No one would have thought that a dead ghost caught on the road as a driver would turn out to be the grandson of Qiu Beidou's grandson.
I heard that my sect had already adopted my surname. As a result, after hundreds of years of invasion, there was not even a single person who knew magic anymore.
Thinking of this, Qiu Beidou felt a sigh of relief.
At the moment, Fatty Qiu asked his grandchildren to continue driving, thinking about Guangling.
Qiu Beidou had no intention of sleeping and kept asking dead ghosts about his sect along the way.
The dead ghost Qiu Tianming talked about all the details, but they were all bits and pieces of trivial matters.
His status in the family is too low, and all he knows about major events are those written in the family tree hundreds of years ago.
Nowadays, major matters in the family will not be discussed with a person of his status.
This damn guy is nagging, but his driving skills are really good.
The car drove quickly and steadily, and he had been running this route all year round and knew a few small roads.
At that moment, 'Zhuge Zhengqi' drove the car off the highway. After twists and turns on the national highway, he arrived at Qiu Beidou's hometown of Guangling before dawn.
Seeing that the sun was about to rise, 'Zhuge Zhengqi' finally parked the car on the side of the road.
He turned around and said to Qiu Beidou with a smile on his face:
"Ancestor, this is Guangling, your birthplace.
Keep walking along this road, and you will arrive at your mausoleum for almost thirty kilometers.
Qiu Jiefang, the current patriarch of the Qiu family, is guarding the mausoleum at this time. The things you asked me along the way are probably only known to the patriarch.
It's almost dawn now, and I don't dare to control this body anymore.
I'm going to rest right now. If you need anything, just find a place out of the sun and call me a few times. I'll come out naturally after you hear me."
When I said this, a touch of fish belly white appeared in the east, and then the sun quickly shone over.
The moment the sun hit the car, 'Zhuge Zhengqi' suddenly rolled his eyes.
The aura of the dead ghost Qiu Tianming disappeared and was replaced by a familiar voice:
“Have a good sleep, I can’t imagine how comfortable it will be.
Mr. Beidou, donor, what do you two mean by looking at me like this? My face is dirty?"
Seeing that Zhuge Zhengqi was finally back to normal, I felt relieved.
"Your face is not dirty"
I smiled at Zhuge Zhengqi, and then told him what happened.
Zhuge Zhengqi was also very surprised when he heard this. He originally just caught a dead ghost to drive for him, but he didn't expect to meet Qiu Beidou's same clan.
"This world is really not big."
Zhuge Zhengqi glanced at Qiu Beidou behind him in the rearview mirror, and then continued:
"Mr. Beidou, since we have arrived in Guangling, would you like to meet your juniors first?
Explain clearly that you are Qiu Beidou who ascended back then, and we will go and get the magic weapon you left behind in an open and honest manner."
"After I ascended, I never came back. Now that I have been demoted to earth, I only know that I came back, and I still ask for things.
I can't afford to lose this person in front of these children."
Qiu Beidou waved his hand with a wry smile, and then continued:
"I haven't been back for hundreds of years, and you two have been accompanying me everywhere.
We will wait until after dark before entering the tomb.
I took the magic weapon that I had in my possession back then and left.
When I return to heaven in the next life, I will definitely find an opportunity to come back.
Even if it’s just to give the children a dream.”
Having said this, Fatty Qiu sighed again and again.
Now that Qiu Beidou has said so, Zhuge Zhengqi and I have nothing to say.
At the moment, I randomly found a hotel to stay at.
Qiu Beidou and I didn't sleep much last night. We covered our heads and slept all morning.
I slept until noon, then got up and took a shower.
Then he followed Zhuge Zhengqi, who had been wandering around Guangling all morning, and found a local restaurant for dinner.
He ordered a few dishes at random, and while waiting for them to be cooked, Qiu Beidou asked the restaurant owner about the local Qiu family.
As soon as he heard about the Qiu family, the boss said directly:
"Lao Qiu family, how come you haven't heard of it?
The Qiu family was a popular surname in Guangling back then, especially in Wudao District. Before liberation, the area was called the Qiu family.
Speaking of the Laoqiu family, I heard that their ancestors were all Taoist priests.
There was also an ascended god
I heard from the old people in Guangling that in the past, whenever it was the immortal's birthday or the big day of ascension, the Laoqiu family would set off firecrackers, sing and dance, just like the Chinese New Year. It was really more lively than the Chinese New Year.
But now the Laoqiu family is no longer good. Over the years, they have not produced any talents, and they are not good at doing business or politics.
Now the most promising person in their family is one of the juniors who is working as the deputy director of the subdistrict in other places.
I heard that they have been selling the gadgets left by their ancestors to make a living. No matter how rich their ancestors are, they can't withstand such trouble."
Originally, Qiu Beidou still had a smile on his face, but after hearing the next few words, Fatty Qiu's face turned ugly.
At this moment, I saw an old model Hutouben parked in front of the restaurant.
Then, three old men in their 60s and 70s got out of the car with a middle-aged man in his forties.
After seeing these people, the restaurant owner immediately lowered his voice and said:
"You can't talk to people in broad daylight. If you talk to Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here.
Did you see the old man walking at the front? This is the current patriarch of the Lao Qiu family, Qiu Jiefang."
When he said this, the restaurant owner suddenly changed his smiling face, turned to the few people who had just come in, and said:
"Isn't this Uncle Jiefang?
When you come to eat, don't forget to call me in advance and I'll ask the waiter to buy some seafood."
The old man named Qiu Jiefang smiled and said:
“I’m just using our store to talk about something, Lao Qi, is there no one in the private room?
Hurry up and arrange a private room for us.
It’s four cold and eight hot. You can weigh a few dishes. Don’t be in a hurry to serve the wine.”
The restaurant owner looked apologetic and said:
"Uncle, what a coincidence
The private rooms in the store were booked early in the morning.
If you don’t mind, it will be the same as in the lobby.”
Seeing that there were no private rooms, these people didn't want to change places, so they chose an empty table next to us.
After they sat down, they flipped through the menu and selected a few dishes. After the waiter left, they immediately started chatting among each other.
The elderly are quite old, so when they speak, their voices are inevitably a bit louder.
"Boss Zhou, please give me a little more this time.
Everything I gave you is good, so you only gave us 60,000?
This is not the first time we sell our ancestors’ things, so we know the market price.”
The middle-aged man named Boss Zhou laughed his whole life and said:
"Uncle Qiu, you know what I want.
As long as you nod your head, give me the things.
At least - at least two million."
Before Boss Zhou could finish what he said, several old men quit their job as soon as they heard it.
Qiu Jiefang looked like a pig liver, stared at Boss Zhou and said:
"This is not about money. How dare you take advantage of my ancestor's immortal body?"