The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

Time flies like an arrow; a few short days pass in the blink of an eye.

As dawn breaks and all is quiet, the occasional melodious bird song breaks the stillness.

at this time.

The quiet and elegant bamboo house was filled with a faint aroma of tea.

"Gurgle!"

A slight noise came from inside the house; it turned out that Ni Kun had just brewed a pot of steaming hot tea.

However, before he could even take a bite, a series of crisp footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

"Father!"

With a shout, Ni Yonggui came over to Ni Kun with a big smile, then plopped down like a big kid, muttering, "It's so noisy outside, nothing compares to the quiet and comfortable place here!"

Yes, because the ancestral worship ceremony is in three days, the entire hillside mansion is packed with people, and the sky will be enveloped in noise as soon as it gets a little brighter.

The three main building complexes at the summit, in particular, were packed with groups of lively, adorable, yet mischievous children.

They laughed and joked, having a great time, turning the originally peaceful and harmonious atmosphere into a lively one.

at the same time.

The children's parents were also busy. Early in the morning, they carried large and small bags of local specialties in each hand, moving between rooms, visiting relatives and friends, and exchanging greetings.

After all, this ceremony is of great significance, and everyone wants to take this opportunity to strengthen their relationships.

As the owner of June Residence, Ni Yonggui already had many descendants, in addition to his own title of "God of Wealth".

In the past few days, visitors have been coming in droves, to the point that his doorstep is almost worn out.

In contrast.

Ni Kun's side, on the other hand, was much quieter.

Firstly, because the owner of July Residence, Ni Yongshuang, is still single.

Secondly, she has been busy working on construction sites lately and rarely goes home, so almost no one takes the initiative to come to him to chat and reminisce.

As for Ni Mingsi, she was still resentful about the previous draw, regarding it as a great humiliation. Since then, she has been burying herself in hard work in the military camp or school all day long, as if she had gone mad.

Ni Zhixin also benefited greatly from that battle, so he simply moved into the school and secretly worked hard to catch up with the progress.

In this way...

The vast July Residence is occupied by Ni Kun alone, making it exceptionally quiet and peaceful.

"Father!"

Ni Yonggui took a sip of tea, then blinked his shrewd eyes: "Fourth Brother said that a family meeting will be held at the ancestral hall tonight, supposedly to select a master of ceremonies to preside over the ancestral worship ceremony!"

"Um!"

Ni Kun's lips curled into a meaningful smile: "That's right, now that everyone's almost all here, it's a good time to put this matter on the agenda!"

"Understood! Understood!"

Ni Yonggui immediately understood and nodded vigorously in agreement: "Father is the perfect emcee!"

After all, during the ancestral worship ceremony, the entire crowd below had to kneel and kowtow, while only the master of ceremonies stood above.

"Father!"

Ni Yonggui pursed his lips, a subtle glint in his eyes, as if he had something to say.

But in the end, he started making small talk about everyday things...

A short while later.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow in the courtyard.

Ni Yonggui looked up at the red sun in the sky and found that it was already high in the sky.

So he rose to take his leave: "Father, my fourth brother arranged for me to go to the market to buy some items today. Is there anything you need?"

Not long after Ni Yonggui left.

"Creak!"

A slight noise reached Ni Kun's ears.

The door to the July Residence, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened, and then a short, slightly thin figure slipped in through the crack in the door.

The man was wearing tattered clothes, and his face showed a mixture of fear and unease.

He cautiously looked around, and only dared to step forward after confirming that no one was around. Finally, he tiptoed to the front of the bamboo house.

After standing still.

The little guy peeked into the house again for a while, and when he saw a man sitting inside, he hesitated.

His lips trembled slightly, as if he had a thousand words to say, but due to excessive tension, he ultimately froze on the spot, unable to move.

Ni Kun took in all of this, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

He called softly, "Little one, come in quickly! Don't be afraid, it's safe here!"

Upon hearing this...

The little boy breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been granted a pardon, and walked towards Ni Kun with small, slow steps.

As he approached, Ni Kun carefully examined the child before him.

He appeared to be about eleven or twelve years old, with delicate features and a very endearing appearance. Although he was small and thin, his large eyes revealed a sharp and alert nature.

"My name is Ah Kun!"

Ni Kun smiled and asked softly, "What's your name?"

The little boy lowered his head, hesitated slightly, and then timidly answered, "Replying to Brother Akun, my name is Ni Caiqi, I come from Yong'an City, and everyone usually calls me Xiaoqi!"

Upon hearing this, Ni Kun was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Oh? So you're from the 'Cai' generation, huh? That's quite something!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to hold up a big five with his fingers.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qi lowered her head, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, and stammered, "Ah... Brother Kun, those guys said you're the next head of the family. I really had no other choice but to come to you for help!"

He paused, his face and ears turning bright red: "If you don't help me, my dad will definitely beat me to death! Waaah~"

Before she could finish speaking, tears were already streaming down her face like beads from a broken string.

At last.

With trembling hands, Xiao Qi pulled a worn-out little piggy bank from his pocket and carefully placed it on the coffee table, swearing that it contained all his savings.

Seeing this scene before my eyes.

Ni Kun couldn't help but laugh so hard he almost fell over, but he still managed to suppress his laughter as he pulled Xiao Qi to sit beside him. He then gently pushed a plate of delicate and delicious pastries in front of him, and said in a gentle tone, "Alright! Stop crying, come and try these delicious pastries!"

Xiao Qi looked up and glanced at the neatly arranged, enticingly fragrant pastries on the table. She thought to herself, "These kinds of high-class treats are rarely seen. Only those with high status in the clan or those who are favored by their elders are fortunate enough to taste them."

Now that we can witness it firsthand and even have the opportunity to enjoy it, is it really true, as everyone says, that this Brother Ah Kun is indeed extraordinary?

Thinking of this, Xiao Qi's confidence soared, and she felt that she had found the right person this time!

He didn't bother wiping away the tear stains left in the corners of his eyes. He eagerly grabbed a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it heartily until his cheeks were bulging out like a little squirrel.

Seeing this, Ni Kun poured him a glass of water: "Eat slowly, don't choke. Tell me what terrible thing happened that made you so scared?"

Xiao Qi nodded.

While chewing his food, he mumbled a story to Ni Kun: "Brother Kun, this is a big deal. Last night, I made a bet with some friends, and in a moment of impulse, I went and dug up our ancestor's grave..."

He hadn't even finished speaking.

"Pfft!"

Ni Kun spat out the tea he had just drunk.