In any case, it is necessary to take a look and care about it. It is a kind of suffering for me to sit at home and wait so uneasy. Although the top of the mountain is not far away, it is still a bit far away, so Xiaoli and I drove there.
As soon as he got out of the car, Xiao Li frowned and said emotionally at the top of the mountain: "The yin spirit of this mountain is so heavy."
I also quickly explained: "This mountain is almost the cemetery of our Wenqiao Village. People in Wenqiao Village will usually be buried here after death. It has a history of hundreds of years. It is here all year round, except for Qingming Very few people come here outside of the burial."
Although I explained this, Xiao Li's expression still wrinkled, and he just said to me faintly: "Let's go, let's go up the mountain to take a look."
"Huh... Huh..." But just as we were preparing to go up the mountain, Xiao Li and I suddenly heard a rustling sound. While waiting for us to follow the prestige, I saw the familiar and kind figure that I was familiar with. A loose light gray shirt, white hair, and the old smoker.
"Grandpa!" That man was my grandpa, and my heart suddenly became active, shouting to grandpa.
When my grandfather heard my voice, he was a little stupefied, and then looked around as if he was suspecting that his ears had misheard. After seeing that it was really me, he held his pipe in his mouth, obviously a huge change, and shouted at me: "Little Qinzi?"
To be honest, I really don't like this name, but since most of our villages are surnamed Lin, the name Xiaolin often messes up.
After seeing that it was really me, Grandpa walked towards me neatly, and asked me caringly: "Why are you back now? Are you unemployed?"
Although I am really unemployed now, I can't admit that they are worried, so I smiled and said to my grandfather: "No, it's just that I'm not busy lately, so I want to take the time to go home and have a look."
But when he walked to my side, Grandpa ignored me as if he didn't hear me at all, and instead looked at Xiaoli.
And Xiao Li did not evade, just raised his head and stared at Grandpa's gaze. After a while, Grandpa's lips seemed to tremble with excitement, and asked Xiaoli: "You Yes?"
And Xiao Li asked his grandfather with a smile on his face: "Why? Don't you remember me?"
No, they two know each other? Although Xiaoli on the road mentioned my grandfather's name, I would never have thought that the two of them would know each other.
Grandpa's next look also verified my guess. After he heard Xiaoli's words, his old face showed a look of horror and surprise, and tremblingly asked Xiaoli: "You... you are the Shen of the year. … Girl?"
"The old man has a good memory... I can still remember me for so many years." After seeing Grandpa remembering it, Xiao Li also showed a very happy expression.
But my grandfather turned into a dull look, and he asked Xiaoli with all his doubts: "But... but..."
Hearing this, I really couldn't help it, so I interrupted and said, "Grandpa, do you really know each other? Xiaoli on the way said that I knew you. I thought I just knew you, but I didn't expect you to know you. what."
My grandfather waved his hand to me, motioned me not to speak, and then asked Xiao Li with a serious face: "Then you came to me specially this time?"
Xiao Li also put a smile away, and nodded seriously at Grandpa to show that Grandpa was right. After listening, Grandpa didn't say anything. Instead, he pointed at me with the pipe in his hand and then asked, "Is it because of him?"
Xiao Li also nodded gently again. After listening, Grandpa didn't say anything, but said directly: "Go, go back and talk."
With that, Grandpa was about to turn around and walk back, and I quickly called out: "Grandpa, I'm driving here, let's go back by car."
Grandpa looked in the direction I was pointing. After seeing my new car, he didn't show a smile. He just sat in the back seat neatly, and then urged me: "Go back."
Seeing the look of my grandfather, I really believe in Xiao Li's words. Coupled with the look of the two of them just now, it seems that my grandpa is definitely not the ordinary grandpa in my mind.
After arriving home, Grandpa called us directly into the house. He looked at me carefully, and then suddenly stretched out his sword finger, tapped my chest a few times, grabbed my wrist, and touched my pulse. .
Finally, I asked Xiaoli: "His body of six suns is sealed?" As soon as I said this, I immediately exclaimed: "Grandpa, you already knew that I was a body of six suns? Then you Why keep hiding from me."
Grandpa ignored me. Instead, he stretched out his hand to signal me not to interrupt. Instead, he continued to ask Xiaoli, "When is this?"
Xiao Li replied to his grandfather without thinking, "Ten days ago."
"Yeah." Grandpa replied softly, then turned and walked towards his back room, and said to us as he walked, "You sit here for a while."
The implication of this is to tell us not to follow, and I just took this opportunity to ask Xiaoli: "Listening to what you just said, it seems that you have seen it before? What's the matter?"
Seeing my puzzled look, Xiao Li smiled at me and said, "I will tell you when I have a chance. I will help you solve your problem now."
In fact, I'm just curious. If my grandfather is really good at spells like Xiaoli, then it would be reasonable for them to work together.
I just didn't expect that our home is still such a hidden dragon and crouching tiger, and I don't know if my parents are also mysterious masters. Since they are all back, I have to ask my grandfather carefully this time.
When I was thinking about it, I heard the footsteps of Grandpa coming out of the back room. This time, he did not hold a cigarette gun in his hand for the first time this time. He looked majestic and held a small rectangular object in black with both hands respectfully.
At first I was too far away, I didn't see what it was. When I squinted my eyes and looked carefully, I found that the thing in Grandpa's hand turned out to be a small coffin.
The small coffin is exquisitely made and very lifelike, and there is also a big word on the tail, but the word is written in golden lacquer.
Grandpa put it respectfully into a shrine in the hall, and then solemnly bowed to it three times.
After finishing this series of forms, he took down the small coffin again and placed it on the coffee table in our living room. At the same time, he solemnly said to me: "Xiao Qin, go and close the curtains."
"Huh... Huh..." I walked to the window and drew the curtains. The sky was already past dusk, making the room darker.
But after drawing the curtains, I hurried to my grandpa's side and asked grandpa: "Grandpa, what is this?"
Grandpa raised his head, his wrinkled old and kind face turned cold and solemn at this moment, and he slowly said to me: "This is your coffin." (End of this chapter)