So, she quietly waited for Lin Dashao's arrival, came to her to settle the account, and settled the account of the Chen family's ancestors, but after waiting for so many years, her grandson was about to marry a daughter-in-law, and this Lin Dashao still didn't come, she gradually relieved herself, and felt that she might have thought too much in her life, until the arrival of Ding Candle.

She was obviously a little relieved, and her gaze softened a lot when she looked at Ding Candle: "Don't worry, Jianmei, Grandma Demu will definitely help you, not only for you, but also for our ancestors, this is what our family owes Lin Dashao." ”

Ding Zhu saw for the first time how psychic mediums were psychic, although she knew that each psychic medium had its own different methods, but Aunt Demu was obviously very terrifying.

I saw her go out and kill a chicken, this chicken is all black, except for the cockscomb, all are black, in fact, in Aunt Demu's yard, all the chickens are this color.

Aunt Demu was very skillful in getting a bowl of chicken blood, and took Ding Candle to the west wing of the courtyard, this wing room has always been locked, and when he came in, Ding Candle found that compared with this dilapidated yard, this wing room looks very neat, although it is not brand new, but it is also obvious that it has only been rested in the past one or two years, so at first, Ding Candle felt that this room was Aunt Demu's residence.

After unlocking the lock and walking in, Ding Zhu realized that there was a magic circle in this room that she didn't understand very well, and there were a lot of candles lit on the side of the magic circle, which looked eerie.

Aunt Demu asked Ding Candle to sit on the small stool in the corner of the room, and then she locked the door and began to busily open it, drawing rune paper, dotting chicken blood, and using some messy magic weapons that Ding Candle couldn't understand to make something I didn't know, and finally, Ding Candle saw Aunt Demu pull out a knife, directly cut her fingers, and dripped blood from it, blending into the remaining chicken blood, without waiting for Ding Candle to figure out what she was going to do, She poured the bowl of chicken blood and her own blood into the middle of the circle.

Then, Ding Zhu saw that the magic circle that had been painted on the ground suddenly lit up, and then a black hole suddenly appeared in the center of the magic circle, constantly rotating, and a few seconds later, she saw a woman emerge from the black hole.

There was a gurgling cold air coming out of her body, and she didn't look at the characteristics of the other party, but just from the way she appeared, Ding Zhu could know that this was definitely not a guy of the same race as herself.

Although she had already seen a very powerful evil ghost like Lin Dashao, after Ding Zhu saw the way this woman appeared, she still felt that a cold sweat broke out on her back, and she looked sticky.

The woman spoke to Aunt Tokugi, and they spoke a little less like modern words, and the strange tone was mixed with strange pronunciations, and Ding Zhu listened to it with a confused expression.

Probably because of the difference, Ding Candle's attention completely shifted to the female ghost, she was obviously dressed like the ancients, and Ding Candle could even see her little feet wrapped in pointy points under her thick clothes.

After Aunt Tokugi talked to the woman for a while, the woman left, and then another man came out and chatted with Aunt Tokugi for a while.

After going back and forth like this, a total of four ghosts appeared, and the black hole on the ground finally closed, and Aunt Demu, who had been standing, was shaky as if she wanted to fall, Ding Zhu quickly stood up and wanted to help her, but stopped in the other party's drink and sat back on the original small stool.

Aunt Demu stood there for a long time, cooking and jumping again, before finally seeing the light of the magic circle on the ground disappear and return to the way it was just now.

Aunt Demu, who had been tossing for so long, turned pale, and almost staggered to the side of the rocking chair and sat down, and the whole person seemed to collapse at once.

Ding Zhu didn't dare to move the place without the permission of the other party, so he could only sit in place and anxiously Wen: "Grandma Demu, how are you?" Do you want me to come over? ”

It took a long time for Aunt Nademu to shake her head, raised her hand and bowed to Ding Candle, but said very weakly: "It's okay, I'm just tired, you let me rest, I'll call you after a while, just sit there and don't move, don't move anything." ”

Of course I'm tired, this Aunt Demu looks like she's seventy years old, and the seventy-year-old man can support it like this for nearly an hour, Ding Zhu really admires it, it seems that this psychic medium is doing physical work.

In general, Ding Zhu is an obedient person, Aunt Demu said that she would not be allowed to move, so she just sat there obediently, quietly waiting for Aunt Demu, but she felt sleepy after sitting here by herself.

In the end, Ding Zhu was woken up by Aunt Demu, she opened her eyes and saw Aunt Demu looking at her with a kind face and saying, "Let's go, come back to the main house with me, and I'll get you something to eat." ”

It was already very late, Ding Zhu stood in the courtyard and looked at the gloomy sky and estimated that it should be almost five or six o'clock in the evening, and looked towards the village, it was still quiet, no one was cooking, but there was smoke rising from the opposite hill, which was very eye-catching.

"That's where Lin Dashao's fireworks are enshrined." Aunt Demu came over to call Ding Zhu to eat and explained to her with a smile.

It was chicken soup that night, yes, it was the black rooster that was killed, Aunt Demu smiled: "Don't mind, I only took chicken blood, this chicken can be eaten." ”

Of course Ding Zhu didn't mind, she only felt that the sweet potatoes she ate last night had long since lost their knowledge of where they had been digested, and her five internal organs temple was now clamoring to eat, such a fragrant chicken soup was poured on top of the coarse grain rice, and the fragrance made people laugh.

The hot chicken soup dispelled all the cold in Ding Zhu's body, and the feeling of her stomach gradually filling up made her feel that this task was not so bad.

"Chen Jinling has found it." When the two of them were about to eat, Aunt Tokuki slowly opened her mouth while drinking chicken soup.

This old lady is simply a blockbuster, Ding Zhu originally saw that her face was not very good just now, and she hadn't mentioned it for so long, thinking that there was no hope, but she didn't expect that there would be a good result all of a sudden now.

"Where is she?" Ding Zhu hurriedly asked.

"Reincarnated."

"Reincarnated??" This answer is really surprising...... When Ding Zhu heard this, he was almost stunned.