After all three large coffins were nailed, my grandmother stared at them and groaned, and Hou Desen came over and asked my grandmother if she would carry the coffins to the cemetery and bury them immediately.

My grandmother came back to her senses, turned her head and glanced at Hou Desen, thoughtfully, and after a pause, my grandmother said to Hou Desen: "Wait until I burn some paper money for them, and then remove the bad luck in this house." ”

With that, my grandmother walked to the head of the coffin of the three large coffins, took off the baggage, put the cat body on the ground, and then completely untied the buckle on the baggage, completely exposing all the objects inside to everyone.

Yellow paper, incense, chicken blood, willow branches, peach wedges, soul bottles...... And so on and so forth.

My grandmother did this because she wanted Hou Desen to see the contents of her baggage, and in the future, Hou Desen would not be able to find the treasure in the old mansion and would not suspect herself.

Hou Desen really walked over and glanced at the baggage, and the doubts in his eyes that had looked at the baggage before were gone.

My grandmother immediately sneered, drew a circle on each of the three coffins, then took out some yellow paper from the baggage, put it in the circle, and lit it with a match. After doing this, he took out a pile of yellow paper from his baggage, got up and walked in, drew a circle again at the door of the sub-door, put it in, and lit it again.

After the yellow paper in the courtyard and in the courtyard was burned out, my grandmother asked Hou Desen to send the family to find a wooden basin, fill the basin with a small amount of water, take out a wicker from the baggage, dip the wicker in the basin with the water, and sprinkle the wicker in the courtyard and in the courtyard.

When my grandfather saw this, he hurriedly asked my grandmother what he was doing, and my grandmother smiled and said, "Get rid of bad luck."

My grandfather frowned, others may not know, but my grandfather understands in his heart, wicker dipped in water sprinkled on the ground not only can not remove bad luck, on the contrary, it can also aggravate the yin in the house, we have a proverb here, ghosts do not take the dry road. When my grandmother did this, not only could she not send the ghosts away, but she also had to summon the wild ghosts outside. My grandfather didn't understand what my grandmother wanted to do, but in front of Huderson and the family, my grandfather couldn't say anything about my grandmother.

After sprinkling the water, my grandmother smiled at Hou Desen and said, "Master Hou, now you can carry the coffin away and bury it." When Hou Desen heard this, he hurriedly beckoned those family members to carry the coffin.

A few family members, plus a dozen temporary barmen, carrying three large coffins in front, my grandmother and my grandfather followed behind them, the grave is in a wasteland in the north of Hewaner Village, not far from the village, the previous feng shui gentleman said, there is a "small blessed land", my grandmother knows nothing about feng shui, I don't know what to call a "small blessed land".

Except for my grandmother and my grandfather, there were no mourners for this family of three, only some villagers on the side of the road who watched the excitement gathered together, pointing at the big coffin of the three people, and it felt quite deserted.

Hou Desen did not follow, after he was sure that the female ghost in the hall had really left, he excused himself from the cemetery under the pretext that there was something at home. My grandmother smiled and didn't say anything, but my grandmother knew very well in her heart that Hou Desen couldn't wait to find the treasure in the old mansion at this time, but could he still find it?

The coffin was carried to the cemetery, and after the burial, my grandmother took out some yellow paper from the bag, drew a large circle on the graves of the three mounds, put the yellow paper into it, turned around, walked to my grandfather next to him, gently pulled the corner of my grandfather's clothes, and whispered, "Brother, give me the fire on your body." ”

My grandfather was stunned for a moment and asked my grandmother, "Don't you have it yourself?" ”

My grandmother glared at my grandfather coquettishly and said coquettishly, "It's okay to lose what people have." ”

"You're always so lost!" My grandfather angrily took out the match from his body and stuffed it into my grandmother's hand.

My grandmother took the match, "wiped" the ground, and instead of pinching the matchstick and reaching out to light the yellow paper, she threw the burning matchstick directly into the yellow paper pile.

At this moment, something strange happened, the yellow paper seemed to be poured with gasoline, and as soon as the matchstick fell on it, it seemed to explode, and the flames burst out, and all the yellow paper in the circle burned in an instant.

My grandmother seemed to have expected this, and the moment she threw the matchstick out of her hand, she took two steps back, and although the fireball-like burning yellow paper did not make her look good, it frightened the housekeepers and the barmen who were watching the excitement around her, and there was a lot of discussion.

My grandmother smiled and said to them, "Don't be afraid, this family of three has just moved to a new house, and they are not familiar with the place, and many places need to spend money, so they are in a hurry to get the money." ”

As she spoke, my grandmother subconsciously glanced in the direction of the old house, and a barmaid followed my grandmother's eyes and immediately shouted, "It's on fire!"

When these people in the cemetery heard this, they all turned their heads to look in the direction of the old house, and they saw that the fire was rising in that direction!

The people quickly rushed from the cemetery to Hewan'er Village, because my grandfather's legs were inconvenient, my grandmother accompanied him to the end, and when they entered the village, the fire had been extinguished, and the old house was burned to the ground by the nameless fire that rose in an instant.

