The burning flames of the Dao Talisman also ignited the straw man by the way.

And what Zhang Fan couldn't see was that there was a trace of black floating up with the flames on the straw man's body, directly drilling into his grandfather's body!

After a while, the Dao Fu and the straw man were burned into a ball of ashes, and at this time, Grandpa Zhang Fan's face became more and more pale, fine sweat appeared on his head, his lips trembled slightly, and he staggered to the ground.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Seeing his grandfather fall, Zhang Fan stepped forward eagerly, helped his grandfather up and asked.

Grandpa didn't answer, but stared at the mass of ashes on the ground and was silent.

Zhang Fan was standing on the side of his grandfather before, and he couldn't see the change in his grandfather's face, but at this time, he saw his grandfather's pale face, and the wrinkles on his face were much deeper than usual.

Combined with grandpa's usual style of doing things, an inexplicable sense of uneasiness came to my heart.

"I didn't feel the slightest feeling when I lost a lot of yang longevity, but my grandfather, who was the caster, looked weak~" Thinking of this, the feeling of uneasiness in Zhang Fan's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Could it be grandpa..." Zhang Fan didn't dare to continue thinking, he looked at the haggard grandfather in front of him blankly, and tears flowed out of his eyes.

As if awakened by Zhang Fan's sobbing voice, his grandfather withdrew his eyes from the mass of ashes and gently patted Zhang Fan's back.

"I have been dependent on my grandfather since I was a child, although I have not lived a rich and expensive life, but my grandfather has never let himself suffer and go hungry.

Grandpa has been kind-hearted all his life, but the grandfather who is over the age of sixteen is actually ...... for himself" Thinking of this, Zhang Fan has already cried into a tearful person.

"Xiaofan, don't be sad, grandpa just wants to use his last life to do something for you, but he is not good at learning and art, and he has exhausted his life and has not been able to completely eliminate the disaster in Wang Yan's family!"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan cried even more sadly, where could Zhang Fan still take care of the disaster in Wang Yan's family at this time, full of remorse and self-blame.

"Okay Xiaofan, don't be sad, grandpa doesn't have much time left, during this time, grandpa taught you everything he knows, you can't let Yumen Mountain have no inheritance! Although Grandpa doesn't know much, you also have to study hard. ”

"No, you're going to be okay grandpa, you won't!"

"I'll take you to the hospital, there must be a way, there must be a way!" Zhang Fan roared, trying to pick up his weak grandfather.

"It's useless, no one knows my current situation better than me, and I can't be cured by going to the hospital!" Grandpa waved Zhang Fan's hand, struggled to stand up by himself, shook his head and said, "The hospital can only treat the disease, not continue life!" Don't be sad, silly boy. ”

Zhang Fan was stunned, "What Grandpa said is true, the hospital can only treat diseases, not continue life!" And grandpa's current situation is caused by the loss of yang longevity, and there is really no way to go to the hospital.

The only thing I can do is to accompany my grandfather in his last time! ”

Three days passed in a flash.

In the past three days, Zhang Fan has been learning from his grandfather some things that he has not been exposed to before, what spells to cure colds, spells to repel mosquitoes, rats and ants...

Fortunately, Zhang Fan's comprehension is not very bad, so it is not very difficult to learn what his grandfather taught.

At night, grandpa will also supervise Zhang Fan to vomit according to the mantra in the black book.

In the past three days, grandpa has also told a lot of mysterious things.

According to Grandpa himself, he only heard about these things.

However, in the past three days, the wrinkles on his grandfather's face have become deeper and deeper day by day!

On this day, Zhang Fan was cooking porridge in the kitchen. Grandpa's body is getting weaker and weaker, and now it is difficult to even eat, so he can only make some porridge for grandpa to drink.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Fan's tears couldn't help but flow out.

"Little Fan ......"

Grandpa's weak voice interrupted Zhang Fan's thoughts.

"Ugh..."

