The vermilion door slowly opened with a creak, and there were two respectful-looking maids standing at the door, with black silk tied around their waists in plain white clothes, their eyes were empty and their eyes were blank, their cheekbones were prominent, and their faces were sallow, and they bowed slowly and saluted, and called out in a wooden voice, "Master, you are back"

Looking through the vermilion wooden door, Wang Simiao saw a stone road, paved with weeds on both sides, the lobby should have been very bright, but now it looks extremely dark for some reason, the stone wall is carved with hideous ghosts and gods, every move, and even every punishment is carved extremely clearly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Some of the slaves who came and went were pale, and some were skinny, but they all seemed to have lost their souls, their eyes were hollow, their eyes were black, and they looked at Wang Simiao from time to time, and the corners of their mouths would hook up a strange smile, crunching and twisting their necks, slowly exhaling turbid air and walking towards him step by step

Until the old man turned around and scolded angrily: "You can't move this person!" Get down! Frightened, Wang Simiao was also shocked, and when he heard this, those ghosts looked at each other as if they were deflated, and they retreated step by step and turned around and disappeared

The old man said as he walked, "My name is Wang Tiansheng, I am your grandfather, I died three days after you were born, and I only hugged you once."

The old man sat down in a few steps, and Wang Simiao stood at the door with a stunned expression before he could react

"Don't come in yet!" Hearing an urging, he hurriedly stepped on the gravel road with small steps, but found that there were no hard feet as he imagined, but a soft piece as if he was stepping on a cotton ball. After walking a few steps and looking up, I saw an old lady coming out of the back hall, not tall, less than one meter six, wearing a dark blue placket, and a pair of hemp leggings and trousers underneath

"Is he?" Seeing that the two of them looked at each other, Wang Tiansheng nodded. Following the old lady, she trembled, turned her steps and walked in front of Wang Simiao, raised her cold and pale wrinkled hand, touched his cheek, and suddenly lowered her head and sobbed

"Oh my life! It's all fate! The old lady hurriedly pulled Wang Simiao, who looked dazed, on the mahogany chair on one side, looking at him with teary eyes

"Child, you call me grandma, but not long after you were born, your grandfather and I passed away one after another, and I didn't have time to coax you" Wang Tiansheng sighed when he heard this, took out a cigarette stick out of nowhere, lit the tobacco and smoked it

Wang Simiao's brain boomed, first thinking that this old man's family had a big business but wanted to steal food, and then the old beggar who turned out to be a human meat bun shop was his own grandfather, Mu Ne looked at the scene in front of him and didn't know how to answer for a while

"He didn't deserve to die...... Old Lady Wang heard this, she paused for a moment, and cried even more, spreading out her palms and thumbs and fingertips pinching the joints of her fingers

After a while, he turned his head to Wang Tiansheng with a serious face and said, "That day, the Yin God borrowed the way, and this child was the Heavenly Demon Lone Star and collided with the Yin God, so he was eaten soul."

Wang Tiansheng glanced at Wang Simiao, frowned and didn't speak, only to hear Mrs. Wang say again, "That day is not a ghost day, the yin god borrowed the road for no reason, it was a violation of the yin law, and he ate people's souls to cultivate his spirit, if the king of Hades knew that he would not be able to eat and walk around."

Wang Simiao was confused when she heard this, but she vaguely felt that she seemed to be a little wronged in death, and she couldn't help but feel aggrieved

Until Wang Tiansheng slowly put the cigarette stick on the table, his eyes were serious, and he said in a deep voice, "He...... It's not dead."

After a pause, he hesitated and said, "It's only the last breath that comes down, and the body still has a day of work before it can be declared dead." ”

Old Lady Wang had already stopped her tears, but when she heard this, she began to bow her head and sob, "You dead old man, what's the use of saying this." Even if the soul can be returned, it will take at least three days, besides... The ghost door will only open tomorrow, and the time to find someone to prepare something to attract souls is naturally not enough, my hard-working grandson! ”

Wang Tiansheng was a little impatient with crying, and knocked on the table twice with his palm, Wang Simiao secretly pouted, thinking that he should have come up with some attitude, and the crying was too penetrating

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang also obediently stopped, but she still twitched from time to time

"When Ming'er's rooster crows, send him to the ghost gate" Wang Tiansheng commanded in a deep voice, and took out a mirror from his arms and handed it to Wang Simiao, "Do you have any friends in the yang world, write his name and birthday, and I will send you over to see him when Ming'er is ugly."

Wang Simiao hurriedly took the mirror and nodded, wiped the mirror with his sleeve, and stuffed it into his arms like a treasure, "Can I go back if I go to him?" Being a new person? ”

Although there is nothing good about being a human being, you have to be beaten, starved and poor. But I always feel that people should live, and no matter how hard and tired they are, it is better than dying.

Wang Tiansheng hung his head and thought for a long time, and only said, "You and ask him for four thousand ingots, six catties of burning paper, a rooster, a piece of yellow paper, a ball of red thread, and liquor and cigarettes, and go east at seven o'clock in the evening, find the deepest place in the alley of the town, and inquire about a girl surnamed Lu." About... Eighteen or nineteen years old. Don't say anything else."

Wang Simiao remembered the words clearly, and her palms seemed to be cold and sweaty. I saw Wang Tiansheng pointing at Mrs. Wang and saying, "You go to make some food, I'll take this child to Lao Lu's house next to him to say something, so that he can say hello to his great-granddaughter."

Mrs. Wang hurriedly sighed twice, turned around three times in one step, and reluctantly lifted the curtain and entered the back.