Qin Baozhu's coffin was opened.
Inside was a pile of densely packed corpses of poisonous insects, piled up like a mountain.
Qin Shu took a look from a distance and asked her tribesmen to burn all the poisonous insects and Qin Baozhu's bones.
Qin Hairui covered his mouth and nose, put his arm around Qin Shu's shoulders and went home, complaining in disgust: "You really won't stop until you die."
"Um..." Qin Shu responded perfunctorily.
She turned around and saw her sixth uncle, who was directing the tribesmen, with his eyes sparkling.
Qin Shu frowned and asked, "Brother, what is Sixth Uncle busy with recently?"
Qin Hairui thought for a moment and said, "It seems like they are holding a sacrificial ceremony. When my grandfather was alive, he would hold a sacrificial ceremony every year after the Spring Festival. In recent years, it has been my sixth uncle who has been in charge."
Qin Shu knew about this kind of sacrificial ceremony, as she had participated in one when she was a child.
When my grandfather was alive, he would gather all the grave keepers to offer sacrifices under the waterfall behind the Qin family's ancestral tomb.
Qin Shu was young at the time and didn't understand anything. She even asked her grandfather why they were offering sacrifices under the waterfall.
At that time, Grandpa looked relaxed, but said in a very serious tone:
"Ah Shu, the Qin family has been protected by this mountain for generations. Our ancestors have instructed that the Qin family must worship this mountain from generation to generation."
"As long as our sincerity is real and deep enough, maybe one day we can achieve enlightenment and ascend to immortality, standing shoulder to shoulder with the gods in our mortal bodies."
At the end of his speech, the old man shook his head slightly and laughed to himself.
The last sentence was obviously a joke.
It has been so long, but Qin Shu still remembers it vividly.
Qin Shu glanced at the densely wooded forest. What secrets did this mountain hide?
*
Three days later, late at night.
Qin Shu and her worried sixth uncle gathered with the family gravekeeper and went to the waterfall in the back mountain to offer sacrifices.
Two days ago, she asked her sixth uncle to participate in the sacrificial activities.
As the clan leader, the Sixth Uncle could refuse other clan members from participating in the sacrifice, but he could not refuse Qin Shu, the heir of the Qin family.
Sixth Uncle stood under the waterfall, looking at the tribesmen placing offerings, with an imperceptible worry in his eyes.
While preparing for the sacrifice, he tilted his head to look at Qin Shu, who had a smile on her lips.
"Ah Shu, are you sure you want to stay?"
Qin Shu raised her eyebrows slightly and asked jokingly, "What's wrong? Is Sixth Uncle going to do something that I can't know?"
Sixth Uncle looked at her deeply, as if he had compromised and accepted his fate, and sighed and shook his head.
"Well, you'll know about this sooner or later."
Qin Shu's expression changed slightly, and the corners of her lips dropped: "What's the matter? What are you hiding?"
The Sixth Uncle raised his hand to stop him: "The sacrifice is about to begin, just watch quietly."
He looked solemn and walked steadily to the altar, taking three incense sticks from the hands of his tribesmen.
"Gods above, the descendants of the Qin family come to kneel and thank the gods for protecting our Qin family..."
Qin Shu could hear Sixth Uncle's mumbling even from a distance of several meters away.
She raised her head and looked toward the top of the waterfall, her eyes cold and deep.
Suddenly, the roar of the waterfall weakened, the sound of the water flow became gentler, and the water curtain halfway up the mountain changed strangely.
"kneel!"
When Sixth Uncle saw this, he gave the order in a serious tone.
The Qin clan members knelt on the ground almost at the same time, looking up at the strange waterfall halfway up the mountain.
Only Qin Shu stood still, like a crane among chickens.
She stood still, staring stupidly at the waterfall that looked like a dream.
A brilliant light bloomed from the waterfall, and a mirage-like scene emerged on the water surface.
There are imaginary skyscrapers that reach into the sky. The surrounding buildings are luxurious and magnificent. The spacious and clean streets are bustling with traffic, and fashionable men and women are flowing by.
This... this is clearly China forty years later!
The shock and horror on Qin Shu's face had not yet subsided when the illusion on the water curtain disappeared.
There was a dull sound coming from the front.
Qin Shu lowered her eyes and saw that her Sixth Uncle and others were kowtowing.
She suppressed her heartbeat, took steps as if walking on clouds, and walked in front of her sixth uncle.
Qin Shu pretended to be calm and asked, "Sixth Uncle, what happened just now? Are those pictures real?"
She knew it was true.
Because in his previous life, he had witnessed the prosperity of China with his own eyes.
She just wanted to know what happened to the strange scene just now.
When Sixth Uncle saw that Qin Shu did not kneel down, he looked up at her with cautious eyes, revealing disapproval.
"Ah Shu, all tribesmen participating in the sacrifice must kowtow and kneel. You, kneel down!"
Qin Shu shook her head expressionlessly and refused: "I know what's going on. I won't kneel down."
Kneel before the heaven, earth and ancestors above, and kneel before parents and teachers below.
She couldn't convince herself to kneel down and worship such an unclear and unreal thing.
Seeing the resistance in Qin Shu's eyes, Sixth Uncle stopped persuading her and stood up to put the three incense sticks in the incense burner.
"It's a long story. It all starts from the year you got married."
"During the sacrifice ceremony that year, I led the tribesmen to perform the sacrifice ceremony as in previous years, and the waterfall curtain appeared like a mirror-like scene."
"The ancestors of the Qin family have said that if there is a strange phenomenon during the sacrifice, it must be that something happened to the clan members, and the sacrifices must be more abundant than in previous years."
After hearing this, Qin Shu's heart started beating like a drum and she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
The year when the vision occurred during the sacrifice was the year when she was reborn from her previous life.
It is said that when a person dies, it is like the extinguishing of a light. Qin Shu experienced rebirth, came into contact with the witch of Yinglaner, and dealt with Master Lingxi. She was almost exposed twice.
Is it possible that in this world,
Is there really a power that cannot be seen or touched?
Qin Shu looked up at the waterfall curtain where the strange vision disappeared, and her inner panic gradually calmed down.
"Put all the offerings on the bamboo raft... Be careful... Don't bump into anything..."
The Sixth Uncle directed the clan members to place the rich offerings on rows of bamboo rafts, and from time to time he would puff his beard and glare to express his dissatisfaction.
Qin Shu looked at the tribesmen who were enveloped in the light of torches and were busy moving offerings, and silently helped.
late at night.
Qin Shu lay in bed, tossing and turning but couldn't fall asleep.
She stood up, put on her coat, quietly left the house and walked towards the back mountain.
Qin Shu's heart was restless. There was a force urging her to go to the waterfall in the back mountain to take another look.
The night is thick and everything is silent.
The moonlight penetrates the clouds, and the cool glow that shines down outlines the hazy contours of the waterfall.
Qin Shu stood under the waterfall, listening to the majestic roar of the water, and her inner anxiety was soothed a lot.
She climbed up onto a huge rock by the water's edge and sat down. She took off her shoes and socks, and dipped her thin, evenly proportioned, snow-white feet into the icy water.
"Ah Shu, you're here——"
The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, and his familiar voice with kindness could not be concealed in his smile.
Qin Shu's whole body stiffened, her breathing became rapid, and the knuckles of her hands, which were supported on the stone, exerted force and began to tremble uncontrollably.
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