"So you live in such a big house?" He Zhiyu whispered, "Then can I come and live together?" ”

"Nope." The little bird interjected, "With me here, are you still afraid of not having a house?" You're going to live here, and you're not afraid of what I'll do to their family. ”

No, he retracted his head, "Makes sense." ”

Zhang Rulong looked around and asked, "The customs of your Xiangxiang Township, presumably the funeral is only held for one day?" We still bit the time to rush back, but we didn't think about it or didn't catch up. ”

"No, it's not." He Zhiyu was also strange, "It's usually three days, and the third day is out." ”

"You go make some tea for the guests." Tan Qi began to order, "I'll cook." ”

"No need, no need." Zhang Rulong hurriedly stopped, "I see you don't have a lot of food left?" We'll eat this. ”

"This ...... It's not okay......" Tan Qi laughed, "You are still Taoist priests, how can you eat this?" ”

"It's different above and below." Zhang Rulong waved his clothes, "The Taoist priest above us will eat this, and it has to be cold, please." ”

He Zhiyu and Bu said without whispering, "And this custom of suffering?" ”

"Fake." He Zhiyu whispered, "Zhang Zhangjiao is afraid that your mother will waste food." ”

He Zhi met it, went downstairs directly to make tea, and halfway through, he saw his aunt coming up with tea, and hurriedly came up with tea.

"Acquaintance." Zhang Rulong frowned and said, "Don't be busy with your work first, say goodbye to your grandmother, and take me to see the coffin." ”

Tan Qi hesitated for a moment.

Zhang Rulong saw the clue and smiled: "What? Inconvenience? ”

Tan Qi seemed to have something unspeakable, but after struggling for a while, he still said, "Come on." ”

Tan Qi invited the group to a bedroom inside, where the coffin was lying.

The coffin was made of peach wood and dyed with black lacquer, but it stands to reason that the coffin should not be covered at this time, but the coffin was nailed shut.

Zhang Rulong and the others showed such expressions.

The coffin had not yet been buried in the ground, but the funeral had stopped, which was really unusual. The coffin is not in the lobby, but in the bedroom, which is even more unusual.

Zhang Rulong noticed that there was no ever-bright light at the door, but hung a float, and whispered to He Zhiyu: "Is this your grandmother's bedroom before her death?" ”

He Zhiyu shook his head, stepped forward and knelt on the ground, took the incense thread, bowed three times, and couldn't stand on the ground for a long time.

Zhang Rulong circled around the coffin, closed his eyes and looked at it for a while, but he opened his eyes and looked upstairs, his eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

I don't want to see it, but I also plan to open my soul.

Zhang Rulong grabbed Bu Wu's hand, didn't let him open his eyes, and asked with a smile: "Miss Tan, what disease does your father have?" ”

Tan Qi sighed: "It should be too sad and fainted." ”

Zhang Rulong sighed, "Is the funeral haunted?" ”

He Zhiyu turned around and stood up in fright.

When Tan Qi heard this, he was shocked, his eyes flashed, and after a while, he said: "That's the case, a few mages in the Chinese band were scared away. ”

"Oh." Zhang Rulong asked, "Have anyone else seen it?" Acquaintance? ”

Tan Qi shook his head, "No, I suspect that those mages wanted to charge more, so they got this pretending to be a ghost, and none of our own family have seen it." ”

Zhang Rulong looked at He Zhiyu, "Does your grandfather understand the law?" ”

He Zhiyu shook his head.

"Little things, the soul is kept by people's practices." Zhang Rulong smiled, "It seems that we have to find that person." ”

What He Zhiyu said before and after contacting Zhang Rulong probably means that his grandfather kept his grandmother's soul?

But my grandfather is a literati, how can he understand the law?

Unusual......

"You prepare the food first." , Zhang Rulong looked upstairs, "Let's go visit Ling Zun first, let my daughter-in-law check the pulse, and see what the situation is." ”

Tan Qi didn't know what to think at this time, she must have asked her father for a doctor, but when someone came over, she couldn't help but let people see it, so she invited Zhang Rulong and others to go to He Zhiyu's grandfather's room.

He Zhiyu's grandfather lived alone on the innermost floor of the second floor, at the innermost end of the corridor, and just after the middle line of the house, he smelled a great smell of medicine.

Zhang Rulong walked and walked, and suddenly felt that the air in front of him was dark and solid, and he was startled, glanced at Duan Mingtang, and frowned.

Duan Mingtang comprehended, and secretly pressed the others behind him.

Tan Qi opened the door and walked in.

Everyone was just about to follow up, but Zhang Rulong blocked the door and swallowed his saliva, "Wait, there's a problem." ”

After listening to Zhang Rulong's words, everyone looked at He Zhiyu together.

He Zhiyu bit his lip and didn't speak, but he was still quite anxious between his eyebrows.

The bird patted Chiyu on the shoulder and entered the room.

Zhang Rulong followed.

Duan Mingtang kept the others out.

Zhang Rulong looked at this room carefully, there was a picture of Zhong Kui descending the mountain on the wall, next to it were two paintings painted by the He family's grandfather himself, an antique bookcase, which was full of all kinds of books, and a wooden wardrobe, a bed, and a desk.

The placement of each piece of furniture is quite in line with Feng Shui, and it is not surprising to think that this is the old literati's arrangement.

There is a Taishi chair in front of the desk, and there is an untouched rice paper on the desk, and there is an inkstone next to it, and the ink in it is not dry......

There was a brush on the inkstone, and Zhang Rulong saw a drop of ink dripping from the brush......

But there is no one else in this room, what does that mean?

"Has anyone touched this brush?" Zhang Ru asked.

Tan Qi noticed the brush with the ink not dry, as well as the inkstone, which was very strange, "No...... Except for my dad, no one likes to mess with these things anymore. ”

Zhang Rulong was thoughtful.

"Eh, why did you come in alone?" Tan Qi was surprised.

Zhang Rulong smiled, "You go down and prepare to eat, just know where you are here, I'll take a look first." ”

Tan Qi looked at the master at the door, then at the Taoist priest who came in, blinked his eyes, understood a little, and went out.

He Zhiyu whispered: "Your mother is quite good!" ”

He Zhiyu smiled lightly, "Our family all believe in these things. ”

Zhang Rulong stared at the old man on the bed, the old man was very thin, and it could be seen that he should be quite handsome when he was young, with gray hair, no anger on his face, and glucose hanging on his hand to provide nutrition.

"How?" Zhang Rulong looked at the bird, "Do you see anything dirty?" ”

The little bird tightened his eyebrows, took out his mascara before his death, and clicked on Zhang Rulong's eyes.

Zhang Rulong glanced at the bed and found nothing.

Little Bird said, "Behind! ”

Sure enough, there was something wrong with the desk...... Zhang Rulong looked back......

I saw an old man staring at him with a face behind him!