Secular world: My destiny has no taboos

Chapter 47: No. 047 Funeral Street
village head?

Lin Beixuan shouted in surprise. The man kneeling in front of him turned around after hearing the noise. It was the old blind village chief of Huangshi Village whom he had just met.

"What are you doing here?"

Lin Beixuan was alert at first, because he saw that this land temple had been abandoned for many years, but the village chief suddenly came at night and cleaned the temple, which was obviously abnormal.

The village chief was relieved to see that the person coming was Lin Beixuan, and said, "Why did you come to this place instead of staying at home at night?"

"???"

Lin Beixuan was stunned and wanted to say, "I should ask you this question," but he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.

Forget it. There is no need to say something that might offend others, especially since the other party is the village chief of Huangshi Village. In this feudal ancient period, he had great power. This temple might have been built with money from other people.

"It's almost dawn, so it's not really night yet. I came here to pay my respects to my great uncle." Lin Beixuan said, pointing to the slightly bright sky outside the door.

Bogong is a common name for land in the countryside. In historical records, after a prestigious local elder passed away, people would build a temple to commemorate his good deeds. Not all lands belong to the same person, so when offering sacrifices and incense, they are often referred to as so-and-so Bogong.

Lin Beixuan had consulted a lot of information in order to prevent himself from saying the wrong thing and breaking taboos in the secular world, and now it came in handy.

When the village chief heard that Lin Beixuan was here to pay homage to the great uncle, a strange expression appeared on his face and he looked at the house that he had just cleaned.

Forget it, just take what he said as true!
The village chief was too lazy to say anything more and stood up from the futon.

Just as Lin Beixuan said, now that it was daybreak, he wanted to inform everyone that the hungry ghosts were approaching the village, and then discuss with several other elders in the village what to do next.

Whether to escape or to defend, a solution must be found as soon as possible.

He was already old and had not slept the night before, so he was in a bad mood. When he passed by Lin Beixuan, he didn't know if it was his illusion, but he saw a blue-gray baby on Lin Beixuan's back. He was so scared that he shuddered all over and almost dropped his crutches on the ground.

"you you……"

But when he rubbed his eyes and looked again, there was nothing there.

"Is there anything else you can do, village chief?"

Lin Beixuan pretended to be surprised, picked up the crutch on the ground and handed it back to the village chief.

"Nothing, maybe my eyes are blurry due to my age."

The village chief couldn't see anything, so he could only blame the problem on himself. He only had one eye, so it was normal for him to see blurry eyes.

Seeing the village chief leave, Lin Beixuan shrugged, looked around the clean temple, and walked to the table.

The infant spirit behind him appeared again at this time, with big eyes, looking at the incense rising from the incense burner, and couldn't help drooling at the corners of his mouth.

"Do you want to eat?" Lin Beixuan asked curiously.

However, the infant spirit shook his head and looked at the headless statue with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Lin Beixuan didn't notice this and picked up the remaining incense sticks beside him, ready to light them and put them into the incense burner.

He thought that since he would be staying at someone else's house for a while, he should still pay his respects according to the rules. However, he didn't expect that the incense sticks wouldn't light up.

Lin Beixuan frowned and roughly understood what the God of Land meant.

Not allowing him to worship is an attempt to drive him away.

Thinking of this, Lin Beixuan was not convinced, and pointed at the statue and said, "I can understand why you didn't let me light incense yesterday, because I wasn't worshipping you, but I sincerely want to worship you today, why don't you let people worship, or are you all so xenophobic?"

As soon as these words were spoken, a piece of stone fell from the headless statue and almost hit Lin Beixuan's feet.

Well, the attitude is very clear.

Lin Beixuan was very angry, but there was nothing he could do with the land, so he had to leave the land temple.

He also planned to find the old beggar to learn his skills. If he learned the skills, but ended up not being able to produce anything for a long time like the old beggar before, wouldn't that be embarrassing? He would just bear with it for now.

Facing the gradually rising morning light, Lin Beixuan found that the baby spirit was huddled behind him, somewhat afraid of the sunlight, so he let it crawl into the cloth bag where he kept his things.

As soon as the infant spirit entered, it saw the dead head of the wall-climbing ghost and kicked it to the position of the yellow-skinned ghost's tail with disgust.

"It should be getting late in the present world. I have to go back quickly."

Lin Beixuan came to the outside of the temple and saw an abandoned small house not far away. He pushed open the door and walked in.

This room was even more dilapidated than the land god temple. It was drafty on all sides and there was a big hole on the top. However, Lin Beixuan didn't care about these. He just wanted a place where he wouldn't be disturbed.

After he lights the soul-chasing incense, his soul will return to the world, but his body will not, so he has to find a place that is not easily discovered, so that all his belongings will not be stolen.

What a hassle!

Lin Beixuan felt that after he returned to the human world, it would be necessary for him to ask Liu Fei how she dealt with her earthly body when her soul was absent.

After lighting the last stick of soul-chasing incense on his body, Lin Beixuan held the cloth bag in his arms and fell asleep in a dark corner.

Gradually, the body stopped breathing.

……

In the present world, when Lin Beixuan woke up, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon. Because he had greeted in advance, when he came out, he saw Huang Shifu sitting behind the counter, still holding the sketchbook in his hand, coloring the designed character.

Lin Beixuan nodded to the other party and handed the point over to the other party to take care of it today again.

I ate something casually outside and checked the communication group between the two worlds. Soon I received a message from Liu Fei.

"Come to Entrance 73 of Xiaolang Village at pm. We need to prepare some things before the transaction."

The message was very brief. Lin Beixuan replied with two words, "Received," then put down his phone and finished the noodles in his hand in a few big mouthfuls.

Xiaolang Village is also located in the suburbs of Los Angeles, but it is located in the south and north of Los Angeles University. Lin Beixuan hurriedly arrived at this remote village at around 3:50.

Up to the 21st century, there are very few authentic ancient villages like Xiaolang Village. Most of the scenic spots are renovated later and lack the "dilapidated" atmosphere.

Lin Beixuan was not a native of Luocheng, but he did not expect that such an ancient village existed in Luocheng.

However, although the village looks old, there are many people in the village, and electricity is available. Many houses have signs of homestays hanging in front of their doors. It seems that they are planning to develop it into a tourist attraction.

"Old man, how do I get to Exit 73?"

The old man was taking a nap under a tree, but he almost lost his soul when he heard Lin Beixuan's shout, and his face was completely dazed.

"What mouth?"

"..."

"Exit 73."

"Oh, you can see it when you go through the alley ahead and turn left."

Lin Beixuan followed the direction of the old man's finger and walked into an alley full of ancient atmosphere.

The road was paved with bluestone slabs. The ground had cracks in many places, with rifts filled with tidal water stains. The walls on both sides had also weathered a lot of wind and frost, with fresh green sprouts poking out from the middle, green, gray, and mottled with old colors.

Lin Beixuan turned left at the intersection and looked up to see a tattered wooden sign hanging on a big tree with three words written on it.

Funeral Street!
At first glance, it was just as what was written on the wooden sign, the only things sold on the street were funeral supplies.

(End of this chapter)