love you hell

After tossing and tossing until the end, Zheng Jing finally fell asleep.

The Maoshan Biography, also known as Xia Family History, was put aside, and Zheng Jing felt that her current state was not suitable for studying this book.

Not long after falling asleep, Zheng Jing had a dream. She felt that she was in a strange place, and it was too dark to see clearly.

However, before Zheng Jing could figure out her situation, she was shaken awake again. The terrible feeling of lack of sleep made her feel that her head was as big as a bucket, and she opened her eyes in a daze, facing Xia Qing's eyes above her.

All of a sudden, all the tangled things before falling asleep rolled back into her brain, and Zheng Jing felt her head hurt even more.

"Get up, the sacrifice is about to begin." Xia Qing was already fully dressed, with a serious expression, without a hint of a smile.

Zheng Jing nodded immediately, got out of the bed, quickly dressed and washed, except for the headache that couldn't be shaken off, she seemed to be standing in front of Xia Qing again in good spirits.

Xia Qing looked Zheng Jing up and down, walked back to the table without saying a word, picked up a small jar and opened it, then waved to Zheng Jing.

Just as Zheng Jing walked over without knowing why, she saw Xia Qing pick up a little cream from inside with her index finger, and then her lower eyelids felt cold.

Zheng Jing subconsciously raised her hand and backed away, but Xia Qing stopped her first by saying, "Don't move." Then Zheng Jing realized that Xia Qing was putting two ointments on her eyes.

"Wipe it off by yourself, your eyes are like pandas." Xia Qing only wiped the first two times, and then backed away.

Zheng Jing obediently took over by herself, but the eye cream is not bad to use, and it is quite cool after wiping it back and forth like this.

Following Xia Qing out of the house, Zheng Jing belatedly realized that it was really early.

The sky was as dark as when looking out through the window before, but walking in the aisle, I could finally see the lights on in the aisle.

That's right, it's the lamp, which inexplicably makes Zheng Jing have a very touching sense of time travel, obviously in the summer love room, the air conditioner is turned on and the computer is used.

"Xia Qing, what time is it?" Zheng Jing couldn't help asking.

"Around 02:30." Xia Qing's answer was very simple, which made Zheng Jing shiver.

Get up at 02:30 to worship?Is it too early even for Ching Ming Festival?

"The ceremony is rather boring, so you don't have to listen to it, but the phone is disabled, so please mute it now." Xia Qing continued to warn.

dull?Zheng Jing always felt that this description was a bit familiar, and silently took out the phone and adjusted it to silent.

Eh?Why does it seem like there is something on the screen?Zheng Jing stared at the screen suspiciously.

"Are you ready?" Xia Qing stopped at some point and turned around to ask.

"Ah, all right." Zheng Jing hurriedly put away her phone, "I also canceled the vibration, how long will this ceremony last?"

"My father presides over the ceremony, usually around dawn, but this time..." Xia Qing paused, "It may take a little longer."

"Oh." Zheng Jing didn't hear the meaning hidden in Xia Qing's words, "Is there anything else to do after the end? You seem to have not slept all night. It is better for your body to rest."

"..." This time, it was Xia Qing who didn't answer, but Zheng Jing didn't think it was a problem.

The two walked while talking, and happened to reach the corner. As soon as they turned the corner, they saw Xia Qing stop.

Zheng Jing followed the corner suspiciously, and saw a strange middle-aged man, his temples were obviously graying, but he looked quite imposing.

When the man saw Zheng Jing appearing, his eyes swept over like a knife, and he really said to Xia Qing: "Finally back?"

"En." Xia Qing responded and said nothing.

Xia Wei also only asked this question, and turned towards another road, Xia Qing also followed, Xia Wei and her are the father and daughter of the direct line, and they live not far away, so it is expected that they will run into each other.

Zheng Jing opened her mouth, but felt that it was not suitable to speak at this time, so she could only bury her doubts in her stomach and continue to follow Xia Qing.

Along the wooden corridor to the hall, I saw more and more people along the way, which was completely different from the scene the day before.Zheng Jing also glanced into the yard, and saw that most of the cars were parked in the yard. From time to time, cars drove in, and a person got out of the car.

However, although there were many people, no one spoke, and even the footsteps were soft. The whole scene was like a silent drama.

It wasn't until entering the hall that Xia Qing turned around and said to Zheng Jing: "I have to stand in front later, it's good for you to stay here, don't run to the corner and squat alone."

"...Well." Zheng Jing felt that what Xia Qing said was weird, what was squatting, but judging by Xia Qing's expression, she couldn't make a joke at this time.

The entire hall is very large and there are many people, but the atmosphere feels a little depressing for no reason.

After Xia Qing left, Zheng Jing looked around and estimated that there were nearly a hundred people, of different ages, and even an old lady with gray hair.

No one cared about the appearance of Zheng Jing, an outsider, maybe some of them didn't know each other.

"Officer Zheng." A greeting sounded from behind, Zheng Jing turned her head and found Xia Lin standing behind her.

At least this is someone she knows, Zheng Jing relaxed a little: "Morning, Xia Lin."

Xia Lin smiled and walked over: "The Xia family has many branches, and each has its own family. Although they may not be in contact with each other at ordinary times, when encountering problems, or such important events as the Nine Years Festival, everyone will gather here."

Zheng Jing nodded: "Sacrifice, are you offering sacrifices to ancestors to pray for blessings?" She asked curiously.

Xia Lin shook her head: "No, Xiaoqing must have told you that the ceremony is boring."

Zheng Jing was taken aback for a moment, smiled and said nothing.

