Shuttle between Two Worlds: Establishing Ancestral Family from the World of Nine Uncles

Green mountains, green waters, and mountainous peaks make it a paradise for immortals.

In his previous life, Ji Ping had never seen such beautiful scenery except on TV and mobile phones.

"Hey, no one in our group can live past thirty, but it's too early for me. Fortunately, I traveled through time." Ji Ping had just graduated from college, but he died suddenly and was reborn in a new world.

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The surname Ji can be traced back to ancient times. According to legend, the emperor who was the founder of humanities was the Xuanyuan family.

As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, Ji Ping's branch is very special. All the men died young. For two hundred and fifty generations, no one has been spared...

Ji Ping saw a village not far away, with about a hundred households, deserted and deserted, without a trace of human life.

He planned to go to the village first to have a look, at least to understand the basic situation of the world.

"Brother, is this Jijia Village?" Just as Ji Ping was about to enter the village, a tall, thin middle-aged man blocked his way.

The man was wearing a Taoist robe and holding a floating dust in his hand. He had a long and thin face with sharp edges, a sharp chin with a three-inch beard, and two eyes like tigers and wolves, which was a bit scary.

Jijia Village?

Ji Ping was stunned when he heard this name. There are not many people who still have the surname Ji. At least he doesn't know that there are villages similar to his hometown in other places.

Seeing Ji Ping's stunned expression, the Taoist priest frowned: "Brother, did you hear the poor Taoist's question?"

Just when Ji Ping wanted to explain, the village also discovered the existence of the two of them. An octogenarian man, leaning on a cane, weakly asked: "Who are you? Why did you come to my Jijia Village?"

It is indeed Jijia Village.

The Taoist priest ignored Ji Ping and instead stepped forward and saluted the old man: "I, Shi Jian, the chief of Maoshan, have something important to discuss with the new patriarch of the noble family."

"You're here early. Our new clan leader hasn't been elected yet." The old man was tired after walking a few steps and sat down on a stone at the end of the village to rest.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, it doesn't matter. I think the clan elders can also make the decision." Taoist Master Shi Jian squeezed out an ugly smile, "I wonder if the old man can recommend me to the poor Taoist?"

As he spoke, Shi Jian pulled off his backpack, revealing the contents inside.

"Ahem..." The old man coughed twice, his eyes lit up after seeing the things in the baggage, and he quickly jumped up from the stone. He did not look like an old man in his seventies or eighties, "Dear guest, honored guest! Please come quickly.

, I will take you to see the clan elder now!"

The old man's attitude turned completely 180 degrees. Ji Ping was stunned for a moment. He really wanted to see what was in that bag.

However, his thoughts were more on Jijiacun and Shi Jian.

"Maoshan Shi Jian? I seem to have heard this name somewhere." Ji Ping thought for a while, but couldn't remember who Shi Jian was.

The old man thought Ji Ping was from Shi Jian, and Shi Jian thought Ji Ping was from Jijia Village. Both parties ignored him and allowed him to follow him into the village.

After entering the village, Ji Ping looked around and saw a desolate place. Some of the villagers were lying on the ground, some were leaning against the wall. They were all sallow and thin, as if they had been hungry for several days.

This group of people gave Ji Ping a very bad impression. When did his own tribe become lazy? Everyone just knew how to lie down and bask in the sun without having to work.

The old man walked slowly, and Shi Jian did not rush him. The three of them slowly walked to the middle of the village and saw a rather grand building, which was at least much better than those private houses.

Ji Ping recognized the ancestral hall at a glance, because the one in his hometown was almost exactly the same as this one!

In the hall with three doors, there is a clay statue of the ancestor Huangdi in front of the door. There is nothing on the altar except a very old-looking incense burner.

"The clan elders are discussing ancestor worship, please wait a moment." The old man glanced at the two people and said, then slowly walked into the ancestral temple.

Shi Jian stood upright, staring at the statue of Yellow Emperor without blinking. If you look carefully, you can see that his body seems to be shaking slightly.

Ji Ping took a step forward and bowed three times to the statues of his ancestors. He had not been back to his hometown to worship his ancestors for a long time since his father passed away. This could be regarded as a kind of compensation.

While worshiping, Ji Ping touched the small sword accessory on his chest. This is an ancestral item of their family. It is said to have been passed down since ancient times. Ji Ping didn't believe it. He thought this thing was worth the same price as the one sold at a roadside stall.

