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? Chapter Two: Household Ghosts
Grandma heard what I said, but took the kitchen knife one step closer, and directly scratched the skin on my neck.
The moonlight that came in from the window, shone on the polished blade, and reflected directly on grandma's face, making grandma's glaring, serious face add a bit of sinisterness and weirdness .
"Xiao Wei, you still said that you didn't encounter any dirty things, and you brought them to the ancestral house! Now don't move, I will use the butcher's knife to calm down that evil animal first, and then you will slowly get out of here." Get up on the bed, let's go out and deal with this evil animal."
I am grass, my grandma!
Do you know that you ruined my dream?
Do you know how difficult it is to dream of a beautiful man? You said that I have dirty things on my body, isn't it because you are afraid that I will bring unclean things into the ancestral house, which will affect your precious grandson!
Seeing that I was in a daze, grandma immediately dragged me up from the bed, took the kitchen knife from my neck after dragging me outside the door, then soaked the wicker in the water tank at the door, and then went to the door again. Hit me.
To be honest, these wicker sticks look very thin, but they hurt very much when they hit me. If I stand here without moving, sooner or later I will be beaten into trouble!
But I didn't hide for a few times before my grandma grabbed me and continued to slap me. Even the bamboo sticks were broken, but she still didn't let me go. Angrily said: "Enough! There is no dirty thing in this world that is not dirty, grandma, you keep saying that I have dirty things, don't you just think I am dirty? If you think I am dirty, why keep me here overnight ?¡±
"Now the night is not over, and the day is not yet dawn, and you start beating me again. After all, you still think that my mother gave birth to a girl, and she failed to carry on the family line of our Lin family like my cousin!"
"Noit's not what you think."
Grandma seemed to be taken aback by my tone, and seemed to want to explain something, but I couldn't listen at all, and ran out of the village suddenly.
I don¡¯t stay here, I have my own place to stay. Is it easy for me to sleep in the middle of the night? It¡¯s fine if I was beaten yesterday, but I was woken up by the knife on my neck today. If I don¡¯t leave, I might be killed by me Grandma killed!
Grandma chased me behind for a long time, as if she wanted to explain something to me, but I couldn't listen to her at all, and I didn't want to talk to her. She, an old woman in her 60s and 70s, couldn't catch up with me, and she was dumped by me in a flash Gone.
But while I was running, I felt something was wrong.
How come the more you run out of the village, the more fog around you? Even if there is a lot of fog in the mountains at night, it won't be so much that it will cover the road in front of you, right?
Subconsciously, I stopped, wondering if I had gone the wrong way at night, and wanted to look back, only to find that the road behind me had long been blocked by a cloud of white mist, and even the next one on the back The hundred-year-old locust tree was "submerged" by the white mist.
I was so frightened that my scalp numb, and regardless of whether I could see the road clearly, I turned around and ran towards the original road, thinking that this village is so evil in the middle of the night, why don't you get angry with my grandma, and go back to the old house to spend the night first, When my mother picks me up at dawn, I will come here less in the future.
But what I didn't expect was that it was less than two or three kilometers away from the old house, but I ran for a long time, but I couldn't get out of the white mist, as if I was constantly circling inside. Almost crying.
Is what my grandma said true?
Is there really something dirty on me?
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a cock crowed in the distance, and the fog surrounding me gradually dissipated. The moment it dissipated, the sky was already gray and it was about to dawn.
I hurried to the direction of the old house, but before I got close to the old house, I found that the front of the old house was surrounded by villagers who were going to work in the fields, chattering and talking about something, so I stepped forward curiously When he saw it, he was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he almost fainted.
The grandma who was arguing with me not long ago was hanged on the beam at this time, her face was purple, her hands drooped as if she had been dead for a long time.
Seeing this scene, I just felt my brain suddenly "hum", like crazy, I rushed towards my grandma's body, trying to make sure it was not true, but was stopped by the villagers on the side , a sharp-eyed villager recognized me as Chen Guilan's granddaughter, and told me that they had already contacted the village party secretary and my family, and told me not to be impulsive.
The words of the villagers were like a basin of cold water, which poured on my head fiercely, which made me sober up a lot. I stood sluggishly, looking at the corpse of my grandma on the beam, my whole body was terribly hairy.
Did grandma always??The method can be cured.
When grandma saw the half-dead me in my mother's arms, she didn't help at first, but wanted to drive my mother and me out of the old house. In the end, my mother was desperate and hugged me and knelt down in front of grandma. She reluctantly carried me into the ancestral house.
Although it has been more than ten years, but if I remember correctly, it was this room that my grandma carried me into. At that time, I was in a daze, as if I could vaguely hear my grandma talking to someone. Talk, wait for her to finish speaking, take me out of that room, and my fever will be cured.
After the cooking was done, I spent some time recuperating in the old house. Every time before eating, I could see my grandma bring the hot food into the house, and after a while, take it out again intact. , I was very curious when I was a child, and I secretly ate the food taken out of that house, and found that it was tasteless!
At that time, I didn¡¯t understand why, but when I grew up, I heard people say that when people eat, ghosts smell the fragrance, and only things eaten by ghosts will be intact and tasteless! In addition, grandma not only delivered three meals a day, but also went in to light incense before going to bed early. The room was cleaned spotlessly even though no one lived in it, cleaner than grandma's own room!
This is not raising a kid, what is it?
It's not that I haven't asked my grandma. Every time I opened my mouth, she would directly mistake me for it. She looked around in fear, scolded me as a child not to talk nonsense, and muttered a lot of words that I couldn't understand.
This incident lasted until I was an adult, and it stopped. Although my grandma never went into that room to order incense and deliver food, she still didn't let anyone get close, especially me. Whenever I got close to here, Grandma seemed to have gone crazy and dragged me outside.
And when I was sick, it was the first time I went in, and it was also the last time. Now when I heard these two Feng Shui masters say that there are dirty things in this house, I was so scared that I got goose bumps all over my body.
Could it be that grandma really raised little ghosts in this room?
And this brat is still in this room now?
Still, grandma finally sent this little ghost away, and I brought it back to the old house again (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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