The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 73: No Wishes Allowed! Respect!
When Old Chen was borrowing Master Fuli, he thought about what he had witnessed and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

But Old Chen would never have imagined that the mumblings in his heart would appear in the wish list in Ansheng's mind in the form of a wish.

An Sheng glanced at the wish list that had just been refreshed in her mind and almost cursed out loud.

[Alas—now that science is advanced, the Green Mountains and Lush Waters Project is complete, and even little Fuli has become an immortal. Mazu! May Master Fuli bless the people of Changxi Town with good weather and a good harvest every year—Chen Fengshui recalled the story of the two-tailed fox and couldn't help but internally complain about his own magical experience. These days, Master Fuli has become a gangster, making a living by grabbing guns.]

[Wish fulfilled: Fight the typhoon head-on and show him.]

"God damn it, I fought a typhoon head-on, and even with shit, piss, and hair, I'm less than 15 kilograms."

"You're such a fucking bastard! Let me go head-to-head with Typhoon! And you're playing mahjong in front of Master Fuli!"

When Ansheng saw the refreshed wishes, she almost couldn't help but kick Lao Chen.

On the hell of the mixed road, I've seen it blocking the typhoon.

I'll smash your crotch temple!

"嘤嘤嘤!"

"Master, Master~ Don't stop me, I want to go! I want to help the old village chief!"

"Huh? Xiao An, do you want to sit on the altar?" Yu Xueqing, who was holding her cute little fox in her arms, moved her ears and felt happy when she heard Xiao An's cute words.

"Come with me!"

Seeing that Master Fuli agreed to the proposal, Old Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and led Ansheng and Yu Xueqing across the square where tables and chairs were still set up, and into the ancestral hall that had stood here for countless years and had a strong historical atmosphere.

The walls are covered with mottled blue bricks and stone tiles. Behind the screen wall, you can see a patio. Going further in, you can see a four or five-meter-long table inside the house. On it, tablets of Chen's ancestors are placed one after another.

The doors of the house where the ancestral tablets are enshrined are now fully open.

On both sides of the courtyard, there were middle-aged men and women changing clothes. It would not be accurate to say that they were changing clothes, as they were all dressed neatly. They just put on a vest that looked quite historical.

"Good morning, uncle!"

Yu Xueqing entered the ancestral hall carrying a fox, walked on the blue brick floor that seemed to have been waxed, and greeted some people she knew with a smile on her face.

It was not a big deal for the naughty kids to blow up cow dung in the square, but the firecrackers they used were as thick as the kids' arms.

After the cow dung flew up to the sky, it fell from the courtyard to the ground of the ancestral hall, right in front of the Chen family's ancestors.

Directly in front of the God Ancestor tablet is a cow dung graffiti that looks like flowers scattered by a fairy from heaven. The scene is extremely shocking.

Even with this, Old Chen could still tolerate it.

But Chen Taigong is flying on a sword in the game, winning the chicken in the exciting battlefield, and getting a pentakill in the canyon.
When Old Chen found out, his face immediately turned red.

"Aqing, please sit here for a while."

After Old Chen invited Master Fuli, he also went to get his own vest and ordered people to move the giant bronze incense burner in front of the grandfathers.

After changing his clothes, Lao Chen looked serious and held a rectangular tray padded with red velvet in his hands.

Old Chen signaled with his eyes, and Yu Xueqing understood. He touched the fox's little head and put it on the tray.

Old Chen walked steadily, and under the surprised gaze of some Chen clan elders in the courtyard, he placed the tray supporting Master Fuli on the table behind the incense burner.

Master Fuli was in a high position and could see all the Chen family members standing in the courtyard at a glance.

Behind him are his ancestors who have made contributions to the country, the Chen family, and the local area.

None of the ancestors who can receive incense and offerings in the ancestral hall are ordinary people.

Just as the people of Xiadong do not keep idle gods, not everyone can live in the ancestral hall and receive incense from their descendants.

"The time has come! Something has happened in the ancestral hall today. It is the result of the unfilial behavior of the descendants of the Chen family. Please ask the grandfather!"