Xia Lin nodded knowingly: "Actually, in the eyes of most people here, this ceremony is indeed quite boring, and it might be the same if Officer Zheng is watching." She seemed to think about it, took out a small bottle from her pocket, It looks like eye drops, "Officer Zheng, do you want to know what kind of world Xiaoqing lives in?"

"Ah?" Zheng Jing didn't understand what Xia Lin meant, "What do you mean?"

"This is eye drops. I think you've been blinking, probably sleeping less." Xia Lin shrugged, "We're used to the rhythm of this sacrifice. In fact, not sleeping is more energetic than sleeping. Use it, your eyes will feel comfortable .”

Zheng Jing looked at the "eye drops" in her hand, and analyzed what Xia Lin said just now from the bottom of her heart.

"Officer Zheng, this is useless, don't worry about cross-infection and other issues." Xia Lin looked at Zheng Jing from the side, her tone was a bit cold, which made Zheng Jing feel oppressed inexplicably.

"Sister, Officer Zheng." Xia Nuo also appeared and ran over quickly, "You are all here."

Xia Lin frowned slightly, and looked at Xia Nuo: "Xiao Nuo, what are you doing here?"

"Ah, my little cousin is worried that Police Officer Zheng's side is... um... boring to be alone, so let me come over and watch. Anyway, I don't have anything to do with the sacrifice." Xia Nuo said with a smile.

Xia Lin was silent for a while, and then nodded: "Then you stay here with Officer Zheng, I'll go there first." As the eldest daughter of their family, Xia Lin should also be at the front.

Seeing Xia Lin leave, Xia Nuo exhaled exaggeratedly, then turned to look at Zheng Jing: "Officer Zheng, do you feel unwell? Didn't you get enough sleep?"

Zheng Jing nodded, looked at the eye drops in her hand, and finally unscrewed the cap: "Well, fortunately, there are eye drops for emergency."

"Uh... are you sure you want to use it?" Xia Nuo's eyes flashed a tangled look, "I mean, doesn't it mean that it's not good to use more eye drops?"

"Well, I need to use it, it's too dry." Zheng Jing put on the eye drops.

The eye drops are so cool that they tingle a little.

Zheng Jing had to blink a few times, bringing out some tears, which made her eyes feel better.

When I opened my eyes again and looked around, there were still so many people, and the hall was already so big, nothing had changed.

Zheng Jing turned her head to look at Xia Nuo in astonishment, he hadn't grown horns yet, and suddenly felt that her paranoia just now was ridiculous.

"Officer Zheng, are your eyes okay?" Xia Nuo asked concerned, "If anything goes wrong with you, my little cousin will tear me apart."

"Haha, it's okay." Zheng Jing couldn't help laughing.

At this time, there was a knocking sound on the stage, and Zheng Jing looked up. The middle-aged man was standing on the top, holding a wooden sword in his hand.

"Ling." Xia Wei sank to his dantian, and a single word rang like a bell in the entire hall.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Xia Wei quietly.

Zheng Jing thought that there would be some regular words or actions in the future, but Xia Wei just stood there quietly holding the sword, while Xia Qing, who was standing by the side, moved at this moment.

She first lit the joss sticks she had prepared earlier, then poured a pot of water into a small jade basin, then picked up the yellow paper and pen on the desk and began to write quickly.

Everything was quiet, until Xia Qing picked up a pile of talisman papers that she had only seen on TV, and two teams of girls and boys with buns took one and posted it, and then Xia Qing returned to her original position and stood still.Everyone's movements stopped again.

Suddenly, Xia Wei pointed the wooden sword in the direction of the gate and called out "Enter".

The door slammed open, and Zheng Jing was surprised to see a person slowly walking in from the door. It was an old man with long white hair and beard, which almost reached his ankles.

The old man walked slowly, passing through the crowd step by step, and walked up to Xia Wei after a while, holding a booklet in both hands.

Xia Qing was also moved, walked over, took the booklet in her hand and opened it, stopped at a certain page, and showed it to Xia Wei.

Xia Wei suddenly pointed the wooden sword at Xia Qing, Zheng Jing noticed a small commotion in the surrounding crowd, turned to look at Xia Nuo, and also noticed the surprise on his face.

"Xia Qing, the eldest grandson of the No. 20 seventh generation of the Xia family, inherits the family sword." Xia Wei looked at Xia Qing and said coldly.

Not to mention other people, even Xia Qing's eyes widened in surprise.

"Xia Qing, the eldest grandson of the No. 20 seventh generation of the Xia family, inherits the family sword." Xia Wei repeated, with a more dignified tone.

Almost everyone turned their attention to Xia Qing. They already knew the news of her contact with the seal, but what happened a few years ago was still fresh in everyone's memory, and they were all waiting for it.

"I refuse." Xia Qing's voice sounded, so neat that Zheng Jing wanted to applaud.

Xia Wei's gaze became sharper: "Are you going to violate the family rules that have been passed down for thousands of years?"

Xia Qing took a step back, folded her arms and smiled: "Family rules? Inherited for thousands of years?" She looked at Xia Wei, no longer as respectful as before, "Xia Wei, times have changed, and these 1000-year-old rags should be thrown away. Bar."

"Nonsense!" Xia Wei scolded angrily, "I should teach you a lesson as a father!"

"Then try." Xia Qing showed no sign of weakness, and stretched out a hand.

A strange wind swept in from the gate, Zheng Jing opened her eyes wide, as if seeing the most incredible scene in the world.

All kinds of people floated in from outside the gate, hanging above the hall.

Even Xia Nuo patted her on the shoulder and said, "Actually, in our eyes, that booklet floated in from the air" couldn't listen to it anymore.