Originally, Mo Zhenzhen's plan was to go to the ancestral hall first to ask for some incense, candles, paper money, and then go to worship, but she didn't expect to meet a well-wisher on the way!

Mo Zhenzhen remembered the sudden changes in the village, and at the same time, she was also focusing on observing the attitude of these people in the village towards her.

Along the way, Mo Zhenzhen can be sure that these villagers are kind to her, and they are particularly disgusted with the family affair that Li Daniu ordered for her, and they are very complaining about her parents' preference for Li Xiangyang.

But that's not right!

It is normal for some people to sympathize with Li Azhen, but Li Azhen has been like this since she was a child, if there are really so many good people in this village, Mo Zhenzhen's body should not be thin to this virtue now.

So there must be some kind of variable.

Mo Zhenzhen's first thought was that she worshiped her ancestors, which should be regarded as confirming her identity as Li Azhen.

It's just that this alone is not enough, and the people of these villages are biased towards her.

So the second point, Mo Zhenzhen guessed that Li Daniu, who had disappeared for a long time, should not have confirmed his identity.

Mo Zhenzhen guessed that there should be an old player among the four, but after such a long time, none of these people have taken action, is it wrong for her to confirm her identity?

Mo Zhenzhen pondered again and again and felt that she was right to do so.

First of all, Mr. Hong's hint made it clear that they can't OOC, so it means that their identity is very important.

Secondly, they only have five players doing quests, and the number of villagers in a village is definitely more than five. Even if their player's body is strengthened, it is impossible to fight against the entire village.

Therefore, no matter how the ballad exists, it is definitely advantageous to join the village and blend in with the villagers than to wander outside the villagers!

Mo Zhenzhen pondered again and again and finally determined that there was no problem with her actions, so the question is, since Li Daniu and they didn't work the issue of identity, what did they do after disappearing for so long?

When Mo Zhenzhen pondered like this, she had already come to the cemetery of Red Date Village.

The cemetery of Hongzao Village is divided into two places, one is the place in front of her, where the villagers come to worship every day.

The second place is the distant 'Tomb Mountain', which is the ancestral land of the Li family, who moved here to build a village in the past 100 years.

The tombs in this cemetery are old and new, the rules of Hongzao Village, the dead will be moved back to the 'Grave Mountain' after a hundred years, and the vacated place will be buried for descendants, so no matter who dies in Hongzao Village, what is the identity before death, after death is a small mound, a wooden sign.

The wooden sign reads the tomb of whom, and the date of birth and death is engraved in small characters, these people Mo Zhenzhen doesn't know, but she is very patient, looking at the past one by one, and carefully sifting through them.

Mo Zhenzhen thought very clearly, it is not safe to sit on this identity, it is best to find an 'ancestor' for herself, after all, the 'adopted daughter' who appeared out of thin air cannot have her own real 'blood' relatives no matter what!

It's just that this is not a casual search for ancestors, if you find someone who is not right-minded, you will cause trouble for yourself at that time!

She sifted through the words written on the wooden signs, hoping to see some way out of them.

The cemetery in Hongjube Village is quite large, Mo Zhenzhen looked all the way over, and the sun was tilting westward, and she only walked most of the cemetery.

is also Mo Zhenzhen, on the one hand, the brain circuit is a little strange, on the other hand, the mood is stable, and she has not seen her panic after standing in the cemetery for so long.

It's just that now that the sun is setting, and it's almost evening, she has no time to waste!

Then suddenly, Mo Zhenzhen's gaze locked onto one place.

It was a tomb that was some years old, and the tomb bag was a little small, and it was green and green, and there was a lot of grass growing on it.

The wooden plaque standing in front of the burial bag had been so badly corroded that I could barely make out the words engraved on it.

This should be a tomb that no one has worshiped for a long time, there are many tombs like this in this cemetery, and what really attracted Mo Zhenzhen to stop was not this tomb, but a bamboo stick inserted in front of the rotten wooden sign.

Mo Zhenzhen stared at the bamboo stick for three seconds, and it was basically certain that this bamboo stick was supposed to be a paper windmill.

The fragile paper could not stand the wind and sun, so in the end, such a bamboo stick was left in front of the tomb.

Mo Zhenzhen stepped forward and carefully looked at the words written on the wooden plaque, carefully identified the date of birth and death written on it, and calculated that the owner of this tomb should have been only eight years old before he died.

An eight-year-old child, with a windmill stick stuck in front of the tomb, Mo Zhenzhen's mind suddenly locked on the image of a little girl with a double bun.

Mo Zhenzhen had some guesses about the little girl who kindly reminded her once, but now the guess seems to have come true, standing in this empty tomb, her mood is still stable.

She is not afraid that the little girl may be a ghost, but what she is thinking about at this moment is whether this little girl named Li Sanya is strong or not, and whether she can be used by her.

The sun had already set in the west, and there was no time for Mo Zhenzhen to continue to weigh the pros and cons.

Therefore, she put down the basket, took out a small hoe, and first cleaned up the weeds on Li Sanya's tomb with her hands and feet, and then filled her grave bag with new soil after cleaning it up.

Mo Zhenzhen was quick with her hands and feet, and soon her grave had a new look.

After that, it was to burn incense and light wax, Mo Zhenzhen knelt solemnly in front of Li Sanya's grave and bowed three times and bowed nine times, and what she said in her mouth was 'Junior Li Azhen, thank the ancestors for their guidance, and please bless the ancestors'.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't know that she knelt on the ground to worship the 'piety', and Li Sanya, who had crooked eyebrows, eyes and mouth, was standing behind her.

Li Sanya is attracted by the incense and the smell of worship, she has been dead for more than 70 years, every year during the Qingming Festival, when the Li family in Hongjube Village will come to the grave to worship, she can rub some incense to worship, and her tomb can be filled with some soil.

It's not a festival today, but she feels the incense, and it's specially offered to her!

Li Sanya is now a powerful ghost, but she is still attracted by this unusualness.

Mo Zhenzhen knelt there and said something in her mouth, Li Sanya bent over, her body twisted strangely, and a smiling face came to Mo Zhenzhen as if she was looking, and as if she was listening carefully to what she said.

Mo Zhenzhen stood up after finishing her words, and looked at the sky, the sun had already disappeared for a small part.

It's time to go home!

The incense hadn't burned yet, and she obviously couldn't just take the offerings.

She didn't have time to wait for the incense to burn, so she didn't hesitate and left directly with the basket.

It got dark very quickly, Li Sanya stood in front of his tomb and silently enjoyed this rare incense and offering, until the last sun disappeared into the horizon, and the darkness slowly covered the entire cemetery, Li Sanya still stood in the range illuminated by two white candles, greedily sucking those rare offerings!