She pondered these things in her heart, and at the same time took a quick look at the room in the courtyard.

She was light-handed, quick-moving, and did not make too much noise, so that the children in the house who were napping were not woken up by her actions.

She looked around and stood again at the gate of the courtyard like a reserved guest.

At this time, Mo Zhenzhen's expression didn't look so cowardly.

Mo Zhenzhen had noticed it before, since she was approved by the ancestors of the Li family, she would not feel that there was a problem with the people of those villages if she broke down a little.

For example, when she framed those five backpackers before, she shouldn't have had the courage to 'sue' in front of so many villagers according to her original personality, but she did it and didn't get the OOC punishment from the system.

Therefore, Mo Zhenzhen guessed that the OOC range determined by the system was not so rigorous, or the death penalty of OOC was not implemented by the system, but that OOC would cause death!

Of course, these two guesses Mo Zhenzhen has not found an accurate answer, Li Feng only mentioned the old player to warn him not to collapse in front of those villagers, and did not say anything else.

……

The little woman was found, Mo Zhenzhen seemed to be a little restrained and thanked her face-to-face, the little woman was very happy, and enthusiastically pulled Mo Zhenzhen and said No thanks, too much to see.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Mo Zhenzhen left thinking that she was going to send another rabbit to the ancestral hall.

Mo Zhenzhen sent the rabbit to the ancestral hall was a temporary decision, originally she was hesitant, whether to send the rabbit to the village chief's house to get more favor, or send it to the ancestral hall to show piety.

Giving the little woman a rabbit is just what she needs, and she needs to pull in the connection and relationship between 'her house' and her neighbors.

The little woman was a big mouth, and she talked about everything, and gave her rabbits and thanked her for them, and it didn't take long for her to spread all over the village.

This kind of thing is a good character no matter what time it is, although this reward is just a rabbit, but the person who hears it will take the initiative to beautify it, and then subconsciously have some good feelings about 'her family'.

This is a short-term way to brush up on favorability, although the favorability that can be brushed up will not be too much, but it is enough to help the villagers when something happens to 'her family'.

Listening to what Li Feng said, this inner world is full of dangers, Mo Zhenzhen has never been a person who likes to fight alone, she pursues the principle of having a lot of people and great strength, and it is easy to fish in troubled waters.

When she used the villagers to deter the five backpackers before, Mo Zhenzhen tasted the sweetness of being crowded, and she would definitely not break off these interpersonal relationships.

Leaving from the enthusiastic little woman's house, Mo Zhenzhen hurried to the ancestral hall.

This time Mo Zhenzhen knocked on the door of the ancestral hall, and it took a while to respond from inside the door, and it was still the old man who was in good spirits who opened the door.

The old man looked at her much more easily this time, but when he saw the rabbit she was holding in his hand again, he still showed a little puzzlement.

"What are you? ……”

Mo Zhenzhen carefully observed the old man's expression, trying to see from his expression whether the disappeared Li Daniu had come to the ancestral hall smoothly.

Of course, she did not forget to talk to the old man while observing.

Mo Zhenzhen smiled a little shyly, and then handed the rabbit to the old man.

"Grandpa, I'm here this time to ask for something, I, I want to enshrine an ancestral tablet who helped me at home."

The old man blinked, and then turned sideways to let Mo Zhenzhen in.

"Come in and talk about it."

Mo Zhenzhen crossed the threshold of the ancestral hall with kindness, she was like a little girl who didn't know anything about the world, and she didn't need the old man to ask anything, she told her about meeting Li Sanya before and being reminded by Li Sanya to stick to the door god.

Of course, in Mo Zhenzhen's mouth, she was not a ghost, but was kindly reminded by Li Sanya in her dream.

The old man listened silently, and then spoke.

"So I heard that the other party did help you, if you have a heart, go and worship it."

The old man obviously did not support Mo Zhenzhen's worship of such an ancestor with a shallow blood relationship at home.

But Mo Zhenzhen came here for this reason.

"Grandpa, I, I think Li Sanya, the ancestor, is kind, I am sometimes very uneasy, I am getting married, I ......" said while showing a sad and hesitant look.

In fact, it would be nice if I could shed tears at this time, but Mo Zhenzhen is not good at this.

The old man looked at Mo Zhenzhen as if he was in great need of spiritual sustenance, and nodded after hesitating.

"Okay, but you have to promise me that before you get married, you must invite the tablet back to the ancestral hall for worship, and you must not take it to your husband's house."

Mo Zhenzhen nodded busily, and then 'burst into laughter', her face full of joy and gratitude to the old man.

Mo Zhenzhen's acting skills have six points, and the rest is all set off by this small body and tragic character!

The old man's heart softened, and he got up and asked Li Sanya about the date of birth and death and who his parents were.

Mo Zhenzhen has seen Li Sanya's grave, although the wooden sign inserted on the grave has decayed, but it can still be seen in detail.

The old man knew what he knew when he heard this, and then he asked Mo Zhenzhen to wait outside and went to the inner courtyard by himself.

Mo Zhenzhen stood there and waited quietly as if she was very nervous, but in fact, her ears were erected high, and she had been listening to the movements around her.

It wasn't until the old man came out holding a small tablet that she regained her smile.

This tablet is not high, not as good as a normal tablet, but it is indeed Li Sanya's name written on it, and in addition to the date of birth and death and who the parents are, it also indicates the reason for Li Sanya's death - death.

Mo Zhenzhen thanked the old man for his kindness, and after leaving the rabbit, he respectfully held Li Sanya's tablet on his chest, looking very happy.

The old man was also infected by Mo Zhenzhen's emotions, and his expression was soft and he told her about the precautions for worship.

In fact, there is nothing to pay attention to, after all, it is her own ancestor, and there are other ancestors watching, plus Li Sanya is a girl who died early, and there is no descendant to worship, and now there is a Mo Zhenzhen who is willing to invite her back to worship, which is a good thing for both parties.

Therefore, Mo Zhenzhen left very calmly, and the smile on her face never disappeared.

She is not shy about people, if someone meets her, she will shyly tell the other party the story of her dream by her ancestors.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Approaching the door, Mo Zhenzhen seemed to hear a child's laughter.

She didn't look back, but stood at the gate of the courtyard, smiling and opening her mouth under the gaze of the two door gods.

"Li Sanya, you're in the house!"

As she spoke, she pushed open the closed courtyard door and stepped into the courtyard with Li Sanya's tablet in her hand.

The gold and silver windmill turned and turned, and Li Sanya stepped on Mo Zhenzhen's shadow, and followed Mo Zhenzhen across the courtyard gate with some restraint.

The door god on the courtyard door moved, and a pair of eyes looked directly at Li Sanya who entered the door.

Under the forced gaze of the door god, Li Sanya shrank her neck and bent down, and the windmill in her hand stopped turning.

But when she crossed the threshold and found that nothing had happened, she looked left and right again with joy, and the windmill in her hand whirred again.

Only this time there was no white mist to stir it, the sun seemed to fall on its gold side, and the somewhat humble windmill lined with it was a little shiny.