Rao is a little girl who can be regarded as well-informed in her two lives, but she still didn't guess that the answer would be like this.

The little girl didn't know what to say for a while, and she was full of thoughts.

Unbelief!

No matter in the previous life or this life, she doesn't remember that she still has a grandfather living in the world!

And the beads she brought from another world can actually become the basis for this world's recognition?! Or the only basis!

She carefully looked at Lin Jin's expression, trying to tell from his expression whether he was talking nonsense.

However, Lin Jin's demeanor looked frank and serious, neither like he was joking nor lying.

It took the little girl a long time to sigh and ask the question she didn't want to ask.

"How do you count people with a dead thing?"

The answer may have something to do with the supernatural, she didn't want to inquire about it originally, but now that it has involved her identity, she has to ask.

To the little girl's surprise, Lin Jin did not answer her question immediately, but turned her head to the side and looked in that direction.

The little girl followed his movements in confusion and looked to the side.

It was a dirt path, with his family's stone courtyard wall and a pear tree on one side and farmland on the other, and the road turned a short distance ahead to the village.

The trail doesn't look unusual.

When the little girl was about to turn her head and ask Lin Jin what he was looking at, there was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and soon a hurried old woman appeared around the corner.

The old grandmother had a worried look, but when she saw the little girl and Lin Jin on the side, the old grandmother was first stunned and then looked at the little girl in surprise.

"White girl, who is this?"

The little girl didn't know how to introduce Lin Jin for a while, and opened her mouth to say that he was a passerby, but Lin Jin on the side took a step ahead of her and saluted again, and took the lead in introducing herself.

"In Xia Lin Jin, it was the person sent by the white girl's grandfather to look for her."

Lin Jin's words fell, and the little girl couldn't help frowning slightly, but the identities of each other had not yet been determined when they met just now, and this person didn't even see with her own eyes whether she was wearing jade beads or not, so why did she talk like this?

The old lady was surprised to hear this, and looked up and down at the gorgeously dressed man in front of her, and then at the little girl in patches on the side.

The little girl hastened to explain.

"It's a long story, it's not certain, maybe I'm mistaken."

Lin Jinli listened to the little girl's words on the side, and did not argue.

The little girl didn't care about him, but took two steps forward and held the old woman's hand.

"Grandma Zhang, what are you looking for me?"

Grandma Zhang is an old widow who lives alone in the village, and she has always taken good care of this fatherless little girl.

The little girl's surname is Nanxiang, and their family is not the original residents of the village, fifteen years ago Victoria drought, his parents fled all the way from Victoria to this place, and finally settled here, and lived here for fifteen years.

Hearing Bai Nanxiang's question, Grandma Zhang's face resurfaced with a worried look, she glanced at Lin Jin on the side, and seemed to be hesitating whether to say it in front of him.

Lin Jinli watched his nose and nose on the side, but he couldn't see the eyes of his grandmother, and he didn't mean to avoid it.

Bai Nanxiang gently pulled the old woman's hand and nodded slightly, the old woman patted her lovingly, but still opened her mouth.

"Li Sanjia died this morning, there are no injuries or diseases, the clan elder is taking people to Li Sanjia, I'm worried about you here, come and have a look first."

The little girl's heart sank when she heard this, and her face became ugly.

This is the fourth person in the village to die like this in the past month, uninjured and uninjured, and died suddenly.

This incident is full of weirdness, causing panic in the village, and two days ago the village spent a lot of money to invite a feng shui gentleman from Tanzhou City, thirty miles away.

This feng shui gentleman took a compass and walked around the village to take a look, buried his head in pinching his fingers for a while, and then asked the village chief some questions about the clouds and mountains and fog covers, and came to such a conclusion.

Many strange things in the village are all because the village took in an ominous person who "Tiansha Lone Star, Father and Mother" caused so many disasters.

There are thirty-four families in the whole village, and she is the only one who has no father and no mother.

White nanxiang.

At that time, when Mr. Feng Shui said this, Bai Nanxiang followed Grandma Zhang and the villagers to stand behind Mr. Feng Shui.

The gentleman's voice fell, and the eyes of the whole village turned to her.

If it weren't for the simplicity of the people here, the old man who was the village chief and clan elder was a kind and responsible person, she might have been kicked out of the village two days ago because of Mr. Feng Shui's words.

On that day, the friendly villagers in the past looked at her with uneasy or defensive eyes, and the village chief's expression of wanting to stop talking and finally gently patted her on the shoulder and told her to go home first without worry, is still vivid in my mind.

However, just two days later, such an incident happened in the village again, even if Bai Nanxiang knew in her heart that this matter had nothing to do with her, she also understood that after today, she might not be able to stay in this village anymore.

As soon as the old grandmother's words fell, another person appeared at the turn of the path, it was a sloppy boy with snot and tears on his face, about ten years old, about ten years old.

"Bai Nanxiang! You get out, why do you want to stay in the village, you get out! ”

The little boy came with anger, and when he turned the corner and saw Bai Nanxiang, he strode over, crying at the top of his throat and reaching out to push her.

The little boy Bai Nanxiang not only knew each other but also knew each other very well, and there were not many of her peers in the village, so the two of them of the same age often played together, strictly speaking, this little boy often pestered Bai Nanxiang to play with him.

The little boy's name is Li Zigui and he is the eldest son of the deceased Li San.

In the past, this Li Zigui has always taken good care of her, and often gave her some snacks behind the back of the adults at home, and when she wanted to return the gift, he would blush and pretend to be an adult and say no, he would give her better in the future.

Bai Nanxiang always knew that this little kid seemed to like herself ignorantly.

Now, however, he came in a rage, looking like he was going to eat her.

Bai Nanxiang looked at Li Zigui's face with two dirty tears, and rushed towards herself with a strong hatred in her eyes, she forgot to dodge for a while, but Grandma Zhang on the side took two steps forward and stopped him.

"Bai Nanxiang, get out, get out of this village, why do you want to stay here!"

"Bai Nanxiang, you compensate my father! Why wasn't it you who died! I don't have a dad anymore! It's all your fault! White Nanxiang! It's all your fault! ”

Grandma Zhang just blocked it forward, and Li Zigui fell into Grandma Zhang's arms as if she had lost her strength, scolding in her mouth, and tears of snot and tears flowed out of her face again.

In the face of his former partner, he couldn't do it after all, but the words in his mouth were more hurtful than his fists.

Bai Nanxiang looked at the crying child in front of her, and the expression on her face was both heartache and helplessness.

"Not ......"

She opened her mouth and whispered these two words, but did not continue to say the rest of the words.

Grandma Zhang sighed softly and hugged the little boy without saying a word, her face was full of helpless loneliness.

Stomp –

More footsteps were heard at the end of the path, and a moment later, villagers appeared one after another at the intersection.

The sympathetic old man walked in front of the crowd with a hunched pestle and a cane, followed by a woman with a pale face and tear stains, the woman thought to be overly sad and quadriplegic, and a woman on her left and right sides supported her.

After that, there were more than 30 villagers, who stood behind the patriarch with solemn expressions, worried expressions or expressionless faces.

Opposite to Bai Nanxiang.

The early spring sun was still warm, and in the shadow of Chaimen, where the sun could not shine, a teenage girl turned her back to the gate, looking at the bustling crowd in front of her, with an obscure expression on her face.