The Spiritual Energy Is Revived, and All the Chinese Spirits Call Me Their Ancestors

Jiang Xu, a second-year university graduate, was deprived of his place in the postgraduate entrance examination. His family was helpless, his parents were sick, and his younger sister had to go to school. After passing the three majors and one aid, I went to a small village and became a college student village official. But this village seems a little unusual. It is not easy to be a village official, and Jiang Xu is very sad because he is the only normal person in the village. Later. "Ancestor, this is the Naoshizi lithography machine you mentioned from Beautiful Country. I got it here." Xuanwu scratched his head innocently. And World Chat**. The British Museum found that all the cultural relics it had snatched disappeared overnight. The United States, which had suffered the most heavy losses, was staring at the lost lithography machine, the aircraft carrier full of loopholes, and even its proud two-foot kick had become a squib... The foot pot chicken next door to Huaxia was even worse. Their sacred toilet was burned down, and it would have almost disappeared if the palace hadn't been able to attack it in time. All Nations: China, what do you know about these things? Hua Xia: How do I know? I am the porter of nature. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.