I can recognize everything, but the information is wrong

As soon as he said this, Old Ran looked so happy that he almost stood up.

A burst of fragrance floated into the room from outside. Over there, his eldest cousin-in-law was holding a passing plate with another pot on it.

Waves of hot steam floated out of the pot, and a group of children followed behind his eldest cousin.

The group of children rushed over each other and said, "I want to drink too."

But Old Man Yu scolded: "There are no rules, why don't you take these brats out?"

The old woman took the children out of the house at this time. Over there, his eldest cousin put the passing plate on the table. When he lifted the lid, the thick soup was floating with meat foam. Old man Ran couldn't help but swallow it. saliva.

Tian Lin only glanced at it, hoping to avoid spitting out the food in his stomach.

When he opened his real eyes, what he saw was countless human faces distorted and wailing inside.

At this time, the fragrant smell floated in his nose, and Tian Lin just felt like nauseating.

Old man Ran saw that something was wrong with Tian Lin's face, so he explained to Tian Lin:

"This ginseng soup is a gift from the Qianshi Empress. Only during the annual god-sacrifice event, the Yu family has the opportunity to divide it according to the male gender, and each person can get a bowl."

Tian Lin heard this and knew that it was hard to refuse such kindness.

Over there, Old Man Yu had scooped up a bowl of ginseng soup and handed it to Tian Lin's hand.

Tian Lin thought about it carefully and waved to a little girl who poked her head outside the house.

The little girl came in, and Tian Lin smiled and asked her, "Have you ever tasted this soup?"

The little girl nodded repeatedly while swallowing her saliva, and shook her head hurriedly: "I just had a sip, and my father was reluctant to let me drink more."

Tian Lin smiled again and handed the bowl of ginseng soup to the little girl's hand.

The little girl was about to reach out to take it, but Old Man Yu slapped the table and scolded: "This is for entertaining guests, that's all. If you drink it, what will your Grandpa Tian drink?"

The corners of Old Ran's mouth twitched slightly. His old uncle promoted Tian Lin to a higher level in one sentence, making him Tian Lin's nephew.

This is nothing, but Tian Lin gave the ginseng soup in his hand to the Yu family's children, which was certainly Tian Lin's magnanimity.

But he, the uncle's nephew, only got a piece of the pie because of Tian Lin's success.

Tian Lin Zhuyu is in front. If he drinks the soup in the bowl, will he be scolded to death by his aunt and several cousins?

I thought that I would have to rely on the Yu family to sell mummies in the future, and this time I was here to sell walking corpses.

Old man Ran didn't dare to offend his uncle's family, so he could only reluctantly throw out his bowl of soup and pass it to the child.

Tian Lin stretched out his hand to stop Old Man Ran and said: "I am practicing a secret technique in the sect, so it is not easy to get involved in meat and fish for a while. But you are different, fellow Taoist. You have not practiced a secret technique, so you should not have these taboos."

Old man Ran suddenly realized what he said: "No wonder since I met Taoist Tian, ​​I only saw Taoist Tian eating water rice and making tea when he had nothing to do. It turned out to be because he practiced esoteric arts."

He explained to his old uncle: "The Taoist Immortal Sect's secret arts can only be practiced if they are valued by the elders in the sect. It can be seen that Taoist Tian's future is unlimited, so my old uncle should think of a way to let him participate in a god-sacrifice event." "

Tian Lin was just curious about this god-sacrifice activity, but now that he saw the ginseng soup given by Empress Qianshi, his curiosity has been diluted a lot.

He said simply: "If Fellow Daoist Yu feels embarrassed, that's okay. Tian is here to help Fellow Daoist Ran carry the corpse."

Old Man Yu looked at his nephew and said, "Put your corpse in my yard first. I will take you fellow Taoist Hotan to watch the ceremony later."

After speaking, he started to drink the soup. It’s both satisfying and sad for Tian Lin:

"I only get a little bit of this ginseng soup a year, so I'm not afraid of Taoist Fellow Tian's jokes. It's just a small pot in this house, and it's all from the rations of me and his older cousins."

Tian Lin glanced at the prompt word. Although the prompt word was tempting, Tian Lin had no appetite at all.

But he was surprised to find that after Old Man Ran took a sip of ginseng soup, the white hair on his face began to disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, Old Ran's white hair showed signs of turning black, and the wrinkles on his face were also reduced a lot.

His eyes were clear, and there were faint signs of a breakthrough in cultivation.

After only drinking half a bowl, Old Ran's face was radiant. After one bowl, Old Ran's figure seemed to be much taller and straighter.

"This bowl of soup can save my life."

After old man Ran licked the dishes clean, he suddenly started crying.

He stood up and bowed down to salute his old uncle first, and then bowed down to salute Tian Lin.

Tian Lin was not greeted by him and quickly stood up to avoid him.

Old Ran wiped away his tears and explained: "Fellow Taoist Tian, ​​don't laugh at me. In fact, this bowl of ginseng soup really saved my life.

You don’t know, we corpse chasers live in this mass burial place all year round and deal with mummies all day long. More or less, there is a hidden disease that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Such hidden diseases can no longer be cured by ordinary medicinal stones. I promised you a few days ago that we would venture into the Mass Burial Forest together because I knew I would not live more than a few years and wanted to leave a fortune to Huilong Village before I died.

