03080909090909, "Xiao Ran, why are you here alone, and you still come out to play when it's raining." Beware of your grandma beating you. "Just when I was about to lose my support and had no clue, I heard the voice of Luo Guotou from the same village.

Luo Guotou, real name Luo Ziyi. Just because of the hairstyle that has been left in the shape of the pot lid, the villagers gave him the nickname Luo Guotou. He is bold and bold, and he is my best playmate on weekdays.

Luo Guotou's voice is undoubtedly a natural sound in my ears at this moment.

Because of Luo Guotou's pronunciation, the strange clucking baby voice disappeared, and the road in front of me became clear, and I got up from the ground, holding the white porcelain jar and running away.

Take a short run. My heart also calmed down a lot, and then I remembered that my grandmother had told me before, and I encountered a way to crack the wall by ghosts. Either someone else entered, or a few bits of blood coming out of their fingers.

Let's be honest. I'm very grateful to Luo Guotou, if he hadn't appeared, the situation just now would have scared me stupid.

I didn't hear Luo Guotou's footsteps coming, I turned my head to look at Luo Guotou because I was stunned by a lotus leaf on my head, and then ran back and grabbed Luo Guotou's hand and ran towards Aunt Wang's house.

Luo Guotou was pulled by me and staggered, smacking my short arms and legs I can run faster than him, seeing that my face was pale and hurried, I didn't say anything, just let me pull him with him and go to Aunt Wang's house.

Finally rushed to Aunt Wang's house, I handed the white porcelain jar to my grandmother, and I was directly limp on the ground with weak hands and feet, unable to get up.

"Grandma, what's wrong with Xiao Ran? When I saw her just now, she sat alone in the rain, shaking like chaff, and after calling her, she ran faster than a rabbit. "Luo Guotou, who came to Aunt Wang's house with me, didn't notice the strangeness of Aunt Wang, who was sitting in Aunt Wang's house at the moment, playing with beads and bracelets, and pulled a bench and sat next to me.

Hearing Luo Guotou's words, I collapsed on the ground and I didn't have the strength to argue with him, but I couldn't help but roll his eyes. You can't outrun me, you're the rabbit, okay?

"Luo Guotou, you don't go home on a rainy day, do you want to taste your father's thorn and butt again?" Grandma didn't answer Luo Guotou's question, but mentioned Uncle Luo, who Luo Guotou feared the most.

Putting the white porcelain jar on the table, my grandmother asked Aunt Wang to find a dry towel and squatted beside me to wipe my wet hair.

"Hehe, don't I have to go home, when I met Xiao Ran, I was dragged by Xiao Ran to Aunt Wang's house. Grandma, I'm home, Xiao Ranming, I'll play with you again. As soon as he heard his grandmother mention Uncle Luo, Luo Guotou immediately bounced up from the small bench and ran to his house with a smoke.

Luo Guotou left, grandma didn't say a word just wiped my hair carefully, this Aunt Wang's hall house except for the occasional sound of Aunt Wang, who was playing the pottery ball, and the sound of the torrential rain pouring down, there was no other sound.

When I came back, my grandmother didn't ask me what happened to me when I went out, but I felt as if she knew everything.

After drying my hair, my grandmother looked at Aunt Wang again: "Child, this weather is not suitable for you to find a new place to be buried, if you leave his body and go back to this porcelain jar first, and when the weather clears, I will find a good place for you." "

"I'm going back to your house." Aunt Wang, who was playing with beads and bracelets, heard her grandmother's words, tilted her head to look at her grandmother, and after thinking for a while, she made his request.

"Okay." Without the slightest hesitation, Grandma nodded and agreed to the request of the ghost of the possessed Aunt Wang.

Go to my house? Grandma just said yes? I looked at my grandmother pitifully, and when I returned to Aunt Wang's house and saw my grandmother, my heart that had finally rested on my stomach was lifted again.

However, after experiencing the ghost hitting the wall just now, I now see the ghost possessed by Aunt Wang, but I am not as scared as before.

Pulling the corner of my grandmother's clothes, I silently expressed my opposition.

Although I am no longer as scared of the ghost possession of this Aunt Wang's house as I was before, I am only afraid of Cheng Dù a little, and I am far from being afraid at all, right?

I get goosebumps when I think about a ghost going to my house with me and my grandmother.

Grandma turned around and took my hand, but did not speak, I knew that grandma's attitude was a direct rejection of my objection, and the objection was invalid.

"Son, come to the porcelain jar." Waving at Aunt Wang's house, the grandmother motioned for the ghost of Aunt Wang's family to stay in the white porcelain jar containing her ashes.

As soon as Grandma's words fell, a sudden gust of cold wind blew from Aunt Wang's position to the white porcelain jar, and Aunt Wang, who was originally standing, fell to the ground softly.

Grandma walked to Aunt Wang's side, took out the pottery ringing ball in his hand, turned around and put it into the white porcelain jar, and began to sort out the baggage she brought.

