"How much?"

I sighed, and finally decided to lend it to him, it was all a company, even if it was running, it wouldn't go anywhere.

Xiao Luo hesitated for a moment and made a 3.

"3,000?"

He shook his head, his lips a little purple: "30,000." ”

I was shocked, what the hell was he going to do? You must know that he usually doesn't spend any money, and they work as security guards and take care of food.

"I really need it urgently, I can write an IOU, and I will give you interest."

"Okay then, you go write an IOU, and we'll get the money after work."

"Thank you, sister. I will definitely pay it back. Xiao Luo's eyes became hot, and he immediately ran back into the house to get the pen, which was almost the same as when he came to me.

When he got off work, he didn't even change his clothes, he just followed me, and the engine didn't look like him anymore.

But I looked at his forehead according to the method Qin Luo taught me, and I didn't find any abnormal phenomenon, could it be that I was thinking too much?

After withdrawing the money, Xiao Luo shoved the IOU into my hand and ran away quickly.

happened to meet my grandfather out for dinner, so I was pulled to my grandfather's shop again.

Unexpectedly, where the rich merchant's coffin was still placed, but there were seven more silver nails on it, arranged there according to the trend of innate gossip.

"I was about to call you, and I happened to run into it, can you do grandpa a favor?"

Grandpa brought me a basin of bamboo leaf water and asked me to wash my hands, and then I reached out and patted the coffin lid.

The next moment, a very twisted geist appeared in front of me.

It's still the pot-bellied poop, but the face is also covered with the figures of those ghost spiders, and the only thing that is intact is the eyes, which are full of horror.

His body was fixed by seven soul settling nails, and his color had changed to yellow, and it seemed that he had evolved.

Grandpa shook his head and explained to me: "It stands to reason that his coffin is already made of fine nanmu, and I will also do a ritual for him, but I didn't expect that the situation on him is getting worse and worse." ”

"When I asked his family, they just said that they would add as much money as they wanted, but how could this be an increase in money! If it weren't for the fear that he would go out and do evil and harm others, I would have thrown the coffin out with me! ”

As Grandpa spoke, a trace of anger flashed on his old face, making his already serious face more and more majestic.

"So what do I do?"

I'm a little puzzled, do you want me to catch ghosts? However, if it can be used as nourishment for Qin Luo, it would be good.

It's just that grandpa doesn't look so easy to mess around.

"Ayana boy said, you can see what happened before a person died, you can take a look, tell me, and see if you can find any way."

"Don't worry, with me here, he can't hurt you."

Grandpa patted me on the shoulder encouragingly, took a few steps back, and pinched a few charms in his hand, as if he was ready to stick them on as soon as he had a vision.

I took a long breath and handed my right hand over.

Ghosts have no substance, but when I concentrate my thoughts, I can actually touch the broken arm.

The ghost-faced spiders that had been hovering there and spitting silk threads also retreated, and a dozen claws scratched in their mouths, and thin black threads were entwined there.

This time, I didn't see anything special.

It's just that the scene switches to the high-end ward of a hospital, surrounded by some men and women in suits and leather shoes, and several of them look a little similar to the rich businessmen lying on the bed, but these people don't have much sadness on their faces.

Basically, they are facial paralysis, and a few even have impatience in their eyes.

Only a few nurses and doctors were busy tossing around, and the whole hospital seemed to have been manipulated, and no wandering spirits could be found.

Five minutes passed quickly, and the rich merchant's hollowed-out skin could no longer support his desires, and he stopped working.

The moment the doctor announced that the patient was dead, I saw a look of relief on everyone's faces.

Then I saw a man who had been sitting in the corner, who looked like a lawyer, stood up, walked quickly in front of everyone, and read a slip.

I could only see the picture, but I couldn't hear anything.

I just vaguely saw a corner of the will, there was a Shenmu Group.

The picture had stopped when the lawyer put down the will.

At the same time, there was a pain in my head, and the yin-yang book that had never appeared unexpectedly flew out again.

In front of my grandfather and me, the page was automatically turned, and right next to Grandma Luo's name, a new name appeared.

Zhang Fubao.

Suddenly on May 4, 2016.

Cause of death: unknown

Class: Yellow Pages (Note: The cause of death of the deceased is related to substances, such as the death of a person who commits suicide due to bankruptcy or robbery, which turns yellow after death.) Who will bump: People who are troubled by money or material life problems during that time will be especially easy to see.

Included: No.

The Yin-Yang Technique stayed in the air for dozens of seconds, and then it was replaced by a bright light that disappeared into my mind.

Grandpa's hand holding the charm stopped in the air for a long time, and finally let it go weakly, first pulling me aside, and then sealing the spirit of Zhang Fubao into the coffin again.

"Anzhi, how long has this thing been with you?"

Grandpa lit the cigarette gun and smoked it, and the wrinkles on his face became deeper and deeper.

I pondered for a moment and slowly spoke: "It's this month's thing, I suddenly received a courier that day, and I received this after opening it, and then it spontaneously combusted in front of me and my mother, and it went to my mind without thinking about it." ”

"The Yin-Yang Book is in the world, the judge has written it, is the world that has been silent for thousands of years going to be chaotic again?"

