The next time, Grandpa said that he was very tired, and lay down in bed again and began to sleep.

After Grandpa fell asleep, his face was still iron and blue, without any life features, and he looked like he was really a dead man.

Is Yin Qi really so strange? But since grandpa said that he was fine, then it should be fine.

Now I have such a relative as my grandfather, and my grandfather is fine, so I don't have to worry about anything, and even the wounds on my body don't feel so painful.

In this way, the grandfather slept until the night.

As soon as it got dark, Grandpa got up, and his spirit seemed to be much better, except that his face looked very weird, and other aspects were almost the same as normal.

After Grandpa got up, he moved his hands and feet, looked at me, and asked, "Mianmian, have you eaten?"

I shook my head, afraid that my grandfather would be worried, so I didn't tell my grandfather that it was because he was in too much pain to eat.

Hearing me say this, Grandpa sighed, and went to the kitchen to get porridge and small pickles, and let me eat them, but Grandpa didn't eat a bite, but began to pack up some things on the side.

I endured the pain and drank a bowl of porridge, and asked with some curiosity, "Grandpa, what are you doing?" Are you going out on a big night?"

Grandpa nodded: "Yes, I'll go out for a while."

As soon as I heard this, I immediately became nervous: "Grandpa, how long have you been out this time?" Will it not come back like before? If you don't come back, what if that thing comes back tonight? Mianmian is afraid ......"

I'm really scared, it's night now, and I'm even more afraid that grandpa will have an accident when he goes out.

Hearing me say this, grandpa's movements in his hand paused, then turned his head to look at me, smiled slightly, and his face was a little stiff: "Don't be afraid, you go out with grandpa in a while, let's go out to do something, whether that thing will haunt you in the future, it depends on whether tonight's matter is successful."

As soon as I heard my grandfather say this, I breathed a sigh of relief, as long as I could be with my grandfather, I could go anywhere, but ...... What are you going to do on this big night? It even has something to do with that thing?

I asked my grandfather, but he was mysterious, and just told me, "You'll find out in a moment."

Grandpa said so, and I couldn't ask, so I drank the porridge silently while watching Grandpa tinker with something.

I saw my grandfather cut out a paper figure with scissors and write something on it with a brush, but now I only know numbers, only the numbers written by my grandfather, and I don't know any other words.

Those numbers look familiar, I looked at them carefully, and my grandfather used a brush to draw the facial features on the head of the paper figure, and the facial features also looked a little familiar.

After looking at it for a while, I suddenly reacted, isn't this number my birthday? And this facial feature, which looks a little similar to me.

I was a little surprised and asked, "Grandpa, did you paint me?" That's amazing. ”

Grandpa nodded: "Yes, the above is your birthday, but only you and I know about this matter, don't tell others, grandpa will let you do one thing in a while, you must do it well."

The more mysterious my grandfather said, the more curious I became, and my heart was more like there were a lot of ants crawling, itchy.

Seeing that my grandfather prepared a charcoal basin again, as well as matches and yellow paper, and a bag made of red paper, which was stuffed with a few copper coins cut from yellow paper, and finally dragged a few of my hairs and wrapped them around the paper man.

What the hell is Grandpa going to do for me?