The handicrafts of one are almost the same.

After a while, three old men came out. The old man looked slightly sideways when he saw Ji Ping who was worshiping, but he quickly set his eyes on Shi Jian.

"The Taoist priest has come a long way, please come inside." One of the clan elders invited.

Shi Jian smiled, bowed and followed the three elders into the ancestral hall. As for Ji Ping, he naturally followed.

Seeing that Ji Ping could freely enter and leave the ancestral hall, Shi Jian was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him had such a high status in the Ji family. Could he be a candidate for the next clan leader?

Thinking of this, Shi Jian unconsciously observed Ji Ping.

A good young man in his twenties, about the same height as him, handsome in appearance, and well-proportioned. What is surprising is that he has the appearance of dying at an early age, which is a pity.

The decoration inside the ancestral hall is similar to what Ji Ping remembered. There are murals about the Yellow Emperor conquering Chi You and unifying the Central Plains to establish China. There is a table and a few futons, which are very simple.

"Please take a seat." The clan elder pointed to the futon and took the lead in sitting on it, "Lao Ji of the Ji Clan, Lao Ji Weili, these two are Ji Duan and Ji Xiao."

After Elder Ji Lili finished speaking, he went straight to the point: "I don't know why Shi Jian has come here?"

Shi Jian glanced at the three of them, and the muscles at the corner of his mouth moved: "I have an unkind request. If the three clan elders agree, I am willing to give you three thousand kilograms of grain in return."

Three thousand kilograms of grain!

After hearing this, the three clan elders were all a little excited, and Elder Ji Weili almost lost his temper.

Ji Ping was a little strange. What's so exciting about several thousand kilograms of grain? It only costs four to five thousand yuan in Blue Star. Doesn't Jijia Village even have this small amount of grain?

"Really? Okay, Taoist Priest, please tell me, we will accept everything!" Ji Weili agreed quickly.

Shi Jian smiled. Although his smile was ugly, it at least showed that he was in a pretty good mood at the moment.

"I want the body of the noble patriarch."

Wow!

As soon as Shi Jian said these words, the expressions of the three clan elders immediately changed. Even Ji Ping looked at the Taoist priest in surprise.

Wanting the body of the head of the family? What kind of saucy maneuver is this?

"Taoist Master, what do you mean?" Ji Weili's face was gloomy. Although he didn't immediately turn his face, his expression said everything.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord, why are you so angry? As a descendant of the Yellow Emperor, isn't it a good thing that Ji's clan leader is enshrined by our Taoist sect?" Shi Jian's tone was calm, without any intention of tit-for-tat, "I, Maoshan, enshrine countless sages, and the noble chiefs can and

It’s not aggrieved to be in the same category.”

The three clan elders looked at each other, and finally Ji Lili said: "We will seriously consider the Taoist Master's proposal, please give us some time."

"No problem." Seeing the elder relent, Shi Jian finally let go of the stone in his heart and put the baggage on the ground, "There are a hundred kilograms of grain here, which is a little bit of the poor Tao. The poor Tao will leave first and come back tomorrow.

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After Shi Jian left, there was an explosion in the ancestral hall!

"You bastard! Maoshan is going too far! Although Shi Jian is Maoshan's disciple, there are rumors that he is breeding zombies. Could it be that he is interested in my Ji family's bloodline and wants to refine the clan leader's corpse into a monster?"

"It's very possible. We absolutely cannot agree to this matter! How can I, the Ji clan, survive on this?"

"Yes, if you reject him, let's cremate the clan leader's body now so that we won't be missed by this demon again!"

Bang bang...

Ji Weili clapped his hands, and the scene immediately became quiet.

"Let's talk about this matter. The most important thing for us now is to elect a new clan leader. Only in this way can I, the Ji family, be able to work together and not be bullied by the demon."

After saying that, Ji Weili, Ji Duan and Ji Xiao looked at Ji Ping at the same time.

Ji Ping met the gazes of the three of them in surprise, and was a little at a loss for a moment: "Three clan elders, I am also a member of the Ji clan, and I came here to find my relatives. I did not notify you in advance. Please forgive me."

Ji Ping quickly explained that although his reason was not this, it was not a lie.

"Of course we know you are from the Ji clan." Ji Weili suddenly stood up, and together with the two clan elders, bowed to Ji Ping, "We Ji clan members have met the clan leader!"