Dad's words made me feel surprised, or my dad thought it through, Wu Jiuye was originally good at feng shui, and it was not difficult to find a fast cemetery.

Grandpa was also very accomplished in yin-yang art during his lifetime, and I never knew how deep his true level was. Therefore, the cemetery he showed himself before he died must be a treasure of feng shui, the kind that can prosper future generations. Feng Shui metaphysics is the same inside and out, whether it is the Hetuluo Book or the Yin and Yang Bagua, they all follow certain rules. Therefore, grandpa can use his method to find the treasure of feng shui, and Wu Jiuye will definitely use this to find my grandfather's grave.

Wu Jiuye is definitely not an ordinary person, and it is only a matter of time before he finds his grandfather's grave.

If the cigarette pouch pot is placed in Grandpa's coffin, it will be taken by Wu Jiuye sooner or later. So, my dad made the right decision, and I suddenly felt more and more admiration for my dad.

"Dad, what is the use of my grandfather's cigarette pouch and pot, why does that Wu Jiuye also want to get it?" I wondered, because I couldn't tell anything special from this cigarette pouch pot, which was one of my most curious questions.

The whole body is made of brass, and the filter at the back is estimated to be worth a little money, judging from the texture, it should be a piece of yellow dragon jade with gold sand. Other than that, there's nothing special.

My dad just shook his head at this time, and he said: "I also want to know this, but your grandfather didn't tell me, he has also passed away now, and now the only person in this world who knows the truth about this cigarette bag pot is probably that Wu Jiuye, but we can't take the cigarette bag and pot to ask that Wu Jiuye, right?" ”

Ask Wu Jiuye if that is not a self-throwing net, then it must not be.

Even my dad didn't know, and my grandfather didn't tell me about the special features of this cigarette pouch pot when he dreamed, he just said that the cigarette pouch pot was very important and should never be known to outsiders.

"Could it have something to do with the spring pool behind our village elementary school?" I tentatively asked my father, but I thought that my father might know something, and he might be hiding it from me.

"I don't know about this, your grandfather didn't mention it to me." Daddy replied.

"Dad, what's down there?" I asked, Daddy went down once, but I didn't think that Daddy only saw the roots and strips of cloth that time, there must be something else.

Daddy looked at me, but didn't speak.

"Dad, didn't you teach me that the walls that my grandfather built in the backyard of the elementary school are actually a specially designed feng shui pattern, are the things still there?" I asked.

"Fanwa ......"

Daddy's voice stopped here, and he suddenly looked towards the door of my house.

And while my dad was talking, there was a very light footstep outside. My father walked towards the door with very light steps, and said to me, "It is indeed a feng shui pattern designed by your grandfather, but it is just yang house feng shui, nothing special......"

When Dad said this, he had already walked to the door, he opened the door suddenly, and Miao Xiaoyu was standing there outside the door, her face was full of surprise, and the moment the door was opened, she was stunned.

My dad frowned, and at that moment, there was a gleam in his eyes.

He raised his hand slowly, that kind of fine light was terrifying, the last time he saw his father's eyes was when the father of the brigade was about to chop Li Aiguo off with a knife.

He wants to do something to Miao Xiaoyu?

Miao Xiaoyu was completely stunned, she stood at my door, motionless.

"Dad, don't!" I immediately shouted.

I was really taken aback by my dad's reaction, and I immediately rushed over and grabbed my dad's hand tightly, and he looked at me, and then slowly lowered his hand.

Daddy took a deep breath, I stared at Daddy's eyes, his eyes softened slightly, and he said, "Teacher Miao, it's not early, go and rest!" ”

At this time, Miao Xiaoyu gradually came back to her senses, she immediately nodded, and trotted all the way back to her house.

"Fanwa, you can sleep too!" Daddy said.

"Dad, Xiaoyu, she's not a bad person, don't ......" I whispered, although my father stopped just now, I was still very worried.

