What happened to my grandfather at that time surprised me, and the evil spirits and nightmares were not the source of the horrors that have haunted me in the past few years? Could it be that Grandpa has the same curse on him as I do?

"Grandma, could it be that Grandpa also has a curse?" I forced the shock in my heart and asked, and my heart almost jumped out.

Grandma nodded, took my right hand, lifted her sleeve and looked at the black line on it, a smile appeared on her wrinkled face. After being bitten by the underworld, the black lines have faded a lot, and if you don't look closely, you think it's a faded tattoo on your arm.

"Fortunately, your grandmother had a premonition, and sent your grandfather to a Zang temple to practice early in the morning, with the help of a Taoist lama in the temple, your grandfather struggled for two years, and when he was ten years old, the old lama finally had no choice, but he pointed out a clear way for your grandmother, and the bell must be tied to the bell, and he let your grandmother return to the place of the roots, only there, there is a glimmer of life."

"How did Grandpa survive? Has he lifted the curse? I can't wait to ask, that's what I'm most concerned about right now.

"Nope!" Grandma shook her head, her expression a little gloomy, "According to the old lama's instructions, your grandmother has returned to this hometown, and things have really taken a turn for the better." ”

"What turnaround?"

"Although Yeling is the source of all this, it also has a mysterious power, and the nearby great yin and evil things are very afraid of Yeling's breath, as long as it is in this range, they don't dare to make a mistake. As for those Xiaoxiao, who are so weak that they can't even perceive Yeling's deterrence, your grandmother's skills are enough to deal with them easily. ”

I was stunned, I didn't expect my grandfather to escape like this, it's really embarrassing, but after thinking about it, I feel that it's wrong, did grandpa escape? Apparently not, listening to Grandma's tone, Grandpa still didn't survive in the end.

By this time, I was already itching for the truth of the matter, and hurriedly asked, "What about later?" ”

"Later, later......" Grandma muttered, looking up at the incandescent lamp that glowed dimly, old tears trickling down from the corners of her eyes.

I was startled, stood up, and knew that grandma must have recalled the past, aroused the pain in my heart, and couldn't help but sigh, grandma and grandpa are true love! It's been so long, and grandma still can't forget grandpa.

I hurriedly wiped my tears with my sleeve and comforted: "Grandma, don't be sad, grandpa doesn't want you to be like this below!" Besides, don't you have grandchildren with you? ”

Grandma wiped her eyes and smiled, "Yes, grandma is not sad, grandma should be happy." "Grandma's mood is not suitable to continue talking about this topic, I was going to be here tonight, but Grandma insisted on telling me everything, and I could only continue to listen.

Under the protection of Yeling's alternative, grandpa gradually grew up, he was extremely talented, and he relied on self-study of the notes left by the grandfather, and got most of the master's ability. And his grandmother also taught him witchcraft to protect himself, and in this way, his grandfather became a legendary figure who combined the best of both witchcraft and Taoism.

Grandpa's life is very legendary, and people who originally knew the inside story thought that with his ability, no matter how mysterious Yeling was, it would be impossible to threaten him. However, the development of things always subverts people's cognition, perhaps before the grandfather's accident, everyone was a toad sitting in the well and watching the sky.

Finally, fifty-two years after the last time the master entered Yeling, the third disaster of resentment broke out.

This time the resentful spirits are not as ferocious as the previous two times, and the scale is not too large, but the trouble is that this time the resentful soul disaster involves a terrifying thing: a corpse king who has been sleeping for an unknown number of years. There was chaos in Xiangxi, and many villages once became dead places, and the corpses were pervasive.

Xuanmen once again organized forces to quell the disaster, but unfortunately, because of the incident fifty-two years ago, Wudao has been greatly injured, and in the wave of removing the four old and hitting all the bulls, ghosts, gods and snakes, whether it is the Central Plains or Miaojiang, all the Xuanmen have been impacted, and the real masters either die in turmoil, or live in seclusion in the mountains and dense forests, and the situation is critical.

Fortunately, this time the situation is different from the past, the country is reunified, and there is no more chaos in wartime. Relying on orderly organization and powerful thermal weapons, after paying a great price, the third disaster of resentment was dangerously pacified.

Because of the impact of the tide of the current situation, the grandparents listened to the words of the grandmother and stayed in the village, and in this disaster of resentment, the grandparents did not participate. However, as the source of the disaster that caused the death and resentment, how could Yeling be calm, although the grandparents did not leave, but the terrible things still followed.

During that time, Dingyan Village was often blocked by black fog, people and animals were not allowed to enter and exit, even at noon when the sun was extremely heavy, there were children in the forest to hit ghosts, birds howled in the middle of the night, and there were even terrible things that happened to smell ghosts laughing on the pillow.

