Li Shijie walked forward with a trembling body and said, "Dear brothers and sisters, we are all elders in the village, why are we not willing to let go of our juniors? Why do we have to force each other?"

"You are a native of a villager, what qualifications do you have to do with us?" An old man in black glanced at Li Shijie.

"Brother, you're wrong."

"It is because I am from another village that I am qualified to evaluate your affairs. You villagers cannot see clearly." After speaking strangely, Li Shijie was not so scared.

There is nothing to be afraid of when they can communicate. They still have a certain degree of rationality and generally speaking, they should not harm others.

Especially these weird things that were not evil people during their lifetime.

Hearing this, the strange sighed and said, "It's okay to tell you it."

"All those who come out to make trouble are no one worshipped. Either the descendants die in their lives or the descendants have to remember that they are willing to come and worship again."

"Oh." Li Shijie suddenly realized that it was.

Although these people are in the ancestral hall, there may not be people who worship them during the festival, and may not be people who worship them.

Even if we worship together, we may not be able to share the incense.

They are just a bunch of lonely ghosts, some of them have even died for countless years.

It should be that when the whole village went to worship today, they didn’t get anything to get out to cause trouble.

Tomorrow is Qingming Festival, but today I worship.

Because tomorrow is the fifteenth day of the day, people worship God, and the first and fifteenth day of the day are worship God, people will worship a few days in advance.

After these days, these ghosts will get nothing and will naturally make trouble.

If you don’t make trouble, you will have no chance. Tomorrow is a worshiper of God. Even if tomorrow is Qingming Festival, these ghosts and monsters cannot appear in this world.

"You know our pain now!" The uncle actually shed a ghost tears as he spoke.

Jiang Feng’s strange world is strange in accordance with the rules of this world.

So in most cases, the weirdness of this world is wise, and most of them are horrors, similar to the Stories from a Chinese Studio.

They must follow the rules of this world. They are afraid of the sun, afraid of the crowded places, and afraid of the yang energy.

They must absorb incense and be present, otherwise, as time goes by, without incense, they will only become lonely ghosts or disappear completely.

"Then this matter can be discussed!" Li Shijie felt much more at ease when he heard that it was such a small matter.

This matter can be sat down and discussed carefully, and there is no need to fight at all.

As long as the negotiation is done, you are good, I am good, everyone is good, isn’t that good?

"Why give it to them? This is what our descendants burned for me!" Li Shijie was about to discuss with them when dozens of strange things ran out of the ancestral hall.

They glared at the strangeness outside.

Obviously, the two are hostile.

This should be the batch that got the incense.

There are more people than the group outside.

Li Shijie didn't know that this would be done.

I can coax one side, but I can’t coax the other side!

For a moment, the people on both sides were like water and fire, and there were signs of fighting after a disagreement.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, don't be impatient!" Li Shijie hurried over to persuade the fight. Now they can't fight.

What should I do if they fight and beat him red? What should I do if I don’t get the incense? What should I do if I go outside to kill the villagers?

He could only run out and persuade the fight, and persuade the two sides to regard harmony as the most important thing.

But how could these two people listen to him?

"Get out of the village, get out!" The white robe who had been incense shouted strangely.

When can people from other villages be able to care about their own village’s affairs?

Li Shijie was startled, but he still pretended to be brave and said, "I am a member of the Saints Association. I am here to mediate you. If you do your own thing, I will not be the one who comes next time."

Li Shijie can only try to see if he can scare them.

If you can't scare them, you will be beaten up.

"What saint can do? I have never heard of it. If you don't get out of here, you will eat you!" said the old man in white robe viciously.

How could Li Shijie leave? Do you still want the reputation of his Saints?

"You dare to insult me, the saint!" Li Shijie pretended to be calm and roared angrily.

He wanted to scare them with this.

.........

It was getting dark, and it was already nine o'clock according to modern time.

But Jiang Feng still didn't return home.

He went to Qinghongzhai and wasted some time. If he rushed home now, it should be just twelve o'clock.

He was now holding Song Ningshuang and walking along the way, while Song Zhiyuan was following him.

Of course it’s different to hug your own wife. Why is Song Zhiyuan hugging him? Did he not have long legs?

Jiang Feng has unilaterally regarded Song Ningshuang as his wife.

Song Ningshuang may have been too tired at this time, or maybe there were too many things happening today, and she is now lying in Jiang Feng's arms and falling asleep.

Jiang Feng was a little more careless when he walked.

I am a scholar, and I can still be pity for flowers and jade.

"Master, should Li Shijie save him in danger?" Jiang Feng's scarecrow suddenly sent a message.

"Who is Li Shijie?" Jiang Feng said in confusion.

He didn't remember the names of those gangsters, and he didn't ask.

The scarecrow can know that they have marked them and have eaten their souls.

"It's the gangsters that the master collected last time." The scarecrow told the truth.

"Oh~" Jiang Feng suddenly realized.

It turned out that it was a few garbage I collected casually, and Jiang Feng really had no impression of them.

Jiang Feng had no hope for them at all, but simply expanded the Saints Association.

Jiang Feng's original plan was to let them grow and grow slowly by passing through ten, ten by a hundred, a hundred by a thousand, and a thousand by a thousand, and a thousand by a thousand, and slowly grow stronger.

The saint's association is a tool for his future rebellion, and he will never refuse anyone.

No matter whether you are a human or not, it will be fine as long as you want to join the saint.

What I, a saint, cares about is that there is no problem in teachings and there is no difference.

As long as you are weird, you will be fine as long as you are willing to join the saint.

But if you join my saints, you have to follow my methods and rules to do things. If I find that you have no use at all, then I am embarrassed to go as far as you can.

"No matter how you say it is my person, you can't let someone bully him casually, save him." Jiang Feng thought for a while and decided to save him.

After all, I am the only few of my younger brothers. Now I die less, so I can save it.

If my younger brother doesn’t help him, why should I be the boss? How can I come out and be a mess?
Chapter completed!