Li Bihua is famous in school, spanning from the eighty-year-old grandmother and grandfather, to the babbling baby, as long as she can speak out, she can't talk without her.

Li Bihua alone can take on the gossip of the entire school, and the mobile version of the gossip circle of friends is alive!

Under this kind of atmosphere, Liu Dongmei was a little anxious, she didn't have a suitable topic to gossip about, except for the big melon.

Although Aunt Gu has instructed her, she must not say it,

But

The more secrets you can't tell, the more exciting it is to say!

"You know, why Director Wei and they have to buy a bunch of offerings to burn on the fifteenth day of the new year, all kinds of yin and yang festivals!"

Finally speak out! Finally spoken!

The villain in Liu Dongmei's heart cheered, and even her voice trembled a little excitedly.

This melon is really effective, and it successfully attracted the attention of the three little sisters to Liu Dongmei's face.

Compared with those hearsay, although they have only been in the factory for a little more than a month, they have really bumped into the director of the factory several times, burning incense and saying goodbye in various corners.

Every time the director of the Wei factory finishes his respects, the canteen begins to add all kinds of meat dishes, as well as all kinds of after-dinner fruits, so that as long as there are fruits in the canteen every time you eat, you can basically be sure!

Director Wei said goodbye again today!

"Why!" The four little sisters barely lit a small candle to start the night of ghost stories.

"Our factory was originally a straw mat factory rebuilt, the straw mat factory was haunted and closed, said to be a female employee, suddenly disappeared in the factory, how can not be found, later, the original Pan always took a fancy to this place!"

Liu Dongmei said that she was starting to get nervous.

"Don't you know this haunting!"

"Mr. Pan knew it early on, but Mr. Pan knew feng shui, so he asked Director Wei to burn incense and worship in a few fixed positions, in order to appease those lonely ghosts and let them not make trouble."

Liu Dongmei hugged herself tightly as she spoke, as if she was afraid of what she said.

Thinking of Director Wei's pious appearance when he worshipped, the four girls were so frightened that the soles of their feet were cold, and if it wasn't for the good sunshine outside, they wouldn't dare to stay in the house.

The urban area of Leshi is not large, and part of it is a new city developed and rebuilt by the old city, which is the most prosperous and lively commercial area in Leshi.

To the west, there are still old buildings from the forties and fifties, and they said they wanted to tear them off very early, but they didn't know why they didn't move.

The old streets are lined with two-story wooden houses made of wood and stone, where business is done downstairs and people live upstairs.

The houses are interspersed with stone roads, and narrow alleys extend in all directions, and people who are not familiar with the road conditions often get lost after two circles.

Passing through the deserted streets and through the labyrinthine narrow alleys, Lin Xia rode a small electric donkey through the alleys.

There were faint bloodshots in his eyes, and Junxiu's face looked even weaker because of fatigue.

Lin Xia stopped in front of a small two-story Chinese-style building and knocked on the wooden door with a copper knocker.

"Xiao Xia is here!" When the door opened, an aunt greeted with a smile.

"Aunt Li, is my grandfather up?" Lin Xia greeted Aunt Li.

Aunt Li is the caretaker of Lin Xia's grandfather, she looks like she is in her forties, and there are many wrinkles on her face, but Lin Xia can still vaguely see the other party's appearance when she was young from the outline of Aunt Li's face.

I heard my mother say that my grandfather was a little Taoist priest in the mountains when he was young, and in that era, he fled down the mountain to marry Lin Xia's grandmother, and later after the society no longer cracked down on feudal superstition activities, he began to return to his old business.

When my grandmother died, my mother was still young, and at that time, my grandfather took Lin Xia's mother with him wherever he went, regardless of whether he was happy or bad.

First, it is convenient to take care of the child, and second, it can let the child have a full meal.

There is a small courtyard behind the door, and there are some flowers and plants in the corners.

There was a small stove in the northwest corner of the courtyard, a fire was lit, a pot of unknown medicine was boiling, and Lin Xiaxiu frowned when he smelled the strong smell of medicine.

An old-fashioned wooden rocking chair under the porch, swaying back and forth empty.

There was a low coughing sound in the room, and an old man smiled: "Xiao Xia is here!" ”

The old man opened the door in response, and when he looked at Lin Xia, although his face was gray, his tone was still full of joy.

The old man was sixty years old, and he looked to be in his seventies because of his perennial illness, and his white hair was rigorous, and he was neatly tucked behind his head.

But the wrinkles on his face and his shriveled skin still betrayed the old man's current state.

Wearing a wide practice uniform, holding a delicate Tan porcelain cup in his hand, the heat is still wafting upward.

"Grandpa, how are you feeling today?" Lin Xia stepped forward to support the old man.

It is not difficult to see that Lin Xia is very close to the old man and has to come to see the old man every week.

The furnishings in the house are also antique, with tables, chairs, horizontal screens, and ornaments all made of wood.

If there are people who know the industry, you will know at a glance that these are the best pear blossoms and red sandalwood, and a small ornament is already worth a lot.

Zhang Jingchuan held the cup and motioned for Lin Xia to sit next to him, and said with a relaxed smile,

"Sit, let's have a good chat!"

"Grandpa, what will happen if ordinary people are targeted by Yin Spirits?"

Su Lifei, who was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone, suddenly received a message of negative emotions from Lin Xia +220,......

Su Lifei pondered, is Lin Xia ready to contract all the negative values of herself?!

The person you love is full of resentment towards yourself, is this considered lucky!

Anyway, Su Lifei is happy now, and the negative value is about to soar to 4000!

"Xiao Xia, did you meet someone special? Today you seem to have a little more popularity! ”

Zhang Jingchuan blew open the floating tea leaves, sniffed them, and looked satisfied.

Lin Xia thought about it for a while, and quickly finished talking about yesterday's experience.

"What's so special about that kid?!" Zhang Jingchuan's flat tone fluctuated slightly, and this may be an opportunity.

"She? …… It's very fat! Lin Xia said subconsciously.

"Xiao Xia, a special child like you in the womb, it is not easy to survive in the world, unless you have the ability to defy the sky, you can't do it!"

Zhang Jingchuan paused, thinking of Lin Xia's physique, his strong spirit was a little depressed.

"Go, bring her to me, you're running out of time!"

Lin Xia looked at the tired old man in front of him steadily, he knew his body very well.

"Grandpa, what will you do to her!"

"Grandpa just wanted to ask her a few words."

Zhang Jingchuan understands Lin Xia's character, Lin Xia seems to be soft but is actually stubborn, and he is almost paranoid about what he believes.

Lin Xia Zhi was born with several births and deaths, and the other children were congenital deficiencies at most, and they could be slowly recuperated and made up for in the later stage.

But Lin Xia is a little special, he is not enough in his soul, and he can't survive.

Now I am also hanging my life with secret techniques, but there are still many side effects, no joy and anger, no desire, such as physical weakness, and I can feel the existence of strange things.

Back then, Zhang Jingchuan was attacked for the secret technique, and his body was not as good as day by day.

Over the years, Zhang Jingchuan has almost flipped through all kinds of classics, exhausted methods, and at most ensured that he was 20 years old.