"Here we are, Grandpa."

Hearing his grandfather's weak shout, Zhang Fan immediately put down the things in his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked towards his grandfather!

Supporting his grandfather, who was just about to struggle to sit up, Zhang Fan whispered: "Grandpa, you don't have to get up, just lie down and tell me something." ”

"It's not a big deal, I just want to ask you if you have any insights from reading black books recently?" Grandpa's voice seemed weak.

"I read the black book every day, and I do it every day, but I don't feel anything!

But grandpa, you also said before that these things depend on opportunities, maybe I don't have enough opportunities! ”

Chance is such an ethereal thing, so Zhang Fan doesn't think that he is a person with chance.

Hearing Zhang Fan's answer, Grandpa nodded with satisfaction, seemed to remember something, and said in a low voice:

"It's been thirty years since I got the black book, and I don't know what it means, so I'm a person who doesn't have a chance, but you're different, maybe you should have some chance."

Zhang Fan was stunned by his grandfather's misty words, why did his grandfather say that he should have some chances?

After a moment, Zhang Fan's nose moved, and then he shouted: "The porridge is paste!" ”

After saying that, he rushed to the kitchen!

Seeing Zhang Fan in a hurry, his grandfather smiled, and the scenes from many years ago came to mind.

"Twenty years ago, my grandfather had no fixed place to live, and he often set up a stall on the street to tell fortunes.

If you are lucky enough to receive some feng shui work, the income will be much stronger than fortune telling on the street. ”

I remember one day, the clouds were overcast, and it was about to rain, and my grandfather was ready to collect the stall and go home.

Suddenly, a man dressed in typical country clothes went to his grandfather's stall and asked him to help him look at a yin house!

The Yin House is a cemetery, and some people are very concerned about these things, thinking that the descendants of the family have a great relationship with the Yin House of the elderly, and the good choice of the Yin House will bless the future generations.

The man's name is Liu Shan, and he is from the nearby village of Qingyang.

Because there are elderly people in the family who have been bedridden for many days, it should be about to die.

So Liu Shan went out to find someone who could watch the Yin House.

The fees of the special feng shui masters in the city are too high, so Liu Shan went to the street stalls to try his luck to see if he could meet the 'hermit master'.

I just happened to arrive and saw my grandfather who was about to close the stall.

After several bargains, Liu Shan and his grandfather finally finalized the price, and immediately the two packed up their things and went to Qingyang Village together.

Qingyang Village is about 17 kilometers away from the county seat, it should be named Qingyang Village because of the many poplars planted, Liu Shan seems to be in a hurry, and he trotted all the way with his grandfather, and he has arrived at Qingyang Village in the afternoon.

As soon as he arrived at Qingyang Village, his grandfather couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw a large poplar forest.

Poplar is one of the four ghost trees, and it can only be planted in small quantities in downtown streets, parks, etc. It's rare to see so many poplars in a slightly remote village like this!

There are two huge poplar trees at the entrance of the village, which can only be hugged by two adults, and no one can say when these poplars were planted.

Not long after entering the village, he had already arrived at the door of Liu Shan's house.

Liu Shan's house is not a big place, only three small mud houses, and a few poplar trees are neatly planted in front of the house.

As soon as the breeze blows, the poplar leaves 'rattle'.

Seeing this scene, grandpa couldn't help but shudder, as the saying goes:

"Don't plant mulberries in the front, don't plant willows in the back, and don't plant ghosts and clap hands in front of the door."

This ghost clapping his hands is talking about poplars, because the poplar leaves will make a 'bang' sound like now when they are in the wind, like a ghost clapping their hands. Thinking of this, Grandpa felt a little weird more and more.

"Xiaoshan, quickly pour tea for the master."

As soon as he entered the door, Liu Shan warmly greeted his son Liu Xiaoshan for tea.

At this time, grandpa didn't have the slightest intention of drinking tea, and just wanted to finish things early. Go back early......