Everyone was uproaring, and the old man asked, "How did you find this place? What methods did you... come in? What are you going to do when you come in?"

Xu Zhigang was about to answer, but Du Wanzhen interrupted and said, "How old are you?"

"How old are you?" The old man was stunned and looked at Du Wanzhen in confusion. However, when Xu Zhi mentioned his age, the old man suddenly woke up. He looked at Xu Zhiruyu's appearance and shouted again, "You...you..."

"Second Uncle..." Du Wanzhen laughed and said, "Did you look familiar with him?"

"Yes...yes!" the old man nodded, "He looks very similar to Wan Chen."

"Yes! It's been seventeen years!" Du Wanzhen looked at Xu Zhi, with tears in his eyes and said, "I have almost forgotten the faces of my brother and my sister!!! Child, are you... you here to look for your relatives?"

Xu Zhi bit his lip and nodded fiercely, "Yes! I know my surname is the capital, and I know that my bloodline is rare in the world, so I found this place and wanted to see if my roots are here..."

"You must be from the surname Du, and your root must be in Dingxian Mountain, otherwise you would not have come out of the Thunder Pool! You would not have looked so similar to my brother and my sister!!!"

"Wow..." Renshou cried again.

Du Wanzhen glanced at Du Shanqi and said, "Give Renshou him, he should be your cousin Sun Jun!"

"Just... that..." Du Shanqi said in surprise, "Du Shanjun who was put into the Thunder Pool?"

"That's right!" Du Wanzhen looked at Du Shanqi and said lightly, "Don't say you haven't had this idea!"

"No, no!" Du Shanqi's face turned pale and he waved his hand quickly, and then said to Du Shanyue next to him, "Give Renshou to Brother Shanjun!"

Xu Zhi took Renshou, immediately took out the silver needle and applied it to several acupoints. It was also magical. After a few injections, Renshou's crying subsided and he gradually fell asleep, but his little face was still hot.

Xu Zhi returned the child to Du Shanyue and said, "The child's cold wind and cold enters the body. Because it has been delayed for a long time, the fever will subside. Now you go home immediately and wipe the child's body with warm water. The body temperature will drop in about an hour. If it cannot drop, come to me again!"

"Thank you, thank you..." Du Shanyue was overjoyed.

"But..." Xu Zhi looked at Du Shanyue who was happy and changed the subject, "The child's cold disease is a minor disease. His biggest problem is...congenital heart disease. If he had not undergone surgery before the age of three, he would probably not live to be twelve years old..."

"Ah?" Du Shanyue was shocked.

"Don't be afraid!" Xu Zhi hurriedly comforted again, "This operation is very simple and doesn't cost much!"

"But..." Du Shanqi looked at Du Wanzhen and stuttered, "We can't..."

Du Wanzhen waved his hand to stop Du Shanqi and said, "Don't worry about this matter. Go back first to lower Renshou's body temperature. He is the blood of our Du family. I will not be so inhumane to the old patriarch. I will find a way!"

When Du Shanqi and Du Shanyue took Du Renshou with him, the old man looked at Du Wanzhen and smiled and said, "Wanzhen, today is a happy couple. First, Shanjun came back safely after leaving Dingxian Mountain for seventeen years. Second, you took over as the head of the Du family. If it were the past, the entire Dingxian Mountain would have been prepared for ten days to celebrate for you. Now that my family members have withered, the celebration ceremony is forgot, you should hurry up and take the head's remains to the ancestral temple and carry out the ceremony of succession, right?"

"Sunjun is back, your heart is untied!" The woman also smiled beside her, "Let him watch the ceremony for his parents!"

"It just so happens..." the other person also echoed, "You can be the leader of the clan and you can also be the master to pardon Shanying. I haven't seen this poor child for ten years."

"Uncle Second..." Du Wanzhen did not agree easily, but looked at everyone and whispered to the old man, "Is the number of people here enough to stimulate the clan book?"

"I don't know either..." the old man smiled bitterly, "You try it first. If it doesn't work, I'll look for it tomorrow!"

"Then let's talk about it tomorrow..." Du Wanzhen took advantage of the situation and said, "It's a big deal to change the clan leader in the clan after all..."

"Don't!" The old man was afraid of the long night and dreams, so he grabbed Du Wanzhen's hand without hesitation and said, "Wanzhen, since you know that changing the clan leader is a major event within the clan, then you can't delay it! The clan leader is dead, and we can't stay in Dingxian Mountain for a day without the clan leader. It would be fine if we didn't know before, but now we know it, it's better to make sure it is early!"

"Okay... OK!" Seeing that the old man saw through his thoughts, Du Wanzhen had nodded and agreed.

No one can get close to the ancestral temple behind the stone tablet without the patriarch's consent. Now that Du Wanzhen wants to take over as patriarch, everyone will naturally enter the ancestral temple. Xu Zhi followed everyone past the stone tablet and walked along the mountain road. After only ten minutes, he turned a corner and was facing a bluestone building worth more than ten feet in size. Xu Zhi glanced at him and took a breath of air conditioning.

