Daddy got up directly from the ground, he clenched his fists tightly and said, "Alas...... I really didn't expect it to be like this, Li Qingzhen deserves to be Li Aiguo's son! ”

"Li Qing, he ...... Isn't he dead? I asked, the experience still very clear in my mind, lying in a pool of blood.

"It's not that simple, it's me who underestimated this Li Qing, Fanwa, if you look back and take a closer look, you must think you killed Li Qing, right?" My dad said, and he motioned for me to turn back.

I turned my head to look, and all of a sudden, I was shocked.

I saw a paper figure lying in the middle of my yard with a shovel stuck in his neck, and the paper figure was very realistic, but even if it was realistic, it was definitely a paper figure at a glance.

Shouldn't it be Li Qing?

And at this time, I also suddenly thought that I was slashed by Li Qing's dagger just now, and the wound on my arm was quite deep, but now I woke up without pain. I rolled up my sleeves, and there was no scar at all, even my clothes were fine.

Could it be that the experience just now was another dream, but until now I feel a lot of pain in the back of my head, and it is clear that someone knocked me from behind and fainted.

I suddenly remembered my father's "not good" just now, and immediately rushed towards my house. Unlike my previous memory, the door was not locked at all, and when I entered the house, my heart sank.

The black jar I had placed on the box was gone.

The black jar was really taken away, and it must have been Li Qing who took the black jar. He used the paper figure technique to confuse me and my father, and then, he sneaked into my house and stole the black jar.

This should be the most reasonable explanation, I really don't know how Li Qing did it.

"Dad, my grandfather's jar is gone!" I came out of the house and said.

"It seems that it is really him, but if it is him, then it is true!" Daddy said slowly, his face was not surprised, but it seemed that everything was expected by him.

The jar was stolen, Li Qing must have used Li Aiguo's soul to resurrect Li Aiguo, Li Qing plus Li Aiguo, isn't my dad a little worried?

"Dad, the black jar was taken away by Li Qing, aren't you worried?" I really can't understand my father's relaxation, I always feel that my father has some plans, but I don't know the bottom of my heart.

"What's there to worry about, since everything has been taken away, your father and I can't do anything, but, Fanwa, don't worry, you think your grandfather's things are so easy to deal with?" Daddy looked mysterious when he spoke.

I suddenly realized, that's right, that jar was made by my grandfather, not to mention that it was Li Aiguo's soul sealed inside, it must not be simple.

Dad turned around and patted me on the shoulder, he said: "The jars are all fired by your grandfather himself, do you think Li Qing will be so easy to rescue the soul of Li Aiguo, look, when the day dawns, you go to the school to see that there should be results." ”

Dad is not worried about the black altar, but I am a little worried, Dad has always been mysterious, and he doesn't tell me what is so special about the black jar, if Li Qingzhen has a way to open my grandfather's jar, wouldn't it be unimaginable?

My heart still hangs in the air, but I can only wait for dawn.

When I got back to the house, I went to open the box again, and my grandfather's cigarette pouch and pot and the grandfather's secret book were all there. Wu Jiuye and his gang came here to get my grandfather's cigarette pouch pot, but I never understood what secrets were hidden in this cigarette pouch pot.

It was almost dawn, and I didn't feel sleepy, so I lay on the bed and looked at the cigarette pouch and pot for a while, put it away, and then took out the secret book of my grandfather.

Last night's experience, although not real, still made my heart palpitate.

I know that it is an illusion used by Li Qing, not true, but I always feel that maybe one day I will face such a situation, if I am still as incompetent and wasteful as now, how can I save my father, how can I protect this family, or protect Yangjiazhuang?

I opened the book again, and the words in the secret book were all in traditional Chinese, but after reading through it last time, I basically used the dictionary to translate it.

However, I had no idea what these words meant.

The combination of some unrelated words is really a headache. I really admire my grandfather, he can comprehend such a book.

