Grandpa, a bad old man, loved me the most when he was alive.

No matter what big mistakes I made before, he was never willing to slap me.

Also, before leaving, my grandfather passed on to me the most precious "Yin and Yang Secret Technique" that he had treasured for many years.

I miss that old man.

I couldn't help but have a sour nose, and before I knew it, my eyes were moist.

Grandpa, don't worry, I will not let you suffer, and I will definitely help you to get free.

I secretly made up my mind.

In any case, you can't be wronged by grandpa.

Sanye, the Ye family, and the people and ghosts who killed my grandfather, I won't let you go.

Thinking about it, I unconsciously clenched my fists.

I decided that after dealing with Ye Yao's matter, I would go back to Yejia Village, burn some alms for my grandfather and the people in the village, and send them some money.

Although I am not a rich second generation, I can guarantee that I can burn them into rich people.

Speaking of which, it's been a long time since I came out, and I haven't gone back.

I feel very homesick in my heart.

Although there are no people there anymore, this is what I hope for.

Slowly retracting my thoughts, I inadvertently saw an old photo next to the burning paper ashes.

Looking at that old photo, I was shocked.

Frightened screams.

"Ah......h

For a while, I couldn't help but take several steps back one after another.

One of his steps was unsteady, stepped on the raised stone on the side of the road, and the whole person stumbled and fell to the ground.

This fall almost broke me into an anal fissure, and my ass hurt for a while, but I couldn't care about it.

His eyes were staring at the old photo, and his soul was trembling.

This......

Isn't the person in the photo the same person who just tapped me on the shoulder from behind?

In an instant, the whole person was not good.

Could it be that he is really a ghost......

No wonder the meals prepared at his house before were all some loess, and even the tea was mud powder.

Thinking about it now, shudder.

His face was pale with fright, bloodless.

I pointed to the old photo and said, "Uh...... He...... He's ......"

When Fat Tiger heard this, he wiped his tears, looked down at the old photo, and couldn't help covering his mouth, looking embarrassed: "Ah...... When I first came, I was in a hurry and took the wrong photo. ”

Oops, I'll ......

I said big fat man, can you give a snack......

Scared the baby to death.

You didn't know it was going to scare the.

Your sister's.

This poor grandson is too distracted, he burns alms for his grandfather, and he actually takes the wrong photo, and there is no one.

I let out a long sigh of relief, my whole back was soaked with sweat.

I couldn't help but ask, "Oh, I'll go, what ...... This is ......"

Fat Tiger couldn't help crying again: "My grandfather, it's been a few years......"

Puff.

Like a cat with its tail stepped on, I swooped up from the ground.

The whole person is not good.

It's been a few years......

It's been a few years......

It's been a few years......

For a while, this sentence kept lingering in my ears.

Thinking about the scene of eating at his house during the day, and the scene just now when he patted me on the shoulder from behind, I shuddered, and couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, I felt as if in the dark, a pair of dark eyes were staring at me intently.

I couldn't help but look in that direction.

This hope is not tight,

I almost fainted with a lot of fright.

In the darkness, there really was a black face, looming.

I rubbed my eyes and looked into the darkness again.

Hiss......

There's really a grimace that's still waving at me.

"Ah......h

Again, I couldn't help but scream.

The man,

That man was the old man who had just let me go home.

He...... He reappeared......

I couldn't control the fear in my heart anymore, and said sharply: "Fat Tiger, hurry, go quickly...... ...... at risk"

With that, I turned and fled.

But

The fat tiger was shocked, and when he saw the guy, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he couldn't help shouting: "Grandpa...... Grandpa......"

I'll you......

Not good, dangerous.

His grandfather was dead, and after death he was a ghost.

Not all ghosts remember the events of their past and present lives, and many will lose their memories and will only become killing machines.

To put it bluntly, many yin ghosts have no feelings.

I was suddenly anxious: "Fat Tiger, Fat Tiger, don't go, don't go, your grandfather is dead, he is no longer your relative, he is a ghost...... He's going to kill you......"

No matter how much I called, the fat tiger still didn't stop, and still ran quickly towards the bad old man.

At this time, I tried to stop it, but it was too late.

What to do?

I can't just watch him die.

After some hesitation, I was not afraid, picked up a yellow talisman between my sword fingers, turned around and chased after it.

Just as I was halfway to catch up, I saw Fat Tiger and his grandfather come to a full hug, Fat Tiger cried: "Grandpa, grandpa, finally found you to pull." You're back, I miss you. ”

Belch......

I stopped.

The man gently touched the fat tiger's head, and said kindly: "Silly boy, grandpa misses you too, no, won't you come back?" ”

Watching them talk to each other and hug each other, I wondered.

What's going on?

Isn't this old man a ghost?

Ghosts have no body, and humans and ghosts cannot be embraced.

It will only pass through the ghost's ghost.

But they really hugged each other.

This......

This old man is not a ghost......

It's human......

It dawned on me that I understood.

