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Chapter 514 The Chasing Tree of Virtue
When Feng Jin saw Xia Chuanshan arrive at headquarters, she thought something serious had happened.

In the end, what we heard was that the restrictions on building ghost gates in the remaining cities would be lifted, and that construction should be accelerated!

This is the only matter that requires Xia Chuanshan to convey, and Xia Chuanshan is even staying at the headquarters?

Feng Jin didn't understand, but he knew there must be something going on.

Sure enough, a week after the message was delivered, and after all the cities in the Great Xia Dynasty except the central city had built the Ghost Gate, Xia Chuanshan gave Feng Jin a new task.

"Taking people to other countries to establish Ghost Gates!?"

Feng Jin looked at Xia Chuanshan in disbelief.

"Go ahead and do it. It's time to put those people who have been scattered all these years to good use."

Xia Chuanshan said calmly.

After saying that, he closed his eyes, clearly not wanting to have any further interaction with Feng Jin.

Feng Jin returned to her office and thought a lot.

He is increasingly unable to understand what the Xia family is doing, but what can he do if he doesn't understand?
Shaking his head, Feng Jin began selecting people, preparing to lead a group of people away from Great Xia to do what the Xia family wanted to do.

Perhaps once you leave, out of sight, out of mind, your heart will be at peace.

……

Time flies by.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye.

The New Year is just around the corner.

As a small scenic tourist attraction, Wangjiagou Village was already decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations in every household. Compared to the city, the festive atmosphere here was particularly strong.

"Chen Xin, where is Chen Xin?"

Wang Xiang broke into Chen Xin's house and pushed open Chen Xin's door.

"Still lying down? Go out and play!"

Seeing Chen Xin lying on the bed watching TV, Wang Xiang went over and took a look. The TV was showing news from the neighboring country of Japan, Japan.

It is said that the leader of the Cherry Blossom Country discovered a sacred gate several meters high on their sacred mountain.

He also said that he would come to worship the sacred gate every year and ask the sacred gate to bless the entire Cherry Blossom Country.

Wang Xiang couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw this.

As a messenger of the underworld, he had recently been qualified to follow his master, Wang Zhibo, on missions. One of his recent tasks was to guard construction workers and ensure their safe passage to the underworld to build the Ghost Gate.

Meanwhile, the divine gate of the cherry blossom country mentioned in the news is the ghost gate that can be seen everywhere in the underworld region.

Saying it's everywhere might be an exaggeration, but wherever there's a ghost gate in the underworld within three levels of a military base, a ghost gate is bound to be established.

The so-called three levels start from the garrison location.

The four Yin-Yang regions bordering the base constitute the first layer, the twelve Yin-Yang regions bordering the four Yin-Yang regions constitute the second layer, and so on.

In other words, ghost gates have been established in the fifty-two Yin-Yang areas surrounding each base.

Meanwhile, due to multiple assessments, the number of locations under the jurisdiction of the underworld has increased to one hundred and eighty!

If you calculate it, the underworld has built nearly ten thousand ghost gates in the netherworld during this period!
For the underworld officials, even if they leave the protection zone of their station and go to the neighboring underworld area, there will be no danger.

Of course, the strongest ghost in each of the Yin and Yang regions is still there, but it has been suppressed.

As long as you don't provoke it, the underworld is not much different from the mortal world, except that you can't see the sun.

It is said that the Bureau of Investigation has already installed artificial suns powered by yin energy in their bases in several yin areas under their control.

If successful, Yinming's future will no longer be shrouded in secrecy.

So when he saw the leader of a neighboring country exclaiming in surprise at a gate to the underworld, he, as a messenger of the underworld, couldn't help but feel a little amused and proud.

"What's so interesting about this? Let me tell you, in our Great Xia, there are over a hundred doors like this!"

"The Japanese are just ignorant. If they came to my Great Xia for a trip, wouldn't their jaws drop in amazement?"

Chen Xin smiled, turned off the TV, and sat up.

"Where to?"

"Where else can we go? The square, of course. The annual ancestral mountain worship ceremony is about to begin. Let's go join the fun."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xin thought of the lively event that took place every year.

Because of the profitable nature of Wangjiagou, few young people go out to work, and the village is thriving with many children.

With many children, the village won't seem so gloomy and lifeless.

I heard that the village chief has already selected a site to build a private kindergarten and primary school in the village.

Overall, Wangjiagou is developing very well and will only get better.

"Let's go."

Chen Xin and Wang Xiang arrived at the village square, where a large crowd had already gathered. Even though Wang Xiang had begun cultivating his Qi and Blood Power, it was difficult for him to squeeze in.

Finally, the two of them froze and climbed onto the top of the wall, sitting on it and looking out at the square.

There are quite a few people like them.

"There are so many people."

Chen Xin sighed.

"Absolutely, this year has the largest crowd ever. Do you know why?"

Wang Xiang said in a cheeky tone.

"why?"

"Because my master said that there should be one more item in this year's ancestral worship ceremony!"

