Grandpa didn't speak.

Just raised his hand and took my teeth.

The tooth, still with blood, is the back molar, and the tooth of eating meat is the most powerful, who knows if it is lost.

This time, I want to eat meat.

To be honest, I was scared at the time.

I had a nightmare, and my teeth fell out, so I must be afraid.

But when I grew up, I realized that it was just a change of teeth, and it was not a big deal to change it at my age.

Grandpa took my tooth, got a pendant out of nowhere, and drilled it hard.

He didn't say anything, and his expression was so fierce that I didn't dare to ask.

After drilling the hole, Grandpa took out another red rope and threaded the tooth.

Look, you want to make me a necklace.

Sure enough.

He put his teeth around my neck.

After all this, Grandpa never moved again.

Standing all the time.

Still not speaking.

I tried to open my mouth, but he glared back.

Grandpa is the person I am most afraid of, he doesn't let me speak, he doesn't let me move, I naturally don't dare.

I didn't dare to growl with hunger.

Grandpa seemed to be hesitating, making some big determination.

It's like waiting for something.

Anyway, it's a preoccupied look.

And just like that, all day, there was silence.

Until the moon went up on the branches, and it was dark.

Grandpa gritted his teeth and pushed the door open.

I opened my mouth to ask him, but my grandfather didn't give me a chance at all, so he pulled me and left.

I was small, he was big, and he was dragged hard, barely touching the ground, dragging all the way.

I don't dare to make trouble.

Because grandpa has never been so angry.

To tell you the truth, if he wants to beat me, I'm not afraid.

Just don't talk like this, it's really infiltrating.

Even later, when he dragged me all the way to the cemetery, I was not afraid, I was afraid that I would not speak.

The cemetery in my village is quite large.

It's all grave buns.

There are also several new graves, with spiritist flags and brightly colored paper figures and paper carts.

The atmosphere is quite scary.

I'm not too scared, though.

Because I often come to the cemetery with the blind third.

He liked to eat the tribute from the grave the most, and forced me to eat it, saying that he was bold enough to eat it.

At first, I was scared, but then I didn't do anything, and I even came alone.

After all, the tributes are all good things, and they can't be eaten normally.

My grandfather took me to an old grave, and without looking at it, he began to dig the grave, digging it with his hands.

It freaked the hell out of me.

These are all ancestral graves, digging ancestral graves is the most taboo, if people see it, they have to work hard.

Besides, digging graves on this big night?

You okay?

I hurried to stop Grandpa.

"Master, we can't do this kind of immoral thing. ”

"This is someone's ancestral grave, and it's going to kill someone. ”

I know as a child that digging people's ancestral graves, people must be desperate, even if they are nested, no matter how awesome my grandfather is, people will have to work hard.

However, Grandpa didn't stop at all.

I continued to shout, and he slapped me in the face and scolded, "This is a deserted grave! Besides, if you want to save your dog's life, whoever has to dig up your ancestral grave must also dig it." ”

I covered my face.

Blankly looked around.

Deserted graves?

Right?

Isn't this cemetery Lao Li's family?

I often come to the cemetery with the three blind people, and I know much better than my grandfather.

There is a deserted grave in the village, and there is no owner.

However, in the west, the location is very low, and it is often flooded when it rains, and it is very unlucky, and the feng shui is also poor.

It's dark, grandpa admitted his mistake, right?

I quickly told my grandfather that he had made a mistake. This is the grave of the old Li family, the old Li family is not easy to mess with, there are only five sons, and the door is very hard.

If you really want to work hard, my grandfather has to be jealous.

But the grandfather didn't believe it at all, so he opened his mouth and scolded, saying that a little doll knew what he knew?

Grandpa is the feng shui master of the village.

I really know a lot about the feng shui of the cemetery.

However, after all, he is old and dizzy, and he still runs out like a ghost every day, so he must not be able to remember.

This time, it must have been wrong.

No matter how much I persuade my grandfather, I can't persuade him.

In his eyes, I was just a little kid.

You can't listen to me even if you're killed.

I was also helpless, so I could only sit on the ground, thinking that my grandfather was happy to dig it, and I would fill it in again.

Anyway, it was very dark, no one saw it, and God didn't know it.

"Master, what are you digging people's graves for?"

I was particularly curious.

Grandpa is a feng shui gentleman, but he is not a tomb robber.

Moreover, in their profession, they hate the inverted Tufu who destroys feng shui the most.

Grandpa ignored me and dug on his own.

He was getting old, and his skin was aging with it, and after digging for a while, his fingers were full of blood.

There was a lot of blood, stained in the soil, and it looked particularly bloody.

But, even so, grandpa didn't stop, and dug out other people's coffins.

I want to laugh a little, can't I get a shovel?

Grandpa is really old, and his brain can't keep up.

"You've drunk all the blood, you have to help my family with everything. ”

Grandpa was covered in sweat, and his bloody palm slapped on the coffin, leaving a large blood stain.

The coffin was old, and the nails were rotten.

If it weren't for the thick paint, it is estimated that the wood would have rotted long ago.

Moreover, this time the coffin is much larger, and there are three blind coffins, which look very tight.

However, he was kicked apart by his grandfather, revealing the coffin inside.

The big nails of the coffin are also rusted, and it is estimated that they can be lifted without force.

But Grandpa didn't rush to lift it, just looked back at me.

I was startled, and I said what are you doing here?

Do you really want to dig up people's ancestral graves?

The coffins have been dismantled by others, is this really going to be reversed?

Although this coffin looks like a landlord's, there are not many things, right?

Besides, you're not short of money, grandpa, are you?

"Baby, enter the coffin, don't be afraid, you have teeth!"

Grandpa instructed me.

I'm stunned, what? into the coffin? Don't make a fuss.

I quickly shook my head, like a rattle.

But my grandfather ignored me at all, lifted the coffin with one hand, and lifted me with the other.

There was a click, the coffin opened, the person stuffed it in, and then, holding the coffin down, not letting me out.

I was terrified.

It's a coffin.

Or dug out of the grave.

There must be dead bodies, skeletons!

I'm not blind, I'm really scared of this thing.

I kicked the coffin like crazy.

But he was young and didn't have much strength, so he couldn't kick at all.

I guess grandpa is sitting on the coffin.

He's really my grandfather.

I kicked for a while, and I was tired and sweaty, and I really didn't have the strength.

I was about to take a break when I suddenly felt someone blow on the back of my neck.

It's especially cool.

Bang!

As soon as the wind blew, I remembered. Behind his own is a corpse.

The corpses are weird, and after a long time, they have all become skeletons.

Originally, I was not afraid.

After all, I've been messing around with three blind people for a long time, and I've seen this thing.

However, as soon as the wind blew, I was intimidated.

This should be the ghost blowing that the three blind men said, right?

What does it mean to blow the lamp with a ghost?

I didn't dare to turn back and let it blow.

This ghost is also weird, it keeps blowing, and the cold sweat all over his body has been dried by it, and it doesn't stop.

If it continues to blow like this, I'm going to catch a cold.

I gritted my teeth and turned my head slightly.

Master has to see what the ghost looks like today.