After tossing and turning for several months, the elderly grandmother passed away, and not long after the grandmother left, the grandfather also disappeared on a foggy night.

Grandma said that an extremely strange thing happened on the night of Grandpa's disappearance. In fact, a few days before his grandfather's disappearance, his grandfather showed some clues, always talking to the air inexplicably, sitting in a fugue from time to time, and couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed. This continued until the day my grandfather disappeared.

When he got up early in the morning, his grandfather swept away the chaos of the previous few days, and carried a hoe to help grandma turn the vegetable patch in high spirits, regardless of the thick fog and grandma's dissuasion. After that, he took charge of the second time in his life, and it is said that the first time was on the day of my grandmother's wedding, and he was in charge of the dishes. Grandma felt wrong and asked if something was wrong, but Grandpa didn't answer, just laughed, but Grandma felt that kind of smile was very weird.

After it was dark, the two went to bed early, and before going to sleep, grandma felt uneasy in her heart, hugged her grandfather tightly, and said a lot of intimate words to her grandfather. Later, my grandmother fell asleep unconsciously, and I don't know how long later, my grandmother was confused and heard a voice talking next to the bed. Two voices, one is grandpa's, and the other grandma can't hear it, and grandma subconsciously remembered it at that time, but her consciousness was always confused, and she couldn't wake up anyway.

Grandma was originally a master of Gu raising, and she was accompanied by a natal Gu, which could come in handy at a critical moment, but at that time, even the natal Gu that was related to her grandmother's life was in a state of confusion.

In this way, the grandmother glimpsed in a daze that the grandfather left with a confused thing.

The reason why I use something to describe it is because in the confused picture that my grandmother saw, the thing was not a human form at all, but something like a 'tree'!

When Grandma woke up the next day, the fog that had permeated Dingyan Village for a long time had cleared, and the gloomy weather had cleared, but Grandpa had disappeared and never appeared again.

And the reason why grandma affirmed that grandpa entered Yeling was because of the curse on grandpa, and on the other hand, because grandma planted acacia Gu on grandpa. This kind of Gu worm is very peculiar, a female and a male, living on two people who are in love with each other, and each other can sense some of each other's conditions through the Gu worm, such as vital signs, mood, and so on.

Grandma's first thought when she woke up was to communicate with the Gu worm to sense Grandpa's location, and the information that could be transmitted back from the male Gu was that Grandpa had gone deep into the depths of Yeling, and it didn't take long for all the connections of the male Gu to be cut off and completely disappear.

There are only two possibilities for this to happen, one is that the grandfather is dead, and the other is that there is something in the Yeling that separates the male from the female.

In either case, it was unacceptable to my grandmother, who wanted to enter Yeling more than once to look for her grandfather, but my father and two adopted sons were involved in her, and she finally gave up the idea.

At this point, the root of the curse could not be more obvious, but what I never expected was that this curse was not contracted by me when I broke into Yeling at the age of twelve, but from the generation of the grandfather.

But I still can't understand that my grandfather entered Yeling, my grandfather also entered Yeling, and even my grandmother, Taoist priest, Sister Bailing, and I also entered Yeling, and I went in twice. Although Yeling is terrifying, even a rookie like me who doesn't know anything can come out alive, the grandfather and grandfather are so skilled, why did they get lost in it?

Regarding this, my grandmother gave me an explanation that made me extremely frustrated but had to be convinced: back then, after the second disaster of resentment subsided, the grandfather entered the Ghost Turning Ridge twice, and the last generation of Xuanmen bigwigs swept the edge of Yeling several times, and the most terrible and weird things were all sealed by them, and the places we entered were just safe places where the predecessors cleared the road.

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All right! I really don't have anything to say, such a terrifying place can also be called safety, and this kind of security is probably only relative to the grandfather's gang.

My grandmother told me that my grandfather's best friend, an old Taoist priest who was good at divination, once asked my father for a hexagram, saying that he would not let him come into contact with the art of witchcraft, and even made him not believe in the existence of these things from the bottom of his heart, and maybe there was a slight possibility of jumping out of the curse reincarnation.

So my grandmother never showed her true skills in front of my father, nor did she let anyone else teach him this, and later my father became a loyal materialist, sneering at all feudal superstitions. Not to mention, that fortune teller guy is really capable, after my dad became a teacher, he really didn't follow my grandfather's old path, at least not so far.

I was relieved, and I let go of my father's worries, and at the same time I knew that my grandmother had been hiding from me all these years, and she must have hoped that I would become an old stubborn man who did not believe in evil like my father, and then spend this life in peace.

However, it seems to be too late now, I have already believed this, and the terrible things that my grandfather experienced as a child have reappeared in me.