After a while, the little mice who had just died were lined up in a row, and they were brought in by the golden armor general of the ancestral land with confused faces.
The reason why they were confused was because in just half a day, they experienced too much and were too shocked.
I can’t react at all!
First, under the leadership of the ancestors, they fought against the blue stone coffin. The ancestors were loyal, and they were loyal and filial.
After death, the souls formed a group and came to the underworld, where they met the legendary Yin Shuai with a leopard tail.
(As mentioned earlier, after the death of an animal, the Leopard Tail General will be brought to court, and the judgment of good and evil will be made.)
The leopard-tailed Yin Shuai was quite serious at first, which frightened these little mice who had never been out and had never seen the world.
Especially "more than a thousand", Hui Laoliu's most beloved grandson, was even so frightened that he had tears in his eyes.
A special explanation here is that the Hui family has so many descendants that it is impossible to think of a name.
Just name them according to the number of birth.
As for the names above a thousand in each generation, they are uniformly called "more than a thousand."
If these people want to differentiate specifically, they add a suffix.
For example, more than five thousand, more than six thousand...
Children will cry for their parents when they are scared outside, and "more than a thousand" is no exception.
"Grandpa, eldest uncle, second uncle" was shouted again.
The quick-talking Yin Zai looked amused and asked him with a smile who these were.
After signing up for "more than a thousand"... the attitudes of everyone changed so quickly!
Especially after hearing that the "more than a thousand" second uncle turned out to be a scourge... the young general.
Not only were the little mice not allowed to kneel, they were also given separate seats.
Then it’s time to serve tea, serve good tea...
Before they could figure out what was going on, another "god" appeared out of thin air.
His entire body was wrapped in golden light, looking so mysterious and majestic.
This powerful "god" first showed a kind smile to "more than a thousand", and then went through the "handover procedures" with the Yinsi with a serious face.
So the descendants of the Hui family who had just died in the battle were "inexplicably" brought to the ancestral land of the Supreme Being.
The "god" didn't say much along the way. He just told the little mice that what they would see soon was the real big shot.
And his grandfather is also there.
...
As soon as the little mice entered the door, they kept peeking at Hui Laoliu, obviously happy and worried.
I am happy that my ancestors did not lose their souls, but died like me;
What worries me is how he could be delirious in his current state.
No matter how anxious they were, the little mice did not dare to show it in front of so many big shots.
They just raised their front paws and cupped their fists together, kowtowing to the big man drinking in the middle.
"Little beast pays homage to Master Qingtian!"
"Thank you, great master, for saving my ancestor!"
Seeing such a well-behaved little guy, the big man smiled.
"I remember you, you are all good children. Get up and just stand and answer."
At this point, the big man suddenly stopped, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Oh, by the way, why are your names all numbers... It's true that your ancestors could name their children so casually."
Even though he was scared, "more than a thousand" still wanted to help explain to his grandfather.
"Reporting to the eldest sir, it's not that my grandfather is casual, but that we do have a lot of children at home."
"If I had to think of names one by one, grandpa would be too busy."
The big man was stunned when he heard this: Isn't it? Rats win by numbers.
Although he figured it out, the big man obviously refused to "give in" easily and still said stubbornly.
"Even if your Hui family has more heirs, naming them is still a major life event."
"Come on, today I am happy to help you all change your names!"
"I don't believe it. Even if there are more, there can still be more than a thousand per generation?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen little mice, led by Hui Laoliu's grandson, spoke weakly together.
"Master Qingtian, you called us?!"
The big man was stunned: "When did I call you...you guys?!"
After figuring out the reason, the big man suddenly had a black line all over his head, thinking to himself.
How careless!
It turns out that the Hui Family Immortal wants to name each of his descendants, regardless of whether they are practitioners or not.
Wait, did I just agree to change each of their names? !
I don’t know if it’s too late to drink too much now…
Ahem, you have no joke!
The big man could only bite the bullet and speak weakly.
"'More than a thousand' let me ask, in your generation, how many brothers and sisters are there?"
Naturally, the little mouse didn't dare to hesitate when the big man asked him. He thought carefully before he dared to answer.
"More than one thousand......"
Big man: "..."
Otherwise I'd better get drunk now...
Facts have proved that the big man is not the one who gets fat by breaking his promise.
However, he gave the glorious task of naming to Emperor Zhuanxu, who made him smart since he was a child.
And he also warned that the name must be chosen so that the other party likes it. If he doesn't like it, then think about it again.
Not until all the little mice are satisfied.
Therefore, under the heavy work pressure, Emperor Zhuanxu never left the ancestral land of the Supreme Being for the next five years.
The big man looked at Emperor Zhuanxu with a bitter face and thought to himself.
Xiaojiu, ancestor, I can only help you so much.
You have to walk the road ahead on your own... Good boy, hold on!
