"The development of things has its own cause and effect, and forcibly intervening to change the cause and effect will invite unjustified disasters and suffer punishment from heaven."

Grandma was shocked when she heard this, and she didn't let her grandmother help Zhang Qiaoyan anymore. If you're dead, you're dead, and you're not your own child. The child's character is also self-inflicted.

Grandpa rubbed Yao Yu'an's little head: "Yes, you understand things so well at a young age, don't worry about you relying on some skills to act recklessly and play with your own life in the future." ”

Yao Yu'an smiled flatteringly at his grandfather: "Grandpa, I am a good boy who is obedient." ”

"Hmm. Good boy. ”

Grandpa and grandmother took Yao Yu'an home. Grandpa didn't go to the activity center to play chess, so he called Yao Yu'an to his room, taught him the basic knowledge of Xuanmen, and instructed Yao Yu'an to practice. Yao Yu'an's talent made the outside world feel heartbroken, and he seemed to see the rise of his own line.

"It's been a long time since I've been in touch with those old guys, and I don't know if their contact information has changed." Grandpa whispered to himself, "It's time to contact them." ”

When Yao Yu'an heard his grandfather's words, he blinked his eyes, pretended not to see it, and continued to nod and read. These books are all textbooks prepared by his grandfather for Yao Yu'an, and they are taller than Yao Yu'an's current height, so he has to work hard to read them.

Dinner was white rice porridge with pot helmets. The pot helmet was sandwiched with thinly sliced bacon, and my grandmother roasted the hot pot helmet over a fire, and the bacon inside was roasted until it was oily and immersed in the pot helmet...... Take a bite and don't be too tasty!

After eating, my grandmother watched TV, my grandfather read a book, and Yao Yu'an practiced, which was very quiet and peaceful.

Suddenly, a scream broke the silence, and all the people of the village came out of their homes to see what was happening.

A young girl who had returned late ran towards the crowd, shouting as she ran, "Dead, a child is dead." ”

"What?" The villagers were taken aback and ran together in the direction where the young girl had come.

There was a small river, neither deep nor wide, a canal, no more than two meters wide and no more than a meter deep, and I had never heard of a drowning man. Children in the countryside will float in the water, and it is impossible for them to drown in such a shallow canal. So what's the matter with the dead child? Many people have doubts in their hearts.

When they came to the canal and fished out the child inside, everyone knew why the child had died. The boy had a large hole in his forehead, fainted, and could not struggle, and then drowned in the shallow canal.

"Qiaoyan!" Qiao Yanniang screamed, pounced, and cried on her daughter's body.

The villagers felt pity in their hearts, and they shook their heads and sighed. Families with children hurriedly dragged their children home to prevent them from seeing the scene. Grandma wanted to bring Yao Yuan home, but was stopped by her grandfather. In their line of work, there will be more opportunities to deal with dead people and white bones in the future, so that Yao Yu'an can also exercise his courage by watching from the sidelines. He didn't know that his grandson was an old cucumber inside, and he had seen a lot of dead corpses, and he had even made dead corpses.

"Did you call the police?" Someone opened up to warn.

"Reported." The village chief said, "The third uncle reminded me to call the police at first. ”

The third uncle in the village chief's mouth refers to his grandfather, who reminded the village chief to call the police when he heard the girl screaming.

The town was not far from the village, and after about ten minutes, the police drove into the village, and after a busy day, they returned to the town with Zhang Qiaoyan's body and Zhang's family.

Three days later, Zhang's family returned to the village with Zhang Qiaoyan's ashes and buried them on the edge of their field. The relatives of the Zhang family followed him to the town and brought the results of the police investigation: Zhang Qiaoyan fell into the canal and drowned. The child was angry that her mother had beaten her by not buying her new clothes, and ran out of the house in a fit of rage, and did not return home in the evening. It was dark at night, and the countryside was not like the street lights in the towns, so Zhang Qiaoyan fell to the ground, her head was knocked into a big hole, she was dizzy, and the blood covered her vision, so that she didn't pay attention, fell into the canal, fainted, and drowned in the water in the canal without a struggle. Her death had nothing to do with anyone.

Hearing this, the people in the village sighed. Although everyone thinks that Zhang Qiaoyan's child is wrong, but now that she is dead, she can't speak ill of the child anymore, right? Everyone talked about it for a while and then changed the subject.

In the blink of an eye, another four days passed. Early in the morning, Yao Yu'an got up early in the morning to exercise, and she keenly felt that there was a different kind of energy in the air, which was very cold and icy, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

"That's ghost." Grandpa came out of the room and said to Yao Yu'an, "Last night, a ghost came to the village. ”

Yao Yu'an was surprised: "Is there really a ghost in this world?" ”

Grandpa glared at him: "You are all learning occult arts, and you still question the existence of ghosts?" ”

Yao Yu'an smiled: "Haven't I seen ghosts with my own eyes?" If you haven't seen it, you will naturally be suspicious. Grandpa, what did you say about this ghost running to our village? ”

Grandpa replied: "Yesterday was the night of Zhang Qiaoyan's seventh-day return, and she came back to see her parents. ”

Yao Yu'an said: "But when she saw that her parents should just go back to Zhang's house, the ghost spirit is concentrated in the Zhang family, why is there all the ghost energy in the village?" ”

My grandfather frowned when he heard this, and what my grandson said was that this ghost was overflowing, and I was afraid that something would happen.

After breakfast, the grandfather was about to work in the field, and suddenly heard the cry of the child, the grandfather hurriedly carried the hoe and walked to the house where the sound came.

When the two arrived at the house where the crying sounds, they saw a little girl holding a pile of rags and crying, and the rags exuded a hint of ghostly energy. Grandpa hurriedly walked over and took the rag away from the child's arms.

The little girl cried even more and shouted to her grandfather, "Bad man, give me back your clothes." ”

"Chunhua, the clothes are broken, you can't wear them anymore, throw them away, let your parents buy you new clothes." Grandpa coaxed the little girl, handed the rags to Chunhua's father, and whispered, "Burn this dress, don't let the child get close to this dress again." ”

Chunhua's father took the rags suspiciously, although he didn't understand why the third uncle's expression was so cautious, but he still followed his grandfather's instructions and threw all the rags into the earthen stove, and they were burned to ashes after a while.

Grandpa instructed Chunhua Niang again: "At noon, take Chunhua out more." ”

"Huh? Oh. Chunhua Niang nodded again and again. This matter is too strange, let's listen to the old man!