The bluestone building is naturally the ancestral temple of the Du family, but this ancestral temple is different from other buildings in Xu Zhi's impression. The ancestral temple is not a palace style, nor a temple style, nor a common ancestral hall. At first glance, the ancestral temple is built against the mountain and surrounded by mountains on three sides. If you look carefully, you will find that under the ancestral temple, thirty or forty bluestones that are dozens of feet in size poked out from the hillside, setting the ancestral temple in mid-air.

The style of the ancestral temple is somewhat similar to a beehive. From one side, it looks oval, but when it goes to the other side, it turns into a hexagon. What makes Xu Zhi even more puzzled is that the ancestral temple is made of bluestone, and the big stone is half a meter long, and each big stone is piled together like the pyramids in Egypt. There is no cement or other bond between the cracks, but the stones are tightly tucked into pieces and are extremely perfectly built.

Before walking to the ancestral temple, four bluestone pillars poked out from the mountain peak. At the end of the pillar was a diamond-shaped portal, which should be the gate of the ancestral temple. There were no other windows or other objects around the portal, and it was also pitch black inside and there was no light.

Du Wanzhen and others walked to the bluestone pillar, stopped, bowed their heads and bowed to the ancestral temple before stepping onto the bluestone.

After entering the ancestral temple, Xu Zhi suddenly found that it was divided into three floors, with some rooms on each floor separated by bluestone. These rooms looked different in size from the outside, and there was some light input next to the separated rooms. Xu Zhi could not release his spiritual consciousness. He didn't understand how the bluestone buildings that looked tightly sewn outside, how could there be light coming in? Since there was light, what would it rain? Is rain water flowing in?

However, Xu Zhi didn't think too much about anything else. His eyes were attracted by a wall facing the gate of the ancestral temple. The wall was about nine feet in size, and a large character appeared on the bluestone on it. This large character was different from any font Xu Zhi saw. However, when Xu Zhi's eyes fell, the large character actually came into his mind, allowing him to clearly know that it was a character "du"! On this wall, the light shining on the ancestral temple fell mysteriously in the various parts of the big character. Although the bluestone was light, the light could reflect, and a little bit of fireflies shone in the light.

Below the wall are some stone carved tablets, because they are old and cannot see the handwriting clearly. The tablets are not only under the walls facing each other, but also on the walls around them. In addition to stone carved, the tablets also contain jade, bamboo, and wood. However, no matter what material is made of, they all exudes a kind of death spirit. Although there is no spider web dust in the entire ancestral temple, the decay and decay are obvious at a glance.

There was a bluestone altar in front of the tablet, which was rectangular. There were three incense burners on it. There were incense candles on the incense burners and they were not lit. However, a faint fragrance still spread in the entire ancestral temple. There was a cushion in front of the altar. At this time, an old man with white hair and beard was already curled up and lay there. Seeing the man put the corpse of the old patriarch on the cushion in front of the altar, Du Wanzhen said to the old man: "Second uncle, there are many etiquettes to take over as the patriarch. Let's keep it simple!"

"Oh, what else can I do if I don't follow the simplicity?" the old man sighed and said, "I have read the classics of the clan before. Taking over as the clan leader is the most solemn thing in Dingxian Mountain. On that day, the descendants of the 73 villages in Dingxian Mountain had to live in front of the ancestral temple. There were no less than a hundred people participating in the ceremonial guards. Now, look, how many villages are left in Jiufeng? How many people can we gather?"

The old man turned around and talked about dozens of people, saying, "Although I am not the oldest, I know all about the affairs of the clan. I am presided over the etiquette of Wan Zhen as the clan leader. Do you have any opinions?"

"No, no..." The few people who followed Du Wanzhen answered first, and the others agreed.

So the old man knelt down first, kowtowed nine times, and said, "The ancestors of the Du family have been above all dynasties, and the unfilial descendants of Du Yaohong are here to report to all the ancestors... My Du family has a book that contains the 1,274th generation of patriarch Du Yaowei, who died of his life. Now Du Wanzhen takes over as the 1,275th generation of patriarch... The ancestors of the previous generations have blessed my descendants for prosperity for generations..."

Speaking of prosperity for generations, even Du Yaohong's voice is a little bit small.

After Du Yaohong finished speaking, he finally said, "Etiquette is completed, nine kowtows, please book the ancestors!"

So, everyone, including Xu Zhi, knelt down in front of the confession, respectfully kowtowed nine times, and then, starting from Du Wanzhen, everyone bit their index fingers and dripped blood in the incense burner in the middle.

As the blood dripped in, the fragrance of the incense burner became stronger, and a faint light appeared. A star of blood red began to condense faintly in the air directly above the incense burner. However, the blood red was very dim, which was worse than the fluorescence of fireflies.

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