Green Plum Fairy Road

Following Mo Dashan into the yard, I saw everyone in the yard's eyes fell on him, especially the green plum chief, who was also looking at him at this time. Mo He knew that it was time to show himself.

"Good village chief, good grandfather seven, good uncle Zhang...!"

Standing next to Mo Dashan, Mo He was very sweet. He greeted all the elders present one by one. Only when Dao Chief Qingmei was left, he hesitated a little and finally called out, "Grandpa Dao. it is good!"

For the vast majority of people, they are always happy to see the well-behaved and sensible younger generations. This move by Mo He immediately made people feel good.

"This kid is really good!" Dao Chief Qingmei looked at Mo He and once again praised him, then under the leadership of the village chief, he turned and walked out of the yard.

"Hey!" After Dao Mei left, Mo Dashan sighed with a frown. Even with Dao Mei’s assurance, seeing that the five-year-old child is about to be infected with those filthy dead souls, let him He felt uneasy.

But thinking about this, Mo Dashan looked at Mo He's gaze, and suddenly felt a little angry. The child who is usually sensible, happened to run up to the jujube tree today, and this made a fuss. Such a thing.

But at this time, he also lost his anger a little, and at this point, there was nothing to do.

"Since they are all here, let's go in and give you San Ye a kowtow!" As a junior, Mo He is here now, and he should also kowtow in reason.

Mo He behaved very well at this time, according to Mo Dashan's instructions, honestly went in and kowtowed, so that the adults around him felt that the child was very sensible.

Especially the family of Sanye's family took out a few gums and stuffed them into Mo He's hands. This is a rare commodity. At least Mo He has only eaten it once in the world for five years.

"It turned out to be sweetened by an adult!" Mo He held a few gums in his hand, with an innocent smile on his face, but in his heart, he was very depressed now.

In the blink of an eye, it came to the time of sunset. Seeing that the sun was slanting westward and was about to set, a loud cry suddenly sounded in the courtyard of San Ye's house, and then I saw Mo He's body wrapped around him. A small Mai, carrying a lantern made of white paper in his hand, took the lead out of the courtyard of San Ye's house.

And beside Mohe, there is Daochang Qingmei with a sword in one hand and Xiaoyin in the other. In the back are eight sturdy men, carrying a coffin together, and others in the back. The cluttered people, and the crying team.

A group of people came to a place about one mile outside the village in such a mighty way. After arriving here, several strong men put the coffin into the already dug tomb, and then brought other miscellaneous Place the objects and sacrifices.

At this time the sun was about to completely set, Dao Chang Qingmei reached out his hand and touched Mohe's head, and said to Mohe: "Tong'er, go and put the first soil."

Hearing this, Mo He went forward and squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil from the mound next to him with his immature hands, and threw it into the tomb. At the same time, he thought, "Let me grow up as soon as possible, old I don’t want face when someone touches my head!"

After Mohe put in the first cultivating soil, other people around immediately started to fill the tomb in a few strokes.

Dao Qingmei stepped forward and said loudly: "Mo Youtian, a villager in Xiahegou, died eighty-three years old. He is kind and famous, and he has a yin and virtue. If he opens the underworld, he can enjoy peace and peace!"

At the last word, the small seal in Daochang Qingmei's hand suddenly flew from his hand, turned into a stone-milled seal, and landed on the ground in front of him.

This scene made the people around him stunned, and Mo He was also very shocked, but at the same time he was shocked, Mo He was also full of yearning.

Looking at the shocking gazes of people around,

"go with!"

Zhong lightly snorted, Dao Chief Qingmei threw the paper house in his hand forward, and saw it quickly burn.

When the paper house was burning, Mo He found that his eyes seemed to have hallucinations again, vaguely as if he saw a house appearing on the grave of San Ye, and the style of this house is clearly this Enlarged version of the burning paper house.

This time Mo He was very sure, what he saw was definitely not an illusion.

While Mo He was still a little stunned, he heard Dao Chief Qingmei say to him again: "Tong'er, put your lantern in front of the grave, and then call your third master to come over and tell his children and grandchildren to build a new home for him! "

Hearing this, Mo He looked back at Daochang Qingmei and saw him looking at himself with a smile. Mo He thought for a while, stepped forward and put down the lantern that he had been holding in his hand, and then whispered softly.