"What project?"

"Erect tombstones! Erect tombstones for all the graves on the ancestral mountain that don't yet have them! Replace the tombstones that already have them! It's said that hundreds or even thousands of tombstones have already piled up at the entrance of the ancestral mountain! They're just waiting for the procession to arrive so they can start carrying the tombstones up the mountain!"

Chen Xin was surprised.

"Each tombstone is heavy, and there are so many. Can we finish them all today?"

"Of course it can't all be done, which is why I said this year's ancestral worship ceremony might be the largest ever, because this year it will continue until all the tombstones are erected!"

Wang Xiang continued excitedly, "I reckon this should last until the 29th of the lunar year, starting today!"

"During this period, there were daily feasts in the square, so that everyone could eat and drink their fill before they could get to work!"

"Also, these days there are stages set up on the east side of the square every day for opera performances, starting at nine o'clock at night and continuing until the early hours of the morning."

"On the west side of the square, movies are shown from 7 p.m. to 8:30 p.m., which is a perfect transition."

Chen Xin was quite surprised to hear Wang Xiang say that.

With this kind of festivities, the New Year will be very lively.

"Hehe, did you know? Isn't the ancestral mountain of Wangjia Village next door connected to our Wangjiagou?"

"Well, what happened?"

Chen Xin looked at Wang Xiang, somewhat puzzled. This kid had been working in the underworld all along, so how did he know so much about the village's affairs, even more than Chen Xin, who had been in the village recently?

Hmm...that makes sense. Although he's in the village, he doesn't really communicate with the villagers most of the time. He likes to wander around when he has nothing to do, and he just 'flies' away when something happens.

Although they said they were staying in the village, they were actually living in their homes as if they were in a hotel.

Thinking about it this way, Chen Xin felt a little uneasy.

How can you still be so busy even in this situation?
After thinking it over, Chen Xin decided that he would not leave the village for the next few days.

Anyway, the gates of hell are still operating, and one's good karma is increasing; it just takes a little longer.

And he can forget all of this and enjoy this long-lost tranquility.

Thinking this, a smile appeared on Chen Xin's face.

"What's wrong? Hasn't Wangjia Village always been trying to outdo our Wangjiagou?"

"Especially our ancestral homeland!"

"But this time, they can't beat them."

“You may not know this, but when our village transported those tombstones to the entrance of the ancestral land, they immediately became anxious.”

"What's the use of being anxious? Do they think so many tombstones can be customized so easily?"

"Moreover, the money for these tombstones wasn't raised from scratch; it was made by the village chief using the village's sanitation and management fees."

“The people in Wangjia Village thought we were paying for it ourselves, so they made the villagers pay for it themselves too, and you can imagine what happened.”

"I reckon that in a few days, kids from Wangjia Village will come to play here."

Seeing Wang Xiang's proud expression, Chen Xin was also infected by his pride.

"By the way, although each family doesn't have to pay for the tombstones, at least one person from each family has to contribute. Is your family contributing yours or...?"

Wang Xiang originally wanted to say Wang Xingping, but what is Wang Xingping's current status?
With such a powerful figure in the underworld and so many things waiting for Wang Xingping to do, will he ever come back? "Hmm? My grandmother didn't tell me, maybe she told my uncle."

“Your uncle… I guess he’s busy. You’d better tell your grandma, otherwise it would be a bit awkward if no one from your family showed up.”

Chen Xin smiled.

"No, Uncle will come back. Even if he doesn't, I will make him come back. Besides, one person isn't enough to carry the tombstone, so I will naturally go too."

Wang Xiang opened his mouth, but said nothing.

The two stood on the wall for a full half hour, during which time the village chief did all the talking.

It tells the story of Wangjiagou's history, its past development, and its future.

The people around listened with sparkling eyes.

Perhaps this is what a sense of belonging is.

After a burst of firecrackers that lasted for a full two minutes, the procession for ancestor worship set off!

Chen Xin and Wang Xiang followed behind.

Today is the first day of ancestor worship, a performance by the most prestigious group of people in the village. Their ancestral graves are all located at the highest point of the ancestral mountain, and simply carrying the tombstones up there is no easy task.

However, they have money and manpower, so they are not afraid.

Following the procession of people worshipping their ancestors, Chen Xin took a look around and saw that the procession had several hundred people.

It was mostly men, while the women were preparing food for their ancestral worship ceremony near the square.

Besides that, there were children running around in the line.

The whole group was both solemn and joyful.

Soon, the group arrived at the foot of Zushan Mountain and saw a large number of tombstones covered by sheds.

At the village chief's call, people began to go up the mountain.

A tombstone, carried by four men, was not too heavy, but the problem was that they had to go up the mountain.

Therefore, three more people need to be kept around the four people to be ready to replace them.

Why are there three people?
Because the descendant who carries the tombstone cannot be replaced, the tombstone must be carried all the way up.

Of course, others will definitely take care of things and share more of the weight.

In this way, hundreds of people carried up thirty or forty tombstones at a time.

