Chapter 260 Incense

The Ghost Hall.

Looking at the two people leaning down to salute under the throne, the blood wolf monk's eyes stayed on Qin Yan's face for a long time. It was not until he saw a trace of fear in Qin Yan's eyes that he slowly said, "Yan'er, you haven't worshipped the ancestral temple, have you?"

Qin Yan shook his head honestly: "No." Generally speaking, when he became the chief five years ago, he should have visited his ancestor's spiritual throne, but because of Brother Huang Fan, the master was not in a good mood at that time, so he had to give up.

"The last time was a teacher's negligence. Let's make it up together this time!" The blood wolf monk grew up from the throne, and the dark shadow suddenly occupied the whole vision of the two disciples below. "Just in time, I have something to say to you as a teacher."

The ancestral ancestral hall of the Posama Gate turned out to be not far behind the Ghost Hall. There is no one here all year round, surrounded by woods, quiet and quiet. Except for a few masters and each chief disciple, probably no one can know this place. Qin Yan once slandered him. With his master's temperament, he probably won't come here often. Isn't he afraid that his ancestors will break the incense?

Qin Yan approached with the blood wolf monk, and the antique temple sitting in the open space in front of him was the ancestral temple. Although it is not majestic, the four-cornered eaves and glazed tile tops are also exquisite and elegant. An old man with white hair in front of the palace was bowing his head and sweeping. Hearing the footsteps of the two people, he looked up and did not salute. He walked to the side by himself.

Qin Yan was a little surprised. What was the identity of this old man? He couldn't salute when he saw the door master? If you talk about the old man who lives in seclusion in the door, there is no blood wolf monk greeting him. The two ignored each other like strangers, which was really strange.

Walking into the hall, the cigarettes curled up, and the ancestral positions were worshipped above, and at the top were three portraits. The portrait is very old, showing an ancient dark yellow, and the faces of the people in the painting are no longer real, but judging from the ancient clothes with high crowns and big sleeves, it must be an excellent old fairy. Qin Yan knew that this was Dai Zhenzhen, the ancestor of this family. Due to the age, his deeds have been a little vague. However, from the historical legends of this family, he has the power to move mountains and fill rivers. A stamping his feet can shake Kyushu. I don't know if there is any exaggeration.

The portrait on the left of Master Dai is a man with a magnificent face, short beard, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and extraordinary manners. He must have been a famous and romantic figure in the world. In fact, the deeds of Master Lin in those years are by no means "famous" to describe. It is said that the Bashimen was originally just a small sect in a peaceful corner, and it was Master Lin who carried it forward, making her a prosperous rich family that was no less than any other sect. Lin Zushi's own cultivation was also extremely high, known as the first master of that year. It is rumored that he finally achieved Taoism and became immortals. Today, the climbing of Sendai in the back mountain of the Cangliu Hall is the place where Lin Zushi got the way to soar.

On the right side of Master Dai is a young man in white, with a shawl, handsome and vulgar. Qin Yan heard that his name was Jiang Yuanqi, and he was the master of Zhongxing in his family, but the classics of the past 200 years were very secretive about his deeds, and even mentioned his name as a substitute to cover it. I don't know if he had taken any rebellious measures. At this time, Qin Yan stared at it and gradually saw that there was a faint evil spirit between his eyebrows, not like the people in the Taoist sect... Of course, compared with the current blood wolf monk, he was already a living Buddha and Bodhisattva.

The blood wolf monk restrained his anger, bowed respectfully on the futon, and said, "Your ancestors are above, Fan Wentian, the thirty-second-generation disciple of the Poshamian, and Qin Yan, the 33rd generation disciple, came to visit!"

Qin Yan knew today that the original master's real name was Fan Wentian.

The blood wolf monk took two red candles with thick arms, lit them, and inserted them in the incense burner in front of the table. Then he retreated aside, picked up three incense sticks and handed them to Qin Yan: "Yan'er, come and give incense to your ancestors!"

Qin Yan took the incense, respectfully worshipped in front of the table, and then inserted the incense into the stove.

The blood wolf monk looked at him with an unusually heavy face and said after he finished it, "Okay, come with me as a teacher!"

He took Qin Yan out of the main hall from the side door, but did not leave the ancestral hall, but passed through a narrow corridor and turned to the back of the ancestral hall. Qin Yanjing* found that there was a separate plaque in the apse. The portrait behind the plaque was Jiang Yuanqi, who had just been worshipped behind Master Dai!

He looked at the blood wolf monk in surprise. What does this mean? Why does Master Jiang have two cards?

The blood wolf monk's face was as heavy as water, put a ray of incense in front of Jiang Zu's tablet, and then walked out of the same road without saying a word.

Qin Yan thought for a moment and put on a incense, and then gently withdrew from the ancestral hall.

The blood wolf monk is waiting on the edge of the stone steps in front of the ancestral hall. He no longer restrained his strength, but stood with his hands behind his back, and a strong pressure was emitted to all sides, and the fog swallowed the halo all over his body, making the surrounding scenery distorted, as if he were in a world of water.

Qin Yan suppressed the discomfort in his chest and walked over gently: "Master!"

"Did you give incense to the ancestor?"

"It's on." Qin Yan didn't understand why he asked this question.

The blood wolf monk hummed, then turned around, stared into his eyes, and asked, "Do you know the story of Master Jiang?"

"I've heard a little." Qin Yan continued to say with his eyes, "Master Jiang is a rare genius. He has reached the top at the age of 20 and is invincible in the world. Unfortunately, for some reason, he was confused by the devil and turned to the evil way. Later, under the siege of many masters..."

He suddenly stopped his mouth, because the sudden coldness in the blood wolf monk's eyes seemed to hold his throat, making it difficult for him to make a sound again.

After a while, the blood wolf monk looked away, nodded slightly and said, "According to some bullshit classics on the world, it is true. It's good that you can know these things.

Qin Yan did not dare to say anything, and he didn't even dare to say a "master's false praise". He can obviously see that the bleeding wolf monk is not in a good mood now. God knows what the consequences of talking nonsense will cause.

For a long time, the blood wolf monk sighed and suddenly scolded sharply: "Those so-called hypocrites!" With this sentence, there was a huge roar, and the whole peak seemed to shake. Qin Yan quickly stabilized his mind, and then saw a crack spreading from the feet of the blood wolf monk, down the stone steps to the end of his sight.

Then, a cold hum was heard from the ancestral hall behind him, which seemed to be full of disdain and sarcasm.

Qin Yan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. If the master gets angry, don't tear down the ancestral temple.