"San Ye, come on here, your children and grandchildren have built a new home for you! San Ye, come on now...!"

Mo He yelled three times, and then suddenly felt a coolness coming from the top of his head. When he turned his head, he saw another figure beside him.

This figure was draped with a faint golden light, the light was very faint, and he was looking at him with a smile, and looking at his face, he looked exactly like the San Ye who Mo He had seen several times, except at the center of his brow. , But there is a mysterious sign.

"San Ye!" Mo He yelled subconsciously, and at the same time he felt a little scared in his heart. After two lifetimes, it was the first time he saw a real ghost.

San Ye touched the top of Mo He's head, with a relieved smile on his face, then turned his head and knelt down to Daochang Qingmei, his mouth moved, as if he was saying something, but Mo He couldn't hear anything. the sound of.

Dao Chief Qingmei seemed to understand, and said blankly: "You have a good character during your lifetime, and you have the protection of Yin and virtue after you die. You really should not suffer the wind and rain. This is what you deserve. Go!"

Knocking again at Dao Mei Chieftain, San Ye stood up, and then disappeared.

Next, the people in the village started burning paper and throwing paper money. When the sky was completely dark, everyone packed up and turned back to the village.

On the way back, Mo Dashan came to Mo He very nervously, and kept asking if Mo He felt uncomfortable. The situation was until Dao Mei, who was walking in front, couldn’t listen anymore and turned around. Specially said to Mo Dashan: "I have already said that this time helping the deceased to lead the way will not do any harm to this child. On the contrary, there will be some benefits. In the future, being sheltered by the ancestor's shade will protect him from minor illnesses and disasters. intrusion."

Seeing Mr. Qingmei said this again, Mo Dashan was completely relieved. While thanking Mr. Qingmei again and again, a smile finally appeared on his face.

Not only will my son be fine, but in the future there will be blessings from my ancestors from minor illnesses and disasters. This is a great thing.

You must know that in such an ancient world, there is no doctor around Xiahegou Village. Any minor illnesses in the weekdays are borne by force. Only when they can’t bear it, do they go to see the doctor in the town. It's more expensive, and ordinary farmers can't afford it. Some children die because of illness.

Seeing Mo Dashan's smirk, the people around also cast envious glances. Many people thought in their hearts. Knowing this was the case, they called their cubs over.

After returning to the village, Mo Dashan was just about to take Mo He home, when he was suddenly stopped by Dao Mei.

"Tomorrow morning, I will visit your house, when I have something to discuss, please get up early and wait a while." After speaking, he glanced at Mo He again, then turned and left with the village chief.

"Well, Chief Daoist is going to my house tomorrow?" Hearing that Chief Daoist is coming to his home tomorrow, but without telling what it was, Mo Dashan felt a little strange, and at the same time he felt a little uneasy, but he didn't dare to stop Qingmei. The Taoist leader can only go back like this.

When I got home, it was completely dark. Mo Dashan told his wife what had happened during the day and said that Dao Mei Dao would be coming tomorrow. After telling his wife what had happened, the wife immediately began to panic.

"The master, you said, why did the Daoist come to our house? Will there be anything bad in our house? Will it...!" When he said this, he turned his head and glanced at Mo He aside.

"No, the Daoist told me today that the son will lead the third uncle this time. Not only does it do no harm, but it is good. In the future, there is no need to worry about minor illnesses and disasters. There should be other things." Mo Da Shan felt a little worried, but he comforted his wife.

As for Mo He, who pretended to sleep on the side, he was a little excited. Tomorrow morning, it is likely to be an opportunity for himself. If everything is really as I guessed in my heart, then this is how I walked into a magical world. Start.

That night, all three of the Mohe family slept very restlessly. In the middle of the night, Mohe's mother got up several times, stuffed Mohe with a quilt, and his father Mo Dashan turned over several times.

By the next morning, a cock crowed, announcing the dawn of a new day. The mother got up early and began to pack up the family’s breakfast.

Because the Daoist chief is coming this morning, the Mohe family's food today is much better than usual, and even after the meal is ready, the family did not move their chopsticks, and they were all waiting for Dao Mei to come home.

While waiting, Dao Chief Qingmei, accompanied by the village head Zhang Yuanwang, finally came to the door of Mo Dashan's house and walked into the small courtyard.