After breakfast, Gu Yinuo went to the room to do his homework.

"I'm out playing!" Gu Yinian said a word to Grandma Gu and ran out.

Today's village is exceptionally quiet, and after walking for a long time, I haven't found a single conscious ghost, all of them are unconscious wandering spirits.

Walking past the commissary, she glanced at the snacks on the shelves in the room, swallowed her saliva, and finally looked away at Ying Short who was lying in the sun at the door.

According to those who know cats, this is a non-purebred British bobtail, or British short for short. It's a foreign cat that is not cheap, because the grandson of the grandmother of the shop works outside, and he can't keep a cat after buying it, so he sends it back to the old man to raise.

After the man finished speaking, he looked at Fat Ying and sighed.

Gu Yinian squatted down and touched down the cat's hair, but the cat didn't run, it was very dear.

This cat is more popular than the wild cat that runs away when it sees people, and more popular than the cold fat orange.

"Maomao, eat the fish!" A voice came from inside the room.

When Ying Shorthair heard this, she shook off Gu Yinian and shook her chubby body and walked towards the house.

Gu Yinian looked at it with a smile for a while, then turned his head and walked in the direction of Yuezi.

She didn't get close to her son-in-law, so she just looked nearby to see if there were any ghosts who came out to play.

Probably after last night's night walk of a hundred ghosts, all the ghosts are very peaceful today, except for the spirits, there is no one to see.

Many of the spirits have lost their memories and are lost in their search. Because his soul is broken, he can't collect the ghost cha, but he is difficult to find by himself, so most of them are used by people who practice in the world.

Gu Yinian stood at the door of the village hospital and looked at Yuezili.

Xu was not strong enough to dispel all the fog in Yuezi.

Gu Yinian took a few steps forward and tentatively poked the air in front of him.

The barrier is still there, and it's thicker than ever.

She breathed a sigh of relief, remembering her dream from last night, and froze.

It seemed that a ghost had spotted her, and as she turned to leave, a dark wind blew towards her.

Gu Yinian dodged the ghost's hand, took a few steps back, and turned his head to look.

"Who are you?" This ghost is not very familiar.

"You can just call me Brother Yu." The ghost said, "Since you're here, why don't you go in and have a look?" ”

This voice? Gu Yinian's eyes widened, wasn't it the voice that reminded her in her dream?

She hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

"Brother Yu, what happened yesterday?" Walking along the trail to Yuezi, she habitually counted in her heart.

"It's just that some people covet our place." Brother Yu spoke very casually, "Little girl, who taught you the ghost language?" ”

Before this girl went to the city, she didn't know how to talk ghosts.

"Gugu." Gu Yinian suddenly paused and looked at the thirteenth tombstone.

The words on the tombstones have been spent, and there is still burnt pitch black on the mound.

But there are no condolence utensils, no incense, no everlasting lamps.

"Who is Gugu? Did you meet outside? Brother Yu asked.

"It's Gugu." After Gu Yinian finished speaking, she realized that the name Gu Gu was obtained by her, and she didn't know the previous name.

A bell rang in the courtyard in the distance.

"It's almost starting, you hurry up." Brother Yu urged her.

"Start what?" Gu Yi was puzzled.

Brother Yu was reluctant to answer.

Walking to the courtyard gate, the number of tombstones was also counted, a total of 25.

Gu Yinian frowned, obviously there were 24, when did he have one more.

She opened the iron door and went in, and saw a ghost pulling Brother Yu and asked, "What are you doing, I don't know that the festival is about to start?" ”