Xiaolongbao vented her mood after "bustling", and her mood recovered, after all, she was about to catch up with Xixi to the extent that she had no heart and lungs.

"Hmph, it's really a lie!" After speaking, she uninstalled the Zongheng app from her phone.

Then I turned on the computer, clicked on the game of Jian San, and began to gallop in the world of the game.

"Didi!"

Suddenly, the phone rang, Xiaolongbao picked it up and took a look, it turned out to be the news of the blind date network, and she hadn't had time to delete the app.

In fact, when the vertical and horizontal app was deleted at that time, I also planned to delete the app of this blind date network. However, when my hand clicked on the icon above, I hesitated.

Xiaolongbao clicked on the dialog box and found that it was a chat message from "Xiaolongren".

"Xiao Long Bao, you haven't deleted me yet?" (*^^*)"

"Hehe, I forgot about it, but now that you reminded me, I'll delete it right away (^)"

"Ya Yan Butterfly o (><) o don't delete me, okay?

"Okay, I'll give you one more chance (^)"

"It's like this... I said, don't call me crazy!"

"I try (^)"

"I've hit an evil spirit... My grandpa turned into a chair oo"

"Nani?"

Xiaolongren, that is, Zhu Xiaolong's grandfather, passed away last month.

Grandpa Zhu is 89 years old and is about to turn 90 years old, but the old man had a heart attack and passed away.

Grandpa Zhu's health is very good, except that his lungs are not very good, and he has a little high blood pressure and high blood lipids, he has no heart disease and no other serious diseases. Therefore, Grandpa Zhu's death from a heart attack is actually quite strange.

However, the doctor also said that the elderly are getting older, and their heart function is slowly declining, so it is possible that they were stimulated by something to cause heart disease.

The family can still accept the doctor's statement, after all, the old man is indeed very old, and he has lived alone in the countryside for a long time, and many things are not clear to them.

Therefore, after the family returned to the countryside and held a funeral for Grandpa Zhu, they sealed the old house where Grandpa Zhu lived, and the things inside were not moved, but were placed there as they were, only covered with a dust cloth, wanting to keep a memory.

However, when Zhu Xiaolong returned to his house in Rongcheng, he found that his grandfather's favorite chair made of Hainan pineapple wood appeared in the living room of the family.

He clearly remembered that his family had never touched the things in the old mansion, so why did this chair appear here?

Zhu Xiaolong was puzzled for a while, so he stepped forward and touched the armrest of the chair, then carefully looked at the carvings on it, and touched the smooth chair surface, and finally determined that this chair was the one from his grandfather's old house.

"Stinky boy, touch around, want to eat your grandfather's tofu?" Just when Zhu Xiaolong was puzzled, he suddenly heard his grandfather's voice.

"Grandpa?" Zhu Xiaolong panicked for a while, and looked around the house, where was there a grandfather?

"It must be an auditory hallucination..."Zhu Xiaolong felt that he must have missed his grandfather too much, so he had auditory hallucinations.

Because he was busy with the funeral, Zhu Xiaolong didn't bother to rest well, and went to sleep after a simple wash, putting aside the problem of the chair for the time being.

"Xiaolong! Xiaolong..."When he was sleeping in a daze, Zhu Xiaolong suddenly heard his grandfather calling himself.

"Grandpa?" Zhu Xiaolong slowly opened his eyes and found that his grandfather was sitting on the chair, looking at him sadly.

"Xiaolong, grandpa is sad this time. Grandpa shook his head and said.

"What's the matter, grandpa?" Zhu Xiaolong thought to himself, you are all dead, how can you not be sad?

Zhu Xiaolong sat up, ready to get out of bed, so that he could go to his grandfather's side, and then touch it again

Once grandpa's white beard, I heard grandpa scold himself for "stinky boy" again.

"Don't come here, don't get out of bed!" exclaimed Grandpa.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Grandpa couldn't let him get out of bed, and Zhu Xiaolong didn't dare to get out of bed.

"Hey...," Grandpa sighed and said, "I've become this chair... People are not shemales, they are not demons..."

As soon as Zhu Xiaolong wanted to ask what was going on, he suddenly woke up, and then found that his forehead was covered with sweat.

He wiped his sweat and immediately got out of bed and went straight to the living room, where he found that the chair was still there.

In my dream just now, the chair was obviously in the bedroom, why did it come to the living room again?

Zhu Xiaolong walked to the chair suspiciously, touched the armrest, and then sat down.

"Stinky boy, you're sitting on my head!" As soon as his butt touched the chair, he heard his grandfather's scolding.

"Grandpa?" Zhu Xiaolong immediately stood up, looked around, and found that there was nothing abnormal, so he sat back again.

"You said don't sit on my head, you dare to sit on your grandfather's head!" Grandpa's voice came again, accompanied by a force from the chair.

"Bang!"

That force bounced Zhu Xiaolong out of his chair and threw him to the ground.

Zhu Xiaolong sat on the ground, turned his head to look at the chair in horror, and asked weakly, "Are you grandpa?"

"Hey.. Didn't I give you a dream? Tell you that I became a chair, why don't you believe it?" Grandpa's voice came again.

This time, Zhu Xiaolong was able to determine that the source of the sound came from the Hainan pineapple chair.

"Grandpa, didn't you pass away, how did you become a chair?" Zhu Xiaolong knelt in front of the chair and wept.

"Hey.. It's a long story. Grandpa sighed and began to tell his story.