Grandpa muttered to himself, looking at the wall to the side and not speaking.

I followed his gaze and it was a painting.

I don't know when it was hung up, it was a young Taoist priest with a white feather crown on his head and a seven-star long sword behind his back.

Three thousand black hairs, flowing down the shoulders, shimmering slightly. The face is like a crown of jade, but it is alienated, which makes people shocked, even if they stand there quietly, they also give birth to a cold and outstanding, and it is blasphemy to look at it more. The black eyes were as deep as a pool of ancient springs, and when he looked at those eyes, he was weak and couldn't take a step.

That is different from the beauty of Qin Luo and Su Han, and the Taoist priest is very similar to Zhuge Liang recorded in the novel.

It's just that Zhuge Liang didn't use a fan? Even if the beauty is alluring, he doesn't dare to have a blasphemous heart.

Such a person can probably only exist in paintings.

"Anzhi, say goodbye, this is the ancestor of our Gu family."

I don't know when, my grandfather has already lit three sticks of incense and put them in my hand.

Although I didn't know the true identity of this grandfather, I still worshipped my grandfather.

Unexpectedly, this worship turned out to be a sudden change.

According to the rules of the Gu family, we must kneel for the first bow, but I didn't expect that I just bent down and knelt on the futon, and before I could bow down, the incense candle that was originally burning was extinguished without warning.

Grandpa was taken aback, and quickly replaced me with three new ones.

And the one that was broken was also confiscated by him.

"Come again!"

His face was full of solemnity, and he stood by and looked at me.

I took the candle suspiciously, and bowed down to the scroll.

This time, the incense was not extinguished, but the portrait on the wall fell directly and rolled at my feet.

It just happened to be spread out, and from my point of view, it didn't look like I was worshipping him, but like he was worshipping me.

Grandpa hurriedly stepped forward, carefully picked up the painting, and closed his mouth one by one: "Impossible, impossible, how can it be like this?" ”

"Is it because of my father? But he also worshipped before leaving! ”

I fell to my knees, a little dazed.

Looking at the picture scroll in my grandfather's hand for some reason, do I mean that I am an outcast? Why didn't even my ancestors recognize me?

"Impossible, you are a child of our Gu family, and you have never done anything bad, how can it be?"

As Grandpa spoke, he pulled me to kneel down and kowtowed three times to Master Zu uprightly.

There was no movement in the portrait, and I don't even know if it was my delusion, but I even felt the corners of the person's mouth move slightly.

Immediately afterwards, Grandpa read a jerky text next to him, which seemed to be introducing my identity and imploring Master Zu to accept me.

In the process of saying this, the painting was always good, but when I tried to bow my head again, suddenly the painting flew out and landed directly behind me.

At the same time, a slightly helpless voice sounded in my ears and that of my grandfather.

"Idiot, why do you want her to worship me, where can I afford this."

"Who! Patriarch! Is it the manifestation of the patriarch? ”

For a moment, the horror and caution on Grandpa's face disappeared, replaced by excitement, and the thick eyebrows were raised, and he excitedly lifted the scroll on the ground.

It seems that he wants to find out what kind of manifestation is very good in it.

"Idiot, I'm no longer alive, this is just a wisp of my spirit, if you really respect me, then protect her, this is the noble person of our Gu family!"

The helpless voice sounded again, and then I saw that the person on the screen actually laughed.

His already amazing face became more and more holy, and it seemed that even if you looked at him, you felt that it was a kind of blasphemy against him.

It's just that kind of beauty, like an epiphany, just bloomed for more than ten seconds, and the picture began to fade.

"No, no, it's not true!"

Grandpa excitedly held the picture scroll, like a child who had been robbed of his toys.

When the content disappeared from the screen, he actually cried loudly.

I sat on the floor in a daze, not knowing what to do.

The nobles of the Gu family? Can't accept my prayers? What the hell is going on.

Unfortunately, no one could answer me anymore, because after the image disappeared, there was nothing left.

Grandpa sat on the ground empty-handed, with tears in his eyes.

After a long time, I finally came back to my senses, but the eyes that looked at me were full of complexity.

He wiped a handful of tears and pulled me up on the ground.

"Grandpa, I'm ....."

"Anzhi, I know, I don't blame you, don't blame yourself, at least I saw the manifestation of the ancestor, this is a creation."

"But, this portrait."

Grandpa waved his hand, stopping me from wanting to continue.

"The tree moves the dead and the living, the ancestor is right, he has soared many years ago, what we have to cherish is now."

"Okay, I'll wash my face, you go eat something first."

Grandpa said, and walked towards the back room with his hands behind his back, leaving me in the yard.

In a daze, a snow-white ball rolled into my arms.

It is the Ganoderma lucidum doll that lives in Shihu, and the little guy is the red belly pocket, but there is an extra bell around his neck.

"Gu Anzhi! You're amazing! Even the ancestor of the Gu family didn't dare to accept your gift, why don't you take the doll too, and then I can grow up! ”