Lu Zhengkang greets the little monkey, not one in particular, but the children of the macaque group who live in the mountains and forests. They squeak and scream, jump to Lu Zhengkang''s side and circle around him.


    Yu Dong looked at him in a daze. He said to Lu Zhengkang, "Wu Zhu, last night, I saw a city on the mountain. 】He uses his heart seal to transmit sound, which is a new fashion in Yujia village.


    Lu Zhengkang uses his fingers to poke the monkey''s cheek pouch. It''s really meaty. The little monkey''s food pouch has not yet developed, so it''s not particularly interesting to feel it. [yes, there is a city that is not complete yet. How about a year or two later? Maybe, at that time, there will be a city for the dead to live in. 】


    [is it the prefecture? 】


    [almost. It''s just my hell. 】Lu Zhengkang drove the monkeys away. They were always careless, and they tried to pry away Lu Zhengkang''s pants to find out the secret, "your name is Yu Dong, right?"


    "Yes, I wish you remember me."


    "Yu Lian''s son." Lu Zhengkang sat down beside Yu Dong. They were halfway up the mountain. Looking down, they could see rows of earth burial bags. However, if they raised their heads a little, they could see the valley in the mountains not far away. There were a group of animals drinking water by the river. The mountain haze covered them. They couldn''t see clearly. The river surface was flowing and wrinkled, reflecting the dense golden light, which came in through the gaps of the clouds and reflected in people''s eyes, It seems that you can feel the wild fox breaking the water with its soft pink tongue. The ripples spread on the cheek, like a spring breeze.


    Lu Zhengkang said with a smile, "tonight, get ready to worship your ancestor god. I promise you that I will do it."


    Yu Dong is very formal. He doesn''t know how to speak. The young man''s eyes are open. His skin is like his father''s, and he is tanned. He is only nine years old, and his water is very good. His eyes are clear and happy with the sea, but sometimes he is covered by storms.


    "What do you think?" Lu Zhengkang asked in a warm voice.


    Yu Dong pursed his mouth, his mind is still the scene of last night, the kind of light, detached from the world, vulgar and crude restrictions, Yu Dong used to see the shabby shack at home, everything seems to be stained with dust, damp, too cold or muggy, five colors, five senses and five tastes, the world gives people the feeling like a huge whirlpool of rotating sea, he is the world of countless water ghosts 1、 Now, when he saw the moon on the water, he only yearned for it.


    "Wu Zhu, I want to be as powerful as you. I don''t want to cut the fish, cut the fish open and dry the fish every day. I don''t want to wash clothes with Eminem every day. I don''t want to take care of my little sister. I''m not I don''t think they''re bad, I''m just bored. I want to go to the other side of the mountain and have a look. I don''t want to stay by the sea all the time. Wu Zhu, what''s on the other side of the mountain


    Lu Zhengkang blinked, "the other side of the mountain is still the mountain. What you want to see is actually people living elsewhere, right?"


    "Yes In Yu Dong''s eyes, spring blossoms.


    Lu Zhengkang snorted and looked at the river valley in the distance. "There will be a chance. There will be a chance. "


    Yu Dong asked eagerly, "when can I get it?"


    Lu Zhengkang suddenly pointed at the boy''s eyebrow and taught him the Red River walking method. A bright rose red river rushed out of the boy''s heart, just like a river man across the sky. He was a boat drifting with the current in the river and a fish swimming in the water. In a moment, the world in front of him was dim, and he fell into deep sleep.


    Yu Lian came with his fellow countrymen. Lu Zhengkang had already sent a letter to him asking him to pick up his son. The fisherman''s face was embarrassed. Seeing his fainting son, his face was even more livid. He pursed his mouth to Lu Zhengkang. What he wanted to say was that he was timid and did not dare to say.


