Chapter 306 My DNA Moved

The monks who appeared in the ancestral hall, the leader was a famous local monk, who was certified by a formal organization and worked with a certificate.

It was not easy to invite him here. You had to make an appointment a long time in advance, and you might not be able to invite him even if you made an appointment.

The daily practice life of a master of this level was very tight.

If it were in the past, some clan members who had known this monk would definitely be very excited. But now, they had to think more.

This... invite a monk to perform a ritual?

Will the ancestors be angry?

Or, do the ancestors also like the master to chant?

They were worried that the ancestors would be emotional, but they were also curious whether the ancestors would appear again?

A little scared, but quite looking forward to it.

Some clan members felt that the children were not suitable for this occasion, so they took the children away to the side hall, but most of the other clan members stayed here, and even went to the toilet in a hurry and hurried back, for fear of missing any exciting scenes.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall was weird, and even the monks themselves were surprised.

The atmosphere at the scene was too hard to understand. Didn't they say that there were many non-Buddhists among the Feng clan members?

The Feng family members in Yangcheng also said that they respected the personal beliefs of the clan members, and not all of them would be present during the Dharma Assembly. It was estimated that many people would go to the side hall to rest. If any clan member said something inappropriate, they would be asked to be tolerant and understanding.

But now, there are quite a few clan members present, far more than they expected.

I always feel that it is different from what they said before!

I can't see it clearly, and I can't figure it out.

To exaggerate, even the flower pots placed next to them are weird.

The monks came in from the front door, passed through the courtyard, and then walked to the Buddhist hall. Along the way, the clan members present all stared at them, and the close eyes made them feel weird.

These Feng clan members...

They are enthusiastic, but they are extremely restrained and don't talk much.

They are cold, but not like that either. The close eyes show their inner thoughts very directly.

There is expectation in caution, and there is a bit of uneasiness in expectation.

This should be just an ordinary ancestral worship ceremony in the ancestral hall, not some evil gathering, right?

Should this ceremony go smoothly?

The monks had their own thoughts, but they looked calm.

The leading master was indeed an experienced monk. Even if he noticed the strangeness here, he was very calm.

According to the appointment, the Feng family of Yangcheng invited them to come here to chant sutras and pray for blessings, which was not much different from the previous business.

But before the start, there was a temporary change on the Feng family of Yangcheng.

Uncle Feng Yi invited the monk aside and whispered a few words.

The master was surprised when he heard it, but he didn't show it on his face.

If the monks didn't want to make a temporary change, they could refuse this ritual.

But after thinking about it, the monk agreed.

The business was proficient, just a few changes, and he started with his disciples after a little preparation.

Grandpa Feng looked at the Buddhist hall with a dark look in his eyes, and I didn't know what he was thinking. But what is certain is that he is not in a good mood now.

The clan members have been paying attention to that side.

"What are you still talking about? Aren't you going to start right away?"

"It seems that some changes have been made temporarily. Well, it's understandable. If this kind of thing happened in our ancestral hall..."

"According to the custom here, it should be that kind of blessing scriptures. Invite monks to chant scriptures in the place where the ancestors are worshipped, generally praying for blessings and eliminating disasters, eliminating the karma of the ancestors, and blessing the descendants. But now there are some changes, and perhaps some other scriptures have been added."

"They are not calm!"

"Nonsense, who can be calm about this? I am not calm as a spectator, let alone them!"

"Guess, are these monks going to chant scriptures to transcend? Or to ward off evil spirits?"

"What evil spirits? What evil spirits are warded off? Where does evil come from?! How can you talk in front of the ancestors! Unworthy descendants! Wait until the ceremony is over and go to kowtow to the elders!"

The clan members were discussing, and when the preparations were ready and the ceremony was about to begin, the discussion quieted down.

People who were chatting on their mobile phones did not look at their phones at this time, but stared at the front, with some nervousness and expectation.

In fact, they themselves are not sure what they are expecting. Are they expecting peace and quiet? Or are they expecting the strangeness of the storm to reappear?

Some people adjusted the camera of their mobile phones and planned to record the whole process.

They didn't record it just now, so they will try to record some surprises this time. It doesn't matter if they can't record it, but what if?

Some people also turned their phones to the dial page. If something extraordinary and force majeure really happened, they must call the police in time!

Uncle Feng Yi had already retreated to one side and quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, the master agreed, otherwise this scene would be difficult to clean up.