Even so, I forced myself to hold the book and see the dawn, and there is a saying that is good, read the book a hundred times and see its meaning, I still believe this.

The morning sun was shining all over the courtyard, and after breakfast, everything seemed to be back to normal, so I packed up the textbooks for class and headed for the village west elementary school. Miao Xiaoyu's side, I'm still going to let her rest for a few more days.

Along the way, I was thinking about what happened last night, first I dreamed of being pinched by Li Aiguo, and then, Miao Xiaoyu appeared and saved me. It was a dream, but I don't think it's that simple.

And I also think that Miao Xiaoyu is so similar to Lin Xiaowei, or so similar to Mrs. Yang, all of this is definitely not accidental. It's just that I don't have enough clues right now, so I can't figure out the connection.

I suspected that Lin Xiaowei was Miao Xiaoyu before, but I still haven't been able to figure it out whether it's or not. But this kind of thing, even if I asked her, she would definitely deny it, otherwise she would not have to hide it.

Distracted along the way, I soon arrived at school.

My dad said that I would come to the school at dawn, but what did he want me to see?

Miao Xiaoyu rested, I had two classes in the morning, but according to the arrangement, the first session was Li Qing's. I didn't go to the office, but went straight to the classroom, and the first class started at eight o'clock, and now it's half past eight, and there is no one on the podium.

If everything is normal, Li Qing will definitely not fail to come to class.

I was standing outside the classroom, and a child ran out and said, "Teacher Yang, Teacher Li left a note on the podium, saying that he was not feeling well today, and let us study on our own." ”

The kid said and handed me the note, I asked him to go back and review the previous lesson, and then, looking at the note, it was indeed Li Qing's handwriting.

It seems that he really didn't come today, is it really as my dad expected, something happened to him?

Li Qing's house is in the room on the other side of the school, next to the school's backyard. I left the teaching materials in my office and walked towards the courtyard.

The door of Li Qing's house was closed, and even the glass windows were pasted with newspapers.

What's going on?

I walked towards the door of his house, and as soon as I reached the door, I felt a chill, I took a deep breath, calmed down, and reached out and knocked on the door.

There was no response inside, but I had a hunch that Li Qing must be there.

I reached out and knocked on the door again, and this time, I asked directly, "Mr. Li, are you there?" ”

"Yes...... Teacher Yang, here you are! Li Qing finally responded, he coughed twice, and continued: "Teacher Yang, I'm really sorry, I'm not feeling well today, and I hope Teacher Yang can help with the children's classes." ”

His tone was kind, but also a little weak.

Was it really said by my father, and was hurt by my grandfather's black jar?

"My grandfather used to be a village doctor, and my grandmother also knows a little, why don't I take you to my house and ask my grandmother to get you some Chinese herbs or something?" I said to Li Qing in the house, in fact, I was tempting, if he was fine, he would definitely not refuse my help. After all, in our village, there is no village clinic or anything, and if the villagers have a minor illness or something, most of my family's herbal medicines can be cured to get rid of the disease, and the villagers know this, and Li Qing should also know it.

Li Qing didn't answer immediately, but I heard footsteps, and after a while, the door creaked open.

This surprised me a little, Li Qing wrapped himself in the quilt, he coughed and said: "Teacher Yang, I appreciate your kindness, I have my own cold medicine, and I will be fine after a day or two." ”

His face was pale, and he did look sickly.

In between my conversations, I looked into his house, but he had put the window shut, and there was no light on inside, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

He stood at the door and didn't bother to let me in, so I let him continue to rest, and I went back to the teacher's office. As soon as I got home at noon, my father pulled me to my room and asked, "What's the matter, have you found anything?" ”

I shook my head and told him what I had been going through, and Daddy was lost in thought.

"It seems that it's not time yet!" My dad said.

"What?" I couldn't understand what was hidden in my father's eyes.

"Wait!" Daddy patted me on the shoulder, and then he went out.