It happened after Mrs. Wang was buried, and when Wang Qiang drove back to the grave during the funeral, the eldest brother first stood next to him silently, muttering, saying that he dreamed of his father and mother, and asked him about Wang Qiang's unfilial piety.

Wang Qiang's face darkened when he heard this, thinking that the eldest brother was using himself to scare himself with an excuse, so he replied angrily, so he ignored it, and went to the grave to burn the paper. To say that there was nothing wrong with the evil sect at that time, that is, when the paper was burned, it couldn't be lit at first, and finally it was lit, and the paper money was also swept everywhere by the sudden wind.

In superstitious terms, it is that the ancestors were angry with the living descendants and refused to eat their offerings, which made Wang Qiang muttered in his heart, thinking that it was because the eldest brother said it, but he didn't want to make too much trouble with the eldest brother, but fortunately the daughter-in-law did not come this time, so he held back his anger and drove to leave.

Who knows, when Wang Qiang drove out of the village, he accidentally burst the tire when he turned the corner, he scolded angrily, and went down to change the spare tire, but the little sister rode a car with a fragrant silk paper offering to the grave and passed by, Wang Qiang said hello sullenly, thinking that the little sister would ignore herself as before and go directly, who knew that she stopped directly after seeing herself.

"I really deserve it, Wang Qiang, Li Xiangtou from the neighboring village said, our father has become the immortal of Mengyun Mountain, and he is practicing there, tell you, I dreamed of him yesterday, and my father learned that you are very angry about your mother's affairs, and I will go over to settle accounts with you soon, wait, hum!" After Wang Xiaomei stopped, she looked at it for a while, and saw that Wang Qiang seemed to want to speak but was embarrassed to say it, so she pursed her lips and said to herself.

"Superstition, who to scare!" I thought that the little sister would say a good thing, Wang Qiang had made up his mind, as long as the little sister was soft, he could help him in the future, anyway, now that he has no father, he is much stronger than before, help with small things, and make a good name in the village, but he didn't expect to hear such a sentence, and immediately his angry face turned black, and he just said a superstition, but Wang Xiaomei didn't wait for him to get angry, rode a bicycle, and walked leisurely.

A few brothers and sisters made a fuss like this because of this matter, Wang Qiang said that he didn't regret it, it was fake, but it was already a boat, and now it was too late to say anything, so he had to change the spare tire angrily, because he was angry, and pinched his fingers, he became more and more depressed in pain, and finally changed the spare tire, and then he went on the road, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more he thought about it, the more entangled he became.

To say that Wang Qiang also believes a little bit in these things of God and Taoism, although he has joined the party, and he is a leader of an important bureau and committee of the city, he does not believe in this set on the surface, but in fact, he secretly admires it very much, and even after his mother's death this time, he found a feng shui master to meet him, and he was also a master introduced to him by the director.

After Wang Qiang went back, he began to be busy with work, and he didn't think much about it, but strange things began to happen, first he dreamed that his father and mother came to his house, and he didn't think it was a dream in the dream, and he forgot about the death of his father, but asked in the dream: "Daddy, why are you here!" ”

"Bastard, unfilial son, kneel down for me!" Wang Laohan was wearing a set of black clothes, and he still looked like he was before he died, but he looked at Wang Qiang coldly, and said sharply with a black face, looking not angry and arrogant, while Mrs. Wang followed beside her, staring at Wang Qiang with hazy tears in her eyes, and did not speak, and Wang Qiang really knelt down involuntarily, as if everything was due to the fear of Lao Tzu in her heart.

"Hmph, after I left, it's easy for your mother to pull a few of your brothers and sisters, you're good, it's okay if you're not filial, and you still dislike this family, if you don't bury me and your mother together, I don't know about this, Lao Tzu told you, this thing can't be finished, and your daughter-in-law, none of them can run!" Wang Laohan waited for Wang Qiang to kneel, and he didn't know where to find a swarthy stick, and hit him with his head and face.

"Dad, stop fighting, I don't dare, I don't dare!" Wang Qiang woke up from the dream with a scream, and when he woke up, he broke out in a cold sweat, only to find that it was just a dream, but before he could breathe, he found that the lamp was on, and he saw that the daughter-in-law next to him also sat up, with a look of horror on her face.

"What's the matter, daughter-in-law, why don't you sleep!" Wang Qiang didn't think much about it for a while, he just felt that his body was in pain, he just thought it was the reason for the wrong way of sleeping, and after asking casually, he finally recalled the dream, although it was a dream, but every detail was remembered very clearly, especially the reaction of his father and mother in the dream, which made him feel chilled.

"I, I dreamed of your mother, and I was followed by an old man in a black, black shroud, that, that old man's heel, looks very, very similar to your father's portrait...... They said that they wanted to settle accounts with me...... "Zhang Lina swallowed her saliva with difficulty, only to feel that the roots of her hair began to stand up between words, and the delicate curves that hid under the quilt trembled inexplicably.

This time, Wang Qiang was completely dumbfounded, and he didn't dare to say anything, fortunately, he didn't have any dreams in the second half of the night, but the two who had something on their minds still didn't sleep well, and they still hurt when they got up the next day.

Who knew that he still had the same dream the next night, and in the dream, Wang Laohan yelled while beating him: "Little rabbit cub, I can't clean you up, and I dare to find someone to buy a charm to treat your Lao Tzu, okay, you call him to my house to see who cleans up whom, it's the other way around!" ”

"Don't come to me, it's not me, I'm wrong, you guys go, please......" This time Wang Qiang was not woken up, but was awakened by his daughter-in-law's crying, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that his daughter-in-law was still lying on the bed, just dancing, as if she was fighting with someone, and her mouth was still crying.

When Wang Qiang endured the fear in his heart and woke up Zhang Lina, the husband and wife inquired one by one, only to know that they had the same dream again, Wang Qiang hurriedly went to get the talisman and magic weapon he bought, and found that the talisman had become charred black at some point, and the magic weapon fell to the ground from the table and shattered, and the husband and wife were completely scared.

What frightened Wang Qiang even more was that although he knelt in a dream, both knees were red and swollen, and his whole body really looked like he had been beaten, it was sore and uncomfortable, and there were bruises in several places, and his daughter-in-law was the same, fortunately, because she was a woman, she was not beaten by the stick, but she was pulled by Mrs. Wang's hair and said that she made it bad, and asked her to return it to her filial son.