At this time, standing in front of the old mansion and taking a look, the ruins and broken walls were full of messes.

The alley was crowded with villagers, some of whom still had buckets of wooden basins and buckets in their hands, but the buckets were full of water, and it was obvious that these villagers had not yet had time to pour water into the fire.

I listened to these villagers talking and saying that this fire was too evil, and it came and went quickly, and it didn't take much effort to burn everything, and the house next to it was fine, so it burned down this old house.

At this time, my grandmother whispered to my grandfather, "Brother, let's go home." ”

My grandfather looked at my grandmother suspiciously, trying to say something. My grandmother hurriedly smiled innocently at my grandfather, grabbed one of my grandfather's arms, and said coquettishly again: "Let's go, brother, go home......"

The two of them hired a carriage in Hewaner Village, and when they returned to Sanwangzhuang, it was already two watches.

At this time, my grandfather had not yet slept, and my grandmother cooked a small pot of delicious meals and called my grandfather to eat together.

While eating, my grandmother told my grandfather about these things during the day, but before my grandmother could finish speaking, my grandfather asked her angrily, "Where did you leave that box of fire?" ”

My grandmother looked at him and smiled, "Guess what." ”

My grandfather glared at my grandmother, "How can you do such a desperate thing, just send the female ghost away, why do you burn the house to others." ”

"Did you see me burning? When the old house caught fire, we were all in the cemetery. My grandmother was still smiling.

"Don't think I don't understand." My grandfather said angrily: "You must have thrown the fire on your body in the old house, you colluded with the female ghost, you lit yellow paper in the cemetery, and the female ghost lit the house in the old mansion, if you didn't collude with the female ghost, how could the paper-burning flame in the cemetery be so high!" ”

The conversation between my grandmother and my grandfather made my grandfather inexplicable, and asked my grandmother, "What's going on?" ”

My grandmother said with a straight face: "Dad, you don't know, the old house happened to be built on a piece of Juyin land, even if the Yin land is built, it is still built in the back of the Yin House, it is a big taboo, the people who die there will not be gone, if it is not burned, it will be haunted there in the future, besides, I can't get used to the kind of person who waits for Desen, I put the treasure in the coffin of the female ghost son, and I don't want to leave him the house ......"

"Hehehehe......" My grandfather laughed when he heard this, nodded with great satisfaction, and said, "Good burn!" ”

When my grandfather saw my grandfather praising my grandmother, he glanced at my grandmother, didn't say anything more, buried his head and picked up the food in his mouth.

My grandmother continued: "There is actually more than one female ghost in the old house, there is another, I guess it may be the old eunuch's previous maid, but I can only feel her yin qi, but I have never met her, I think, as soon as the house is burned, the maid ghost will have no place to stay, and it will not be long before she will leave herself." ”

When my grandfather heard this, he nodded with great satisfaction, and the whole person seemed very pleased, maybe holding my grandmother was the proudest thing in his life.

The haunting of the old house in Hewan'er seems to have been written here, but it is not.

Five days after this incident, late that night, my grandfather was sleeping soundly in his room when he suddenly heard someone calling his name in his ear.

"Abide by it, keep it to ......"

My grandfather woke up immediately, and when he opened his eyes, the room was at least dark, but he clearly saw a thin and withered little old man standing at the head of the bed, the doors and windows were closed, how did this old man come in?

My grandfather was taken aback, but after a closer look, this little old man seemed to have seen him somewhere in the past, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

The old man said to my grandfather, "Bing Shou, hurry up and take a look, someone outside wants to burn your house!" ”

When my grandfather heard this, he was thrilled and sat up from the bed, the room was still dark, and when he looked at the bedside, there was no little old man at all. My grandfather raised his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then he realized that it was just a dream just now, but this dream was too real.

This dream made my grandfather feel a sense of déjà vu, as if the little old man had appeared in his dream a long time ago. ~pen

My grandfather didn't think much about it, he took out the mirror box from under the pillow, didn't dare to alarm my grandmother, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on shoes, didn't light the lamp, quietly touched the inside and out, and then leaned on the window and looked into the yard.

The courtyard was shining with moonlight, and I saw a black shadow walking back and forth in the yard, and when I looked closely, the black shadow was carrying the firewood stacked in the corner of the yard to the door, as the old man said in the dream, someone wanted to set fire to the house.

My grandfather was furious, although he was in his early seventies at this time, but his body was still quite strong, and he didn't make a sound, and after putting the big box in his hand on the fire, he opened the window and turned into the courtyard when the person outside turned around to hug the firewood.

Just as the man was holding a bundle of firewood at the door again, and before he could turn around, the large mirror box in my grandfather's hand was already on the back of his head.

"Don't move, just move and your head will bloom!"

When the man heard this, he turned his head suddenly, and my grandfather waved his hand and smashed the door in front of him with the butt of his gun, and the man snorted and took a step back in pain, and before he could react, my grandfather's muzzle was once again against his chin.

My grandfather asked coldly, "Who are you and what do you want to do?" -The Last Ghost Hunter-