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After Meng Jia finished working in the kitchen, she moved a stool and sat next to Jiang Changsheng.

"Chang Sheng, do you really not want to go out to play? It's still early. You can go out and play for two hours. As long as you come back before 12 o'clock, I will guard the house."

In this era, when celebrating New Year's Eve in the village, men usually gather to play cards or place bets, children play firecrackers together in twos and threes, and teenagers like to do bad things everywhere.

Last night Jiang Changsheng and a few friends went to the village cemetery to hold a bonfire party.

A few half-grown men lit a fire in a grave and told scary stories. They were obviously scared to death but still pretended to be brave.

We originally made an appointment to continue tonight.

The cause of this incident was that my friends watched the Hong Kong-style horror film "Ghost Fighting" starring Hong Jinbao in a small video room. The scene in the movie where the female ghost stretched out her purple arms from the mirror can be regarded as the favorite of many people.

Shadows of childhood.

Although Jiang Changsheng and the others were no longer considered children in their teens, they had watched some TV at most and had never seen any movies, let alone ghost movies, so they were quite frightened.

The young man refused to admit defeat. In order to save face, they all thought of going to the village cemetery to tell scary stories together to prove their courage.

Villagers are still very superstitious these days, and when the weather is dry, phosphorus will occasionally ignite spontaneously in the cemetery, which the villagers call "will-o'-the-wisps."

Think about it for a moment, in the dead of night, a green or blue flame suddenly rises from the cemetery, and everyone who sees it is scared.

Last night, Jiang Changsheng took advantage of the phenomenon of will-o'-the-wisps and made up a random story about will-o'-the-wisps to seduce people. Against the backdrop of the bonfire, several of his bad friends turned pale with fright.

Although everyone agreed yesterday to continue tonight, several of the friends haven't come to Jiang Changsheng yet, obviously they are timid.

"Sister Jia, Monkey and the others haven't come to me yet. They probably went to play by themselves. I will chat with you at home tonight."

After hearing Jiang Changsheng's words, Meng Jia was stunned and sighed.

"It's been a year, you're a year older, you're more sensible, and you know how to chat with your sister."

Under the swaying candlelight, Meng Jia's already yellow hair looked a little messy. Her cheeks were sunken and her cheekbones were a little prominent. It looked like she had been malnourished for a long time.

Jiang Changsheng couldn't help but said: "Sister Jia, after the Chinese New Year, I will turn 16. Legally, if I can have my own income, I can be regarded as an adult.

You have taken care of me all these years, and I have delayed you."

Hearing Jiang Changsheng's words, the smile on Meng Jia's face dropped and she said hastily: "That's nonsense. How could you have such an idea? Is there someone in the village who is talking nonsense?"

"Chang Sheng, don't think about anything now, concentrate on your studies, get into a good university in the future, and only after you leave the countryside can you be successful!

You must not feel burdened, you know? I was only 11 years old when my mother passed away. If my second grandma hadn’t supported me and taken care of me, I don’t know if I would have survived.

I'm taking care of you now to repay Second Grandma's kindness. All of this is the best arrangement."

The second grandma is Jiang Changsheng’s grandma.

Meng Jia's story is very vulgar. His father was an educated youth. When he went to the countryside, he fell in love with her mother, started a family, and gave birth to Meng Jia.

After the policy was liberalized, her father abandoned his wife and daughter and returned to the big city, so Meng Jia took her mother's surname of Meng.

Meng Jia's mother was optimistic and strong. Although she raised her daughter alone and endured a lot of rumors, she lived a good life. Meng Jia lived a happy life as a child.

Unfortunately, her mother suffered from a "bad disease" and died when Meng Jia was 11 years old. Based on the medical conditions in the villages and towns at that time, the cause of the disease could not be found at all. The doctor only guessed that it was a hereditary disease, because Meng Jia's grandparents were both

Died young.

From then on, Meng Jia became an orphan. Jiang Changsheng's grandmother was kind-hearted and took the initiative to take care of Meng Jia and raise her. Although the two families were neighbors and did not live in the same house, their relationship was closer than that of relatives.

Jiang Changsheng saw that Meng Jia was a little anxious and quickly changed the subject.

"Okay, sister Jia, I will study hard and get the top score in the exam, which will make you happy!"

A smile immediately appeared on Meng Jia's face, and her big eyes curved into crescent moons.

"That's right. Just study. I've saved the money for you to go to college. Fortunately, you did your best and passed the county No. 1 high school entrance examination. You can help me realize my dream."

Perhaps because of the genes of his father, an educated youth, Meng Jia's academic performance was very good since childhood. However, after her mother passed away, she had no money to study and was forced to drop out of school.

Jiang Changsheng knew Meng Jia's situation. He smiled and comforted: "Sister Jia, although you didn't go to middle school, you are more educated than me. You have read more books than me."

Meng Jia has a large collection of books at home, all left by his father who was an educated youth. Meng Jia has been reading these books since he was a child. Jiang Changsheng, who only focused on culture and had not awakened the memory of his past life, was indeed not as good as Meng Jia.

Jiang Changsheng continued: "Sister Jia, you can actually be a writer. You can write something at home in your free time. The weaving job does not suit your temperament and is not a long-term solution."

Although Meng Jia grew up in a rural area, she has an aura of poetry and calligraphy. After reading many books, she has the dignified air of a poetry and calligraphy beauty.

She glanced at Jiang Changsheng, and she felt that her younger brother seemed to have grown up overnight. He still had the youthful look on his face, but his words were serious and mature, with a mature charm.

