Amid the violent roars, a handsome young man scurried away with his head in his arms, and was driven out of the house with a stick by an old man in coarse linen clothes.
"Hiss...it hurts...it failed again...this game is so difficult to play, ugh."
He looked around outside the courtyard with some reluctance, and saw the old man waving the stick in his hand and quickly hunched his neck and walked away.
In the yard, seeing him walking away, the gray-haired old man angrily threw the fire stick into the corner of the yard and returned home, still angry.
"Where did this young man come from? He is obviously a man, but he insists on doing the matchmaking thing! For seven or eight days, he came at least twice a day to propose marriage, and at most even five times. If he dares to come again..."
"Dad, don't be angry." In the crisp girl's voice, a pair of small white jade hands gently placed on the old man's arms and guided him to sit down.
The girl did not apply makeup and wore only coarse linen clothes, but her skin was as creamy and her face was as white as jade. The long sword slung around her waist added to her heroic spirit. Her big dark eyes rolled,
Said: "No... I'll go find Brother Li Zhu and ask him to persuade him not to come again?"
"Humph, I still don't know what you are thinking about? Pack your things and go back to the Holy Academy to practice tomorrow!" the old man shouted angrily.
"Dad! There's only one week left until school starts, and you're so eager to drive me away? I want to spend more time with you!" the girl said coquettishly.
"Are you thinking of accompanying me?"
"Yes..." the girl said, her mouth bulging playfully, "Of course, if I can..."
"Okay, okay, I know." The old man sighed: "You and Zhuzi are childhood sweethearts and have a deep relationship. Dad also watched Zhuzi grow up. If you don't have an enlightened holy soul, your father will not object to marrying him. But now,
Absolutely! Yes! No way!”
"Dad! I didn't say I must marry Brother Zhuzi, but can you please stop being like this..."
"Listen to me, Xiaoxian." The old man interrupted again, "You are about to be promoted to the second star. You will definitely be able to do it before the age of 16. Even if you are placed in the royal capital, this is a top level. How can you marry someone who is not educated?
A blacksmith who realizes the power of the Holy Soul?
Do you think Dad dislikes poverty and loves wealth? No, Dad is doing it for your own good. As long as you enlighten the Holy Soul, you can generally live a hundred years without illness or disaster. If you cultivate to four stars, you can at least extend your life by five years.
Ten years, where is the pillar?"
"Mom is also a monk, so she's not marrying an ordinary person like you." Zhou Xiaoxian whispered.
"What did you say?!"
"I didn't say anything."
Old man Zhou looked at his daughter and murmured: "That's different, that's different. Hey, how do you know your mother is a monk?"
"You really think you can hide it. I'm old enough and I've long known that you have some secrets that you haven't told me." Zhou Xiaoxian said: "For example, one day every year, you will take some yellow paper and give it to me."
People go to the back mountain to pay homage to a deserted grave that is not my mother’s, and they never take me there…”
"Yellow paper? Back mountain? Oh no!" At this point, Old Man Zhou suddenly changed his expression and stood up, saying hurriedly: "What's the date today, Xiaoxian?"
Zhou Xiaoxian said: "About 18..."
"18?" Old man Zhou turned his head and glanced at the clock. When he saw that the time had already ticked past 12 o'clock, his face suddenly turned a little uglier.
"Damn it, the time for burning paper for my ancestor has been overdue for three days, and it's all because of that young matchmaker!" He ran to the corner of the room, pulled out a stack of yellow paper, put on the bamboo hat hanging on the door and hurried out.
"Stay at home and don't look for pillars!"
This sentence made Zhou Xiaoxian's eyes roll again. She walked to the door and poked her head out for a moment, tentatively took half a step on tiptoe, and then stopped hesitantly.
"Dad has never been so panicked. Yellow paper... back mountain... what is the ancestor?"
“But Brother Li Zhu’s side… Oops!”
On the mountain behind Zhoujia Village, Old Man Zhou carried the stack of yellow paper and walked as fast as flying. In just a few minutes, he climbed halfway up the mountain, passed through a patch of golden pears, and arrived at the public cemetery in Zhoujia Village.
Turning to the middle of the cemetery, Old Man Zhou's eager expression suddenly froze, he rubbed his eyes, walked a few steps quickly, and stammered: "This? This is! Who the hell ripped open the ancestor's grave?!"
The tomb he came to pay homage to seemed to have been blasted at a certain point. The soil around it was scattered and there was a huge hole in the center!
Looking inside the grave, he saw the broken coffin board and the empty interior of the coffin. Old man Zhou felt as if he had been struck by lightning: "Forget the burial objects, even the ancestor's bones...even the bones were stolen! How can I tell Xia this?
Lan explained..."
After murmuring a few words, he fell to his knees with a thud. He was stunned for a moment and burst into tears!
