I sniffled and turned my head to look at the old Wu family, because some of his families were still keeping vigils, so the door was still open. It's just that the little couple didn't know what they were doing, there was no figure of them in front of the old lady's spiritual seat, only the black and white photo of the old lady Wu was placed there alone.

The old Mrs. Wu in the photo, with a smile that seems to be smiling, seems to be looking at me with bad intentions, which makes me uncomfortable to see the mourning.

Originally, I wanted to go back to the house with the paper money lit, but I was afraid that the fire would die by itself, or that it would not burn completely, so I could only squat there and wait for the paper to burn. But at this moment, I suddenly felt like I was in a state of loss.

I stood up and mourned, but when I turned to look, I found that the person standing beside me was the old man who had just told me my fortune that afternoon!

When I saw that it was him, I was stunned, so I frowned and asked him why he came to mourn, and the old man laughed dryly. said that he was a little uneasy, so he took a look at the car.

My first reaction was, how did he find my home?

I asked him, and the old man said that he had calculated it, and then he told me that I was mourning in the afternoon, and he was idle and didn't have anyone to help me calculate the funeral, but I didn't expect the hexagram to say that I would have a change here tonight. He didn't feel at ease and took a look.

As soon as I heard him say that there was going to be a change, I chuckled in my heart and asked him what the change was, but the old man shook his head and said that he didn't know either, so he drove to see it, and I saw that there was no other way to mourn, so I squatted down and continued to burn paper.

But as soon as I was mourned for a while, I heard a giggling sound on my body, so I turned around and asked the old man if he heard anyone laughing, but the old man shook his head at me expressionlessly, I was a little strange, but I never heard the laughter again, and I didn't take it back, thinking that I might have heard the wrong mourning.

After burning the mourning paper, I was going to let the old man go into the house with me to rest, but the old man asked me to cover all the mirrors in the house first. I asked him what he was, and the old man told me that the mirror thing was too fierce, and that it would not be good to mourn anything, and that it was not time to use the mirror, so I had to salute the soldiers first.

I heard that the old man had a point, so I went in and covered the mirror with something.

The old man and I went into the mourning house, and the two of us sat at the funeral table together, and I asked the old man what he was doing now, and the old man only told me one word, etc.

I was bored, so I took out my phone and played under the table. But just when the phone screen was black to read the game, I suddenly saw the old man on the phone screen laughing!

I jerked my head up to look at him, but he just sat there with a blank face, and when I looked down at my phone again, there was only a picture of the game on it......

I wanted to ask the old man what was going on, but I suddenly thought of the laughter on my body when I burned the paper just now, and I subconsciously glanced at the old man sitting across the table, and a creepy feeling instantly crawled all over my body......

I lowered my head and slowly took two long breaths, forcing myself to calm down, and then stood up and asked the old man if he smoked, the old man didn't squeak, just looked up at me and shook his head, I walked into the mourning room alone to get a cigarette.

When I came out, I still had a mournful eye and put a small mourning mirror in my pocket. Clip long Guangba.

I tried my best to quietly return to the mourning seat, and then lowered my head and pretended to play with my mobile phone, but I took out the small mirror in my pocket and quietly looked at the old man beside me......

But just when I was about to shine on him, the old man suddenly patted me with his hand and asked me what I was doing.

The old man glanced at the lamp above his head a little impatiently, and then asked me to turn it off, and I asked him what he was doing, and he asked me not to talk nonsense, did I want to see something that I shouldn't see for a while.

Although I was reluctant, I didn't know how to refute his words for a while, so I walked slowly to the door, but I was resisting as if I had an instinct.

At this time, there was a sudden mourning knock on the door, and I looked back at the mourning old man at a loss......

But when I got back to the car, I found that the old man was also looking nervously at the door, as if he didn't know who was knocking on the door.

I lay down by the door and tentatively asked, "Who?" ”

No one answered outside the door, only the faint knocking continued......

My heartbeat suddenly began to speed up, but when I thought of the old man in the house, he seemed to be strange, and even if he was really mourning, he was with me, so I turned my heart sideways, and opened the door without asking the old man.

But the person standing outside the door made me stunned, it was a woman.

I have never seen such a good-looking woman in a car, and the strangest thing is that this woman has entered the funeral building and held an umbrella on her head.

When the woman saw that I was opening the door to mourn, she smiled at me and said to me, "My dad is here, I'm here to take him home." ”

I was a little confused by her, so I asked her, "Your dad?" ”

She bent down and tiptoed past me to look into the house, and when she saw the old man in the house, she said, "Dad, come out quickly, it's too late to mourn, and my mother told me to take you home." ”

Then I also turned to look at the old man in the house, but I found that the old man's face became ugly, and the woman who was not standing at the door smiled and said mourning, "Dad, if you don't go home, Mom will be angry and mourned." ”

The old man came out of the house with a blushing face, and when he walked to the door, he didn't say a word to me, but went downstairs directly to mourn.

But this woman's smile told me not to be surprised, her father was like an old child, I nodded and said I understood.

But before I could ask the old man what he was going to do when he was mourning, the woman went downstairs with an umbrella to mourn.

I looked at the back of this woman going downstairs, and I could only shrug helplessly and didn't know what to say, but this woman's figure is really good, with long legs and a big buttocks, and I want to fuck her when I look at it.

I can't help but be sad when I think of this, when will I mourn, what do I think about in a mess.

When I turned around to go back to the house, I accidentally kicked the mooncake box on the mourning floor, and when I looked down, I found that the lid of the box was actually open!

And the yellow note I wrote inside is gone, replaced by a white note and a key!

I immediately took the box into the mourning room, and I carefully searched for the mourning in the box again, making sure that there was no yellow note of mourning in it, and then I went to look at the white note.

There was only one address written on the white note, and then there was no clue to mourn, I took the key and wanted to mourn for a while, but my heart became more and more flustered.

Because I know that the person who sent me the money has taken the note I wrote in the box and left me the address of the funeral and the key, does that person want me to take the key to the place on the note?

When I think of this, I feel that there is only one way to mourn now, and that is to go to the old man who was just called away by his girl, and now I can only find him to mourn.

Although I thought he was swaggering at first, but now I think he is definitely a bit of a real person, I took the note and the key to lock the door and went down the funeral building, and then beat the funeral car and went straight to the old man.

Because the old man's fortune-telling shop also sells some funeral supplies, it is open day and night, like other stores on the ghost street, but this time it was an old lady with a sad face who received me.

I asked her uncle what she was, but she sighed and told me that in the afternoon, the old man suddenly suffered a stroke and died, and then he was sent to the hospital by ambulance to mourn. As soon as I heard it, I cried out, "No way, who came to my house just now!" ”

The old lady blinked and looked at me puzzled, then shook her head and said to me, "My old man was taken away by an ambulance in the afternoon, why do you still go to your place, maybe you are wrong about the funeral!" ”

I immediately shook my head and said it was impossible, and asked her if she was another girl, just now her girl brought back to the old man, but the old lady looked at me even more puzzled and said, she is a son, where did the girl come from! R832