My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 134 The Gods' Preferences

Lu Xingyao was waiting for his ancestors to take pity on the things he had bought.

At this moment, Gu Xingzhao had already put the silver bracelet on the ground into his wrist. Seeing that the jade pendant next to it was also very beautiful, his eyes lit up and he picked it up to examine it carefully.
Upon seeing that the bracelet and jade pendant were gone, Lu Xingyan unconsciously curved his lips into a slight smile.

Lu Xingyao, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed. "?"

What the hell?
Why did our ancestors choose those two things that Uncle San bought first? Those things are obviously effeminate!

Lu Qing smiled. Sure enough, his youngest son had good taste. Of all the things, the ancestor chose the two he picked first, which showed that the ancestor must have liked them.

He immediately breathed a sigh of relief, at least there were ancestors who had taken a liking to it.

Because he liked the jade pendant in his hand more and more, Gu Xingzhao put it directly into his pocket, and then looked at the pile of things in front of him, thinking of picking out two more items.

Lu Xingyao stared intently, practically glued his eyes to it, thinking it must be his turn by now.

Then he saw that the silver bowl that had been placed in the corner had also disappeared.

At that moment, Lu Xingyao heard the sound of his own heart breaking.

"!" Du Hangwu's heart pounded violently; the Lu family deity had chosen his share.

It seems I wasn't wrong; this deity of the Lu family really does like these kinds of gold, silver, and jade artifacts.

Gu Xingzhao picked out one or two more items, chewing on a plum blossom cake, thinking that he would have Lu Qing return these things to their rightful owners, but then he noticed a very conspicuous wine jar next to him.

"Lu Qing, is this wine for me too?"

Lu Qing immediately replied, "Reporting to our ancestors, this wine was chosen by our grandson Xingyao, who said it was a fine aged wine, and presented it to you."

Gu Xingzhao stared at the jar of wine for a long time. It was such a fine vintage wine, a real pity. Unlike plum blossom cakes, it couldn't be eaten immediately. If he took it back, it would spoil, and repairing it would be too much trouble.

"You can keep this wine for yourselves and thank him for my kindness."

Hearing her say she didn't want alcohol, Lu Qing chuckled, but didn't show it on his face, afraid of appearing unsteady. "In that case, it's a pity."

Gu Xingzhao gave Lu Qing a few more deep looks. This old man was clearly thinking about that jar of wine, but he still pretended not to care.

Lu Xingyao's personality is probably something he learned from Lu Qing.

Gu Xingzhao picked out a few more items. Seeing that Lu Xingyao's eager gaze was fixed on the writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones, he guessed that these were mostly bought by children, but they were not things he needed. But if he didn't take them, wouldn't it be too hurtful?

She hesitated for a moment, then took the ink stick away.

Upon seeing that the ink stick was gone, Lu Xingyao almost jumped up. He looked at the old man, then at his third uncle, his face beaming with joy. See! He still understood his ancestors!

Seeing his grandson's expression, Lu Qing didn't want to say anything. He had been staring at his grandson with wide eyes, as if afraid that his ancestors wouldn't know that he had prepared those things.

The people around stared wide-eyed at the pile of things, their hearts pounding with tension as they watched something disappear every now and then.

After all, if one's own possessions could catch the eye of that deity, it would be considered to have entered the deity's purview, and receiving divine favor in the future would be an immense blessing.

The man who had placed the silver lock jumped up with joy when he saw it was gone. He grabbed the person next to him and pointed to the spot where it had been, exclaiming, "See? The gods took my son's longevity lock! They took it! My wife will definitely give birth to a blessed child!"

Congratulations!

I really envy you, kid.

The man was smug; the gods had taken his longevity lock, so they would surely bless his wife to give birth safely and peacefully! His heart, which had been weighing heavily on his wife all the way, finally found peace.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xingzhao was stunned for a moment. He looked down at the longevity lock he had just picked up. So it was meant for the unborn child. Was it too late to put it back now?
Oh well, I've already taken it, what's the point of putting it back?

She glanced at the system panel; it had increased by over two hundred, which was not bad. "Lu Qing, thank you for your thoughtfulness today. Let them take the rest back. I'll bring some food over later, and you can distribute it to everyone as my thank you gift."

Lu Qing looked at the items; his ancestors had only taken a few, so it seemed the rest were not to their liking.

At this moment, the onlookers were still eagerly waiting for the Lu family's deity to take away what they had been worshipping, but they did not see it for a long time. Instead, the Lu family members spoke up.

"My gods say that they thank you all for your kindness today, but please come and take these things back yourselves."

These words caused an uproar among the crowd!

"The gods aren't coming anymore?!"

"They were just here, they should have left by now, right?"

"But we haven't taken these things yet."

"Gods are gods; nothing can possibly catch their eye!"

The man whose longevity lock had been removed spoke up, "I'm not trying to criticize you, but what kind of offerings are these? It's one thing to put your own used combs up there, but to put up yesterday's cakes is quite another. If the gods see this, they'll be lucky if they don't blame you."

Upon hearing this, the group felt ashamed, especially the one who had placed the cake, whose face turned red. "It was my oversight. Fortunately, the gods did not blame us."

Actually, he didn't want to show off or get any benefits; he just wanted to thank the gods for saving his life twice before.

That piece of bread was something he had saved from yesterday, as he didn't have anything else on him except for it.

Soon, Gu Xingzhao brought over a lot of snacks and braised food, piled them all on the ground, and handed them to the Lu family, saying, "Lu Qing, I've put the things here. You can divide them up as you see fit."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "There was someone who left a piece of bread; share some food with them."

Lu Qing asked, puzzled, "Did our ancestors like to eat pancakes?"

He had certainly noticed the cake, but he hadn't seen his ancestor take it.

Gu Xingzhao smiled and said, "Others offer me alms in hopes of gaining something in return, but this person has even offered up his own bread to fill his stomach, which shows his sincerity."

She remembered that these prisoners only received two pancakes a day, and for a period of time when there wasn't enough food, they only received one pancake a day.

Although the bread wasn't tasty, it was the food that kept these prisoners alive. The sentiment behind it alone made it more precious than anything else.

Lu Qing immediately understood, "This junior understands."

After Gu Xingzhao left, Lu Qing called his son, daughter-in-law, and grandson together, and distributed the offerings to the people who came to retrieve them.

The woman with the comb was about to leave when someone handed her something that looked like food, placed in a bag. She froze, "What's this?"

Lu Xingyao: "My gods say they thank you all for your kindness. Today, all those who sincerely make offerings will be given a portion of food. This is yours."

These were the old man's instructions, spoken to the woman, and also to the others.

Upon hearing this, the crowd erupted in cheers, "!!!"

"There's even food!"