    Don''t worry. Your son is very interesting. 】Lu Zhengkang warms his voice, picks up Yu Dong and puts him in Yu Lian''s arms. Go back. Next time tell him not to run around in the middle of the night. It''s not safe in the woods. 】


    Yu Lian nods fiercely, < today, he must be told to blossom! 】


    Lu Zhengkang was so amused that he burst into laughter. The fishermen were all in a daze, so they had to laugh along with him. Yu Lian also laughed. He looked down at his son''s eyes, full of doting.


    The night of the seventh day came quickly, and the altar had been arranged long ago. Although Lu Zhengkang said that as long as there was a table for offering, a number of incense and candles, and the offerings were optional, the villagers did their best to dry it in the shade. If it wasn''t too firm, they used less firm wood. Sheep were replaced by a whale shark. Pigs were wild, so they chopped off their heads and each one was wide In the light of the fire, young people carrying sacrifices step by step on the altar, black blood dripping all the way from the edge of the wooden plate.


    Each family put together the incense candle, and the scale is not small. At the foot of the mountain, Lu Zhengkang saw the bright fire of the coastal fishing village, and they also lit bonfires, so as not to lose sight of the road in the dark.


    Lu Zhengkang gently summoned Yu Xun to come over from the other end of the mountain. He was wrapped in the netherworld.


    Yin Qi, ghost Yin Qi, and human Yang Qi correspond to each other, but they are different from the concept of yin and Yang in Xiuzhen terminology. In Xiuzhen, yin and Yang represent the opposite attributes of things, such as cold and hot, life and death, and so on. They are two logical contradictions that can not be simply referred to when the universe develops to Taiji stage.The Yin Qi here is just a kind of aura that pervades the world. It is the material basis of the existence of soul and spirit, and it is the magic power of Ghosts - lacking in essence, only God and spirit. This kind of magic power is relatively inferior. Otherwise, it''s hard for the evil spirits to be holy. They are too few and can''t evolve normally. When they have their own inner universe, their mana will be similar to that of ordinary monks.


    The underworld can act as the inner universe of ghosts, the ghost generals of the underworld, and the normal practitioners with different strength.


    Lu Zhengkang is standing beside Yu Xun. The totem ancestor god, about Zhang tall, holds six arms and looks at the fishing village that belongs to his descendants. Yu Xun, it is a collection of obsessions. All the Yu family members who make up it have died, leaving it as the protector of the lineage.


    Let''s go. 】


    Lu Zhengkang is here. He walks slowly. Yu Xun takes the lead. His spirit is frivolous and runs like the wind. In the blink of an eye, he arrives at the sacrificial altar. His appearance causes the clumps of bonfires. The bright orange flames burst out and turn to green. The surrounding temperature drops slowly and it is cold and humid.


    At this time, the wine was fragrant, the fire was warm, and the crowd was excited. In an instant, it was quiet, like a dead night, and no one spoke.


    The village head looks at the ancestral God blankly. Lu Zhengkang is still on his way here. He will leave some time for the villagers to get familiar with their totem.


    Several old people gathered together. One of them had inherited the priesthood''s family, so he stood up, put up his sword finger and asked Yu Xun, "Why are you here?"


    Yu Xun''s dull voice is like a wave, "I am the ghost of Yu family."


    "Are you willing to receive the incense from our family?"


    "I promise."


    "Er Ke is willing to help my family, organize Feng Shui, maritime auspicious?"


    "I promise."


    "Can you accept the order of the witch?"


    "I''ve been there ever since."


    The old man turned back and said to the villagers, "this is the incarnation of the ancestors of the Yu family, the sons, burning incense and worshiping."


    The atmosphere immediately became hot again. In the thick incense fire, Yu Xun breathed deeply. The red light from his whole body shone on the coast, like a bright star on the earth. In the red light, the villagers were fanatical and confused, kneeling on the ground, not living in plastic film worship.


    The village head pulled the old man in the rescue field, "Uncle Di, you are really a stick!"


    The old man touched his forehead and said, "I''m scared, I''m scared!"