Early the next morning, when I returned to the ghost building, my mother and Goddess Yan had already arrived, looking very happy, and seeing me, my mother called me over.
"I really didn't expect it to be Granny Meng's granddaughter. Alas, we are not in the right household. We have really wronged this child Lulu. Brat, you should treat Lulu better."
Immediately, my face was covered with black lines, but yesterday's depression was swept away, and I said: "Mom, Lulu is a ghost, you are not..."
"Don't talk nonsense, Po Meng is a god. It's like you, a poor boy, want to marry the daughter of the richest man. It makes Mom worry about you."
I was really speechless, I didn't know what my mother was thinking, but what my mother said reminded me, I quickly took out my phone, handed the balance to my mother and said, "Look at it."
My mother just glanced at it, and was stunned. Goddess Yan also lost her usual poise, and opened her mouth exaggeratedly, while I smiled and said the source of the money.
My mother bowed to the sky: "The king of ghosts gave you this for the sake of grandma Lulu. You deserve to be lucky, but this money can't be used indiscriminately. Give it to me. Use this money to decorate the complex. Lou, this is Lulu's natal family after all."
"Ah, at least save some, I need money too."
My mother thought for a while, nodded, and then took out a few hundred-yuan bills from her pocket and handed them to me: "Here, don't use it indiscriminately."
My mother happily went to get her bank card and told me to transfer the money later, while I was messing around in the wind with the 700 yuan in my hand.
After completing the transfer procedures, my mother began to discuss the renovation of the ghost building with Goddess Yan. Of course, in the end, I ended up discussing with Sister Hua and Aunt Li at night. I was sitting on the side, watching my mother and Goddess Yan having a war of words, I rarely see my mother so happy, it's worth it.
Touching the 700 yuan in my pocket, I smiled and wept.
Because of the arrival of this money, the ghost building went crazy. Every night, I only saw voices discussing how to decorate everywhere in the ghost building, but I, who took out the money, had been completely ignored.
It wasn't until Sister Hua handed me an envelope that I became the center of attention.
My mother stopped discussing and looked nervously at the envelope in my hand. When Sister Hua gave me the envelope, she had clearly told me that I had to complete the last three photo tests by myself.
Mom naturally became nervous.
I skillfully opened the envelope, and the inside remained unchanged.
The first picture: A little girl wrapped in a white cloth is standing in a dense forest, looking aside suspiciously, as if lost.
The second picture: the same girl wrapped in a white cloth, waving goodbye to me.
Third sheet: blank.
I've seen this girl before, the one in my hometown who was wrapped in a shroud. I couldn't help but think of my experience in my hometown, and suddenly felt a chill down my spine.
But why is there no ghosting in the second photo, is it because there is no option? I picked up the second photo and looked at it over and over again, but I never found a double image.
My mother suddenly grabbed my hand tightly and said in a firm tone, "You can't go to the burial ground."
"Why?"
"No reason, just can't go."
The expression on my mother's face was serious and resolute. I looked at Sister Hua, and there was nothing special about Sister Hua and the others.
I had no choice but to say: "Mom, there must be a reason why you don't let me go. Besides, this little girl is so young, so I can't just watch something happen to her."
The mother looked at the little girl in the photo, hesitated for a moment, and then said firmly: "No. Let's go."
As my mother said, she was about to pull me away, but Goddess Yan stopped her and said, "Let him go, things have to be resolved, and besides, it doesn't have to be the burial ground."
"No, Sister Yan, you know that you can't enter the burial place."
Goddess Yan wanted to say something else, but my mother stubbornly dragged me back to the room.
In the room, my mother was sitting on a chair, her chest was heaving, and she seemed to be in a very disturbed mood. I went around behind my mother, massaged her shoulders and said, "I am Granny Meng's grandson-in-law, don't you think I am afraid of burying the dead?" Ah. Mom, you are thinking too much."
When I mentioned Po Meng, my mother eased up, patted my hand backhand and said, "You don't know, you really can't go to the burial place. What's more, Aunt Li said that Lulu needs to rest, otherwise Lulu will be with you." Go, Mom won't be so worried."
After all, Lulu just came out of Wei Xing's body and still needs to cultivate. I know this, but why my mother insisted on not letting me go, I still couldn't figure it out, so I had to ask: "Then tell me, Why can't you go?"
"Because, because, alas." Mom sighed for a long time, didn't tell me the reason, and went straight back to her room to sleep.
I can only go back to the room and lie on the bed. Everything I experienced at the burial site last time came to my mind, and it still makes me feel horrible. The girl wrapped in a shroud, the villagers drinking, and those It is full of shallow pits to bury corpses. What kind of place is that
What I didn't expect was that the next day, my mother agreed with me to go back to my hometown, although there was still worry in her eyes.
I am very strange, what is the reason that made my mother change her mind after sleeping, but I remember how determined my mother was last night.
I asked my mother, but my mother refused to tell. Instead, she hung the ancestral spirit stone that Xueer had been carrying around my neck.
This time, I can only do it by myself, so after simply packing up, I set off. Wu Jian drove me to the station, bought a ticket, and left.
I took the ticket and boarded the car alone. A small town not far from my hometown has become a tourist attraction. When I get there, I take the bus and go to my hometown. It's very close.
Soon, get on the train, arrive at the station, and change trains.
It's just that the timetable given to me by my mother was obviously wrong, and I didn't get on the car to my hometown until 4:00 pm. The car was so broken that I regretted not letting Wu Jian see me off.
This is a minibus that seems to have passed the scrapping period. There are only 19 seats, and springs have emerged from two of the seats. This makes me very worried, feeling that the chrysanthemum will be attacked at any time.
Just after I sat down in a seat that looked safe, my mother sent me a text message, only a short sentence.
"There are some things that you have to face. Be careful. Mom is waiting for you at home."
"Okay" I replied, I don't know why, the text message from my mother not only didn't calm me down, but made me even more worried. This is the first time my mother sent me a text message. My mother, who doesn’t know pinyin and can’t write a lot of words, always hates texting. I don’t know why, but it made me more vigilant.
A middle-aged man sat in the driver's seat, and the minibus was about to leave. There was no conductor, and there were 5 or 6 people sitting scattered in the bus, including me.
A big fat man, accompanied by a 13- or 4-year-old fat man, fell asleep as soon as he got in the car, an old woman, and a young man and woman who looked like lovers. It looks ordinary and harmless.
The car started, and slowly left this seemingly prosperous town, and after a few turns, entered the road leading to my hometown.