All nations with their own language and beliefs generally have a relatively long history. Just like the few that Wang Jingzhe encountered before, the farthest history can be traced back to the generations of fishing and hunting, and the same is true for this village of Gelang.

From the old village chief, he was not very clear about the origin and origin of the Donghua Temple. He only knew that it was passed down from generation to generation in the village, even before he came to Guizhou. However, he didn't know where the village was moved from at that time. It was probably because he migrated here to avoid the war.

Regarding Donghua Temple, only the village chief can understand the structure of Donghua Temple from selecting people and then building temples and lowering temples, and it will never be circulated.

"What is the reason? Ask it," Wang Zan asked.

Li Changyu asked the village chief and then said to him: "Praying for blessings, exorcising ghosts, and warding off evil spirits will have a better effect in the village's weather and the harvest will be better."

Wang Zan shook his head and said, "This is a bit weird. It's good that the kind of person you are doing is not resentful. How can you still pray for blessings?"

Two living boys and women were sealed in the statue of the gods, and they could not even get out of their souls. This imprisonment may take dozens or hundreds of years or so. The souls in the statue of the gods are not full of resentment, so I will pray for you. Is this normal truth?

It would be nice if you don’t curse your whole village and you won’t die well. Don’t underestimate a person’s resentment, just like how the evil ghost came about.

Wang Zan said his doubts, but Li Changyu shook his head with great confidence and said, "You don't understand, nor do you understand. Donghua Temple is the one who protects the village. If you don't believe it, you can go to some nearby hills and hillsides to see. There are Donghua Temples underneath. I can also tell you that our village has never been invaded by any lonely ghosts. It has been like this for many years. People in the village have never had any evil situations. Even if they run into it at night, they will not be afraid. This is why Donghua Temples are there. And... the elderly in the village live a long life. Just look at our village chief. You will know that he was born not long after the Republic of China."

Wang Zan was stunned. At this time, he realized a problem, that is, the Donghua Temple set up by the old village chief himself. Logically speaking, he should have lost a lot of good deeds, but he is so long now, and he is not even as old as a dizzy person. If you say that he can say that he will say that it is not likely to be more than ten or eight years, but there is absolutely no problem for three or five years.

A master who is a hundred years old and has accumulated virtue. If you do too much harm to others and benefit yourself, this will definitely not be the result. Even if you live a long life, you will definitely be sick and lying on the bed and breathing.

Wang Zan, who couldn't figure it out, frowned slightly. He asked uncertainly: "In other words, the Donghualang and the Donghuan Girl who were standing in the Donghua Temple are actually blessing your village without any disturbance. How could their souls be rammed in the soil and not come out?"

Li Changyu shook his head and said, "Then I don't know. Only the old village chief himself understands the Lidonghua Temple. No one in our village knows it."

"Just ask him..."

Li Changyu looked at Wang Zan and said, "He won't say it."

Wang Zan said speechlessly: "Then aren't you teasing me? You found him and said you wanted to talk to me. After talking for several words, there was no such thing as a silly product. You are annoying?"

Li Changyu smiled and said, "There is one thing you may not know."

"Um?"

"Li Chunxiang is his daughter"

"Who is Li Chunxiang?" Wang Zan asked in a daze.

Geng Hao was stunned for a moment and blurted out: "My grandma is also called Li Chunxiang."

"Yes, it's your grandma, the last girl in the cave flower, whose Chinese name is Li Chunxiang..."

"Swish, swish" Wang Zan and Geng Hao were both stunned. Who would have thought of this plot? Li Chunxiang, who became a cave flower girl, was actually taken to the cave flower temple by her own father, and then ran out secretly, and since then she has been wandered in a foreign land.

How could a father harm his daughter like this?

Geng Hao looked at the old village chief and said hesitantly: "I can still see my great-grandfather in this life. My grandmother is over 80 years old. Is my great-grandfather not over 100 years old?"

The old village chief must have known that Li Chunxiang has returned after his death, but his expression was very plain and he could not see any guilt at all. However, Wang Zan felt that this old man was not like the kind of person who was so cruel and inhumane.

Even if he is not serious, he has some experience with this. A person who is so sinful that he can harm his daughter must be able to see it at a glance. There is definitely a word of viciousness between his eyebrows, and Yin Tang is going to be blackened, but the old man has no.

Suddenly, the old man spoke to Li Changyu a few words.

Li Changyu turned his head and said, "The village chief said thank you and brought his daughter back. Although he hadn't seen Li Chunxiang for decades, he is still very grateful to you."

Wang Zan pointed to Geng Hao, Xu Meimei and his children and said, "Have you ever told him that this is his daughter's grandson, and his great-grandson..."

"Sayed!"

The old village chief looked at Geng Hao's family of three quietly, excited, but there was also a flash of light in his eyes.

Although it is related by blood, I have never seen it before. From a factual perspective, I really don’t feel that much.

The old village chief reached his hand into his arms, slowly took out a thin booklet from his body and placed it on the bed, and then pushed it towards Wang Zan and the others.

Wang Zan looked down and saw that the book was quite old. The handwriting on it was not the current text. It should be of the kind of regular script. It was not very straightforward and not suitable for writing with a brush. It seemed to be drawn with something.

"What is this?" Wang Zan asked with his head raised.

Li Changyu said: "This is the method of building the Donghua Temple. There are some introductions in it. The old village chief said that he may never build the Donghua Temple again in the future. It would be a pity that it would be lost. Since you brought Li Chunxiang to the village, it can be considered to have some relationship and destiny with him. He should have died in a few years. Donghua Temple is not broken by him, so it would be better to give it to you."

Wang Zan's heart skipped a beat. Instinctively, he wanted to refuse. After all, he always felt that the building of the Cave Flower Temple was too miserable, but he seemed to vaguely feel that he should take a look.

Seeing this does not mean building this Cave Flower Temple, but you can take a look at it and resolve your doubts.
Chapter completed!