After my grandfather explained, I was not convinced, saying that mosquitoes are mosquitoes, not hungry ghosts.

Grandpa said they were hungry ghosts with skins. Within their skins, they are no different from hungry ghosts.

When I listened to it, I felt like hell was on earth.

The bed in Daddy's room is also old-fashioned, but there are no wooden fences and bed frames.

He is not afraid of mosquito bites. Or rather, mosquitoes don't bite him.

My grandfather could see his crooked father's bed through the cracks in the roof tiles. If you don't pick up the tiles, your father's bed will get wet when it rains.

Isn't it your care? Crooked dad said with a smile.

But there was a day when I left. Grandpa said worriedly.

The cat in Daddy's arms cooed.

Crooked dad said that even if that day comes, you won't really leave. You will bless him. Right?

My grandfather said that the dead bless the living, but that was a comforting word, and I couldn't really believe it.

Crooked dad said, it seems that you didn't really believe what I said. If you're really not at ease, go find the person who is waiting for the crescent moon and let that person come for a trip. In this way, when the crescent moon waits for the person she is waiting for, the obsession will be gone, and she will no longer pester your grandchild.

The pillars of light in the room were all gone.

Crooked Dad looked at the dim room with a little sorrow, and said, It's a pity that my body is no longer good now, otherwise I can help you find it.

Grandpa went up the stairs and went down step by step.

The crooked father's gaze moved from top to bottom with his grandfather, and said, Although I can't help you find the person she is waiting for, I can probably guess who she is.

Grandpa stopped on the stairs and asked, "Have you guessed who she is?"

Crooked dad scratched the cat's back and said, yes.

Who is she? Grandpa went down the stairs to the ground.

On a slope not far from your son-in-law's house, there used to be a rice mill. Do you remember? Crooked Daddy asked.

Of course I do. Grandpa replied.

There was once a woman in the rice mill who hanged herself. Do you remember? Crooked Dad asked again.

I've heard it said. Grandpa thought about it and said.

It happened a little bit ago, and many people have forgotten about it.

Some of the things that have been forgotten may be like the furniture in my grandfather's bedroom, when I don't walk in, I think there is nothing in it. Wait until you walk in and slow down for a while, and you'll see that those things are still there. When my grandfather heard my crooked father mention the events of that year, he gradually remembered that there was such a thing.

Heard...... Was it a madwoman who hanged herself? Don't seem to be that old? It was many years ago. Grandpa said.

The cat is already asleep and purring.

Crooked daddy did not touch it again, so as not to wake it up. He didn't even dare to move, stiffened his body and said to his grandfather, yes, I was young at that time, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye. That woman is said to be quite beautiful, and she is usually very normal, so she likes to chatter, saying that if that person doesn't come again, she will be old.

Grandpa struck a stirring spirit, and immediately understood why Crooked Dad wanted to mention things so far ago.

What do you mean...... Does this crescent have anything to do with that woman? Grandpa asked.

I'm not sure either. Go ahead and ask. But I'm afraid there aren't many people who remember it. You see, we're all this age. Crooked dad said.

My grandfather told me all these things a long, long time later. In those days, I didn't know that these things were going on. I thought it would be okay if the peach wood talisman was recovered, but I didn't know that my grandfather was still trying to figure it out.