Chapter 411 Mr. Xi, You Are Gone
"What?"
Duanrao was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of stupidity in his eyes when he looked at Xi Jingyue.
"This is our ancestral home. It was quite dilapidated before, and it was not until my great-grandfather's generation that it was torn down and rebuilt into an ancestral hall. After several generations of maintenance and repairs, it became what it is now."
Xi Jingyue's explanation shocked not only Du Anrao, but also Li Zhaoyang and others.
Thinking of the wedding hall that Duanrao had just described and bringing it to this place, everyone shuddered at the same time.
Duan Rao was still busy being shocked that he had unlocked a key plot point, and he didn't notice the strangeness of the others. It took him a while to come back to his senses, and he asked hesitantly, "Then do you know who is the seventh sibling of your generation?"
"Ranked seventh..." Xi Jingyue, who had already had an ominous premonition when Du Anrao mentioned the key words "main branch" and "only seedling", was now unusually silent.
Duan Rao looked at him in confusion and said, "Don't you know?"
"No, I."
"I know it's not you. I'm asking who is the seventh sibling of your generation."
"I."
"ha?"
"I mean, among all the brothers and sisters of my generation, I am the seventh one."
Duan Rao: “…”
Li Zhaoyang and others: "..."
A delicate silence spread among the few people. After an unknown amount of time, they heard Duanrao's deafening scream again.
[It’s over, Mr. Xi, you’re gone, ahhhhh…]
Xi Jingyue: “…” It was quite sudden.
Li Zhaoyang and others: Poof...
Duanrao's eyes were empty and his face expressionless, but he was screaming in his heart for two or three minutes.
I finally calmed down, but when I looked up and saw Xi Jingyue, my mood became even more complicated.
[No, Mr. Xi looks quite healthy. Killing a cow with one punch shouldn't be a problem, but killing a chicken with one punch shouldn't be a problem.]
Ox and Chicken: “…” How much hatred and resentment?
Xi Jingyue: Not at all!
[So what kind of disease is so severe that it took away Mr. Xi, who is so strong, reliable, and healthy? Could it be...?]
Du Anrao suddenly remembered the person mentioned by Mrs. Xi last night who was born with deficiencies and was weak and sickly, as well as the little fairy boy who wished Xi Jingyue peace and safety. Could it be that... the misfortune happened to that little fairy boy?
When Xi Jingyue heard this guess, his eyes flickered slightly. Thinking about it carefully, when he was a child, he had indeed heard several attending doctors who were responsible for examining his body secretly mention to his parents that if the deficiencies in his body could not be replenished, he would most likely not live past the age of thirty.
Duan Rao pondered for a moment and asked a slightly presumptuous question: "Mr. Xi, how old are you this year?"
"It's the twenty-sixth, after the New Year."
"Twenty-six?" Duan Rao sat up straight, "Really twenty-six?"
"……real."
[In the original story, the young master of the Xi family was only 25 when he died! Mr. Xi is 26 now, which means that his fate has long passed. This is really good news.]
Hearing this, everyone including Du Hexuan breathed a sigh of relief, although they said they disliked this man for deliberately getting close to their sister and wanted to chop this big pig's hoof off.
But it's just talk. How could a normal person be indifferent to the sudden death of someone they knew?
While a few people were talking together, the elders over there had already prepared the things they needed and started to head towards the ancestral tomb one after another.
Duanrao will also help Xi Jingyue and others to check if there are any problems with the feng shui of their ancestral tomb, so naturally he has to go along.
When she left, Du Hexuan and others would naturally follow her. Fortunately, there were a lot of people walking out at this time, so naturally no one could pay attention to them.
The ancestral tombs of the Xi family are all in a fixed area. Because they were renovated several times when the ancestral hall was built before, although they were originally buried in the ground, from the overall layout and arrangement, it is more like a cemetery that is more in line with the public's impression today.
Of course, because there has been no one to take care of it for a long time, a lot of weeds and trees inevitably grew on the grave.
Many elders from the family came today, and the young people were happy to show off at this time. A large group of people gathered around and soon cleared all the grass.
Duanrao and others did not need to do anything. They just followed behind the elders quietly as a decoration, and secretly observed the open and secret struggles among the people of the several families.
After all the ancestral graves were repaired and offerings and incense were placed on them, all the members of the Xi family began to come forward to burn incense.
As the only direct descendant of the eldest wife, Xi Jingyue stood ahead of his cousins.
Du Anrao looked at his calm profile, thinking of the description of him in the plot, the chaos the Xi family fell into after his "death", and the undisguised greed and plunder of their family property by several other relatives. His mood was extremely complicated.
[Otherwise, why did the emperors in ancient times like to set up three palaces and six courtyards, seventy-two concubines, and have people give birth to babies? This was because there was really someone in the family who wanted to inherit the throne. In the original plot, Mr. Xi, who had a weak script, was just a fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the eyes of his wolf-like relatives. Even if he died, it would not prevent them from digging up Mr. Xi's grave, peeling his skin and bones, and squeezing out all his value. ]
Xi Jingyue: “…” No matter how great the hatred is, I will never let it go even if I die!
At that time, Grandpa Xi, who was standing at the front, held a few sticks of incense in his hands and talked with his ancestors about the major events that had happened in the family in the past year, just like he had done in the past few decades, praying that everything would go smoothly for the family in the coming year and that the family members would be safe and happy.
As Duanrao watched this scene, he inevitably recalled the beginning of the story, where Mr. Xi announced the engagement of his deceased grandson with another deceased girl in front of all the guests.
Although it is a ghost marriage, the elders of the Xi family in the plot attach great importance to this marriage contract, and all the procedures of a real marriage contract are included, such as exchanging the birth characters of both children, signing their names, and signing the marriage certificate.
Duanrao had been busy reading the plot and looking for clues, so he just glanced over the detailed descriptions without looking at them carefully.
At this time, he had already scanned the general framework of the whole book and was watching people busying around. Du Anrao suddenly became interested in the horoscope information of Xi Jingyue's other half in the plot.
[Let me figure out who this unlucky person is who couldn't escape the fate of marriage even after death and was kidnapped by a living person to have a ghost marriage with Mr. Xi.]
Xi Jingyue's gesture of praying with incense suddenly stopped. Li Zhaoyang and others also pricked up their ears, obviously they were all very interested in this gossip.
However, what no one expected was that Duanrao suddenly froze while calculating.
【Why???】
【Why!!!】
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