"Oh, no wonder you know what the water building said, since you are a fellow believer, come in and say, these years, there are not many people who are willing to do this old business, hey, this water building will be left behind for a hundred years, I am afraid that there will be no one to guard it, but those hard-working drifters will have to soak in the water from now on and suffer from the cold poison in the river water." The old woman said as she led them in with a diesel lamp in front of her.

"Cheng Feng, what is a water building? Is it a stilted building built on water? Xiao Man asked Ma Chengfeng in a whisper from behind.

Ma Chengfeng said I don't know, there shouldn't be a stilted building in Jiangnan, and this is not built on the water, but it seems that Pu Laofeng seems to know a lot about this kind of water building, let's not talk too much.

This water building belongs to a small courtyard, there are a total of three houses in the courtyard, the middle one is more beautiful, it is really blue bricks and blue tiles, the doors and windows are ancient carvings, through the hollow carving wisps of incense floated out, it is estimated that it may be enshrined in which way the gods of the gods. The room on the left is relatively small, the walls of the hut are covered with wild creepers, the green of the creepers has covered the doors and windows, and the roof is a thick layer of ash, which has not been cleaned for many years. The one on the right knows at a glance that the old lady lives, the door is cleaned up, just now the old lady came out, the door was also pushed open by her, there is still a dim light inside, the old lady lives a very simple life, there is almost no shadow of "furniture" in the house, only an old bed, the old bed has a broken leg, and she used stones to pile up and support again.

"Northeast man, are you going to say goodbye?" The old woman asked.

"Huh...... Since I'm here, it's my fate with them, so let's go and see it. Pu Laofu reached out and took out the incense candle ingots from his bag, pushed open the door of the main house and walked in. Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman subconsciously wanted to follow, but before they could step in, they closed the door with a bang inside. "You two can't go in, it's not clean."

Both of them are plagued by curiosity, and the more they don't know what's inside, the more they want to see it. Fortunately, this ancient building is full of carved wooden windows, the inside of the windows was first made of paper paste, so many years have passed, long since it has disappeared, this old lady is too isolated from the world, and did not go to the city to buy glass. If it rains heavily, it is estimated that there will be rivers in it.

The two of them leaned on the window and looked curiously through the carved hollow, and saw that inside the old house was a large table about ten meters long.

"It's a flower willow wood, gather yin! This is supposed to be the mourning hall of the dead. Ma Chengfeng analyzed.

"You're a poisonous eye, but we can't call it Lingtang, it should be called River Lingju!" The old lady behind her explained.

Pu Laofu walked to the center of the room, lit two candles, the candles emitted a faint light, barely illuminated the long table in the Shui Lingju, I saw that the table was full of small branches, the branches were not long, the thick one was as thick as a human finger, very short, and there was not a strand of black string on the small branches, these small branches were placed one by one full of long tables, and the tables were densely packed, and if there was a dense phobia, I didn't dare to look directly.

Park Laofu placed a pair of candles in the center of the table, then bowed to the small branches in front of the table, and then lit the yellow paper and threw it into the air. But worship and worship, this is like a kind of etiquette, just go through that process, he doesn't kneel!

It's strange to say, there is no wind on this Yuanbao Mountain, and Ma Chengfeng obviously saw that the yellow paper that was burned by Pu Laofu in the house actually flew up in a flutter, and it was spinning in mid-air! It's as if there are countless hands down there, all desperately vying for these dark coins.

"I've done all the etiquette, you'd better not be a demon, you're all poor people, there are enough boats on the water, let's go to reincarnation as soon as possible." Pu Laofu muttered quietly while burning yellow paper.

"Huh? Do you say that this Pu Lao Fu speaks Northeast dialect to others? Can people be Jiangnan ghosts, can they understand? Ma Chengfeng quipped.

"Be quiet, isn't it a little rude for you to say that?" Xiao Man glared at him and said.

"It's okay, it's okay, I don't usually see anyone here, today you are here, maybe they will feel more lively, the two offspring, please, if you don't dislike it, come and fight the tea that my mother-in-law and I planted?" There is a stone table in the courtyard, and on the table is a very old and simple cup, which is distinctive, specially made of adult bamboo, which can be said to be a hollow bamboo tube.

The old lady knew that Pu Laofu understood the exquisiteness of the river spirit house, so she was not polite, so she simply left him in the house and went back to make tea for them. After a while, Park Lao Fu came out, and his face was a little solemn. It is said that the feng shui of this river canyon is too evil, and I can't imagine that so many people have died here.

"Senior, are all the dead people's spirits offered there? Are Jiangnan people's spiritual positions replaced by tree branches? Ma Chengfeng asked him curiously.

"No, this is the unique rule of the Water Spirit Residence, we call it the Water Spirit House over there, and the Jiangnan is also called the River Spirit House. You see the branches on the waterlogged table, and the branches are the hair of the dead drifters. Pu Laofu explained to them that this water spirit residence was actually similar to the Yizhuang where dead bodies were stored in the wilderness in ancient times, but there were no corpses here, only these small branches.

Generally, the water spirit dwelling is cultivated in the headwind of the big river, often these places are the most evil feng shui in the entire river basin, no coincidence, but where there is a dead person in the water, who is not fished up by the corpse team, basically will float to this side. The person who takes care of the water spirit dwelling is not responsible for collecting the corpses, but only shaves off the lock of hair on the back of the floats' heads and ties it to the fork of the locust tree and stores it, which means that it is their urn. If the bitter lord finds it, the body can't be taken away, because it was not fished up for the first time, it means that this person was taken away by the river god or the dragon lord, who dares to take away the person of the dragon lord? I had to take the little branches away and bury them in the grave.

Xiao Man said curiously: "This is the first time I've heard of the Water Spirit Residence, I used to go to the water's edge with a few brothers to play, but I didn't see any Water Spirit House?" ”

"Well, yes, in this year, there is less attention to the past, and even if the old people understand this rule, someone has to be willing to do it. You see, a person lives in this wilderness, deep mountains and old forests, and lives for a lifetime, and has to be accompanied by the lonely souls and wild ghosts of these dead drifters. You know, the people above won't pay you a salary! ”

(End of chapter)