"Know."

Immediately, everyone closed the door of the ancestral hall again, sat down individually, and gradually became sleepy.

Only the fox was lively and didn't want to sleep. He ran around in the ancestral hall. From time to time, he took a deep breath at the place where the big bird disappeared, as if to remember or pursue its smell. When he got tired, he ran back to lie down next to Lin Jue.

…

Early the next morning, we visited Wulong Mountain Village.

Someone had already opened the door.

The streets in the village are filled with hurried footsteps.

The villagers were frightened and hurried home. Several black-clothed warriors carried Zhang Da back to his home. Others brought a token of Taoist Qingxuan and rode to invite the Taoist from Qiyun Mountain.

Taoist Qingxuan and his two men also woke up and took many magical weapons to the woods at the entrance of the village.

Lin Jue and the other three were relatively relaxed and followed them.

Walking through the village, I couldn't help but look around.

I didn't see it clearly last night, and it wasn't until today that I saw what this Ogawa Village looked like.

In Lin Jue's view, the villages here can be roughly divided into three types: one is the village founded by famous Confucian scholars like Hengcun, where people live together and have been passed down for hundreds of years. Some of their descendants are even officials in the court.

; One is a village like Shucun where there are many merchants. Although they are not prominent, they are doing business together and are considered wealthy. The other is a village with very ordinary farmers. There may be more than one clan in the village, and most of them are poor.

Ogawa Village is the third type.

The houses here are smaller, older and more dilapidated. Many of them have neither white walls nor blue tiles. They are yellow mud-walled thatched houses. They are not wealthy in the first place. They are also affected by natural disasters and ghosts. The village is dilapidated and even its popularity is somewhat dim.

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Many people opened the door and came out early in the morning, but they just sat at the door and watched them pass by in silence, as if they had no strength to make a sound.

"The people are suffering. I'm afraid it will be even more miserable in a few years." Seeing that the villagers were far away from him, the third senior brother sighed casually, then looked at the two junior brothers and sisters, "The remaining souls have been burnt clean, just wait.

The Taoist friends of Qi Yunshan set up the incense table, opened the altar, and invited the power of the gods to cleanse away the yin and death. This matter is over. Junior brothers and sisters, please don’t continue to worry."

Before they could respond, he said to himself:

"I am thirty this year and will live a few years longer than you. This kind of thing is actually not uncommon. If you see it, help if you can and if you want to. Otherwise, pretend you didn't see it. But no matter what, don't do it because of it.

These things affect my state of mind.

"Thinking so much is not helpful in explaining things, nor is it helpful in practicing. If you ask me, it is better to drink alcohol.

"Don't think that there are endless things outside of you, and there are only so many things you can do while you are alive.

"..."

Lin Jue nodded, obviously he understood.

This is the separation of reason and emotion.

But if it were that easy, where would there be practice?
Chapter completed!