After the change, the scriptures recited were not just one scripture, but several scriptures, praying for a smooth career, solving blood disasters, breaking evil demons, etc.

With the knocking of the instruments, all the noises stopped.

The low chanting of the monks sounded in the ancestral hall.

At first, it felt deep and wide, but when I listened carefully, it felt majestic.

Like the blazing winter sun, the chill in my heart was dispelled.

My turbulent mood settled down.

Most of the clan members had the same idea - he is indeed a great monk, and his chanting is full of meaning!

Feng Yi, who was standing in the clan group, had similar thoughts at this time. However, in addition to feeling that it sounded good, Feng Yi always felt that these scriptures sounded familiar.

Feng Yi himself did not listen to these things before, nor did he go to the temple to listen to the monks chanting.

These chantings seemed to awaken memories from a long time ago. It was not necessarily the same scriptures, but the feeling he gave him was similar.

That was not Feng Yi's own, but the memory passed down in his ancestral DNA. It was not clear, that kind of vague and vague feeling.

I don't know which ancestor, or which ancestors, heard the monks chanting.

With a thought, Feng Yi closed his eyes to prevent the changes in his eyes from being noticed by others.

At this time, not everyone in the clan team could accept chanting. For example, Feng Cheng came all the way from the other end of the continental plate to Yangcheng. In addition to signing in for his father, he was also thinking about the headquarters of the ancestral factory.

During this ancestral worship ceremony, he stood at the end of the team for the convenience of slacking off. Most of the time, he was browsing his phone to check the latest developments of the ancestral factory, and he was not impatient to watch the ancestral worship ceremony. He was not religious and had no feelings for the chanting.

As for the incident that happened when Feng Yi was burning incense before, he just thought it was a coincidence, and others were just making a fuss.

From time to time, he glanced at the time and complained in his heart: Why did I come all the way to participate in this damn ancestor worship ceremony!

In the spacious courtyard, the bright sunlight shone on the earth. At this time, the sun was already high.

Although the clan members who watched the ceremony did not enter the Buddhist hall, they were all under the eaves and did not need to feel the heat of the sun.

However, Feng Cheng, who was hanging his head and browsing his phone, still felt restless. He thought about leaving first and going to the side hall to rest for a while before leaving.

Just as he was about to move his feet, he caught a glimpse of something strange.

He saw that a large shadow gradually blocked the sunlight in the courtyard from the outside to the inside!

It was like a giant in the sky was approaching!

Look up.

Above, a large cloud formed at some point, blocking the sunlight above the ancestral hall.

There was wind.

The wind was not strong.

The gentle breeze seemed to carry a little moisture, and also brought a hint of coolness, sweeping across people's skin.

The people present suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

At the front of the viewing team, a little girl of seven or eight years old put one hand in her pocket, holding the newly received zodiac coins, and the other hand tightly grasped her father's hand.

The middle-aged man with a fierce face protected his little daughter to his side, with a rare look of confusion and vigilance on his face.

The intuition trained after so many years of hard work has a stronger perception of the changes around him.

At that moment, the hairs on his body were about to explode, but he strangely felt that it was not dangerous.

But, why?

In another part of the viewing team, a clan member's teeth chattered and made a knocking sound. He pulled another clan member beside him.

"What are you doing?" the man asked.

"I think something has brushed my feet!" His voice was shaking, but he didn't dare to look down, and motioned the other party to help take a look.

The man looked down cautiously and showed a relaxed look again.

"It's a blade of grass, blown in from outside."

I don't know if it was brought in by the previous gust of wind, or blown in by the wind now.

When he heard it was a leaf, the timid clan member finally dared to look. He kicked the blade of grass aside, breathed a long sigh of relief, and touched his chest again.

My heart beat a little faster, scared.

He touched the back of his neck again. In addition to the standing hair, there were also beads of sweat.

The other clan members were not much better.

The wind blowing was obviously not cold, but it made people feel a trembling from the bottom of their hearts. Feeling strange, I couldn't help but say a few words to the people around me to relieve the strange fear in my heart.

"You still say this is not the cold wind? This is something that the air conditioner can create?!"

"You need to look at this phenomenon scientifically and be rational."

"I usually look at it scientifically, but I can't be rational in this atmosphere now! It is said that ancestor worship ceremonies are mostly held during the day, when the Yang energy is stronger, but how do you explain it now?"

