I didn't dare to linger any longer, so I buried what the crazy old man had handed me in front of the stone slab that held down the well, and then burned some paper and said something to my grandmother.

I'm afraid that I won't know the way when it's dark, so I'll rush back when I'm done.

But it was just a little chilly at first, but the more I walked back, the more wrong I felt, and now it was dark and there were shadows everywhere.

I felt like a pair of eyes were staring at me, and they were following me all the time, probably after I came down from the hill where my grandmother had buried.

How to say it!

This feeling of being stalked by prying eyes is very strong, and it reminds me of running out in the evening in the courtyard of Yang's house two days ago.

Seeing Yu Qingqing, the bride of the Shen family, standing by the window with a lantern, revealing half of her face, looking at me viciously, I felt the same.

It also reminds me of the scene when I came back that day and saw the paper beauty staring at me in the car, and when I thought of the paper beauty appearing in the van, what happened that day, I not only had a doubt!

Could it really come back with me!?

I took a deep breath, didn't dare to look back, just walked back with my head down, I thought of Xiaomei, who was in the same dormitory with me at school, she used to tell me.

If something happens in their hometown or they feel that someone is following them, they can't go home directly, because something will follow them into the house, and if they go home, they will bring bad luck with them.

After hesitating, my heart was crossed, and when I was about to reach my grandmother's door, I continued to walk, and turned around at the neighbor Xiaochun's mother's house next to me, and made a circle.

Strange to say, after I walked down from my neighbor, the feeling of someone following me disappeared.

However, when I returned to my grandmother's house, I saw that there seemed to be a person standing in front of Koharu's house, with a pestle in the shadows, wearing clothes that looked like a red cheongsam standing in front of the neighbor's house......

But at this time, the moon was obscured by clouds, and I was afraid to look at it too much, so I went straight into the house.

It's been a long time to choke, and I've never slept well. A few days ago, when I was at Yang's house, I was worried every day and didn't dare to sleep.

After entering the house, I saw that my father and Zhong Bai didn't move at home, they probably fell asleep, and I also lay in bed early.

My head is a mess, the paper beauties I met at Yang's house, and my mother, I still can't figure it out.

When I came back from Yang's house, my mother woke up and it was obvious that something was wrong, and the day before yesterday I went out into the cave with me.

How could there be a tomb in a cave in the back mountain.

What's even more strange is that the black-faced Buddha on the sarcophagus is the same as the Yin Bodhisattva enshrined in the hall by grandma.

What's the connection!?

What is the origin of that paper-tied old man, and what does he want to do? I went to the bride in the first place...... Still at me.

And my grandmother.

Is she really blaming our family!?

Frightened my mother again and again, and my mother hung on her grave, wearing the red shoes she wore when she died.

I really don't want to believe that my grandmother hurt my mother, but what is in front of me is not questionable.

I don't know when I fell asleep, but the night was peaceful, and I slept in the dark.

It was a heart-rending cry from the house next door that woke me up early in the morning, and I rubbed my eyes a little dazed when I got up.

When I went out, I saw my dad carrying a bucket of water to the stove house with a sad face, and I felt a little noisy outside, so I asked my dad what was wrong.

My dad hasn't had a good face in the past two days, I thought I wouldn't pay attention to me, but I didn't expect him to pause, didn't raise his head and said to me, "Xiaochun Niang is gone." ”

After my dad finished speaking, he lowered his head and carried the water to the stove house, and then I heard the sound of my dad pouring the water from the bucket into the water tank, and I didn't react a little, but soon I thought of something, and my heart became a little hairy.