Mr. Wang walked to the front of the wooden door, and for some reason, a very quaint key suddenly appeared in his hand, and then inserted it into an old-fashioned lock in the center of the wooden door.

A click.

The lock was opened, and Mr. Wang did not rush to push the door open, but bent down and bowed to the ground.

Mr. Zhao and others following him also knelt down one after another. There was no preparation on the ground, but it was extremely clean.

Zhao Tiezhu hurriedly followed his parents and knelt down.

"The descendants of the Zhao family's xxx generation, Zhao Wu, Zhao Meiqin, Zhao Meifeng, Zhao Dong, Zhao Chun, Zhao Ergou, Zhao Tiezhu. Kowtow to the ancestors and ancestors!" After Wang Lao said that, he did not bow, but Zhao Lao and others bowed down one after another, stretched their hands forward, and almost all of them were pressed to the ground.

Zhao Tiezhu naturally followed the example. The rules of this big family are different from those of ordinary people. Before entering the door, they must worship at the door first. When they go in later, they may be complicated.

After praying for three times, Mr. Wang stood up, and Zhao Laifu quickly walked to Mr. Zhao and helped Mr. Zhao up. Naturally, some other old people came forward to help them up, and those who helped them were all Zhao's family members from different generations.

"Enter the beginning! See you, ancestors and sects!" Wang Lao said, while opening the door and then walked in first.

Mr. Zhao and others followed him and walked in, while Zhao Tiezhu and others walked in the last time. As for the others, they could only stand at the door and couldn't enter the room.

As soon as Zhao Tiezhu entered the ancestral hall, he felt a faint fragrance. In front of him, there was a very large table. The table was in the shape of a rectangular body and was divided into three levels. There were the most tablets under the first level, while in the second level, there were obviously much fewer. When it was the third level, there were only cool tablets with some ancient characters written on it. Zhao Tiezhu could not fully recognize it, but the word Zhao could be seen vaguely.

This is the tablet of the ancestors of the Zhao family.

The moment Zhao Tiezhu saw these tablets, his whole body became solemn. It was these people who created an unprecedented foundation for the Zhao family. And what flowed on him was their bloodline.

"The descendants of the Zhao family..." Old Wang closed his eyes slightly, stood in front of the table, whispering something while shaking the bell. Zhao Tiezhu was standing in the back, not very clear, and many words sounded very bitter and difficult to understand. Zhao Tiezhu wondered whether he was speaking classical Chinese?

About five minutes after Mr. Wang thought about it, Zhao Tiezhu saw the person in front of him kneeling down again, and then Zhao Tiezhu hurriedly knelt down.

Next, I bow three times.

Then he stood up and continued to listen to Mr. Wang's recitation. After five minutes of recitation, Mr. Zhao walked aside, took out a handful of incense from a bag, then lit it, and inserted it on the incense burner in the middle.

The rising blue smoke emitted a pleasant smell.

Mr. Wang walked to the side and lit the candle in front of each plaque. According to Zhao Tiezhu's understanding, this should be a soul-summoning. To put it simply, it is to attract all the souls of the ancestors and then look at the descendants of the Zhao family. Of course, these are all idealistic things, just a tradition. As for whether they can really attract souls, no one knows.

After the candles were all lit, the light in the whole room seemed a little strange. It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was about to set. The sunlight slowly turned yellow, and through the hollow carvings around the room, it penetrated into the ancestral hall. The candlelight was also yellow, but it was different from the yellow of the sunlight. The images generated under the interweaving make people feel a little dazzled.

After Mr. Zhao took off the incense, he retreated, and then Zhao Meiqin and other heads of the branches went up to look. Soon, the entire incense burner was filled with incense, and the fragrance in the room suddenly became very strong.

Zhao Ergou also went up to burn incense at the end, and then Ye Qingxia did not go up, but Zhao Tiezhu turned directly. Zhao Tiezhu thought that only people with the blood of the Zhao family could burn incense, otherwise they would not have been able to burn incense by their mothers and Cao Ziyi.

After the incense, another large number of obscure scripture-like things were read from Mr. Wang's mouth. The sound was very mysterious, making people feel drowsy, but it was a very comfortable feeling of drowsy. But if you really wanted to let you sleep, you couldn't sleep, because one or two words that stimulate your nerves often popped up in the scripture-like things, and you could wake up all of a sudden, and then fall asleep all of a sudden. Anyway, it was to make your mental things confused. When Zhao Tiezhu didn't pay attention at first, he was confused, but after he paid attention, he would be fine. After all, Zhao Tiezhu's willpower is also very strong. As for Mr. Zhao and others, perhaps because they had heard it many times, there was no other reaction.

This passage lasted for ten minutes. After reading it, Mr. Wang asked everyone to kneel down, then bowed three times, and then knelt on the ground. Mr. Wang continued to recite the passage.

I kept chanting for twenty minutes, but Mr. Wang didn't mean to let everyone stand up. If a person kneels for ten or twenty minutes, it would be very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Zhao Tiezhu is in good health, while the other old people have no other expressions, and they all have a calm expression.

In twenty-five minutes, Mr. Wang asked everyone to stand up and then read, "Directors and daughters-in-law of the Zhao family, pay homage to the ancestors and ancestors!"

At this time, Ye Qingxia followed Cao Ziyi. The two of them were expensive on a soft pad in front of the table. Then Mr. Wang stood in front of them, shaking them with bells, muttering something in his mouth, but this time it was very fast. It took about three minutes to read the scriptures, and then Mr. Wang asked the two to burn incense, but the position of the two incense was different from that of Zhao Tiezhu and others. They directly wiped the incense on the pillar next to them.

Afterwards, under the instructions of Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhao walked to the table and knelt down, and then said, "The Zhao family, Zhao Wu, the second generation descendant of Shenzhou, now with the third generation descendant Zhao Ergou and the fourth generation descendant Zhao Tiezhu, bowed to the ancestors and ancestors. Due to various hardships, Zhao Ergou and Zhao Tiezhu left the Zhao family. Now, thanks to the blessing of his ancestors, the two returned to the Zhao family safely. Therefore, please ask the ancestors and ancestors to ask whether to let the two return."

As he said that, Old Zhao threw two wooden objects on the ground.

One faces up and the other faces up.
Chapter completed!