The matter between Geng Hao’s family is actually easy to sort out, and the context is already clear.

When the Donghua Temple was built, a Donghualang and a Donghua Girl were required to erect the statue of the gods, but for some reason, the Donghualang was erected. Geng Hao's grandmother, the Donghua Girl, must have run away halfway.

She fled from Guizhou to the north, met Geng Hao's grandfather, and since then she took root in Xuexiang, Beiguo, and never returned to Guizhou until her death.

After Geng Hao's grandmother died, she was thinking about her hometown, and she was more likely to be thinking about the Donghualang who was with her when the Donghua Temple was established. It was very likely that the boy and woman had already developed feelings for each other when they were together for a long time, but they had to be separated.

Later, although the old lady died, she couldn't let go of her obsession, so she got on her great-grandson, driving Geng Hao and Xu Meimei to find Guizhou with their children. At this point, the two Donghualangs and Donghuan Girls were reunited.

This is not apart from heaven and man, but both of them are for the sake of lonely ghosts.

Obsession with this thing is terrible and can make people crazy, just like this time an old lady's soul actually attached to her great-grandson, and then traveled through mountains and rivers to return to her hometown.

Among the elderly people in this village, several of them have recognized her. Although her appearance has changed a lot, they can still vaguely recognize her a little when they are in their teens and 80s. The most important thing is that the old lady's words are just a bit more proof.

The only thing Wang Zan still doesn't understand is how this kind of Donghua Temple, which looks like a tragic look, was erected in the temple. This is simply unprecedented.

However, all temples focus on accumulating merits, and there is no exception. But do you think this cave flower temple is considered a merit?

Of course not, even the good deeds will be damaged.

Let's just say that, whoever sets up is likely to be unlucky.

This is the rule!

Decades ago, this kind of thing was normal when it was not liberated. After all, there were also sayings to worship boys and women by the river or by the sea.

Fortunately, I have entered a civilized society now and the legal system is sound. Of course, this kind of tragic thing cannot happen.

Another thing is that Wang Zan is a person living in a civilized society. From elementary school to university, he still received higher education. He must have no way of imagining such unimaginable ancient sacrificial activities in such a village that is extremely remote and even isolated from the world.

At the same time, after the two ghosts of Donghuan and Donghuan met, they floated lightly to the distance, and their bodies soon disappeared in the forest, disappearing without a trace.

Perhaps from then on, they completely turned into two lonely ghosts, traversing the mountains and fields, and perhaps even the underworld would not go to.

Is this a way for lovers to finally get married?

But at this moment, the villagers' faces turned pale, as if they felt how terrifying it was happening.

On the contrary, when Geng Hao and Xu Meimei were relieved when they saw the old lady leaving, they would not care too much about where the old man's souls had gone, and they would not be less burning paper during festivals and festivals. The main reason is that the children are fine.

Wang Zan looked at the middle-aged man and frowned and asked, "What are you worried about..."

The middle-aged man sighed quietly, his face full of bitterness and helplessness, and said, "If you leave, you will leave. Let's talk about it later. Anyway, the village may be in trouble in the future."

At about the early morning, Wang Zan and Geng Hao and his wife followed the villagers from the mountain and returned to the village.

Although these villagers were very complaining about them, from another perspective, some of the villagers here were related to Geng Hao's grandmother, so they had some connections with Geng Hao.

Another thing is that the villagers actually know in their hearts that when the villagers rammed the Donghuan Girl and Donghuan with dirt, they were definitely very immoral. After all, if you change to your own son, how would you feel?

However, there are ancient rules and legacy in the village that have lasted for hundreds or thousands of years.

After returning from the mountain, Wang Zan and the others went to the middle-aged man's home. On the way, they also chatted a few times. The man's Chinese name was Li Changyu, who was born and raised in the village. The village was called Barang Village. Historically, the village had been built in the Yuan Dynasty. In the past, when there were a large population, there were more than 200 families, but later they died. Especially in recent decades, most people moved out, leaving only their dozens and twenty families.

After all, this place is too remote. The electricity is only available in 50 or 7 years after relying on national policies. The villagers basically have no other livelihood except farming.

At Li Changyu's house, he was sleepy and tired after staying in the mountain for a day and a night. So Li Changyu asked his wife to make some porridge. After eating, they took a nap for a while and woke up after a few hours.

The mountain village in the early morning was still very quiet, full of the fragrance of soil and trees. The weather was very good, and the sky was clear and cloudless. It was not very cold.

Wang Zan sat on the bed, yawning. After a while, Li Changyu led an old man who was trembling when walking.

"This is our village chief and also the patriarch. Most of the people in the village have the surname Li, which is considered a clan relationship..." Li Changyu introduced it and said, "The old patriarch doesn't understand Mandarin. I'll just translate it to you."

"He knows what the Donghua Temple is?" Wang Zan asked.

Li Changyu nodded and said, "Of course I know. He was responsible for erecting the last Cave Flower Temple and burying it. It has never been passed since then. Only the old village chief himself understood it. He had said before that if he died, he would bring the rules of establishing the Cave Flower Temple into the coffin. Anyway, there are fewer and fewer people in the village and they are not available at all."

Wang Zan said "Oh" and then looked at the old village chief. The other party looked quite young, almost a hundred years old. However, his spirit was still good, and his eyes were not too turbid. Instead, he looked at Wang Zan with a scrutiny look.

"You ask him first, where did Donghua Temple come from? Only your village knows it..."
Chapter completed!