In the past, Meng Jia would not discuss work topics with Jiang Changsheng in order not to distract him, but tonight she was brought in unconsciously.

She sat up straight and said seriously: "Although I read a lot of books, it's just for fun. I don't like to be a writer."

Jiang Changsheng asked: "If you have a choice, what do you want to do in the future?"

"Me, I want to be a boss. You know, my favorite thing is to make money! When I was working in a weaving factory, I thought about opening a weaving factory in the future and recruiting hundreds of workers for me.

Work part-time and help me make money."

Meng Jia was a little excited and spoke faster, "When I make money, I will find you a virtuous and beautiful wife, Changsheng, and let her give you a son or a daughter. The children can recognize me as their godmother.

I will let them inherit my wealth."

Jiang Changsheng had a strange expression when he heard this.

Meng Jia was beautiful and had a good temperament. She had many suitors whether in the weaving factory or in the village, but Meng Jia rejected them all.

Jiang Changsheng knew that the main reason was because of himself.

Over the years, people in the village have introduced men to Meng Jia, and Meng Jia always asked the men to accept Jiang Changsheng. This condition scared off some people. Even if some men accepted, Meng Jia was worried that Jiang Changsheng would be wronged, so in the end they gave up.

Regarding this point, Jiang Changsheng is not in a hurry now.

In Jiang Changsheng's view, there were no particularly outstanding talents in the entire county, not to mention the village.

Meng Jia is only 23 years old. If she were to study in college, she would have just graduated a year ago, so there is no need to worry.

Jiang Changsheng believes that he has the ability to help Meng Jia realize her wish to be a boss. When the time comes, her horizons will be broadened, and it will not be too late to find a partner.

He interrupted Meng Jia: "Sister Jia, can't you get married and have children on your own? If you really become a big boss, you will be afraid of not being able to find handsome men when you have money.

Don't stare at me."

Jiang Changsheng's parents have been divorced in his two lifetimes, and he has a natural rejection of marriage.

When Meng Jia heard this, she glared at Jiang Changsheng and showed her dignity as a sister.

"I only do two things in my life, one is to make a lot of money, and the other is to take care of you! As for finding a partner, that's impossible!"

Looking at Meng Jia's expression and tone, Jiang Changsheng understood that she was also hurt by the educated youth father's abandonment of his wife and daughter. Like himself, she rejected marriage.

Jiang Changsheng decisively ended the topic and began to induce Meng Jia.

"Textile factories are labor-intensive secondary industries that can make money, but if you want to become a millionaire, the tertiary industry is the future, such as the Internet..."

"Do you know what the Internet is and computers? If you don't know, let me tell you in detail..."

"I have learned from the development line of American imperialism..."

"Where did I learn these things? I studied them in the school library. I know. Academic performance comes first, and I won't read random books..."

One night, Jiang Changsheng subtly revealed the future development trend to Meng Jia.

Although Meng Jia didn't quite believe it, he still had some vague impressions.

The call came after 11 o'clock. They ate some lotus root and pork ribs soup, chatted for a while, and lit a string of 1,000-gun firecrackers at 12 o'clock on time, then went back to their houses to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Jiang Changsheng was still a little excited, tossing and turning, and did not fall asleep until about 1 o'clock in the morning.

In his sleep, the life experiences of his previous life flashed by one by one, from birth, to his parents' divorce, to going to college, to working in Shenzhen, Jiang Changsheng seemed to be watching a movie doubled in speed.

At the end of the movie, Jiang Changsheng grabbed a gourd in front of a street vendor. He saw that after he was hit by a car, his blood soaked into the gourd, and the gourd's body flashed with green light.

The memory ends here.

But there was an extra gourd in Jiang Changsheng's consciousness.

This gourd is dark in color and light blue in color. It has several potholes on the surface and several cracks on the bottom. It is exactly the same as the one Jiang Changsheng got from a street vendor in his previous life.

The light on the gourd flickered, and there was an additional flow of information in Jiang Changsheng's head.

"The Gourd of Luck: It can absorb the thoughts of all sentient beings and turn them into luck."

"Nine strategies for longevity, body training strategy, martial arts strategy, Qi training strategy, mind concentration strategy, weapon refining strategy, medicine strategy, attack strategy, transformation strategy, destiny strategy..."

After digesting this information, Jiang Changsheng immediately understood that he was extremely lucky to become the owner of the Luck Gourd. The moment he was hit by a car, the Luck Gourd activated the remaining luck in the gourd, allowing him to be reborn.

Afterwards, the Luck Gourd fell into a deep sleep state and was not restarted until today, allowing Jiang Changsheng to regain the memory of his previous life.

After the Luck Gourd recognizes its owner, it can collect the thoughts of all living beings condensed into the owner, thereby transforming them into luck.

According to the inherited information, the way to unite the thoughts of all sentient beings is religion and sacrifice. Nowadays, in a society ruled by law, practicing Xie religion is a dead end. Jiang Changsheng does not want to take a bullet, so for the time being, the luck gourd is useless.

As for the Nine Strategies of Immortality, it is a self-contained cultivation technique in the Luck Gourd. Its origin is unknown. Jiang Changsheng took a look and found that most of them cannot be used now.

Today's Blue Star is in the age of Dharma Ending. There are no objective conditions for practicing Qi to become an immortal or martial arts to become a god. Therefore, you can try the physical training strategy, and you can also refer to and study the medical strategy on human body acupuncture points.

Jiang Changsheng was thinking when he suddenly felt someone pushing him.

"Changsheng, Changsheng! Get up. You can't sleep in late on New Year's Day. Get up and go to the village to pay New Year greetings."