"Manifestation?"
Hearing the old man's trembling voice coming from the ancestral hall, the villagers kneeling outside the ancestral hall widened their eyes and looked inside.
It had been an exciting scene, but now it was quiet for two or three seconds. It was not until Xiangzi stood up doubtfully that the whole village reacted.
"It showed its spirit?"
"Really? I've been worshipping my ancestors for so many years, but I've never seen my ancestors show their spirit!”
"Let's go and take a look!"
All of a sudden, everyone in the village stood up and rushed to the entrance of the ancestral hall like crazy.
Standing behind the door, the third elder of the village knelt on the ground and shouted at a coffin.
"Father!"
As Third Master knelt down, the other villagers also saw traces of their relatives appearing in the ancestral hall. On the coffins that belonged to their ancestors, the portraits of their deceased relatives appeared!
Although the image formed by the incense was very blurry and one could not see the face clearly, it was already beyond common sense!
For a moment, everyone knelt at the door and shouted into the room.
"Grandpa!"
"Mom!"
“.....”
"Bing Zi…"
The last sentence was obviously shouted by Han Bing's parents. Naturally, it was not because of Han Bing's coffin, but because they were shocked by Han Bing's methods.
Old Xu didn't go in at this time. He just leaned weakly against the tree at the entrance of the ancestral hall. He opened his weak eyes and looked at the crowded ancestral hall. His eyes seemed to be reminiscing a long time ago.
He had been a night watcher for more than 30 years, but he had never seen his ancestor show his spirit.
Today, the ancestral hall appeared.
The things that Han Bing said were coming true one by one. It seemed that he was really Mr. Footsteps.
As expected, the new generation is stronger than the previous generation. It's time for me, the night watcher, to get off work.
The villagers were all busy getting excited, and the entrance of the ancestral hall was filled with cries.
The scene of the ancestor's manifestation in the ancestral hall did not last long. When the incense on the coffin was burned out, the figure floating on the coffin was instantly destroyed.
At this moment, the old man stood up shakily, raised his hand and waved it before saying loudly.
"Today, the ancestor will show his spirit!"
"It's all thanks to Bing 'zi, he chased the water ghost away!”
"It's him again. He taught us how to worship our ancestors. Without him, our ancestor wouldn't have appeared today!”
Hearing the old man's words, the villagers nodded repeatedly and immediately recovered from their excitement.
"Yeah, it's all thanks to Bing Zi. If it wasn't for Bing Zi, how could the ancestor have manifested?”
"That's right, Bing 'zi also saved Old Xu and our ancestral worship ceremony today. Otherwise, the water ghost would have ruined our ancestral worship ceremony!”
"Don't say anything, Old Han!" Someone shouted at Old Han," When Bingzi comes back later, come to my house for dinner tonight. Everyone, go. We have to thank Bingzi properly!”
Although he said this to Old Han, he didn't ask for his permission.
Because as soon as he said this, the whole village echoed.
"Yes, yes, yes, we have to thank Bingzi!”
Old Han pursed his lips and looked helplessly at the villagers in front of him.
Originally, he was still very firm in his beliefs. He did not believe that there was such a profession as walking in this world, and he did not believe that there were ghosts in this world.
But after what had just happened and Xiangzi's incessant nagging, he began to wonder if his son was really a corpse transporter.
.......
Locust tree was a spiritual tree. In the Yang Realm, it had auspicious and auspicious signs.
However, in the eyes of people who dealt with the dead, this kind of tree was very yin.
Three kilometers south of the village, there was a locust tree.
To the north of the pagoda tree, there were no clouds and the sky was calm. To the south of the pagoda tree, black clouds pressed down on the city and the earth shook!
Han Bing walked in front of the tree and rubbed her chin. She raised her head and looked at the sky that was clearly divided between Yin and Yang and the extremely strange weather. She revealed a playful smile.
"A 500-year-old locust tree and a 500-year-old female corpse.”
"One step away, the climate is different."
"This place is really something.”
The system had informed him that three kilometers south of Yellow River Village, there was a 150-year-old locust tree, and under the locust tree was a 500-year-old female corpse.
Moreover, this corpse had been nurtured for hundreds of years and had already gained intelligence, turning into a zombie.
Han Bing looked at the locust tree in front of her that even seven or eight men could not hold and could not help but softly say.
"This should be it."
This time, Han Bing didn't even use the Dragon Seeking Technique because he was sure that within a radius of dozens of kilometers, there was nothing more strange than this tree.
Han Bing rolled up her sleeves and then closed her eyes to circulate the spiritual power around her body. Streams of blue transparent spiritual power evaporated from Han Bing's body, and her entire body was enveloped by a blue vapor.
Suddenly, Han Bing opened her eyes. There was a ball of blue steam in her pupils, covering her pupils like a membrane.
At the same time, he took out the Soul-drawing Bell from his bosom and shook his wrist as he shouted.
"Big Dipper, Big Dipper, Earthly Fiend, Southern Star, listen to my command.”
"Ring."
"Corpse recovery!"
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