After placing Master Fuli on the table, Old Chen walked to the door with a handful of lit sandalwood in his hand, looked at the people in the courtyard and spoke in a deep voice.

The process of ancestor worship is actually very simple. People are ranked according to their achievements and seniority in the family tree, and then line up in front of the incense burner in the ancestral hall to burn incense to the ancestors of the Chen family.

After Old Chen read out the reason for ancestor worship, he was the first to step forward and insert the incense sticks into the incense burner.

Yu Xueqing was also helping, distributing the lit incense and candles in her hands to the uncles and aunts in the courtyard.

The Chen uncles stood still, facing the ancestral tablets, ready to offer sacrifices and burn incense.

At this moment, Lao Chen seemed to have thought of something, stepped forward to block the door, and warned:
"Master Fuli behind me is the hero who saved the Shougoujian Tea Garden a few days ago. Please show some respect and don't make random wishes in front of Master Fuli!"

"You are not allowed to make wishes to the ancestors. We are offering sacrifices to them to apologize for our sins!"

Old Chen glanced warily at all the Chen clan members present.

Whether the old men are effective or not is another matter, but the master Fuli sitting up there now is a genuine white fox fairy, so don’t cause any trouble for me!

Some members of the Chen clan lowered their heads with embarrassment and their eyes flickered.

They saw the village chief so solemnly holding the fox in front of the Shenzu card table.

They all thought that the fox on the table might be the fox fairy invited back by the village chief.

It's the kind that is particularly effective. They were just muttering and making a wish.

"Hey! I can't stand hearing what you say, little fox! What's wrong with my fellow villagers making a wish to me! How can you, as the village chief, hinder the villagers' freedom to worship their ancestors!" Ansheng complained about Lao Chen with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

But Old Chen seemed determined not to let the villagers disturb Master Fuli and the ancestors of the Chen family.

Old Chen stood by the incense burner, supervising the Chen family members to burn incense to the grandfather.

After the tribesmen had burned incense, Lao Chen would glare at anyone who stopped or intended to make a wish.

The Chen Family Ancestral Hall is in the shape of a Chinese character "回". After the descendants offered incense and candles to their ancestors and invited the great-grandfathers back, they did not leave the hall directly, but stood in the outer circle of the Chinese character "回", with a look of surprise on their faces.

Burning incense and worshiping ancestors is just a process.

What happens next is interesting.

"call"

After the last person had offered incense, Lao Chen secretly glanced at Master Fuli, and after making sure that his clansmen had not secretly made wishes to Master Fuli, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Making a wish to other gods and deities doesn’t matter whether it comes true or not. Most of the time, it is just for psychological comfort.

but!
Mr. Fuli on the table!

He can pull out a gun!

He is suspected to have close ties with smuggling gangs and may even know some societies in Taiwan!

Old Chen is not afraid of other things, but he is afraid that after Master Fuli at the table hears the wishes of the clan members, he will take out a heavy machine gun and start shooting that night, helping those Chen clan members who are doing business to sweep away their business rivals and realize their wishes!

Now seeing that Master Fuli was sitting on the Diaoyutai, Old Chen breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door, took out a smart phone from his pocket, and turned on the video.

However, when Lao Chen looked at the video recorded on his mobile phone, he found it a little blurry and the focus seemed not very good.

"Aqing, can your phone record that 4K high-definition video? Help Uncle Chen record it. I'll take it back to the village and broadcast it later."

After fiddling with it for a while, Lao Chen felt helpless about this smartphone which was several years old, so he turned around, looked at Yu Xueqing and asked.

"Uh, that should be possible."

Yu Xueqing ran to her backpack and took out two bottles of fruit for the live broadcast and one bottle of rice for her own use.

"Village Chief, do you want to record in 4K?"

"Can you record in 8K?"

"Uh, that doesn't seem to work, does it?"

“Then it can only be 4K!”

Old Chen waited until Yu Xueqing had set up the phone, then he faced all the Chen clan members and shouted loudly:

"Suppress the unworthy descendants: Chen Zhi! Chen Liang! Young Chen! and bring them to the ancestral hall!"

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(End of this chapter)