"Shen Po, what is my house? That thing? Seeing that her head fell to the ground, Aunt Wang wanted to help but didn't dare to help, so she asked her grandmother in a low voice.

"It's okay already, let you recuperate and recuperate." Grandma explained to Aunt Wang while packing up her baggage.

After listening to her grandmother's words, Aunt Wang was very grateful to her grandmother and promised not to be greedy in the future. Finding an umbrella for her grandmother, Aunt Wang hurriedly helped up Aunt Wang, who was awake and dazed at this time.

Grandma held an umbrella and took me back to our small courtyard with the baggage, took out the white porcelain jar from the baggage, and then lit three incense sticks and erected it in front of the white porcelain jar.

My grandmother boiled water for me to take a shower and change out of my muddy clothes, and I followed her throughout the whole process.

Thinking about a ghost staying in my own home, I feel so cautious.

After dinner, the rain still didn't stop, so I climbed into bed early and nestled in my grandmother's arm so that I felt steady.

Grandma gently stroked my hair and reminded me of wanting me to inherit her mantle.

My grandmother has mentioned to me more than once that I should inherit her mantle and follow her to learn skills, but I have rejected them because I don't believe that there are really ghosts in this world.

Today's encounter made me have to believe that there are real ghosts in this world, and my original belief that I am not a Yin person was shaken.

"Xiao Ran, in fact, you are a great luck in misfortune as a Yin Yuan person. Inheriting the mantle of grandma, these ghosts are not to be feared. Gently patting my back, my grandmother's voice was smiling.

I looked up at my grandmother, how did I always feel that what I was going through was exactly what my grandmother wanted? Is this a pro-grandma?

"Is grandma really right? Inherit the mantle of grandma, so that you can not be afraid of ghosts? "At a young age, I don't know what my grandmother meant by inheriting her mantle, but she accurately grasped the point that I was most concerned about.

"Of course. What I inherited from the Yin Luo Sect is Yuan Tiangang's ancestor Yin Yang Technique, what are the ghosts afraid of? Seeing me staring at my grandmother closely, the smile on her lips increased.

"It sounds like it's amazing, I learned from my grandmother." I don't know which Master Yuan Tiangang is, and I don't know if the Yin and Yang Technique is really as powerful as my grandmother said, I just want to inherit my grandmother's mantle at the moment, as long as I can not be afraid of ghosts.

Look at me, my grandmother told me that I pay a lot of attention to the Yin Luo Sect apprenticeship, and she will prepare for me after I get up tomorrow, so that I can go to bed early.

Listening to my grandmother's nursery rhymes in the crook of my grandmother's arms, I quickly fell asleep with physical and mental exhaustion.

In my sleep, I once again came to the place where I had been hit by a ghost this afternoon. The strange sound of giggling baby laughter filled my ears and made me shudder.

Who's going to help me? The feeling of helplessness and panic spread in my heart, and I looked around.

The dim sky, the pouring rain, against this background, I saw countless faint figures wandering around me, and the giggling laughter came from these faint figures.

These faint figures were all small, like the size of a baby in the village who had just walked. These faint figures, all of them with their feet on the ground, wandered around me and tried to pounce on my body, but as soon as they got close, they were bounced out.

This situation makes me tremble, these faint figures I see are all ghosts, right? The ghost in the golden urn not far away?

I wanted to run with my legs, but my feet were like nails in place, and I couldn't move for half a minute.

Seeing the waves of ghosts being bounced off as soon as they approached me, and then unwillingly pounced, I was dripping with cold sweat and torrential rain.

I raised my hand to wipe my eyes, and suddenly noticed that those pale figures retreated as soon as they encountered the red rope with copper coins tied by my grandmother at their wrists.

Are these ghosts afraid of this red rope? Such a discovery shook my spirit.

I can't move, but my body can move. I waved the red rope in my hand towards the pale figures who rushed towards me. For a while, none of those shallow figures dared to approach my body, but none of them left to surround me from afar. Private co-talent.

I'm eight years old, and my body is limited. It didn't take much effort, and I was so tired and out of breath that I didn't even have the strength to lift my arms.

Seeing that I no longer waved the red rope on my wrist, those faint figures who had surrounded me from afar and had never left all rushed towards my body.

Ahh

Through the dim light of the kerosene lamp at the head of the bed, which had not yet been extinguished, I saw the familiar scene of the house, and my grandmother was lying next to me sleeping soundly.

It turned out to be a nightmare? I let out a sigh of relief, raised my hand to wipe the dense sweat on my forehead, and looked at the red rope with copper coins that my grandmother had tied to me at my wrist in the afternoon.

Is it this extremely ordinary-looking red rope that terrifies the ghost and allows me to escape the end of being possessed by the ghost?

I was very thirsty, and seeing my grandmother's sweet sleep, I hesitated, but decided to get out of bed and pour water to drink.

I crawled around my grandmother to the side of the bed and got out of bed, and I was horrified to find that there was a child of three or four years old, dressed in ancient clothes, who was lying on the ground playing with a pair of pottery balls.