Chapter 190 Visiting Hu’s Ancestral Temple at Night

Author: Yijie Jingfu

Chapter 190 Visiting Hu’s Ancestral Temple at Night

Shen Boyuan had a different view, "The lakeside is not safe after all. It would be better to let Fang Linxiao follow us for extra protection."

After all, in his opinion, none of the four masters and disciples of Mingzhuo can fight. No matter how powerful Zhuang Xun is, he may not be able to hold the four of them at bay.

He is a teaching assistant and must always keep in mind to ensure the safety of students to the maximum extent.

As he spoke, he walked towards the village. On the dark streets, every door was closed.

It was only seven or eight o'clock, and the lights in most people's houses had already been turned off, with no light shining through; even if there was light in the house, it was very weak.

Several people walked around and checked out the village, but they didn't see a single ghost.

You know, even if there are evil spirits and evil spirits, it won't come out at this point. It will always have to wait until midnight when the Yin Qi is at its strongest.

Chu Yuqi suddenly smiled and said confidently: "Should we check that house?"

She raised her hand and pointed, but it was the small house that Tian Mingzhao asked about.

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On the other side, Zhuang Xun asked: "Why don't we take a look at that small house?"

Fang Linxiao: "Yes, there is something weird about that house! I can feel the presence of Yin Qi!"

Mingzhao said casually: "It will be the same if we look at it tomorrow. Forget it tonight, let's go to the lake first."

I actually saw the lake during the day, but there was really nothing interesting to see. Except for the gloomy air that filled the air again at night, there was nothing special about it.

Zhuang Xun looked at the lake and was eager to try: "Do you want to find a boat and go to the lake to have a look? This lake is very abnormal. There is quite a lot of yin and evil energy in it."

The Yang Qi was too strong during the day, and coupled with the clever Feng Shui strategy, the things at the bottom of the lake were suppressed, but they escaped at night.

No wonder resentment can be condensed into lines, and it is scary to walk around the village.

He was so courageous, but He Wangyao couldn't stand it. At such a dark night, he sailed a boat into a lake where he knew there was a ghost. Was he crazy?

Based on his experience from watching TV, he bet that if he looked at the bottom of the lake at night, he would be able to see the evil ghosts all over the lake eye to eye.

"It's better not to do it. The boss must have other arrangements."

I thought that you should at least have a configuration of three men and four men, but in one sentence, the death value and cannon fodder value were maxed out.

Li Wenhe glanced at Mingzhao, who was looking into the distance, and thought, "He Wangyao is right, just take a boat to the lake, because the place we want to go is the Hu family's ancestral temple."

A few people suddenly remembered that Mingzhao had said in the afternoon that they would visit the ancestral hall in the evening.

Although they didn't quite understand how this was related to the Hu Ancestral Temple, everyone unanimously decided to go there to see what was going on.

Mingzhuo asked He Wangyao and Pei Di to turn off the flashlights, "What we want is to hide people's eyes and ears. It's not good to be so conspicuous."

He Wangyao was most afraid of the dark. Without the light source, he suddenly looked like a confused baby and quickly hugged Pei Di's arm.

A few people walked quickly and soon arrived at the edge of the ancestral hall.

It can be seen that the ancestral hall was newly built at the back, with upturned eaves and carved beams and painted pillars. It is quite gorgeous and quite expensive.

The driver who sent them here said that Xianyuan Village was poor, but that doesn't seem to be the case.

Zhuang Xun stepped forward to check, "The door is locked."

Fang Linxiao: "Then how do we get in? Do we have to go back to the village to steal the key?"

He accidentally lost his mind.

Mingzhao sighed and didn't say anything more. He just called Pei Di.

Pei Di immediately stood up and held his hands, "Come on."

Mingzhuo stepped on Pei Di's hand and climbed up the three-meter-high wall in a few steps.

The coordinated movements of the two people were done in one go, with smooth flow, and the level of proficiency and tacit understanding was jaw-dropping.

Mingzhao climbed onto the wall and did not go down immediately. Instead, he stepped back and crouched on the wall, then hooked his hand downwards.

Li Wenhe pushed up his glasses, took a few steps back to start running, and then used his strength to step on Pei Di's hand. Before exhaustion, he was caught by Ming Zhao and lifted up the wall.

Zhuang Xun & Fang Linxiao: "..."

They never expected that Pei Di, who they considered to be the least powerful, could play such a role and come in handy at critical moments.

The last few people climbed up the wall. When He Wangyao was lifted up by Ming Zhuo, he almost cried. The hand holding him was solid and strong, which gave him a sense of security. The boss was the boss. He was really extraordinary. He was a useless person.

The house also experienced the experience of flying over the eaves and walking over the walls.

Fang Linxiao saw Mingzhao put down the rope. After thinking about it, he felt it looked familiar. Isn't this from the village chief's yard?

He looked at Ming Zhuo with admiration, Teacher Ruan turned out to be so foresight.

After entering the house, their sight was blocked by the tall courtyard wall, so a few people dared to turn on their mobile phone flashlights.

The ancestral hall has three courtyards and wing rooms on both sides. It has water and electricity connections and is even equipped with a kitchen.

Li Wenhe walked to the left wing and was stunned for a moment.

Zhuang Xun walked over from the right wing and glanced at it, "Hey, there's another bed here."

Pei Di: "Then they will enjoy it quite a bit. After playing cards, they can rest here and take a nap."

He Wangyao originally thought not to look around, but after hearing what Pei Di said, he looked over curiously.

Seeing this, he took a deep breath and said, "Do you think this bed is placed here for the villagers to sleep on?"

"Otherwise, the bed is just for sleeping."

He Wangyao: "..."

Did you know that there are a lot of the same model in this type of bed ghost movie? For ordinary people who can hold it and still sleep, they will feel sinister at first glance, okay?

Fang Linxiao thought for a moment and said: "It may be an old antique in the village. This is normal. After all, to develop tourism, this kind of bed should be reserved for people to see. There is also a sedan chair on the right."

When He Wangyao heard this, he felt even more furious. He didn't want to see the side room anymore and followed Ming Zhuo directly to the main hall.

As soon as I entered, my heart skipped a beat.

This is the last place to enter the hall, and it is also the place where the ancestral tablets are placed.

The vermilion tablets spread from the top of the altar table to the wall, and they are so crowded that one look at them will make one's scalp numb, and two glances will make one have nightmares.

He Wangyao felt so panicked that he didn't dare to look at the memorial tablet, so he could only look to both sides. This sight made him so frightened that he almost died on the spot.

The walls were covered with deceased photos, all of them looking lifelessly at the uninvited guests.

For a moment, he doubted those eyes would move.

Mingzhao pulled him and said, "Don't look at it if you're afraid."

He Wangyao suppressed the panic in his heart and said to himself, "My boss is here, why should I be afraid of you?" He used his mobile phone to illuminate Mingzhao and looked at them one by one.

The lives of those people in the front are very ordinary, but the later they go, the more extraordinary they become. Many people have passed the Jinshi examination and become officials, and the last picture shows a number one scholar.

The ancients did not have any photos, only portraits. The pressure in He Wangyao's heart suddenly eased a lot.

"The number one scholar was quite impressive. He left behind a lot of family training and rules, and also made all the men in the village study. No wonder the reading culture in the village is good."

Mingzhao smiled lightly and said, "Really? I don't think so."

The two of them have reached the end, and there is still a small aisle left behind the memorial tablet wall, which is the real outer wall.

Mingzhao walked over and opened the window on the wall, and a gust of wind mixed with the smell of water hit his face.
Chapter completed!