The old master didn't sleep well last night, and after chatting with his two brothers for a while, he felt too exhausted to stay up and went back to his room to catch up on some sleep.
"Let's go, let's see what the ancestral temple looks like now."
Uncle Song took a bunch of keys from the wall, and led the two through the main hall to a winding path in the backyard, which was blocked by a large gate at the end.
After opening it with a key, they found a small temple inside, which was the Song Family ancestral hall, where the tablets of the ancestors were enshrined.
As they pushed open the door of the small temple, a cloud of dust flew towards them.
Uncle Song coughed twice and waved his hand in front of himself.
As the dust settled, Song Yun began to carefully examine the room.