"Uh...if it is changed to the night, maybe it will be more than that?"

The superstitious people have already determined that the Feng Shui of this place is not good!

The ancestors have appeared again!

The ancestors are going to be angry!

No, they are already angry!

This, this, this...

Offering incense, burning paper, and chanting Buddhist scriptures can't calm down the anger!

Some religious people kneel down directly in front of the Buddhist hall and worship devoutly. After worshiping, they move in another direction and kowtow to the position of the ancestors in the incense hall, and I don't know what they are chanting.

In the Buddhist hall, the candlelight is dancing.

The monk sitting at the back has his robe blown.

He is relatively young and has not enough concentration. He feels something is wrong and pauses in chanting.

However, seeing the performance of his master and senior brothers, he quickly put aside his thoughts, frowned, closed his eyes, calmed down, and continued to chant.

They have been professionally trained, and their business ability is well-known in Yangcheng and even the whole province. They can't ruin their master's reputation!

Moreover, the Feng family pays a lot of money, and they can't make mistakes at this time!

The Sanskrit sound is as calm as before.

The breeze is not chaotic.

But the thickening clouds in the sky, the obviously gloomy light, the cool breeze, and the inexplicable fear from the heart...

Not to mention the clan members who are watching the ceremony, even the Feng family in Yangcheng feel the pressure.

They even doubt whether the old man's choice is correct?

Is the Feng Shui here really bad? ah!

Feng Yi, who is not conspicuous among the clan members, has a very mysterious feeling at this time.

He is also familiar with this feeling.

Every time a vague memory hidden in DNA is opened, it will be like this. Before he encountered it, he didn't know what else was hidden in DNA. He would know after it was unlocked.

In Feng Yi's ears, these chanting sounds are really nice. It has the effect of calming the mind.

It seems that a long time ago, someone also sang... cough, chanted scriptures.

Under the Sanskrit sound, even the newly built ancestral halls and houses have a sense of antiquity.

After all, it is just a vague memory, without even a picture, just a little auditory memory, not long. After being triggered by external factors, it is opened. In the process of opening, it is inevitable that energy substances will be mobilized to catalyze.

In this way, local weather changes will occur.

When the memory is received, the energy mobilization stops, and everything gradually slows down.

The mobile phone vibrates with a new message.

Feng Yi has already left the mysterious state just now, his eyes are slightly open, and they will be fully opened after the pupils recover.

Unlock the phone and check the message. It was sent by Feng Chi.

Feng Chi was just about to share with others the wonderful feeling of witnessing all this.

Feng Chi: [Brother, what do you feel at this moment? ]

Feng Yi: [My DNA moved]

Feng Chi: [? ? ? ]

Originally, Feng Chi wanted to discuss the ancestor's spirit with Feng Yi, but now seeing Feng Yi's reply, he was shocked and his fingers were shaking as he typed--

Feng Chi: [Brother, don't be upset! There are still many things worth lingering in this world! ! ! ]

Feng Yi: [...]

Feng Yi: [I have no intention of becoming a monk]

Feng Chi: [Then why did you move your DNA? ]

Feng Yi: [I just feel that there is a fate, a sense of familiarity. ]

Feng Chi: [It's "fate"! And you still say you don't have that idea! ]

Feng Chi can no longer remember the ancestor's spirit, and just wants Feng Yi to change his mind.

The cool breeze blowing into the ancestral hall stopped.

The clouds that blocked the sun gradually moved away and dissipated.

The strange and frightening pressure that enveloped the entire ancestral hall also dissipated.

In the Buddhist hall.

The master who was sitting cross-legged at the front, after finishing chanting, looked at the Buddha statue in front for a long time.

This Buddha statue was selected by Mr. Feng, and they also gave some suggestions.

There is no hard and fast rule for believers to worship Buddha statues at home. Generally, they choose the ones they like and have affinity with.

But now, the master feels that this Buddha statue may not be suitable here.

After chanting, when he looked at the Buddha statue, he didn't think much of the Buddha statue, but thought of the painting given by a pilgrim in the Zen room of the temple.

The painting was drawn by the pilgrim with reference to some legends, plus the pilgrim's own imagination, and a few artistic processing.

In the painting, under the Bodhi tree, the Buddha sat in meditation.

Behind the Buddha is a huge, snake-like body standing up.

Ahem, I haven't finished coding yet, and I owe one chapter this month.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

I wish you all good health and safety.