This Hainan pineapple chair is said to be the heirloom of the Zhu family, and it has been passed down for several generations, so Grandpa Zhu cherishes it very much.

This chair has also become Grandpa Zhu's special seat, and no one dares to sit on it except him. If anyone wants to sit on his throne, be mentally prepared to be kicked.

Zhu Xiaolong was naughty when he was a child, and he liked to climb to his grandfather's throne to play when he had nothing to do. After being found by his grandfather, he kicked his ass.

But he still climbed up to play, and then he was kicked again after being caught by his grandfather. Kicking and kicking, Zhu Xiaolong grew up, and he never sat on his grandfather's throne again.

Not long before Grandpa Zhu died, the chair suddenly underwent some changes.

For example, it suddenly walks.

Grandpa Zhu usually puts the chair in the living room, because the weight of the chair is not light, he basically doesn't touch it much.

One day, however, he woke up to find a chair in the bedroom, facing his bed, as if admiring him sleeping.

This thought immediately made him feel creepy, and then he asked the neighbor to help move the chair back to its place.

But a few days later, the chair returned to the bedroom, still across from his bed.

Grandpa Zhu felt that someone must have played a prank and deliberately moved the chair in to scare himself. So, he asked his neighbor to help him move the chair back to the living room, and then locked the bedroom door when he went to bed.

When I woke up this time, I didn't see a chair in the bedroom.

Grandpa Zhu was in a good mood and was ready to go out for a yo-yo and breathe in the fresh air.

Who knows, as soon as he opened the bedroom door, he found that the chair appeared in the bedroom door and was facing him.

Moreover, he could clearly feel the chair angry.

Nani: Chairs are also angry, do you want to ask?

Because, the chair was standing in front of Grandpa Zhu and "stomping", stomping on its four chair legs.

"Wow!"

The chair jumped up and down in front of Grandpa Zhu, as if it was being lifted

After getting up, he put it down heavily.

"Oh my God!" Grandpa Zhu was so frightened that he retreated to his bedroom, and immediately closed the door and locked it.

However, the chair did not intend to let him go so much, and began to bang on the door.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

All of a sudden, it was like hitting Grandpa Zhu's heart.

Grandpa Zhu suddenly felt a palpitation and panting.

Seeing that the chairs were endless, Grandpa Zhu really had no choice, so he covered his chest, went to open the door, and made a gesture of invitation.

Then, like a person, the chair swayed into the bedroom.

Since then, this chair has been following Grandpa Zhu's side, and wherever he goes, the chair will follow. Of course, the scope is limited to the inside of the house, and the chairs never leave the door half a step.

Over time, Grandpa Zhu got used to it.

I thought that the days would pass like this, isn't it just that the antique chair at home has become fine, and it is not a big deal to follow behind me like a tail every day.

Grandpa Zhu is a person who came from the old society, and he still retains some feudal superstitions to some extent. Therefore, he is still acceptable to the fact that antiquities have become refined.

However, after a month, this chair is no longer satisfied with following Grandpa Zhu as a tail, but at night, after Grandpa Zhu is asleep, he will jump on the bed, press on Grandpa Zhu's body, and begin to suck the yang energy on Grandpa Zhu's body.

Originally, Grandpa Zhu slept very hard, and he didn't notice what the chair did to him, but felt that his body was getting worse and worse, and he always had palpitations and panting.

One night, Grandpa Zhu suddenly felt a pain in his heart and was woken up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the chair pressed against him.

It's no wonder that I've been out of breath when I sleep lately, and it turns out that I'm crushed by this chair. At this time, Grandpa Zhu realized why he always felt crushed by the mountain in his sleep.

Not only that, Grandpa Zhu also found that the chair was sucking something, and saw that a looming white mist was sucked in by the chair.

Grandpa Zhu took a closer look, and it turned out that these white mist were all sucked out of his nostrils.

"You're sucking my yang energy!" Grandpa Zhu was furious, no wonder he always felt that his spleen and kidneys had become weaker recently, and his cardiopulmonary function had also deteriorated, it turned out that his yang energy had been sucked away by this spirit

Grandpa Zhu immediately turned over and sat up, flipped the chair to the ground, and pointed to the chair and scolded: "If you dare to suck my yang energy again, see if I don't burn you!"

Grandpa Zhu had read similar books before, and knew that some old objects needed people's yang energy as an assist when they were refined.

No wonder this chair always follows behind him, it turns out that he is planning to suck away his yang energy to help it succeed!

Thinking that this chair might become a human in the future, Grandpa Zhu panicked. Because a goblin has no sense of right and wrong, if it becomes a human, it may be a good person, but more likely it will become a bad person.

Because that's how it's played in "".

Thinking so, Grandpa Zhu brought in a bucket of diesel fuel from the backyard, poured it on the chair, and then pressed the lighter and threw it on the chair.

"Boom!"

The chair was ignited at once, and was quickly engulfed in flames.

Grandpa Zhu was relieved now, and thought, let you drag it, it's not that I have extinguished it with a fire.

However, just as Grandpa Zhu was waiting for the chair to be burned to ashes, a roar suddenly came from the chair.

"Roar!"

Immediately after, a burst of white mist came out of the chair and surged towards Grandpa Zhu.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing the white mist surrounding him, Grandpa Zhu was so frightened that he retreated.

"Ahh

After Grandpa Zhu screamed, he was wrapped in white mist......