Chapter 216: Mountain Daddy's Old House

The young man returned, with a look of surprise on his face. He had a lot of doubts, and these questions were blocked in his heart, and he didn't vomit or be unhappy.

"Master Ma, where is General Po ......?"

The grandfather made a stop gesture, and the young man stopped talking. Grandpa looked at the young man kindly, perhaps because of the "hanger" head, grandpa took him for me, and told the young man as he usually told me: "I still need your help with something." It is not appropriate for me to come forward for the time being. ”

"What's the matter? As long as you tell me and I can do it, I will do it immediately. The young man was shocked by the scene of General Poe, and at this moment looked into his grandfather's eyes with admiration, as if his words did not come out of his mouth, but from his eyes. Due to his illness, his grandfather's eye sockets were a little inverted, but it did not affect his fortitude at all. It was only when the ghost hunting was at its hardest that Grandpa's eyes would glow like this.

"It's not hard. You can do it. All you need to do is go to the priest and say something similar to what you said to Xuan Po this morning. Grandpa said. The fortitude in the grandfather's eyes was transmitted to the eyes of the young man, and he became confident.

"Okay." The young man said, "Explain." ”

Before the ghost hunt, they had not had any interaction with each other. At most, because of his grandfather's reputation in a radius of 100 miles, young people look at their grandfather with admiration when they meet him, and other than that, there is no deeper friendship. However, at this time, they believed in each other, like comrades-in-arms who had been fighting side by side for many years.

"You go and tell the Taoist priest that Xuan Po has seduced the female pervert as he instructed. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the female pervert, it is not good for the woman to tell the Taoist priest in person, so she will ask you to tell him. Grandpa shook his hands, which meant that his careful mind was working. But in ordinary life, he is an informal person.

The young man nodded.

"You also have to tell him that Xuan Po has learned from the mouth of the female pervert that the female pervert will go to the general slope behind Changshan tonight." Grandpa continued.

"General Poe?" The young man asked.

"Yes. It's on the general slope. Grandpa added faintly, "It is the place where the mountain father is resurrected, and it is also the place where the dwarf mother-in-law encountered the lost god." ”

Although it has been a long time since the short mother-in-law encountered the lost god in Jiangjunpo, everyone in the village still remembers this incident vividly. Until I am now in college, I am writing this book to record what happened in the past, and the people in the village often tell the children at home: don't go to Jiangjunpo to play casually, be careful of getting lost, and look carefully at the road no matter how familiar it is.

Perhaps children will be very confused in their hearts: why should they be more careful than taking other roads that they are familiar with and can no longer be familiar with them? The old people who told me stories back then have passed away one after another, and perhaps there are people who were still young and now they are dying of old age to explain to them slowly, turning out the old years and chewing them again in their mouths, like old cows ruminating.

The young man didn't understand why Grandpa mentioned the resurrection of the mountain father and the dwarf mother-in-law when he mentioned the general slope. He didn't have time to ask his grandfather, because he was about to go out again and go to the residence of the Noble Daoist...... The old house where Daddy lived before his death.

The young man rushed to the old house of the mountain father, and saw the Taoist priest sitting at the gate basking in the sun, his eyes narrowed into a slit. The red-haired ghost wailed in the shadows of the house, and at first glance thought it was an old buffalo that had just finished plowing the field and rested on the shore. However, the old buffalo was not held by a rein, but by a thick chain. The young man couldn't help but think of the scene before the death of the mountain father, and some sadness was born. The son became a water ghost, and his wife also became a water ghost in order to give birth to his son, but he became a red-haired ghost controlled by the ghost king.

Seeing the young man coming, the Noble Taoist gave him a side smile. The smile was still very proud, as if the Rose Taoist had always had such an expression. The young man was disgusted when he saw the smug smile. Overconfidence will never make others comfortable.

"The sun is so good!" The young man did not mention the election of the woman first, but praised the sunshine of today.

The Rose Priest didn't answer, and turned his face to look at the red-haired ghost in the shadowy corner.

The young man thought to himself, what are you proud of, your own body is gone. If it weren't for the body of a paper man, I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to meet people in the sun so arrogantly now. He thought that if he uncovered the raincoat of the Noble Daoist, the traces of the fire would immediately appear under his eyes.

"What's the matter?" The Rose Taoist finally spoke.

"I was called by my wife." The young man said, but was in no hurry to say everything that followed.

"Really?" Daoist Rose finally stood up with interest, "What did he tell you?" "It seems that he is very suspicious.

The young man finished his words as his grandfather had commanded.

"Oh. I see. The priest nodded, his eyes reaching into the young man's eyes, as if he meant something. His eyes shone brightly and fiery like electricity. The young man held his breath and stared at him as if nothing had happened.

The young man could read the eyes of the Taoist, and his eyes were asking: Are you telling me the truth?

And the eyes of the young man tell him: believe it or not!

Finally, the priest retracted his gaze and said, "Thank you." Without waiting for the young man to react, he took the chain and led the red-haired ghost into the house. The red-haired ghost kept walking along the shadows under the eaves, hiding from the harsh sunlight. As he entered, the red-haired ghost glanced back at the young man. Oh my God, it's so similar! It's no different from the red-haired ghost in General Poe!

The young man did not dare to stand there a little longer, and hurriedly turned away.

When I returned to the house, I saw my grandfather's eyebrows locked. I got a cigarette out of nowhere. The cigarette is not lit, it is only placed in front of the nose and turned back and forth.

"What are we going to do next?" The young man asked, standing in front of his grandfather. There is no bottom in his heart. He felt unsteady on his feet, and his whole body was like a goose feather.

Grandpa was silent for a long time, and finally a word popped out of his mouth: "Wait." That word was sonorous and powerful, like a solid iron ball, falling on the bottom of the young man's heart. So, his fluttering feeling disappeared, and his feet stood firmly on the ground.

"Okay, wait." The young man looked at the sky outside with a solemn expression.