Dad was stunned when he heard my question, he stopped, looked back at me and said, "When your grandfather did that thing ten years ago, no one said anything, of course I don't know what was in it!" ”

I thought he knew about Daddy's deep expression just now, but I was disappointed to give such an answer.

"Dad, you really don't know?" I asked, I don't believe he doesn't know anything, and if he doesn't know anything, how dare he let me go to that place to pick up something?

I was a little skeptical, but Daddy shook his head, but I noticed some waves on his face, and he seemed to think of something.

"Fanwa, my father really doesn't know about this, if it weren't for your uncle ten years ago who saw your grandfather go over to bury something, I wouldn't dare to rush to the deserted grave in the bamboo forest......" Dad said slowly, he thought as he spoke, as if he had thought of something important, so he didn't continue.

I continued to ask, but my father looked left and right, but suddenly stopped talking, and he told me to go home first.

Not only Daddy, but even I felt something strange at this time, I felt as if someone was watching us. Daddy's consideration is right, and such a question is indeed not suitable for talking here.

With Daddy, the two of us quickened our pace all the way home.

After I got home, my dad directly tied the door from the inside, and my grandmother asked us what we were doing, and my dad said that there was nothing wrong, so he pulled me into my house.

He also closed the door to my house, and in broad daylight, I always had a strange feeling doing such a thing.

It wasn't until the door was closed that my dad breathed a sigh of relief, he looked at me and said, "When I came out of the bamboo forest just now, someone was following us all the time!" ”

"Who is it?" Actually, the feeling of being followed is obvious, and I can feel it.

"I don't know, it's definitely not a good kind to be sneaky!" Daddy said that there was something strange in his eyes as he spoke, and I knew he was suspicious.

"Dad, isn't it Li Qing?" I asked directly.

Dad was stunned, he looked back at me and said, "I think it might be him, he should want to get this jar." Fanwa, think about it, if it is Li Qing who harms people, after he harms people, he makes some illusions and puts the corpse in the deserted grave in the east of the village, creates the illusion of ghost killing, and then leads us over, the final result is that we take out this jar, what is Li Qing going to do? ”

Daddy's mind jumped a little fast, but I was able to keep up quickly. I repeated what he said in my head.

first used Wang Gen and those people to clear his suspicions, and then killed people and blamed the head of the desolate grave in the bamboo forest. In fact, harming others is definitely not his goal, it is his goal to get something.

"He wants this jar?" Thinking of this, I asked.

"That's right, he really wants to get this jar, so nine times out of ten, it was Li Qing who followed us all the way just now. He is Li Aiguo's son, think about what it will be here? "Daddy kept asking questions, and it felt a bit like when he forced me to do math problems when I was a kid.

It's such a big jar, and I can't think of anything in it.

I shook my head and said I really don't know, my grandfather buried it, and Li Aiguo's son wanted it, and there doesn't seem to be any intersection between these two conditions.

"Inside the altar is Li Aiguo!" Daddy said lightly.

I was in a hurry to come back just now, and before I could put down the jar in my hand, my father suddenly said this, and I was so frightened that the jar in my hand almost fell to the ground.

"What? Li Aiguo? "I was surprised, I couldn't understand what my father meant, how could such a small jar fit Li Aiguo?

My voice was a little loud, and my father lost his color, and immediately covered my mouth, and he went to the window and looked out, and closed the curtains of my house.

It was daytime, but after the curtains were closed, my room was gloomy, and with what my father had just said, I felt a little chill in my back.

Dad took a deep breath, and he said, "This is just my speculation, Li Aiguo's body was burned by that fire." What I just said is actually Li Aiguo's soul, do you remember your grandfather's black gold dagger? ”

Of course, I remember that at the last moment, with the help of Uncle Godan, Grandpa completely killed Li Aiguo with that black gold dagger and saved Yangjiazhuang.

Ten years ago, I was still fresh in my mind, and I asked, "What's the connection?" ”

"The black gold dagger in your grandfather's hand can capture people's souls, no matter what level of cultivation the other party has, as long as they break through the opponent's eyebrows, they can absorb the soul. Your grandfather used a black gold dagger to take away Li Aiguo's soul and save the entire Yangjiazhuang, but later, his black gold dagger disappeared. If I'm not mistaken, it is the black gold dagger that your grandfather sealed into this jar, and of course it is also the soul of Li Aiguo! Daddy explained.

"Is it really Li Aiguo's soul?" I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I always feel that this jar suddenly became cold, and the coldness spread all over my body along my hands, and I instantly had goosebumps all over my body.

"This is just your father's speculation, whether it is or not, only your grandfather himself knows. Your grandfather is cautious, he will not say this kind of thing, and when your uncle saw him digging and burying things, it must not be accidental, maybe it was also calculated by your grandfather in advance. ”

I nodded, feeling like this was really the case, grandpa was so strict in his work, if he really didn't want to be known, he could definitely do it without knowing it.

I suddenly had this feeling, my grandfather went, but there are traces of my grandfather everywhere in Yangjiazhuang.

Speaking of which, I suddenly thought of Mrs. Yang whom I had met not long ago. I used to think she was a big devil, but that experience completely subverted my previous opinion, and it also completely subverted the story that my grandfather told before.

"Dad, who the hell is Mrs. Yang?" I asked.

Hearing this question, my father smiled a little, and he said: "She is actually also a benefactor of Yangjiazhuang, you must not understand the stories that your grandfather will tell you in the future, right?" ”

I immediately nodded and said, "Yes, my grandfather deposited things with her and asked people to help, but he made up such a story for others, is it really appropriate for him to do that?" ”

The smile on Daddy's face became a little mysterious, and he said, "Do you remember what Daddy said to you ten years ago, you have to believe your grandfather at any time!" Your grandfather did have his own hardships in doing that, Fanwa, think about it, in the past ten years, how many people have dared to approach that desolate grave? ”

Dad's words woke me up in an instant, and I suddenly realized.

Yes, the stories made up by Grandpa were actually to create a terrifying atmosphere for the deserted grave on the other side of the bamboo forest, so that the villagers did not dare to approach. A few years ago, tomb robbing was prevalent, and when I was out to school, I saw on the Internet that in some places, tomb robbers were so bold that after robbing the tomb, they used human bones to put the word tomb robbery at the entrance of the cave to show their arrogance.

The bamboo forest is a large tomb during the Song Dynasty, and many people think that there may be treasures inside. In fact, a few years ago, some people did come to our village to pay attention to the deserted grave, but my grandfather's words were very popular in the village, and those people only dared to look at it from a distance, and the deserted grave has been fine to this day.

"The identity of this Mrs. Yang is quite mysterious, I really don't know the specifics, your grandfather also mentioned a little bit before. Your grandfather said that she is actually also from the Yang family, and her name may be misleading to you. Daddy said slowly.

"Her name?" I question.

"That's right, Madame Yang is her name." Daddy replied, his answer reminded me of some things, when I met Mrs. Yang, I asked her who she was, and her answer was indeed the three words "Mrs. Yang", no one would call Mrs. Yang that way.

Having said that, the doubts in my heart have indeed been solved a lot, and my father breathed a sigh of relief, and when he walked to the door and was about to open the door, he turned around and said, "Put the jar away!" ”

I nodded immediately, and after eating, I went to Miao Xiaoyu's house to chat with her for a while. After a day's rest, she didn't have to face the gossip of the villagers, and her condition was much better.

At about eight or nine o'clock in the evening, I was about to go back to bed, and just got up to leave, she grabbed my hand.