Grandma heard me say this, her face couldn't help but turn pale, her expression was serious, she snatched the black and white photo in my hand, snorted, and squinted her eyes to look closer, she only looked at it for a while, and giggled, "Oops, this reminds me of when I took pictures, grandma wanted to laugh, your great-grandmother didn't know if it was intentional, she took it several times, all with her eyes closed, and then everyone's eyes were so uncomfortable when the magnesium light flashed, so she didn't take it again, so she left the best one, give, put it in your room for a while." ”

I let out a sigh of difficulty, calming the whole mood of the town, so that my hands would not tremble anymore, I quickly took it, smiled awkwardly, and said that this is not the point, the point is that my great-grandmother's eyes were open just now, and after looking at it for a while, I looked at it from various angles, and my great-grandmother's eyes were indeed closed, and her expression was very stiff, as if she was asleep, and I was thinking that if my great-grandmother was deliberately making fun of herself and making everyone laugh, then the corners of her mouth should be slightly raised, but it was very unbelievable, the great-grandmother was actually very calm.

Tut! Just when I was about to give up observing this kind of black and white photo, a detail caught my attention, that is, because the background of the shooting was too dim, so that when I lit the magnesium lamp, there would be a lot of white noise, and my great-grandmother's eyelids had two small white noises, and I thought to myself, could it be that I had just seen it wrong?

But that's the only possibility, the person in the photo can't move, although I'm a little relieved, but when I look at the great-grandmother in the photo again, I can't help but feel hairy.

"Hey grandma, where did you take this photo, it feels like the environment looks very dark." I asked my grandmother with a slight smile, and when I looked up, I saw that my grandmother was staring directly at my great-grandmother in the black-and-white photo, and she almost instantly avoided my gaze when she saw me looking at her.

She smiled awkwardly and straightened the hem of her skirt, "Oh! Well, this picture, it was taken on the eighteenth floor of hell, and you were young at the time. ”

What does the heart say? Eighteen layers of hell!

But between the lightning and flint, I reacted, grandma was not talking about the eighteen-story hell in traditional mythology, but the eighteen-story hell behind the huge bronze door of the Cloud Pattern Temple.

"Oh, it's on the eighteenth floor of hell, but why are you taking pictures there, grandma?" I asked the question anyway.

Grandma didn't care, patted my head, and smiled: "You Taowazi, I was originally going back to the Wushen Palace to give birth to you, who knew that you kicked your mother's stomach, resulting in dystocia, if it weren't for your mother's fetus in the eighteenth layer of hell at that time, there was blood jade salt, you really almost took half of your mother's life, and then your mother recovered, our family in order to celebrate the birth of your big baby, only in your mother's delivery room, took that photo." ”

I said in my heart, oh, it turns out that the golden salt of the Yunwen Temple is stored in the eighteenth layer of hell, no wonder Shangguan Yunsheng returned empty-handed last time, and can only bring back the second and third grandmothers.

I just can't see anyone else, and it's strange to think about it, I talked to my great-grandfather so hard, where did all these people go? So I asked Grandma.

Grandma looked at me with strange eyes, and then said: "Oh, my eldest grandson, haven't you slept well lately, you went to the wrong house, they are next door, grandma has been thinking about your grandfather so much, so I haven't slept well, so I came to this house to see this family photo, and slowly my lovesickness." "Good Mood Literature Network

Speaking of this, Grandma smiled bitterly and pinched the bridge of her straight nose with her slender fingers.

I stood up and looked around, the furnishings here were no different from the room just now, there were too many rooms here, and it was normal for me to find the wrong one, so I pulled up my grandmother and went to the next door to find everyone, but unexpectedly, I still didn't see them, only those palace maids were standing there, and my grandmother was also strange, so she asked them: "Where did they go?" ”

All the palace maids respectfully bowed, and one of them said, "Oh, Chief Patriarch, the old witch god said that he was going to get the golden salt for the eldest prince of the Qilin clan, and they had just left. ”

"Okay, I see, you guys are busy." The great-grandmother looked a little unkind and waved her hand at the palace maids.

"Let's go and bury it, grandma didn't expect things to develop so quickly, the day after tomorrow is the day of your accession to the throne, and it is also your big day, grandma took you to your witch god's mansion, now Sha'er is probably waiting for you, your wedding dress was ready last year, it was supposed to be sent to Kunlun Mountain this time, it seems that you are really lucky, you can marry Sha'er in your family."

Listening to my grandmother's tone, I was surprised, marriage should indeed be in the man's house, but at the beginning the king of Qilin said that he would get married in Kunlun Mountain, but now grandma heard that his great-grandfather wanted to give Shangguan Yunsheng golden salt, so he immediately concluded that I was going to marry cinnabar the day after tomorrow.

But grandma's surname is also Shangguan, so is grandma now towards Yunwen Temple or Kunlun Mountain? I don't want to ask much about this, I think it must be more towards the Yunwen Temple, first, the Yunwen Temple will detoxify the woman who marries, and secondly, now the grandmother is the identity of the chief patriarch, and it is likely to be someone from the great-grandmother's side, with a higher probability.

Grandma led me all the way down to the seventh floor of the Wushen Palace, she instructed the slave in the corridor, that meant to prepare my wedding dress and the like, and then took me to my own mansion, sure enough, it was as beautiful as my great-grandfather's mansion, grandma said that there was still something to do, so she left first.

But soon after she left, I found that the family photo on my body was gone, and I couldn't help but feel strange.

At that time, I mistakenly walked into her resting room, and he must not have had time to take back the photo in her hand, so he showed it to me, obviously grandma didn't want to give me this picture, so why did she just say let me take it back.

The heart said that maybe it fell somewhere, and tomorrow I will ask those slaves in the corridor, but when I was about to enter the Witch God's Mansion, I suddenly seemed to feel that I had missed something, hey? What am I missing, what is it!

Suddenly, I knew what I was missing, no wonder my grandmother would take that photo, it turned out that there should be one person, right, eighteen layers of hell, only my direct family can enter, so who is the person who took the photo of us in the first place?

Is it the patriarch of the Witch God Pavilion, or the thing at the bottom of the eighteenth layer of hell?