Chapter 119: Past and Present Lives

Chinese have always valued family affection, even for the dead.

You can fight with your ancestors, and you can do it so that the sun and the moon are gone, and it's not a big deal, it's just a "nest fight".

However, if someone else wants to dig up the grave of your ancestors, and you are still calm and turn a blind eye, there is an out-and-out brute.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng is not only not a beast, but after a series of legends of adding oil and vinegar, he is about to become a "famous ghost" or "red ghost" in the underworld.

has become famous, the red is gradually turning purple, and the graves of his ancestors are still being dug up, so not only is he no longer qualified to be a man, but he is almost no qualified to be a ghost.

The prejudices of the previous life, or the truth, or the concept of face, were deeply rooted in Mao Changsheng's heart, and they could not be changed if they wanted to.

Therefore, when the poor ghost Mao Changsheng heard that there was an excavator to dig his ancestral grave, he was not only angry, but also angry.

In a hurry, he forgot the taboo between male and female ghosts, grabbed the soft and boneless hand of the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu, and was impatient to fly to his ancestral grave.

However, in the air, the poor ghost Mao Changsheng forgot where his ancestral grave was in the mountains and forests, and could only swoop over like a headless fly, and swooped over again.

Why is this happening?

When I was alive in my previous life, my parents sacrificed to their ancestors during the New Year's holidays, visited the tombs, and invited them to drink and eat, and some of the activities were carried out at home and some of the activities were carried out in the wild.

When it was carried out at home, Mao Changsheng stared at those sacrifices, salivating secretly, while listening to his parents chanting words, repeating them for a long time, his ears and eyes were touched, but he also listened to a lot of instructions for ghosts, what "Yin people bless, raise six animals to become winter melons, black into crows", what to go out to find money "go out empty-handed, return home with wealth", what reading "one glance and ten lines, pass the eyes into recitation, women become princesses, fifty percent champions", what crops "one son lands, ten thousand sons return to the warehouse"......

Mao Changsheng's eloquence, figure, and appearance are indeed outstanding in Yuhuang Village, and becoming the "first beautiful man in Yuhuang Village" is not bragging, but he doesn't know that his ancestral grave is in that mountain forest.

It's very simple, Mao Changsheng has never been to see the ancestral grave.

It's very simple, even if both parents die, those funerals are also handled by relatives, and he wanders around, as if a spectator is watching a play by others.

Some people will not mature in their lives, Mao Changsheng used to be that kind of person.

Some people have failed in real life all their lives, and Mao Changsheng used to be that kind of person.

Therefore, it is not surprising that the poor ghost Mao Changsheng has the passion to love his ancestors, but he does not know the graves of his ancestors.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was wandering in the air, leading the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu, anxious like an ant in a urinal.

Cao Jinzhu let him hold his hand and followed with a smile, without saying a word.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng found that not long after returning from the village, the village was full of high-rise buildings—the high-rise buildings in the world had been erected, the high-rise buildings in the gloom had also been erected, and the once earthen and wooden houses were all gone.

He felt excited and lost, but he couldn't find the ancestral grave, and couldn't help but sigh with a sad face: "I don't have a good memory, why can't I remember where my ancestral grave is?"

"It's not surprising that nobles forget things, but nobles forget their ancestors, that's a bit abnormal!" Cao Jinzhu, the steamer ghost, laughed, "Your family's ancestral grave, you yourself are in a trance, you can't determine where it is, and others can't help!"

"This too. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng smiled bitterly, scratched his scalp, looked at the workers who were still busy on the ground, and suddenly raised his voice and asked, "How do you know that there is an excavator to dig my ancestral grave?

The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu broke free from the poor dead ghost Mao Changsheng's hand, and said in a deep voice: "This is still a bit long. ”

"Also," the poor ghost Mao Changsheng frowned and said, "Not long ago, Ma Mengyao and Sha Jishan were arguing and shouting, and I said that I was very obscene, what touched and kneaded, what kind of flowery big radish, so what's going on? After I was obviously separated from you, there was another delay, how could I say as if I was with you?"

The steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu's face turned red, and he muttered, "This is another mysterious thing." ”

"No matter what happens, I have to figure it out!" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng was extremely resolute, "full of doubts, I will not be able to say, and it will not taste good." Tell me everything!"

So, the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu told this story-