area in front of the door. Those altar tables are filled with so many spiritual tablets that it is difficult to take them all at a glance!

"This is probably the last statue of Shengwu Tianguan in the world, right?"

Zhang Daoxuan looked solemn and bowed again and again to the statue in the middle, sighing sadly: "It's so inappropriate that the incense is so cold!"

"You are probably the last person in this world who dares to call him a holy warrior, right?"

My dad glanced at Zhang Daoxuan with a half-smile and said: "Actually, there is nothing we should or shouldn't do. This is a chaotic world. Talking about right and wrong is too extravagant. This statue is here for us lonely ghosts."

Just a few last thoughts!"

After saying that, my dad shook his head. Although he was still smiling, he already looked a little desolate. He took my hand and knelt down on the futon very solemnly. After kowtowing three times respectfully, he stood up.

He said to me: "Jingzhe, I didn't bring you here before because you couldn't change anything after you came. I brought you here today because you need to get to know us again!"

At this point, my dad pointed to the statue, which was quite disrespectful, but his words were very passionate: "Remember, we are not worshiping the Jade Emperor or the Buddha of the West, but the one in front of us. His surname is Wei.

It is our ancestor. In his era, the ritual officer was not a puppet who looked at the time, let alone Mr. Yin and Yang who chose the tomb based on Feng Shui. At that time, people called the ritual officer a heavenly official, a priest, a heavenly master, and a holy master! So!

, our ancestor, people call him the Holy Martial Heavenly Official, and some people call him the Demon-Suppressing Heavenly Master. Of course, the most popular name is... the Humanity Saint Master!"

My dad almost yelled these titles, which were deafening.

I was also a little dizzy, and I still felt like my blood was boiling. Each of these names was bigger than the last, and they were overbearing and scary.

According to my dad, my ancestor’s existence is no longer in the traceable history. It’s so long ago that even he can’t tell clearly...

"Is it reliable?"

Zhang Xinya muttered: "Currently, it is confirmed that it can be traced back to the Shang Dynasty. There is no exact archaeological evidence for the Xia Capital before that. To put it bluntly, the Xia Capital may not have existed. Anything further back is legendary. It's so mysterious...

"

However, before she finished speaking, Zhang Daoxuan glared at her, stuck out her tongue, and did not dare to say anything again.

But these words really speak to my heart. In the past, my father told me that my ancestor was a ceremony official, which was somewhat credible. But now it is getting further and further away, and it sounds quite high-level. As for credibility,

, because this involves my own family, I can only say...it's hard to say, my heart is very complicated...

"Legend has it that the Heavenly Official Blade... was left behind by the Holy Martial Heavenly Official!"

My dad tried hard to cite some evidence to prove his statement, but when he said it, he was a little timid and could only add the word "legend". Probably because he felt that he couldn't stand it, he gave me a fierce look and touched me again.

I touched the butcher's knife on my waist, and the warning couldn't be more obvious. What else can I say? Of course, I put on the look of a fanatic who believes and worships...

"Don't interrupt!"

In the end, my dad concluded like this, stroking the spiritual tablet in front of the altar table, and said softly: "This is my grandfather's spiritual tablet. Do you know how he died? While walking on the mountain road at night, a little ghost climbed on his back.

He covered his eyes and fell into the ditch and died..."

"There is also this spiritual tablet. This is my grandfather's grandfather. He was possessed by a ghost, but he had no good way to save himself. Fortunately, he has a strong will. In that case, he occasionally wakes up and tells his family,

If you want to fight a ghost, you have to fight it out. Actually, I don’t know where I heard about Ye Luzi, but he was unlucky. He met a stupid young man and hit him with a stick... His old man..."

"And this spiritual tablet... This is probably... your distant ancestor? When he was going to the toilet, he was grabbed by the ankle by a fierce ghost and pulled into the cesspit. It was summer, and there was little water in the cesspit.

He is old again, but he didn’t climb up..."

"..."

My dad, as if he was familiar with all the treasures in his family, briefly talked about the lives of the ancestors who were on the spiritual throne one after another.

As for my feelings, I still say the same thing - it’s hard to say, my heart is very complicated...

"etc!"

Zhang Xinya probably couldn't hold it in any longer. She ignored her uncle's warning and hurriedly interjected: "Why do people in every generation die at the hands of monsters and monsters?"

"I have no ability but I don't want to give up my ancestor's business. If I force myself to stand out, this will only be the end."

My dad shook his head and said bitterly: "This is what I want to say. Our ancestors were so powerful, why are the descendants so miserable?"

I looked at my dad steadily. When talking about this, he seemed a little anxious. He paced back and forth in front of the altar table and stopped after a while. His eyes wandered among a large number of spiritual tablets, and finally pointed directly at one of the spiritual tablets and said

: "Because, we have lost something. It began to decline from the time of this ancestor, and everyone has become obsolete since then!"

My dad became depressed and reluctantly told me some unknown secrets.

The reason why the ceremony officer was reduced to this situation is because he lost two things!

One is called the Heavenly Master's Blade, which is the weapon of the ceremonial officer, and the other is called the Earth Spirit Pearl, which is the power of the ceremonial officer!

With these two things, the ritual officer can fight against those demons and monsters, and many of the methods mentioned in the "Ten Thousand Burials Sutra" can be effective. Otherwise, they are just a decoration!

Needless to say, the Tianshi Blade is the black fire stick, passed down from ancestors.

And the Earth Spirit Pearl, this is the most important thing!

Ghosts are powerful because they swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, and they are violent because of resentment and hatred. After all, the ritual officials are mortal bodies. If you want to fight these things, you naturally need strength.

According to the gossip passed down from generation to generation by my father, the power of the ritual officer comes from the dragon vein.

Dragon veins are earth veins. It is said that the dragon veins form acupoints and condense the power into beads. They are the most powerful. The beads formed are called earth spirit beads!

The ritual officers are familiar with the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams and are well versed in Feng Shui and Kan Yu. Therefore, the ritual officers picked the earth spirit beads and buried them in their own bodies. In this way, they can borrow the power of the earth spirit beads and cooperate with the Tianshi Blade, which is quite domineering!

"This ancestor was born in the era of Wuhu and China."

My dad pointed at the blank spiritual tablet and sighed: "In troubled times, demons and ghosts are rampant. It is said that this ancestor is very powerful. Unfortunately, manpower is sometimes poor, and in the end it is difficult to stop the torrent, and the Tianshi Blade is also lost.

Even he himself had no name or surname, only an infant boy and a large number of manuscripts and scriptures were taken away by the servants, otherwise our lineage would be over at that time.

Wu Hu was in chaos in China, and Yi Guan traveled south. Since that historical event, the dragon veins collapsed, and the separated dragon veins are all small tributaries. It is difficult to form holes into beads. We, the ceremonial officials, have no chance to collect the earth spirit beads. Someone

It is said that during the prosperous Tang and Ming dynasties, it was possible for the dragon vein to become a pearl again, but during the Tang and Ming dynasties, for more than seven hundred years and many generations of people have been running around, they have never been able to find the earth spirit pearl.

Our lineage has slowly become a magic stick..."

"It's really a pity..."

Zhang Xinya said sheepishly: "But what do these things have to do with Wei Jingzhe? I think the top priority is to save his life first!"

I stroked the Heavenly Master Blade in my hand, then touched my lower abdomen, and I had a vague guess in my mind.

Sure enough, my dad then said: "Of course it is related. Whether it is the feather people you are talking about or the so-called ghost makeup, they are all related to the loss of the Tianshi Blade!!"

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Chapter completed!