The two of them took a tea break and arrived in front of an ancient ancestral hall. The ancestral hall was backed by a green mountain and surrounded by trees on three sides. The sun could not shine into the ancestral hall. A bluestone path led to the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Nanfeng walked quickly to the ancestral hall while talking about the history of the ancestral hall: "This is the ancestral hall of our Shuangzi Village. It worships our ancestors and people who have contributed to the village in the past. It is also the most sacred place in the village. If there is any dispute in the village,
It will all be handled at the ancestral hall."
Bai Ye's expression became solemn, making Nan Feng smile from ear to ear: "Why are you so nervous? Just relax and smile."
Nan Feng made a face at Bai Ye, which made Bai Ye look sideways and couldn't help but laugh. This girl is really weird.
Walking into the ancestral hall, Bai Ye saw a masked man wearing a cloak standing in front of the memorial tablet. He could not see his face clearly. He placed his hands flat in front of him and leaned on a black gold crutch. Bai Ye had focused on him since he entered the door.
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"village head."
Nanfeng smiled and said hello to the masked man, then quietly touched Bai Ye, telling him to pay attention to his etiquette.
Bai Ye bowed his hands and said, "Young man Li Ming, I have met the village chief."
The masked man looked calm, nodded slightly, glanced at the two-headed snake behind him, handed out a square bronze medal as big as a palm, and said: "You can call me Night Marquis, I already know your purpose of coming, this is
Your ID badge."
Bai Ye took the sign and his heart sank. The mayor of Shuangzi Village was actually a marquis?
The masked man seemed to have read through his thoughts and explained: "He is just a hereditary and irreplaceable marquis. He is in name only. He has taken the glory of his ancestors and is not worth mentioning."
Then he turned sideways so that Bai Ye could face the 16th memorial tablet. He raised his hand and said, "After paying homage to your ancestors, you will be a member of Nanfeng Village from now on. We will live and die together, and share weal and woe."
Bai Ye took a deep breath, looked solemn, faced the sixteenth tablet, knelt down heavily on the ground, and kowtowed three times.
Nan Feng's eyes were moist. After Nan Yu, after three years, she had another relative.
Hou Yehou's expression was calm and unfazed, and there was no change in his eyes. He said slowly: "You have to be careful in Shuangzi Village and never bully women. Shuangzi County is different from other places. Because of the ancestors of Shuangzi, women are more vulnerable.
Noble, the ancestors of the Twins became saint sons in the Female Boxing Pavilion, the most powerful force in Twins County, so be sure not to break the rules."
Bai Ye kowtowed and stood up, squinting his eyes and saying, "I won't offend others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, men and women are the same."
There were some records about the Female Boxing Pavilion in his memory. The Female Boxing Pavilion only had women who were proficient in boxing and eloquent. Originally, there were some Buddhists in southern Xinjiang, but they moved away after discussing Taoism.
There are three unresolved questions in the Female Boxing Pavilion:
I don't do housework at home, why do I have to do housework at your house?
Why does my own child have your last name?
Men are responsible for making money and supporting the family, and women are responsible for looking beautiful.
A Buddhist monk from southern Xinjiang once went to the Female Boxing Pavilion to discuss Taoism. Overnight, the Taoist heart collapsed and the Buddhist sect was disbanded. An eminent monk sat in front of his body and shouted: "I am a man in vain, I can't stop the Female Boxer!"
The Nvquan Pavilion is now the number one force in the county. After defeating a group of Buddhists in southern Xinjiang, it has risen to the second level and is domineering. It is an incredible force.
A strange color flashed in Bu Yehou's eyes. This boy did have some backbone, but he just didn't know how to restrain himself. A backbone without strength is looking for death.
"No matter what you think in your heart, it doesn't matter. What's important is that you don't say these things in front of outsiders, otherwise no one can save you." Hou Ye said.
Bai Ye said "hmm" with a serious look on his face. The Female Boxing Pavilion was a force he couldn't afford to offend. It also shocked his heart and woke him up instantly. He was too angry and couldn't hide his thoughts.
If Bu Yehou had been anyone else, he might have been a dead person at this time. It is not alarmist to say that the disaster of death comes from the mouth, it is the ancient truth.
Don't you see the long pine lying in the ravine trapped in the wind and frost, but it will stand upright in the Fuming Hall.
When they met for the first time, Bai Ye realized something in his heart and said: "Everyone is born with knowledge, but he must also work hard to learn and practice..."
These words were somewhat boastful, but Bu Yehou's eyes were pleased, and he turned his gaze again to the silver-ringed two-headed snake behind him, and said: "I should have asked you to try the test two days ago. Your physique is most likely to be martial arts."
With your physique, you can subdue a half-demon without even practicing. Your talents are not much worse than those of your twin ancestors."
Bai Ye frowned, then relaxed his brows and said, "I don't want to practice Taoism."
Nanfeng was so angry that he stamped his feet, hating that iron could not become steel, and hummed: "No matter how many people ask for such a good thing, they can't get it. I don't care, you have to give it a try!"
At the end of the story, Nan Feng started acting coquettishly, grabbing Bai Ye's sleeve and shaking it vigorously, treating Bai Yehou as nothing, with a sinister look on his eyebrows.
Bai Ye finally realized what it means to "speak sweetly but hide a sword" and "a smile hides a sword". He quickly promised to take part in the test next year, and Nanfeng spared him.
"You know what's going on!" Nanfeng snorted coldly, his smile receding like a tide, and he turned his face faster than turning the pages of a book.
Bai Ye rolled his eyes, and then said to the village chief Bu Yehou: "I want to take Nan Feng to practice together."
Nanfeng took a qualification test last year and found that she had no talent for cultivation, but he was worried about leaving her alone in the village.
Hou Ye slightly narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "She is not qualified. According to the rules, you cannot lead her to practice, but if your talent is good enough, it is possible."
Bai Ye remained silent. He understood what Bu Ye Hou meant. In the final analysis, it was still a matter of talent. As long as your Tianzi was strong enough, others could make an exception for you.
Nanfeng snorted angrily and said dissatisfiedly: "Why are you taking me with you? I'm bringing you tea and water!"
It was obvious that she didn't want to follow Bai Ye in practice. She knew very well whether she had any talent for practice, and she didn't want to be looked down upon by others. Practice was not easy in the first place, and she didn't want to be a burden to Bai Ye.
"Go ahead, I'll wait for you to come back. I hope you will have become a great saint when you come back." Nanfeng said softly without hiding the sadness in his eyes.
She was very happy to meet Bai Ye, but she knew that there was no such thing as a banquet that lasted forever. She just hoped that he would remember her in the future and come back to see him when he had time.
Bu Yehou's eyes were calm. He had seen too many life, separation and death. When Bai Ye left, he was separated from the world forever. In his eyes, Nan Feng's life, old age, illness and death were just a few blinks of an eye.
However, he did not point out that it would be a great good thing for the village to have a practicing saint in Shuangzi Village, and it would also be a good thing for Bai Ye. No one can refuse the temptation of immortality.
Bai Ye put his hand on Nanfeng's shoulder for the first time and said with a smile: "Look at your bitter face, you still have one year left. Maybe I don't have the talent for cultivation, and we Nanfeng will also have a day when we can't let go of others!"
Nan Feng kicked Bai Ye, feeling both ashamed and angry. The blush on his face flew up to his ears, as red as if he was about to bleed, and he shouted: "You are going to die!"