Now with this bowl of ginseng soup, all the hidden diseases in the past are gone. In addition to being able to live another hundred or two hundred years, I still have hope to try my hand at the later stages of foundation building. "

Old Man Yu also sighed and said to Tian Lin:

"My nephew's qualifications cannot be said to be very good. But the fact that he was able to become the clan leader in Huilong Village and that he was able to reach the middle stage of Foundation Establishment shows that he is not a mediocre person.

It's a pity that he was born in Huilong Village, and it was Huilong Village that blocked his footsteps. "

Tian Lin didn't care how sad Old Ran's past was, and he couldn't sympathize with it, so he held up his hands and congratulated Old Ran: "Now that we have ginseng soup, fellow Taoist monks are relieved of all their hardships. I'm very happy and congratulated."

At this time, Old Man Yu finally asked the old woman outside: "Are the mourning clothes ready?"

The old woman over there went into the house and took out two sets of mourning clothes.

Old Yu took over the mourning clothes and handed one set to Tian Lin and the other to Old Ran.

Listen to Old Man Yu explain to Tian Lin: "Thousand Master Empress's rituals of worshiping gods are never allowed to be observed by outsiders. Therefore, fellow Taoists need to wear the mourning clothes of my Yu family to pretend to be my Yu family."

Tian Lin nodded. He knew that in funerary science, there were many rules about recognizing clothes but not people.

The set of mourning clothes in my hand must have been worn by one of Old Man Yu's brothers during his lifetime.

The clothes left behind their scent, and the spirits of the ancestors of the Yu family and the ghosts and gods worshiped by the Yu family would judge the identity of the other party based on this smell.

At this time, the three of them went out to change into mourning clothes. A group of children who had been waiting outside the house ran into the main room and grabbed the empty bowls of Ran and Yu.

Old Man Yu's was better. There were oil stains left by the ginseng soup on the bottom of the bowl and on the chopsticks.

Only the child who grabbed Old Ran's pair of bowls and chopsticks couldn't help but cursed: "Damn it, why is the bowl full of saliva?"

Old Ran, who was changing mourning clothes with Tian Lin in the side room, blushed. He was afraid that Tian Lin would laugh at him, so he hurriedly spoke to distract Tian Lin:

"Each village actually has activities to worship gods, but the Yu family's activities to worship gods are different. After all, Qianshi Empress is a superior god, she responds to mortals and can issue decrees."

Tian Lin heard this and asked him: "Then how are the levels of gods divided into mass burial sites?"

Old Man Ran was speechless for a moment and said: "Before the mass burial land was not a burial place, the gods with official titles were all superior gods. But later, the dynasty established on the mass burial land fell and after it became a dead land, the level of the gods The division is messed up. My cultivation level is too low, so I don’t know much about it.”

Old man Yu in the outer room did not change into mourning clothes because he was already wearing mourning clothes.

After waiting for a while, he finally waited until Tian Lin and Old Ran came out hand in hand.

"I have already told Muramasa, and he agreed to let you two watch the ceremony.

However, when observing the ceremony, do not get close, talk too much, or move around. "

Tian Lin nodded, and Old Man Yu led the two of them out of the door worriedly.

At this time, a group of men from Yujia Village gathered on the path at the entrance of the village, but not a single woman or girl appeared in the village.

The doors of each house are closed at this time, and incense sticks are placed at the door.

Old man Ran noticed that Tian Lin was looking at the incense sticks at the door of each house, so he said to Tian Lin:

"The odd one among the three incense sticks with flat heads is the peace incense. The peace incense means to pray for safety, and also means to observe whether there is danger——

If one of the three incense sticks suddenly burns very quickly and becomes shorter than the other two, it means that a big disaster is coming and evil spirits are coming to your door. "

Tian Lin heard this and asked Old Man Ran: "I remember when my sect elder lit the peace incense, my fellow Taoist said that my sect elder's peace incense was different. What was that?"

Old man Ran said: "The senior elder of your sect is not like an elder of the Taoist sect, but more like an elder of the Xiangxi sect. The Ping'an incense in his hand has already exceeded the original intention of Ping'an's incense.

The peace incense was originally inserted in front of the coffin, and the corpse exorcists used it to observe whether the corpse in the coffin was used for deception.

But Elder Gao used peace incense to force peace, turning a group of zombies into sleeping corpses. "

Tian Lin thought for a while and finally understood what Mr. Ran said.

This seems to have the meaning of reverse cause and effect——

The peace incense will keep the three incense burning at the same time because the sleeping corpse is not a dead body.

But Elder Gao used the peace incense ignited at the same time to force the body of the cheating corpse to sleep.

"Our Elder Gao, one of the five heretical disciplines practiced in the sect is funerary science. So it is not surprising that she is so perfect in the art of burning incense."

Tian Lin said nonsense and followed Old Man Yu to the entrance of the village.

As outsiders, the two of them did not force their way into the crowd.

Instead, he was ranked at the bottom like other boys.

The children were chatting, and the adults in front were also chatting, but no one said anything about how to worship Qianshi Empress.

Just when Tian Lin felt bored, a middle-aged man from the south of the village ran over and shouted: "No, someone in the village has hanged himself!"

An adult in the crowd said, "What should we do? In just one month, thirty people have been hanged."

Someone else said: "I just said, don't offend the Fox God. Now the Fox God is coming for revenge."

"what to do?"

"Of course I'm going to invite the Qianshi Empress."

This group of people talked neatly, and their expressions were extremely calm when they talked about the death and going to invite the Qianshi Empress.

Tian Lin couldn't understand what they were doing at first, but later when he saw some people taking out suonas from their storage bags, he realized that they were now 'inviting gods'.

The conversation just now was just a performance procedure before inviting the gods.