These four words are vigorous and powerful, I don't know why, I always feel a little weird when I look at these four words, but I can't say what is weird.

I glanced at my dad and saw that he was still staring intently at the pages in my hand, and the curiosity in his eyes almost overflowed. I smiled, put the threaded notebook aside, and picked up the first page.

The paper has been a little yellowed, and there are a lot of brush words densely written on it, and the first dozen or so words are quite neat, but the further back it is, the more scribbled it becomes, and when it reaches the middle, it is completely like a blind stroke.

How does this brush look like Chinese characters, I looked at it again and again for a long time and didn't know a word, so I had to cast a look for help to my father.

"Dad, do you know that?" As I spoke, I raised the paper in my hand.

"Words? What word? Dad's expression was full of doubts, and he pointed to the thread-bound notebook and said, "What are you doing with a blank piece of paper, why don't you look at what is written in this notebook?" ”

"Blank paper?" I was also stunned, and then looked down at the piece of paper in my hand, although the brush is a little ugly, but it does have something written on it! Could it be that my dad's eyes are broken? Or do I have a broken eye?

My dad looked at me and seemed to feel a little wrong, so he frowned and asked me, "Xiaohuai, is this on the paper..... Is there really a word? ”

"Yes!" I handed the piece of paper to my dad: "There's a whole page of calligraphy written on it." ”

Dad didn't pick up the paper I handed over, but stepped back, waved his hand at me and said, "Forget it, your grandfather won't let me touch these things, and probably doesn't want me to see them, so what have you done with these things!" ”

Actually, I don't really understand, why doesn't Grandpa let Dad touch these things? There won't be anything leaking, right?

Dad can't see the words on the paper, and I can't read it, I really don't know what the use of my grandfather writing this "Shen Huai Qinqi", do you want me to open it and collect it later?

I put the paper aside and reached for the thread-bound notebook. The book seems to have been made by my grandfather himself, the edges are a little rough, and nothing was written on the first page, so I put this book on the table, reached out and pinched the edge of the first page, and slowly opened it.

"Don't move!"

The sudden loud shout shook me, my first reaction was to encounter a robbery, but the second reaction was - is it popular to rob in the village now? You can't grab anything either!

"Don't open that notebook!"

The voice sounded again, and I could tell it was a female voice. I looked up following the sound and found a girl in a red costume dress standing at the door! The girl's eyebrows were clear, her long hair was coiled behind her head, and a palm-length wooden hairpin was faintly visible between her hair, and there were a few round jade beads hanging from one end of the hairpin, and she looked like she was sixteen or seventeen years old.

When I saw her, my first reaction was not why she would wait until my grandfather could open the things that my grandfather left for me, but ..... This girl is so beautiful....

"Who told you to take this thing out?" The girl crossed her waist with one hand, stretched out her hand and pointed at my father, with a hint of evil on her pretty face: "Do you know that as soon as this box is opened, Shen Huai's life will be in danger?!" ”

Walt? I'm in danger of my life when I open the box?

I was stunned when I said this, is there any mechanism in the box? No, why would grandpa want to hurt me? Oh no, how did she know that my name was Shen Huai? I don't know her....

A series of question marks frantically smashed into my head, and my father also replied subconsciously with a puzzled face: "It was the old man who asked me to tell Xiaohuai..."

"That's fake!" The girl simply came to me in three or two steps, grabbed the thread-bound notebook and threw it into the box, with a few pages of white paper: "It's useless to explain too much to you now, you just need to remember that this box must not be opened, and don't let anyone see it, Shen Huai may encounter some unbelievable things in the past two days, you remember, you see the black spirit walking to the left, and it is feasible to retreat when the road is impassable." Also, try not to go out alone! ”

I looked at her a little dazed: "What? ”

"Just remember what I just said, I still have some things over there, and I won't be able to come over in a few days. It's all your father's fault, if I give you the box later, I can protect you by your side, it's good now, I can feel better in my absence! You've got to hold on and don't die, or I'll have a hard time!" After the girl finished talking about this chase in a bit of a hurry, she rolled her eyes at my father, and then turned away like the wind.

Today's thing is really incredible! Not to mention who this girl is, first, she knows that my name is Shen Huai, second, she knows about the box, and third.... She seems to know my grandfather? And what happened when she just said that my grandfather was a fake?

My dad asked me a little puzzled, "Xiaohuai, do you know that girl just now?" ”

"I don't know!"

"That's weird....." he scratched his head and muttered, "I jumped out for some reason and said that your grandfather is fake, and I'm not stupid, I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake..."

After pondering for a long time to no avail, we gave up this brain-burning activity, anyway, our grandfather has always been a step-by-step mentality, belonging to the kind of master who doesn't worry too much about anything.

But the girl said that this box can't be opened, whether it's true or fake, I still obediently put it up, I'd rather believe it or not! My dad pouted as I put the box away, apparently wondering what was in the thread-bound notebook.

I want to know too! But it's all about my life, how dare I move!

Seeing that it was getting dark and tiredness welled up in my heart, I put the box under the bed, said hello to my dad and turned over on the bed. He sighed a little helplessly, knowing that he couldn't see the contents of the box today, and turned back to the room.

I don't know what's going on, just now I was full of energy to know what was in the box, and at this moment I suddenly got sleepy and my upper and lower eyelids fought, and I didn't lie on the bed for a minute, and my consciousness was already hazy.

Half-asleep, I faintly heard the sound of the door being slightly opened, and then walked around the room without hurrying, and finally seemed to stop in front of my bed.

I thought my dad had forgotten something in my house, and now he came to get it, so he didn't care.

But who knew that this man almost scared me out of bed when he opened his mouth!

The voice seemed to float from a far away, hollow, ethereal, and with a hint of coldness, the kind of coldness that penetrated into the bones.

"I ...... I'm here to pick you up...... Hey...... Hey, hey, hey......"