【Fictional Era】
On July 15th, everything is not auspicious.
"Little Ancestor, please save Qiu Village!"
Qiu Yantang looked at the old men kneeling on the ground, and he felt even more confused.
Just wear it so watery...
When she looked up, she saw a sneaky little golden frog at the door. It waved at her and then ran away. It looked a little familiar...
It also has to be about the 15th day of the seventh lunar month. For some reason, her master took her to the crossroads to burn a huge pile of paper money for her.
Which kind person would burn paper for living people during the Ghost Festival?
The two of them had no money to begin with, and the money to buy the yellow paper was all scraped out by her master from his own teeth.
The denomination is printed by myself!
The paper storage ring and paper eight-treasure golden toad passed down by the ancestor were also burned to her, but what about that?
She was still muttering to herself about what she would do if she ascended to heaven one day and no one burned paper for Qiu Yantang after her death.
As they were riding their electric scooters back home, they were hit by a truck that suddenly appeared out of nowhere! She watched helplessly as her master's soul floated into the sky!
After she fell into nothingness for a short time, she opened her eyes again to see a group of old men kneeling in front of her, and there was also a memory in her mind that did not belong to her.
Really,
The master ascended and she traveled through time.
Qiujia Village is located in a mountain in Heilongjiang Province in northeastern China.
Qiu Yantang was born in the drought year of 42. As soon as she was born, clouds and golden sunlight danced in the sky like dragons and phoenixes. In an instant, heavy rain fell, ending the drought in Qiujia Village and nourishing Qiujia Village and the nearby mountains. The clan leader made an exception and included her in the family tree.
When she was three years old, her father disappeared and her mother left the village to remarry, so she has been with her grandfather ever since.
When she was nine years old, her grandfather passed away. She went to the city to find her mother and worked like a slave to make a living.
When the educated youth went to the countryside, Qiu Yantang signed up for his stepdaughter.
In the end, she was assigned back to Qiu Village...
At this time, Qiujia Village had been experiencing drought for three years.
Qiu Yantang looked at the old man who was the leader below. It was he who took the lead in making Qiu Yantang the clan leader. He was the most cunning one!
[Ding, appointed as the chief of Qiujia Village, rewarded with 100 square meters of flower fields.]
Hmm? So does she accept it? Or does she accept it?
"Ding Xiang, I'll be the clan leader!"
Upon hearing this, Qiu Dingxiang burst into tears.
"But my grandfather arranged a marriage for me back then. If the other party comes looking for me, then..."
God knows whether the other party still remembers the engagement, but if the clan leader doesn't want to do this anymore one day, she will have an excuse to withdraw.
The gray-haired Qiu Dingxiang was so excited that his snot bubbles were dripping onto the ground.
"Little aunt, we must listen to our ancestors. When he comes, we will definitely give you a grand wedding!"
"Forget about the succession ceremony, what a bother."
The elders of the tribe immediately agreed. As long as she became the tribe leader, everything was fine!
The clan leader's token was given to Qiu Yantang.
Qiu Yantang took it and saw that the token was in the shape of Bagua, with the Bagua diagram on the front and the word "Qiu" engraved on the back.
Then Qiu Yantang didn't say much and walked straight to the door.
A compass appeared out of thin air in her hand. After spinning rapidly, it stopped in one direction. She took out a lightning talisman and threw it towards the sky in that direction.
Huh? That's it?
"Boom..." The sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds gathered together, converging at an extremely fast speed on Qiujia Village and the tops of two nearby mountains.
“Crack!”
Strong lightning illuminated the sky, followed by heavy rain. Qiu Yantang couldn't help but feel a little emotional. It was easier to get things done with someone up there!
"It's raining, it's raining!" A group of old men in the house rushed directly into the rain, jumping around, not afraid of catching a cold?
Qiu Yantang thought to himself, can't you be more steady?
"Oops," she accidentally tripped over the door sill, feeling embarrassed, and was busy watching these old men jumping around!
Some things go against the will of heaven.
It's too tiring.
Qiu Dingxiang noticed the commotion on her side and shouted to the people in the rain, "Tear down the threshold of the ancestral hall tomorrow!"
"No, no, no..." Qiu Yantang was so scared that his soul almost flew out of his body. Can this thing be taken apart?
The rain didn't stop until it was completely down.
However, only the elders of Qiujia Village knew about this. Others just thought that the drought had lasted for so long and this heavy rain was a blessing from God.
Qiu Yantang returned to her own house, which belonged to her grandfather. Qiu Dingxiang had given the house to her when she just turned eighteen.
This world is somewhat different from the 1960s in her previous life. Metaphysics belongs to the orthodox Taoism, and it is said that there is a special department to deal with supernatural events.
Her grandfather was once the most senior elder in the Qiu family and was well-versed in metaphysics. He asserted that she was insane and that she would return to her rightful place at the age of eighteen.
The original owner followed him and learned a lot from him.
Now, the prophecy has come true.
The generation name of Qiu family genealogy is: Heaven rewards hard work, words are valued, and the Nine Tripods bring honor to the ancestors and are passed down from generation to generation.
In other words, Qiu Yantang is three generations older than Qiu Dingxiang, the oldest member of the Qiu family today. This is one of the reasons why Qiu Dingxiang chose her as the patriarch.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed at the door, and a round golden little frog stopped next to Qiu Yantang.
"Baby Frog! What did you bring back? Huh?" Qiu Yantang felt like she was about to explode. It's okay for the Golden Frog to travel, but let's be serious.
Forget about the seal of the Lord of the Underworld!
What the hell are the Lord of the Underworld's pants?
It’s a pair of square-shaped shorts with Peppa Pig printed on the front and George Pig printed on the back!
No, was this the case in 1960?
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