Today is New Year's Eve, and the year is over. Today is the last day of the old year, and it is also the day for every household to visit graves and worship their ancestors.

Report the past gains and losses of the family for a year to the deceased ancestors, and pray for blessings from ancestors, so that they can bring blessings to the next year, and their family will be safe, healthy and happy.

In the early years, at this time, Su Hang's father, the third uncle, took the children of the two families to go up the mountain to visit the graves and worship. They worked hard for a long time. When they came back, their mother and Aunt San had already cleaned the house and prepared the meal and waited.

Now that Su Hang has returned, he can be regarded as the head of the family, so my father has given him this job.

The cemetery has no one to take care of for a year and is already full of weeds, so many places cannot even stand.

Su Hang and his wife were busy in the cemetery. Unfortunately, his sister Su Xi was not here this year, which is a bit regretful.

There is a story for every tomb here. When I was a child, my father and uncle would tell some stories about their ancestors every time they swept a tomb. Some of the tombs were old and they heard the stories, but at that time, Su Hang and the others also listened to them with relish!

Now, the narrator is changed to Su Hang, and he tells the stories of ancestors he once heard from the older generation, or some are really ordinary, so ordinary that they can't be more ordinary, but the wives listened very seriously.

This may be the so-called ancestor worship. No matter how ordinary the ancestors are, in the hearts of future generations, their status is supreme, and the stories of ancestors are unique.

As far as Su Hang knows, the ancestors of the Su family are indeed very ordinary. The most promising one he has ever heard of should be the old grandfather. It is said that the old grandfather Su Fan once became a scholar and worked as a teacher. He taught and educated people in the private schools in the village. There are still several elderly people over 80 years old in the village, and they still remember him.

This should be considered the glory of the Su family’s ancestors!

With so many ordinary generations, they finally made their fortunes in Su Hang's generation. If these ancestors knew that the Su family had a descendant and would become the Lord of the All Worlds, I really don't know what it would be like.

The cemetery said it was big or small, and several people worked hard for a whole morning before they checked to clean the cemetery.

In fact, for such existence as Su Hang, you only need to use magical powers and hook your fingers, and the entire cemetery will be clean and there is no need to worry or effort. However, it will lose the true meaning of tomb sweeping and sacrifice.

Set off firecrackers and sacrifices. After everything was finished, it was almost noon. I packed up my things and prepared to go down the mountain.

At this time, Su Hang suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Xue Xuan asked Su Hang, and the other women also looked at Su Hang.

Su Hang came to his senses, shook his head, and said, "You guys go back first, I'll stay here alone for a while!"

The girls were a little confused, but after working all morning, they were really tired, so they left the cemetery. Yin Yuer looked at Su Hang, picked up the sickle, and followed Su Rong and the others.

Only Su Hang was left in the cemetery, and the pig who was following him like a shadow. This guy was like a piece of dog skin plaster. No matter where Su Hang went, he had to follow him. He wanted to carry out the task assigned to him by heaven to the end.

When he was just cleaning the cemetery, he was also squatting outside the cemetery, eating the seeds that Su Hang’s mother grabbed him, and his eyes never left Su Hang.

"Swoosh!"

After throwing a handful of melon seed shells, the pig's figure suddenly disappeared, and I don't know where to go!

"Swish!"

It appeared again in an instant, and a figure was thrown in front of Su Hang by a pig.

After clapping his hands, the pig squatted to the original position again and continued to eat melon seeds, looking very calm.

"Sneaky, where is the way it comes from?" Zhuer said lightly.

The one who was thrown to the ground by the pig was a woman wearing black clothes, buried in her head, and could not see her face clearly.

Su Hang glared at Zhu'er, and Zhu'er looked back at Su Hang unhappily, turned his face away, and simply didn't bother to pay attention.

Su Hang then turned to the woman in black, took a deep breath, and felt a little moved. He was very familiar with the aura of the woman.

"Xuanming?" Su Hang asked for a long time.

When the woman heard this, her body trembled slightly. She was obviously very sensitive to the name, but she did not look up!

Su Hang walked over and held the woman in black and helped up the woman in black, but the woman still buried her head and refused to look up. Her black hair covered her face and couldn't see her face clearly.

"Xuan Ming, but you? Look up and let me see!" Su Hang's voice trembled slightly.

Back then, the disciples he accepted in Taichung now seemed to be the only one Xuanming left. Others, such as Dijiang, Wu Jun, etc., either died through tribulation or entered the cycle of reincarnation and disappeared.

Earlier, he had found Xuan Ming's whereabouts, but only found out that Xuan Ming had left the underworld, his pseudonym Nan Gu, and lived in seclusion at the foot of Phoenix Mountain for a while. However, Su Hang didn't know where she went afterwards!

Now that I met here, it can be said that Su Hang was very surprised and surprised. The aura of this woman made him very sure that she was Xuan Ming!

After a long time, the woman didn't look up!

"You are unwilling to see you as your teacher, but are you blaming you as your teacher?" Su Hangdao.

When the woman heard this, her body trembled slightly. After a while, she slowly raised her head, her hair slid to both sides, revealing her face.

An old face!

Like the old tree's bark, it is not the youthful and exquisite face in Su Hang's memory. Only those old eyes can vaguely see the shadow of Xuanming back then.

Su Hang was completely stunned!

"How could this be?" Su Hang was stunned for a long time before he put on a word.

How could Xuan Ming, who was young and beautiful in his memory become an old woman? Although the face of the monk is equivalent to the appearance of his heart, even if Xuan Ming's heart is old, he will not be so old. Moreover, in Su Hang's memory, Xuan Ming and Houtu are both women who love beauty very much.

The woman quickly avoided Su Hang's gaze and knelt in front of Su Hang with a thud.

"Disciple Xuanming, pay homage to Master!" His voice was extremely hoarse and powerless, making people feel sad when they heard it.

It turns out that she is Xuan Ming! Su Hang hurriedly reached out to support her, "Tell me, what's going on, how could you do this?"

Next to him, the pig was energetic, looking at the two of them with their eyes straight, and they worked harder when they were eating melon seeds, as if they were watching the fun.

After a long time, Xuan Ming finally spoke!
Chapter completed!