"I know, but you should also know how many people died in our village ten years ago!" After Daddy finished speaking, he left, leaving me behind, and his heart was still hanging in the air.

To be honest, I'm really afraid that my father will get up in the middle of the night and kill Miao Xiaoyu, my father is a person who doesn't talk much, but he will never be soft when facing some things.

It was another night, and I didn't feel sleepy at all.

I had to look at the window almost every once in a while, and I would wake up at the slightest movement in the courtyard. It wasn't until dawn that I gradually relaxed when I saw Miao Xiaoyu coming out of the house.

However, at the same time, I can't understand why Miao Xiaoyu is eavesdropping outside my house, and what did my grandfather find when he looked into her house that night?

Yesterday my grandfather was at the funeral, lightning and rainstorm, and this morning the sky was clear.

After the torrential rain last night, almost all the flowers in the village have fallen, and they look a little miserable, as if they are mourning my grandfather.

For the time being, I can't go to the children because of the funeral, which is the rule in the countryside, and I can't go until at least after the first seven days. For example, on the morning of my grandfather's funeral, I went to call Zhu Danian, and I absolutely couldn't enter the door, so I could only shout outside and wait for people to come out.

Therefore, Miao Xiaoyu has always been the only one in the school, but she likes children very much, I watched from a distance outside, I don't know why, just staring at her like that, my heart unconsciously fluttered.

Wu Jiuye and the others also left Yangjiazhuang in the morning.

However, my father said that they must not have left yet, but only out of our sight.

On the seventh day of my grandfather's death, there was a saying in the countryside called the first seven, and the first seven returned to the night. After going through so many things, I believe that there must be a soul, not to mention, I have even seen the soul of Zhu Heiwa and so on.

So, when I was free, I asked my father, and I said, "Dad, will my grandfather come back tonight?" ”

Dad was stunned by my question, and he said, "Yes, today is your grandfather's first seventh, but your grandfather is different from everyone else, he won't come back!" ”

"Why?" I asked.

"It's nothing, not everyone will come back to their souls when they die, okay, let's rest early!" Daddy went back to the house by himself after speaking, and it was not too early for this point.

Lying in my own bed, I couldn't fall asleep, and I always felt as if there was something hidden in my father's answer.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that I gradually felt sleepy.

"Fanwazi!"

Suddenly a voice came from my ear, I was about to fall asleep, this voice made me stunned, suddenly, there was a layer of goosebumps, I sat up with a pout.

I swallowed and immediately looked around.

There was no one in the room, and the voice just now was so distant and old that my scalp tingled when I heard it, where did that sound come from?

I thought carefully about the voice just now, and the kind of address to me, could it be my grandfather?

I was thinking about it when I heard the voice outside.

"Fanwazi ......"

It was so old that it felt like it was coming out of my throat, and it sounded extremely uncomfortable. However, I also heard a little bit of grandpa's timbre in that voice.

Could it really be that grandpa is back?

Hearing this voice in the middle of the night, saying that I am not afraid, it is a lie, and the cold sweat on my back is falling layer by layer. I made a closer look, and found that the voice was coming from outside.

Today is the first seven soul nights, and the door is usually opened at home to let the souls of relatives go home. However, my father just went to close the door, and he said that he would never come back.

Won't come back, what's out there?

I took a deep breath, got dressed, and crept over to my window to look out, the courtyard was empty and I could see anything.

And at this time, another sentence came from outside: "Fanwazi, open the door!" ”

The voice sounded weak, and the lifeless feeling was truly terrifying.

However, if it is really grandpa who comes back, what if he has anything to explain? When I thought of this, I gritted my teeth and quietly opened the door and walked towards the courtyard.

I walked towards the gate, and the closer I got to the gate, the more I felt a gust of wind rushing from the direction of the gate, like a slippery and cold little snake rubbing on the neck, which made people very uncomfortable.