The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

The recliner was still rocking up and down, and Xiao Ziqi's sallow, skinny dead face loomed with it.

Looking at this scene.

Even though Lin Daiyu and Lianyi were practitioners, their faces were still livid, and some of their spirits were frightened.

"Lian'er, Xiao...Brother Xiao, it's time to call it a day." Lin Daiyu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, as if he was asking a question to himself.

Lianyi ignored it, just looked in the direction Xiao Ziqi pointed before, and stared at the sky for a long time.

The plum forest is delicate and delicate, and the sky is filled with clouds and mist.

Empty, perfectly normal.

"Maybe." Ripple took a deep breath, but his tone was very soft, so soft that it could be blown away by a random gust of wind.

An hour later.

Since Xiao Ziqi never married and had children, they found a beautiful place nearby for burial.

The sky was already dark at this time, but during the plum rain season, the rain was as continuous as if it couldn't be stopped.

The whole tone is a bit dark and old, giving people a very depressing feeling.

The two of them still held umbrellas.

In front of him is a small tomb, with a few simple words on the tombstone, 'The Tomb of Xiao Ziqi'.

Until this moment, Lin Daiyu was still a little shocked.

"Lian'er, why do I always have the feeling that I am still dominated by Brother Li after he has disappeared for so many years?"

"Why do you say that?" Ripple turned away, his eyes a little curious.

Lin Daiyu sighed, "Because I have traveled with Brother Li before, and I always encountered some strange things when following him."

"Even if he is gone, he just asked us to see his old friend for him. He is still a mortal, and he has encountered such a strange thing."

"Tell me, who can I talk to to explain this?"

Ripple didn't answer, just stared at the tombstone with a faint tone.

"He is indeed very different."

"Time? Reincarnation?"

……

The first place is Qiandong Territory.

The area named after the word "Qiankun" has a pleasant climate with four distinct seasons, which is not as extreme as the four areas of wind, snow and quicksand.

In addition to being the place with the largest number of monks, this place is also a place where mortal nations gather together.

Ozawa Country.

As the name suggests, there are many winding rivers in the territory, but most of them are fertile fields. In short, it is a typical land of plenty.

Yugu City.

A small town has a population of about 200,000. The people live and work in peace and contentment, have food and clothing, and are considered happy.

The Zhao family, a small member of the city, owns many acres of thin farmland, which is the envy of others.

Today, Zhao Yuanwai took his only daughter, Zhao Yinger, to worship his ancestors outside the city.

It rained heavily, and there were only a few pedestrians on the road, making it very lonely.

In the carriage, Zhao Yuanwai, who was holding a heavy gold ring on his thumb, said to his only daughter with serious words.

"Ying'er, you are already ten years old. You must behave in a dignified and decent manner on weekdays. You can't be as arrogant as before. Do you understand?"

"Otherwise, when you get older, which young man will look up to you?"

On the soft pillow opposite, there is a little girl in a green dress. She is not very old, but she is already a beauty visible to the naked eye.

"Dad, the old god said that I can grow a little husband."

Zhao Ying'er's voice was like the bright moon, and she gestured with the golden seeds in her hand.

"Nonsense, you actually believe the nonsense of an old beggar, how can you still be a lady?" Zhao Yuanwai seemed very angry.

"Uh!", Zhao Ying'er stuck out her tongue strangely, a little disinterested, and then looked down at the seed in her hand.

It has been three or four years since she got this seed. During this period, she used many methods.

I have tried all kinds of loess, black soil, and even the soil next to the manure pit.

There is no way, the soil in the manure pit is very fertile.

It's just that no matter how you do it, this kind of thing seems to be made of iron, but there is no movement at all.

Now she is ten years old. If she doesn't get a little husband, she will get married in a few years at most.

"Hey!" The little girl held her chin and frowned.

At a young age, he was already worrying about his life-long events.

Seeing his daughter acting like this, Zhao Yuanwai stopped lecturing him and just said, "Ying'er, you must behave yourself when worshiping your ancestors. You must not offend your ancestors. Do you understand?"

"After all, everything in our family relies on the blessings of our ancestors to achieve the good situation we have today."

Zhao Yinger nodded obediently, "I understand, Dad."

After a while, the masters and servants of the Zhao family arrived at a mountainside. The scenery here is beautiful and the view is wide. It is a rare treasure.

Two tombs stand here, one on the left and one on the right, and the foundations of the tombs have been repaired with bluestone, which is very impressive.

"My ancestors, my unfilial descendants have come to see you."

As soon as he landed on the ground, Zhao Yuanwai cried hard and knelt down in front of the two graves.

"Ancestor, you don't know, this month we bought another hundred acres of fertile farmland and bought a shop with 20,000 taels of silver."

"Ancestor, take a look, these are the roast chickens I brought, and the jar of Huadiao wine worth a hundred taels of silver..."

After Zhao Yuanwai finished speaking, he did not place it in front of the grave. Instead, he hugged the chicken directly and started chewing it until his face was shiny with oil.

"Ancestors, you see, your descendants are now well fed and well clothed, so you can relax over there."

"Ying'er, what are you still looking at? Come and eat with your father." Zhao Yuanwai urged again.

"Our old Zhao family's ancestor worship is different from other people's ancestor worship. When we come to worship our ancestors, we always eat and drink in front of the grave."

"After all, which ancestor doesn't want his descendants to live a better life?"

"As long as we have enough food and drink, this can truly comfort our ancestors. Isn't it much better than burning some paper money?"

After Zhao Yuanwai finished speaking, he stretched out his oily hand and rubbed it against the tombstone, rubbing it back and forth several times.

"The more casual you are, the more your ancestors love you."

Seeing this, Zhao Yinger's eyes widened and she said in disbelief: "Dad, didn't you say you should behave yourself?"

After she turned ten, this was the first time she came to worship her ancestors.

"Ahem, dad's rules are rules."

Zhao Ying'er nodded dullly, then trotted over and started to eat as well.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

This... is so fertile and loose soil.

The soil on the grave mound was black with purple in it, which looked like it was not ordinary soil at first glance.

"Dad, is it true that the more casual you are, the more your ancestors will love you?" she asked with eyes shining.

"Yes, of course." Zhao Yuanwai held his head high and sat directly on the stone lion in front of the tomb.

But what the two of them couldn't see was that an invisible shadow gradually appeared above the two graves.

They were the two ancestors of the Zhao family. Of course, they were also two imps. The smallest one had no magical powers.

At this moment, the two ghosts were very angry. The reason why they became ghosts, apart from being mortals, was because they had starved to death and had a lot of resentment.

"That's unreasonable. I once left a last message, saying that the food at home is low, so you don't need to bring food to worship. It's too wasteful. Just eat enough yourself."

"How come it has been passed down from generation to generation and turned into the bear that it is today?"

Another female ghost also replied: "Yes, these unfilial descendants are really annoying. How about we withdraw the smoke from the ancestral tombs?"

The Zhao family has accumulated a lot of virtue over the years, and it has become a green smoke in the ancestral grave.

"Okay, withdraw Qingyan." The male ghost nodded heavily.

Suddenly, he said again: "Daughter-in-law, what happened to the look in this little girl's eyes just now? Why do I feel a little weird?"

"I don't know, but I always feel like she's going to do something to us."

"Hey, there's something on her that we can't get close to. I just hope we think too much."

After the ancestor worship was completed, the group of masters and servants returned the same way.

At night, the back door of the Zhao Mansion was slowly pushed open, and a sneaky little figure sneaked out with a hoe.

In the dark night, her eyes sparkled.

"The more casual you are, the more your ancestors love you."

"Dad, you must not lie to me."