Chapter 212: Hell Building

The fact that he could hear the barking of the dog proved that the old man's ears would not go anywhere, and it was easier to distinguish the sound in the silent night. The old man wouldn't know that this voice was not Ma Yueyun's, and besides, the voice was still a woman.

But the old man did not hesitate and walked out majestically. Grandma heard the sound of small footsteps ringing from the back room to the front of her. Then there was a sound of wood colliding and rubbing, which was particularly crisp in the silence of the night. The old man opened the wooden bolt behind the door. A ravinely face appeared in front of grandma, and although she was mentally prepared, grandma was still startled.

The starry sky rushed into the old man's house. Grandma stepped on the starlight and walked in. Two cold lights came out of a dimly lit corner, and they were the old man's dog. The lonely elderly generally have cats and dogs, or a house of flowers. How many years later, after my grandmother died of illness, my grandfather only raised a cow.

The old man touched a box of matches with his trembling hands, and with a smack, the grandmother saw a flame the size of a bean, and then the flame grew slowly like a bean sprout. It turned out that the old man had lit a lamp.

At that time, electricity had been connected to the village, but the old man still insisted on using the lamp. It was a kerosene-burning lamp, and there was a thick smoke above the flames. In this tall, empty pitch-black house, the lantern itself has a somewhat terrifying atmosphere.

Grandma found that the empty hall was full of things that were about to be used by the dead...... Spiritual House.

At the jump of the lights, these small houses made of paper and bamboo loom in dark corners, as if they had been used by the undead in hell. And the old man in front of him is the great architect of the underworld.

The eyes of the architect of the underworld were like lights, flickering at his grandmother. He probably had a little understanding of what his grandmother was here for.

Grandma first apologized for disturbing the old man's sleep, and then said Grandpa's request.

The architect of the underworld didn't think about it, so he nodded.

Grandma felt a burst of gratitude. Although she didn't support her grandfather much in doing these things, the old man's cheerfulness and understanding made her feel guilty.

Grandma didn't know what to say, and a lot of words of gratitude were blocked in her mouth and couldn't be said. Like this architect of the underworld, he has heard many words of gratitude.

"It's late, you can go back and rest first. Let Ma Yueyun rest assured, I will definitely handle the things he explained. No problem. Tell him to do his own thing and not be distracted by this. But the architect of the underworld spoke first, and as he spoke, he walked towards the door and sent his grandmother out.

The grandmother walked out the door, and the old man closed the door again.

Grandma stood under the starry sky again, looking at the dark wooden door in front of her, feeling that she had just escaped from the world and entered hell, and those faint spiritual houses in the darkness made Grandma unforgettable. It's hell out there.

But there is a kind old man living in hell.

Grandpa is already ready for everything, and only the east wind is owed. He was finally able to raise his peace of mind for a short time. After a short period of time, he was greeted by more sinister difficulties.

"Where is that fox now? Are you still chasing it? "The woman finally asked the key question.

"The fox?" Luo Fu said, "I've already arrived here, and I got here before me." ”

"Got here?" The choice of the woman was surprised. There is no need to guess, the mother also understands a little. But he wasn't sure if the Taoist was the hateful fox, then what could he explain for catching ghosts at the house? I have only seen Taoist priests catching ghosts, where are I seeing foxes catching ghosts? It stands to reason that demons and monsters are all of the same kind, and the fox that hurt Luo Fu is definitely a demon fox, and it is understandable to hurt people, so it shouldn't hurt other ghosts. Also, the demon foxes that the old man has heard about are generally women, and she has never seen a male demon fox. Priest Rose is definitely not that fox.

So, what exactly does a Rosewood do? Xuanpo already has thousands of knots in her heart that she can't untie.

"Yes. It's here, I'm familiar with its smell, I'm chasing its smell. Over the years, I've sucked up the essence of a man, tracking the fox all the way with the scent. Luo Fu said lightly, a picture of the Yellow River heart is not dead.

"Are you sure it's right here?" I still don't believe it.

When I recounted this to me, I remembered my moon season, which also gave me a hint one night that a powerful scent was heading here.

"It's here. And it's so close to me. Luo Shi said affirmatively.

Xuan Po trembled, very close? He looked around, and it seemed that the fox was hiding in a corner of his house.

"Choosing a wife!" A loud voice shouted from outside the house.

Xuan Po and Luo Fu were both startled, and heard the footsteps outside gradually approaching, completely unguarded, and could guess that the people outside were not eavesdroppers.

"Choose a woman! Did you get up? The sun is all on your buttocks, why are you still lying in bed? It turned out to be a partner who had a better time with the mother-in-law, "You are a person, you don't have children to make trouble at night, and you don't have a woman to toss at night, how can you get up lazy!" The man shouted outside.

Luo Fu listened and smiled at Xuan Po Wan'er. When Xuan Po saw Luo Shi's smile, she was stunned again. This woman, who was still so resolute just now, is now looking so cute. Women are really fickle creatures, and at the same time, they are also stunners who attract men. At this time, the woman's laughter made him sigh in his heart, such a good woman was bad in the hands of a fox, it was really unfair to God. If it weren't for that fox, there would be more beautiful marriages in the world and less sad tragedies. It's a pity!

"Answer the guy outside, don't let anyone find out I'm here." Luo Fu hurriedly explained the way of choosing a mother-in-law.

Xuan Po hurriedly jumped up and put on her clothes and pants in a panic. The woman hugged the quilt tightly, and the two white arms that had just been exposed were also hidden in the quilt.

Xuan Po walked out of the house, only to find that it was already the third pole of the day. It was so long that they both lost track of time. Time is such a strange thing, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

"What's the matter?" Xuan Po's eyes couldn't adjust to the sunlight outside for a while, so she squinted and asked. And his companion came over with a wicked smile on his face in the dazzling sunlight.