Outside, firecrackers crackled and fireworks exploded in the air.

"Happy New Year!" "Happy New Year!" The people in the Gou family raised their glasses together, laughing and laughing.

"I'm going to make dumplings." Gou Ma said: "Gou Haodong, you are going to go down with your father to burn paper." ”

Gou Haodong put on his coat, and Gou's father was already ready at the door with firecrackers and yellow paper. "Serve the dumplings and take the three pillars of incense."

The two found an empty space in the community to set up a small desk, and Gou's father lit the yellow paper, inserted sandalwood, and kowtowed respectfully on the ground.

Gou Haodong knelt on the ground after his father's position, and suddenly a voice sounded in his ears.

"It's another year, look how fast this little guy grows." "My grandson!" "You're still my grandson." Then all the souls burst out laughing.

A faint yellow soul phantom descended in the air, most of them were loving old men, some were in the prime of life, dressed in different ways, and the Shinong industry and commerce dynasties were all in the past.

This is...... Are the ancestors of our Gou family?

"Can this kid see us?"

"How is that possible, we're ghosts now. According to the order of the Heavenly Dao, it is taken home by descendants to worship for a few days every year. If you can see it, isn't it a break in the rules? ”

Gou Haodong rubbed his eyes, the voices and faces of these souls were so clear.

The firecrackers on Gou's father began to explode, and the red paper and solid pieces that were blown out were splashed indiscriminately, and some of them collapsed directly on Gou Haodong's head.

In desperation, Gou Haodong got up and dodged the flying debris.

But as soon as he was together, the ancestors were gone. I looked left and right for a while, but found nothing.

With a tentative heart, Gou Haodong knelt back to his original position.

"This little guy has a good etiquette, and he came to worship us again." "My grandson!"

Gou's father cleaned up the case and stepped on the sparks left behind by the burning of the yellow paper. "Get up Haodong, let's go back and eat dumplings."

Although they were still in place, there was no act of sacrifice, and the figures of the ancestors disappeared into the night sky again.

With doubts, Gou Haodong followed Gou's father back home, hot dumplings were served, and the hearty Chinese New Year's Eve meal continued.

"This braised sea bass is delicious!" Gou's father sighed.

"Thank you, uncle." Song Sixuan said with a smile.

"This pot wrapped meat is really good." Qi Chu admired it.

"I'll keep trying." Jiang Qiantang nodded.

"I just saw the ancestors." Gou Haodong dipped dumplings in a vinegar dish.

"What?" Wu Tian smiled: "I'm afraid it's not an injury, and I have hallucinations when I knock my head, right?" Oops! ”

The master raised his hand and gave Wu Tianyi chopsticks: "New Year's Day, say auspicious words." ”

Gou Haodong thought for a while and said, "Dad, does my grandfather often wear a Mao suit, holding a cage in his hand, with a rickety back and a mole on his eyebrows." ”

"Smack-" The chopsticks in Gou's father's hand fell to the ground, and he didn't bother to pick them up, and asked differently: "Are you..... How would you know that when you were born, your grandfather was ...... I'm leaving. ”

Everyone stared at Gou Haodong, Gou Haodong put down the dishes and chopsticks, and explained, "Didn't you see Dad just now?" When the firecrackers were set off outside, kowtow to the ancestors, what I saw, if I guessed correctly, the ancestors of our Gou family are all there. ”

His eyes were focused on Gou's father again, and Gou's father shook his head, speechless in shock.

"Haodong, what happened to you in the Eagle Country, don't hide the rest of the matter, I can roughly feel it." The master looked at Gou Haodong seriously again and spoke.

Gou Haodong and Song Sixuan beside him glanced at each other and said slowly: "Originally, I planned to tell everyone after the year." He smiled wryly at the elders: "I died once. ”

"What!"

"Don't worry! Listen to me! Seeing that the spiritual power was about to tear the entire family apart, Gou Haodong hurriedly stopped: "I'm not doing this right now." ”

The spiritual power gradually dissipated, but the atmosphere was oppressive and uncomfortable.

Gou Haodong sighed: "In the process of escaping, I was shot to death, and my soul was sucked into the Copper Bell Realm and was preserved. My blood wiped out most of Song Sixuan's seals, she woke up from a coma and took me to an isolated monk island in the sea, where I met the powerful predecessor I had saved before, he woke up my soul and used the formation to return the soul to the body, and I was alive again. It's just that the meridians are broken, and I can't cultivate anymore. ”

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Song Sixuan would think of those days, tears welled up in her eyes, buried her face in her hands, and sobbed in a low voice.

Gou's mother took Song Sixuan in her arms: "Don't cry, girl, this matter is Haodong's creation, not your fault." ”

"So at that time, I said, whether it's a blessing or a curse, I can't avoid it." The master patted Gou Haodong on the shoulder and said, "Sixuan, don't cry, it's a big New Year, be happy, and know if you lose your horse." I think that Gou Haodong was able to see the ancestor just now, it must be the reason why he had a death experience, if this can be used well, I am afraid that the future is no worse than that of cultivating immortals. It can't be said that you can't live if you can't cultivate immortals, it's been two thousand years since cultivation, isn't it better for human beings to live more and more? ”

"Eat and eat, this year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is the best one I have eaten in 18 years." Gou Haodong wanted to change the topic and immediately greeted everyone. Then he was kicked on the stomach by Gou's mother.

Gou's father raised his glass: "Son, I only now understand what you meant by calling at that time, it was because Dad was not good, and he didn't think about it so much." Come on, let's drink. ”

If there is no comfort, emotions can be well controlled, and sometimes it is the love of the dearest person who cares for you, which will become the last outlet for the long-pent-up emotions. Gou Haodong's nose was sore, and he almost fell into tears, he didn't want everyone to be sad because of him, so he got up and clinked glasses with Gou's father, planning to say a witty remark. As a result, the words on the side of his mouth blurted out: "Okay old iron, let's go!" ”

Well, my mother kicked my left leg and hit my dad with my right leg.

Song Sixuan burst into tears and laughed, and everyone laughed along with them and began to drop their chopsticks. It's still a little dignified, but it's starting to get back to normal.

"Although Gou Haodong didn't say it, I can think that you must have paid a lot for him to be resurrected." Mother Gou hugged Song Sixuan's shoulder, raised the wine glass with her other hand, and asked lovingly, "Let's come too?" ”

"You can't be alone, everyone has to thank Si Xuan for saving Gou Haodong. Come on, come on, cheers! Gou's father immediately greeted him, and everyone signaled to Song Sixuan.

"Thank you, thank you." Song Sixuan was so moved that she didn't know what to say.

The master took a sip of red wine and asked, "What are Haodong's plans for the future?" ”

"I, I don't know." Gou Haodong was a little confused for a while, his original small goal of cultivating immortals in order not to study seemed to be shattered.

Originally, it was carried out in an orderly manner according to the plan, first to improve his own strength, and then to promote the speed and pattern of aura recovery. Originally, I thought that the next step would be to serve the country like the Demon Heaven Blood Moon, so as to promote the government's emphasis on the cultivation of immortals for all people and accelerate the arrival of the cultivation era, but now, ...... There is no possibility of even cultivating immortals.

No one bothered him, Gou Haodong thought for a while: "I, let's study first, and study the rest, slowly." ”

It suddenly occurred to him that I had succumbed to reality.