My heart tightened, what's the situation? The little boy in the ward was still sleeping just now, why did he suddenly disappear now?

Could it be that everything I saw just now was an illusion!?

I jerked my head back. The moment I turned around, I felt a violent ghostly aura coming from upstairs.

That ghost aura is the ghost aura I just felt downstairs! The platform is carrying the soil.

I jerked upstairs. Intuition sues me as I see. It's definitely not the same as the real thing!

This building is eighteen floors high, I ran all the way up, I felt that the ghost aura just now was emitted from the roof of the building, just ran to the eighteenth floor, I saw the old lady holding the child towards me, followed by the young woman.

There is no ghost aura on her.

I felt it carefully, and the ghostly aura I felt just now was gone.

"What did you just do!"

"I didn't do anything, the child was bleeding a little, so I carried him upstairs to blow the wind."

She said calmly, her face full of tiredness.

As soon as she said this, I remembered that I did see a blood stain on the bed just now, and it turned out that the child was bleeding, and I also knew a little about leukemia, if there was a little bleeding. The blood will keep flowing. Even the doctor didn't have a good way to make her an old lady stop the bleeding! And it's very fast!

"You are the messenger."

I stopped her and didn't let her go, I was already sure by this time that I had felt the powerful ghostly aura just now. It must have been her who sent it!

"I'm not."

She replied calmly and wanted to take a detour, but I stopped her again.

"You misunderstood me, I didn't want to go down with you to be an official, it's just that it's too chaotic in Beijing now, if you are a messenger, I want you to stand up and say something, now there are fake messengers making trouble, and there are still many Taoist priests catching ghost soldiers. We need you! ”

I'm telling the truth, it's not just me, we all need her, and she, the real messenger, stands up and says something.

"One, I'm not a messenger. Two, even if I am, I don't have time to talk. I'm going to see my grandson. ”

She turned her head and walked in the other direction, the stairs of the hospital were all connected, and she could go downstairs from that side, but she couldn't take the elevator.

I stood there alone, I couldn't stop her reason, yes, she wanted to see her grandson, I don't know how she met this little child, how she recognized him as my grandson. But I can understand how much a grandmother loves her grandson, even more than her own life.

I don't know how I got back, all the way my mind drifted to my grandmother, thinking about how good my grandmother was to me when I was a child, and when I got back to the basement, the black widow asked me if I had found the messenger, and I said maybe I found it, maybe I didn't.

After I told her about it, she was also stunned, no one would have thought that the person who was most likely the messenger would not want to do the messenger's thing. But that's fine, at least we'll have a little longer left. And if the old lady takes care of her grandson's affairs and wants to choose someone to go down with her, it is very likely that she will choose me.

I gave her 2.5 million yuan!

The black widow was still thinking about how to help the old lady heal her grandson, but I had already started to pack my things, and when I packed up my things and told them that I was going back to my hometown, they were all stunned.

I've had the idea of going back to my hometown for a long time, but I haven't dared to think about it for the past few days because of the matter of looking for the messenger, and now that I find that the messenger has no intention of doing the messenger's thing, I have decided to do something that I have long wanted to do.

Big head drove, after the two of us went out, the big head still didn't understand why I had to drive back to my hometown so late, and I didn't tell him, I leaned on the back seat of the car alone, thinking about a mystery in my heart.

Ever since I knew that this gray fairy was not the ancestral master, I wanted to go home. Especially when I talked to the spirits for a while, and when I asked them who the two jars under my milk bed were, they didn't speak, which strengthened my determination to go back.

When I was thirteen years old, I noticed that there were two identical jars under the head of my mother's bed (see Chapter 1 for details), and when I returned to my hometown and found the evil spirit, I opened all the jars, but the two jars could not be opened.

A series of recent events have made me question my identity, the pale-faced young man saying that I am a demon, that I have no ghosts, and that the fake messenger has a special reaction to me, and even worse, I can't remember what my own surname is.

The reason why I wanted to go back and see those two jars was because I vividly remember that when I first returned to the village, the two identical jars were brand new and came back with me from outside!

My mom and dad died in a car accident, is it possible that the jar was inside

I don't have a grandmother anymore, and my attachment to my parents has increased a lot, but I found that my memory and impression of my parents is not very deep, and I rushed back tonight to see those two jars with my own eyes, no matter what the result is, but my heart is sick.

And I always wondered in my heart, why couldn't I find a way to save my parents when my grandmother's skills were so high at that time? It's okay to turn my parents into spirits, at least they can talk to me. But my milk never mentioned it, not only my milk, but even those fierce spirits, when I asked about it, no one said anything.

Datou drove very fast, before dawn, we returned to the village, in order not to let the sound of the car alarm the neighbors, I asked Datou to park the car at the entrance of the village, the two of us walked back on foot, over the wall into the yard.

As soon as I returned to the small courtyard of my grandmother's house, I felt a little sad in my heart, things were not for everyone, and the small courtyard was full of snow and dust, a desolate scene.

Walked outside my milk house, opened the door, I let the big head stay outside, and I walked in by myself.

Lighting the kerosene lamp, I saw a house full of, and the last time I came, the spirits had broken all their own jars in order to tell me that they wanted to go to the city with me. The room was full of tiles, and I slowly walked to the bedside, and the two jars were still there.

Seeing the two jars, I felt kind again, and I reached out to open them, but I still couldn't open them.

No matter how much I use the ghost energy, those two canisters just won't open.

I really couldn't help it, I moved the two jars out, and the big head saw me move the two jars out of the house and asked me what's wrong, and I said you don't care, just help me move them to the car.

The two of us moved one by one, and carried the jars from home to the car like carrying antiques, and I came back to clean the yard, locked the courtyard door again, and then returned to the car, and drove back to Beijing.

On the way, I have a lot of thoughts, and every time I stick on these two jars, I always feel very kind, what are the contents of these two jars? Will it be my parents? I can't wait to find out the truth.

After returning to Beijing, Lin Nuan and the others were very curious when they saw that I had moved these two jars, and they came over to take a look. I summoned the spirits and asked them where the two jars came from.

The old lady on crutches sighed as soon as she saw the two jars.

"Xiao'er, it's not that we don't tell you. We don't know what's going on. We're afraid we'll make a mistake with you and get you in trouble. ”

I said it's okay, you can tell me as much as you know, I don't blame you.

The old lady with crutches glanced at the old man with a tumor, the old man nodded, and the old lady with a crutch sighed heavily and slowly talked to me.

She said that when I was thirteen years old, my grandmother brought me back, and at the same time, she also brought back these two jars that were exactly the same, and although they were all practicing in the jars at that time, they were sometimes able to come out of the jars and move in my milk house, so they were interested in these two jars, and while my grandmother was away, they all came out, came near the two jars, and knocked on them, trying to call out the spirits in the jars.

But after three knocks, there was still no movement in the jar.