"Xia Lan, I, Zhou Feng, am sorry for you! Not only was a young matchmaker messed up the time to burn paper for my ancestor, but before I even looked at my ancestor's grave, I let some god-damned tomb robbers rip it off..."
"No, no! At least we have to get the ancestor's bones back! We have to get it back..."
At this moment, a dark wind suddenly blew behind Old Man Zhou's head, causing his body to tremble.
"Hee~ha~ no need~ to find~"
"I'm behind you~"
The ghostly voice sounded close behind Old Man Zhou, which was strange and terrifying! Old Man Zhou glanced at the surrounding tombs and slowly turned back.
Rotten rag shoes.
Dirty big flower shroud.
The skinny hands were raised in front of the chest.
The face is obscured by scattered white hair.
The faintly exposed scarlet eyes!
Ghost, ghost?!
"Gah——"
Old man Zhou rolled his eyes and fell on his back.
"Hey? Hey! Are you scared?"
"Hahahahaha..." Xia Yi brushed away the white hair that blocked his face and laughed at the frightened old man Zhou, "What a coward...hey!"
Xia Yi moved sideways with a small dexterity, chewed his teeth, looked at the long sword that passed by, emitting cold light, and then looked at the girl who was trembling with fear but trying to muster the courage to hold the long sword, slightly tensed.
The smile returned to his face.
"Little girl, what's your name?"
Zhou Xiaoxian tightened his grip on the sword and asked, "Shroud monster! Are you a human or a ghost?"
Hmm, a shroud monster? The smile on Xia Yi's face became a little brighter, and he seemed dissatisfied and said: "Of course I am a human being. It's your turn to answer, what is your name?"
"It's a human being." Zhou Xiaoxian relaxed and asked again: "Why are you dressed like this to scare my dad!"
"You're a thief, you just ask questions but don't answer?"
Xia Yi shook his head, lowered his voice, and said as if telling some kind of secret: "I have been wearing it. Speaking of which, I have to ask you why my luxurious underground tomb became a lonely place in the barren mountains.
Grave, why is the coffin board that can be opened with a push firmly nailed by nails? Is this a lack of human nature or a loss of morality?"
Zhou Xiaoxian:?
"Don't understand?" Xia Yi jumped up, jumped back to the tomb that was opened, lay down smoothly in the coffin of a very suitable size, and closed his eyes.
"Your father came late to burn the paper. I climbed out to urge him. Okay, I'll lie down and let's burn it."
(??.??)?→╭(°A°`)╮!
A clang!
Zhou Xiaoxian's sword fell to the ground.
"Shroud monster! And you said you were human?!"
…
A few moments.
The choking smoke woke old man Zhou up.
In his hazy vision, he caught a pile of fire. Behind the fire, his daughter Zhou Xiaoxian was adding yellow paper to the fire with a tense face.
Oh, I'm dead.
Xiaoxian is burning paper for me?
its not right!
He sat up and asked, "Xiao Xian?"
"Dad, why are you awake!" Zhou Xiaoxian looked over in panic, or in horror?
Am I really dead? Old man Zhou knocked on his head and gradually recalled what he saw before he fell into coma: the ancestor's grave was opened, the bones were stolen, and then I saw a...
"Hiss..." Taking a breath, Old Man Zhou looked around and murmured: "It's still on the cemetery, but the monster is no longer there. Is it an illusion? Hey, the ancestor's body is still there... the ancestor's body is still there..."
The corpse...is still...there?"
"Gah——"
Seeing that his father had smoked him again, Zhou Xiaoxian breathed a sigh of relief. While adding yellow paper to the fire, he muttered: "The demons have retreated, the demons have retreated, there are no ghosts in the world, there are no ghosts..."
After closing his eyes and burning the last handful of paper, Zhou Xiaoxian silently counted three, then suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the tomb, "The demons have retreated!"
However, the 'Shroud Monster' was still lying in the coffin, smiling at her, showing his white front teeth.
Not to mention, the Shroud Monster has a white beard, white eyebrows, and white hair, but when he smiles, there are not many wrinkles on his face. He has a strange charm.
But she was in no mood to pay attention to this.
With a small mouth, Zhou Xiaoxian let out a cry, turned around, picked up Old Man Zhou and ran away!
A girl weighing only eighty pounds has an extraordinary strength. She can carry a man weighing one hundred and twenty pounds without any delay in running!
It disappeared on the mountain road in a blink of an eye.
Xia Yi jumped out of the grave, picked up the long sword that Zhou Xiaoxian had dropped in a hurry, took out half of it and looked at it, then inserted it back with a clang, then picked up the bamboo hat that Old Man Zhou had dropped, and put it on his head.
An illusory light curtain appeared and disappeared.
"When I return to the world, the sky will still be blue."
"The bloodline of the Xia family has never been cut off."
"so good."
The shroud and white hair swayed in the breeze. Xia Yi closed her eyes and breathed in the air greedily.