Chapter 385

The three left Di Ping and his party on the spot for a while!

Di Ping didn't do anything for a while, and could only wait.

He could feel a sense of sadness and solemnity from the singing, so he put his palms together and lowered his head to show his respect, and Yue Lie and the others also learned to do it.

Although the atmosphere was very depressing, Di Ping and the others were not from the blacksmith village after all.

What ritual seems to be going on?

However, after a long time, several people could not keep standing still like these villagers, and their hearts gradually became impatient.

Fortunately, before a few people were completely unbearable, the singing in the hall finally stopped, and the crowd who had been standing still in the square made a slight noise, as if they were putting their hands down one by one.

Di Ping looked up, and sure enough, everyone in the square raised their heads and put down their clasped hands. The Luo family and their daughter also stopped, their eyes flashing with sadness and hatred, while Xingchi's face was also sad, and his eyes were low. Down, without saying a word.

"This is to enter the ancestral hall for the deceased clansmen to return to the ancestral hall. After every clan member dies, the spirit bales must be put into the ancestral hall. Xiao Di, don't take it as a surprise, let you wait a little longer..."

Although Di Ping didn't ask, Luo Hongyuan wasn't really a rude idiot who didn't know anything. He seemed to see the doubts in Di Ping's eyes and explained.

"Uncle Luo, how could this happen! The dead are the biggest, it doesn't matter if you wait for a while!"

Di Ping shook his head solemnly and said softly.

"well!"

Luo Hongyuan looked at Di Ping with satisfaction! It's just that he didn't notice that although he kept his voice very low, it was still very loud in this quiet valley. All the people in the square heard it and turned around to look here.

When a group of people saw Di Ping and his party, their faces were puzzled, and they didn't seem to know what the group was.

At the same time, many people's faces showed scrutiny, and this person's eyes flashed with vigilance and precaution. Seeing Di Ping and his party's eyes with unkindness, Di Ping didn't know what was going on for a while.

Di Ping's forehead was sweating a little when he felt the eyes of these people. Fortunately, he had foresight before and put away his weapons. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to see the eyes of these people. These are all Luo Xinyi people, and it is not easy to use force. .

"Mistakes, mistakes!"

Luo Hongyuan also knew at this time that his loud voice was causing trouble again, and explained embarrassingly in his daughter's unkind eyes, but he didn't notice that his urgent voice was louder, and the shocking valley was buzzing.

"Ugh!"

Luo Xinyi patted her forehead helplessly with a black line.

"This father and daughter really don't have anyone anymore?"

Di Ping secretly laughed, this Luo Xinyi is the eldest brother, not to mention the second brother, she finally found the root cause of her usual performance.

"Hongyuan! What are you yelling about?"

Just as Luo Hongyuan and his daughter were apologizing, four white-haired old men walked out of the hall. They all seemed to be in their seventies or eighties, but they walked steadily and walked like the wind. Also attracted by Di Ping's group, he walked towards this side after leaving the hall, and asked aloud, a strong red-faced old man with white hair and long beard walking in front of him more than ten meters away.

"Hey! No... no... Uncle, my voice is too low?"

Luo Hongyuan was obviously a little nervous, and waved his hands repeatedly, looking awkward, as if he was afraid of the old man in front of him.