Oops, I'll it.

It turned out to be a runaway......

Nima,

I thought I was dead,

Scared the hell out of me.

I suddenly felt that when dealing with the people of this village, I had to have strong nerves, otherwise, sooner or later, I would be scared stupid.

The old man said gently, "Child, let's go, let's go home." ”

"Well, grandpa......" Fat Tiger nodded obediently.

The old man looked back at me, did not speak, and took the fat tiger and walked towards the head of the village.

Looking at their figures as they drifted away, I suddenly reacted.

The picture of the fat tiger hasn't been taken away yet.

I snapped a reminder; "Hey, Fat Tiger, your picture ......"

When I turned to look at the picture, I was dumbfounded for a moment......

I saw that the photo next to the paper ash turned into my photo in a strange way.

In an instant, the whole person was not good.

The mood is not beautiful in an instant.

No, it must have been the wrong way for me to open it.

I blink, I blink, I blink.

It is indeed my picture, where not swaying, motionless.

No way......

This......

It was the picture of the old man just now, why did it suddenly become mine?

Can anyone tell me, what the hell is going on?

I'm going crazy......

Could it be ......

They're all ghosts......

I reacted immediately.

No wonder Fat Tiger was able to successfully hug the old man, it turned out that last night, Fat Tiger was already dead, under the dead man's tree.

That's why he was able to hug the old man.

I couldn't hold back the fear in my heart anymore.

Get up and run down the path.

I didn't want to stay in this ghost place for another second, so I decided to quickly find out Ye Yao's identity, and immediately left here with the blind man.

If I stay here, in a few days, I'll have to experience the wifi in the psychiatric hospital.

When I came to the Dead Man Tree again, it was still dark.

It's just that in the hall of the old mansion, there is no light, and there is no such figure.

Sanya doesn't seem to be there.

I forcibly restrained the fear in my heart, and came to the hall of the old mansion with courage, and shouted into the hall: "Sanya, Sanya, I am the boy last night, are you still there?" ”

The hall of Nuoda was empty.

It was pitch black, and there was no response.

I unleashed the Channeling Technique, and searched the hall, but I didn't see any shadow.

Maybe she's more powerful, like that Xiaomei, deliberately hiding, it's really hard for me to find her, unless she takes the initiative to show up.

"Sanya, I don't have any malicious intent, I came here to help your eldest sister, eldest girl, that is, Ye Yao, to help her get free, she was controlled, can you hear me? If you can hear it, then come out to me. ”

Whether she's there or not, whether she hears or not, I have to tell her.

Even if she doesn't care about the second girl, she doesn't care about the second master, in her heart, she will definitely not ignore Ye Yao.

The surroundings are as quiet as ever.

It seems that she is really gone.

For a moment, I was inexplicably extremely disappointed.

I turned to look at the dead man's tree, and there was nothing.

Empty.

The mood is even more lonely.

I continued to shout a few more times, and only my voice echoed in the night.

There is nothing but silence here.

I had no choice but to turn around and go back.

I just don't think it's as dangerous as they say it is.

It may be that they have lived here for a long time, and they have seen too many hanged people, so they have spread the word that this place is miraculous.

When I returned home again, the blind man, the second master, and the second girl were all nervously waiting for me to come back at the door.

When the second girl saw me coming back, she walked up to me excitedly and asked, "Hey, how is it?" Have you seen my sister? ”

I shook my head bitterly.

The second master on the side was also emotional: "Young man, you ...... You didn't encounter anything, did you? Just swaggered in and walked out? ”

He looked surprised.

In fact, how can the dead man's tree be so mysterious, it is nothing more than an ordinary old tree, but there are a lot of people hanging on it, and over time they have been evil.

As for the haunting, it must have been Sanya's doing.

Sanya is not there, and there is peace everywhere.

"Nothing." I shook my head.

The heart is so confused, do you really want to go to the mountain of ten thousand graves?

Even the blind have heard of the danger there, comparable to the Yangtze River.

How to deal with it.

Erya gave me a strange look: "Hey, did you really walk in like this?" And then...... And then it came out? ”

Erya's reaction was the same as that of the second master, and she seemed extremely unconvinced.

I said angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense, if I don't go in, can I still fly in?" ”

The expressions of the second and the second master were quite weird, but they didn't say much.

But strange things happened on the way.

The fat tiger and his grandfather, and the weird thing about the photo.

I told the blind man and the second master about it.

Hearing this, the second master suddenly had a solemn expression, and said sharply: "It's broken, it's a big deal." ”

I felt a thump in my heart.

What's going on?

Could it be that the old man of the fat tiger is really a yin ghost? The fat tiger also died last night, can't it?

So, I'm being played around by two ghosts?

And the picture.

Incense ash, burnt paper.

Isn't that a tribute to me?

In an instant, my face was black.

The second master's face was anxious, and his fingers hung in the air and pounded: "You have been hooked by them." Erya, take the lime ......"

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