The story is not long and it ends here.
The Siren spread his hands: "The village chief said that this is a story in a record left by his ancestors. He felt that this was definitely not true, but outsiders, especially young people, like to listen to some bizarre things, so he chose the legend to tell me."
The main thing is that there is nothing to say about realistic things. There are few people in their village, so it is enough to be self-sufficient to grow some places by themselves. You can also cook wild game in the mountains and sell it to Longtou Town for some money.
Very simple life.
Zhao Mou thought for a moment, not knowing what he thought of, but just said: "In other words, the locals regard this legend as a pure story and do not take it seriously at all."
"Well, just like they disdained the story of the legend that there were many ghosts in the Dragon Ridge." said the Siren, "The village chief said that he lived in the mountains since he was a child, and he had never seen ghosts, nor did the villagers have ever seen ghosts."
"This is also the reason why the villagers are so relaxed and free." Song Xue continued.
They came early and spent most of their time looking for things, but when they first arrived, they had already inquired from the villagers about whether something strange happened in the village recently.
Everyone had the same caliber and said no. Song Xue looked into their eyes and found no traces of lying.
The customs of the people always reflect the living environment of the people. The people's enthusiasm and simplicity of the county villagers are not guarded against outsiders. I am afraid that not only have they never encountered ghosts, but they even have no experience of being cheated by outsiders.
"So that's it." Yu Xing said softly, but everyone present had good ears and was attracted by this sentence.
"What did you find?" Quinn's eyes widened curiously.
"I talked to the master of the opera troupe. There was something that made me a little confused at that time. Now I figured it out." Yu Xing didn't go around the corner and took the incense burner over. "This master's surname is Ma, and shadow plays are a family industry."
The Ma family in Longling was famous in the old days and was well-off. Not every family member had to do shadow puppetry business, but every head of the family must pass on the shadow puppetry.
The Ma family has produced many glamorous people, and many people don’t understand why the Ma family, which has achieved such a high success, wanted to allow the lower nine-rate industry to inherit the position of the head of the family at that time.
But this is the rules of the Ma family.
The master told Yu Xing that the people had withered, and mentioned a critical moment. During the generations of his ancestors, his wife and grandfather passed by the opera troupe and encountered a flood. Most of the opera troupe died, including the head of the Ma family at that time.
The grandfather and a few people fled, and were later elected as the new head of the family. Since then, the Ma family has been in bad luck and gradually declined.
"The flood at this node should be the water that happened between the Acid and the County." Yu Xing stared at the ordinary incense burner. "Although the opera troupe and the Sui and the County villagers didn't know each other, their fate might have started a long time ago."
"Wait, that grandpa, who is not like the sour and tribe, will he live again after his death?" The sirens appeared, "Is grandpa also rotten?"
"This master didn't say anything. No matter what, he couldn't talk about whether his ancestors were bad or not with me, the one who met him." Yu Xing chuckled and continued.
When the master was young, he followed his father around the world. At this moment, the Ma family had completely declined and the world was in chaos. In the past, the wealthy brothers had been cut off from contact with the head of the family. His father sold his old house and became a shadow puppet artist who wandered around.
Before each performance, my father would burn incense and tribute the group and asked him to worship together.
Then I don’t know when the incense burning process will be gone.
The master's father didn't tell him what happened, but he aged very quickly. Living to the age of fifty was considered a death sentence. From then on, the master made his own life and got married and had children. His son was rebellious and unwilling to do this job. He had a very chaotic personality. Once he offended someone and was hacked to death.
This information was said by Yu Xing lied that he wanted to make an old artist's life biography, and the master said.
When sharing, the master also emphasized: "Don't write about my son's embarrassing things... Alas, my disciples are all orphans without parents, and they are all very sensible."
The little girl who eavesdropped on the fourth apprentice was in tears, and the steady eldest apprentice also pursed her lips and turned her eyes red. Then she held back her tears when she saw the third apprentice making faces at her.
"The point is to stop worshiping and accelerate aging." Ren Yi finally intervened, "It is not certain that there is a clear connection between the two, but it is also a direction of thinking."
"Also, what happened, so that a person like the master's father who valued traditions directly gave up the habit of burning incense?" Song Xue said, "From the master's description, he did not remember any special events, otherwise he would not have been so lightly."
Zhao Mou pushed the thin-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose: "No need to worry about this for the time being. If this is important information, there will definitely be relevant factors after entering the copy. In reality, we can no longer continue to dig."
——This information is already the maximum extent that the master can reveal to strangers.
They need to infer the usage of the incense burner based on all the current information.
This incense burner was mostly used by the master's father, but it was later put into the bottom of the box. After changing the box, the master did not throw it away.
The stove was empty, with only a little solidified ashes remaining at the corners.
"If the incense burner has never been used again because of something, then we have to turn on the copy. Wouldn't it be better to use it again?" Quinn was puzzled, "But I burned incense and didn't react at all."
"That's why I said, the point is not to burn incense, but to worship." Yu Xing threw the incense burner back to this foreign child. "Respect our ancestors, summon our ancestors to protect us, and pray for the smooth performance, which is the reason for burning incense. Stop burning incense is nothing more than finding out that there is something wrong with the 'ances'."
question?
This reminds people of the legendary corpse, but if the ancestors and the sour people were the same as those of the tribe, why did the problems occur in the generation of the master's father?
The answer is not here.
After Yu Xing finished speaking, Zhao Mou already knew his thoughts: "Do you want to worship the shadow puppet we met?"
The fake old Huang they met on the way here is still in their backpack.
"Did you meet it too?" Song Xue asked casually, and thought of the key, "So that's it. Shadow puppets are the life of the Ma family for generations, and the people of the Sour and the county are living easily. Instead, the Ma family quickly declined. Compared to Sour and the county, the Ma family is more like the cursed one."
Since they cannot worship the ancestors of the Ma family in their later generations, they should settle for the second best and regard the shadow puppet as something related to the Ma family.
"Next, we just need to get the worship rules and do it ourselves, and we should be able to open the dungeon." Zhao Mou curled his lips, "Then I will have a good relationship with the opera troupe first..."
Yu Xing had already looked at him and was not suitable for him to go again, so he would draw the order of rituals to worship his ancestors.
Ren Yi stopped him.
I saw him take out a USB flash drive, connect Zhao Mou's information, and share a past document.
When Zhao Mou clicked and looked, Ren Yi explained: "I collected a lot of possible information on the way here, including the sacrifice method of crossing the Longling area. The worship of ancestors and gods is different, and there are also nuances in different industries. I have summarized them all."
Everyone: "..."
all?
Chapter completed!