Chen Xin was also in the group, but he wasn't assigned to carry the tombstone.

One reason is that he is not of the correct generation, and another reason is that his surname is Chen, not Wang.

Wang Xiang, for example, has already been called away.

Chen Xin was not disappointed by this; this is tradition, sometimes it makes people feel warm, and sometimes it makes people feel cold.

A day passed quickly.

On the first day, there were hundreds of tombstones on the mountain. Although everyone carrying the tombstones was exhausted, they all had smiles on their faces.

For the second day's tombstones, priority was given to those at the foot of the mountain, so that the people from the first day could rest.

On the third day, they started from top to bottom again.

Thus, it wasn't until the fourth day that it was Chen Xin's turn.

At this time, Wang Xingping had not yet returned.

When Grandma Mei Huixiang didn't see Wang Xingping, her eyebrows shot up.

"Chen Xin, you're up there in a bit!"

Chen Xin didn't refuse, but it would be better to have his uncle come back for this.

The thought crossed my mind, and suddenly another person appeared outside the door.

Wang Xingping was just having a meeting in the underworld, preparing to use the Ghost Gate to connect the Yin and Yang areas between several posts, so that ordinary Yin messengers could also travel to other posts on foot.

But halfway through the drive, he suddenly appeared at his own doorstep.

After a long pause, Wang Xingping finally stuffed the pen in his hand into his pocket.

Only one person can do this.

However, the other party usually wouldn't do that. If they did, there must be something going on.

Wang Xingping took a step and headed home.

As soon as I entered, I saw my elderly mother and Chen Xin eating in the courtyard.

Without saying a word, Wang Xingping sat down at the table naturally, preparing to pick up his bowl and eat.

Just as he was about to pick up some food, he was slapped hard by a pair of chopsticks.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"What would I do! I'll beat you up for your father!"

Mei Huixiang slammed her chopsticks on the table with a loud bang.

"I couldn't even get in touch with you when you were changing my father's tombstone. You're so busy, what are you doing back here?"

Wang Xingping's eyes twitched as he was being scolded. He really didn't know.

And isn't it the person next to him who's doing all the work that's keeping him so busy?

Why hit him? Hit Chen Xin instead!

"Mom, I don't know!"

Wang Xingping protested his innocence, but no one spoke up for him. In the end, he just stood by the table and watched Chen Xin and the other person finish eating.

During the process, he also saw the messages on his phone and understood what had happened.

Just as he was about to say something while his mother had calmed down, Mei Huixiang unexpectedly left.

Just as Wang Xingping was wondering how to coax her, Mei Huixiang came out with a large bowl of rice.

"Eat, and after you finish eating, go carry your father's tombstone!"

Wang Xingping smiled.

"Hey! Okay!"

With that, he sat down and began to eat.

Chen Xin watched this scene with a smile in his eyes, but also a hint of disappointment.

Since he confronted his uncle, there has been no interaction between them.

In the past, if this had happened, my uncle would have already asked Chen Xin to speak on his behalf.

After the meal, Chen Xin and Wang Xingping followed Mei Huixiang toward the square.

Finally, Mei Huixiang seemed to sense the tension between the two and said to Wang Xingping, "Chen Xin, as his uncle, you should cover for him a bit more in the future. After all, you're his only uncle!"

Mei Huixiang seemed to be talking about the tombstone, but then again, she wasn't.

Wang Xingping nodded, but said nothing.

Soon, the ancestral worship procession set off again. Wang Xiang had no work today, so he stayed by Chen Xin's side, preparing to help Chen Xin's family carry the offerings later.

However, Wang Xiang was still somewhat reserved when he saw Wang Xingping.

The other young people were reserved around wealthy families returning home, but Wang Xiang didn't feel anything for them.

After all, how rich could a wealthy household be that even he, a mere underworld official, didn't know about?
But Wang Xingping is different.

Those who have access to Wang Xingping are among the most elite people in Daxia.

Wang Xiang even thought that it was only because the village chief didn't know that he would have taken Chen Xin's family grave to the top of the mountain.

Soon, the group arrived at the foot of Zushan Mountain.

Each family carried their own tombstones, engraved with the names of their ancestors, and headed up the mountain.

As Chen Xin got closer, he also saw the line of words on the tombstone.

"The gates of hell welcome souls, guiding them to the netherworld."

Naturally, Chen Xin also learned why the tombstones needed to be replaced collectively this time.

Soon, Wang Xingping and Chen Xin carried the tombstone to its location.

Just as everyone was helping to dig the hole to bury the tombstone, something unexpected happened.

A wisp of black mist suddenly appeared in the void above the tombstone, transforming directly into the shape of a tree.

Just as everyone was shocked by this strange phenomenon and was preparing to kneel down, Chen Xin's expression changed.

This tree looks exactly like the Yin Virtue Tree that once allowed people to transform into humans!
At this moment, with this tree appearing here, Chen Xin could only think of one possibility.

A domain lord came after him because of his short-sighted, exploitative actions?
……

(End of this chapter)