Because my uncle gave a special explanation, my aunt brought a lot of paper money to burn it to my grandfather, and my aunt was very serious about sacrificing to her ancestors, not only kneeling in front of the tomb, but also burning paper money by tearing it open by hand and burning it one by one, rather than piling it up in a pile like some people, and lighting it all at once, regardless of whether it was burned through or not in the end. Because my aunt said that paper money only works when it is all burned through.

Therefore, as usual, my aunt and I respectfully knelt in front of the cemetery, tearing up the stacks of paper money one by one and burning them meticulously.

Nowadays, paper money is becoming more and more exquisite, doing the same as the real thing, and the face value of paper money has been increased, each one is 100 million. While burning, I couldn't help but think nonsense: "This one is only 100 million, and there are at least thousands of tickets here, so how much does it cost! If my grandfather is really useful when he takes it to the underworld, then he won't be a super rich man!"

I was thinking wildly, and suddenly I heard my aunt say: "Xiaohan, you burn the rest, I will go to the cemetery management office to ask them about the repair of the tombstone, you see that your grandfather's tombstone is a little spotted, when it was first built, it was deceived, this stone must not be real marble." ”

It turned out that before I knew it, the paper money had almost burned, and my aunt did this to save time and go back early. Naturally, I said yes.

After my aunt left, I continued to burn the paper money, because there was not much paper money left, and it would be burned in a while, so I kowtowed, stood up and rubbed my somewhat numb knees, and glanced at the last photo of my grandfather on the tombstone. I was only five or six years old when my grandfather died, and I still remember him vividly. However, I can't say for sure whether I remember him because he was ingrained in my young mind in the first place, or because I came to his grave every year to look at his posthumous photo.

However, I think the latter is more likely, because I don't remember much about his attitude towards me other than what he looked like.

The grandfather in the posthumous photo was smiling at me, and that kind of smile was very rigid, but I suddenly moved in my heart and said secretly: "Didn't my aunt say that my grandfather's ghost will really come back today?" I just learned the eye-opening charm, and I don't know how effective it is, so I just have it with me, so I might as well take the opportunity to give it a try." ”

As soon as I thought about it, my heart immediately beat faster, and I looked around like a thief, and there was no one, and the whole cemetery was empty and silent.

I had the courage to take out an eye-opening charm from my bag, pinched it in my hand, put my hands together, bowed respectfully to my grandfather, and said: "Grandpa, my grandson has recently learned to draw an eye-opening charm, and I want to use this charm to meet your old man, if your old man really comes, please come out to see my grandson, please!"

After I finished speaking, I didn't dare to use the talisman immediately, and hesitated uneasily for a moment, on the one hand, afraid that the talisman would be useless, and on the other hand, worried that if I really attracted my grandfather's ghost, how would I face him?

However, in the end, I still couldn't restrain my strong curiosity, turned my heart sideways, and recited a spell to the talisman according to the usage method introduced in the book that Uncle Yang gave me - urgent as a law, Taishang Laojun came to help, help me open my eyes to see ghosts and gods, open!

As soon as I finished reciting the incantation, the eye-opening talisman actually emitted a faint golden light, and I was overjoyed, and secretly said, "It's done." ”

I looked at the eye-opening charm in the palm of my hand, and my hand trembled slightly with nervousness, and I hurriedly pasted it on my forehead.

The talisman was like a glue, and it was immediately tightly attached to my forehead, and my forehead suddenly became hot, and a dazzling light suddenly flashed, and I subconsciously closed my eyes.

Before I could open my eyes to see if my grandfather had really appeared, I suddenly felt a pain in my face, and I was slapped hard.

I was so shocked that I thought my aunt was coming, and she was angry when she saw me making trouble, so she slapped me.

I hurriedly opened my eyes, ready to be scolded by my aunt. But I saw an old man standing in front of me, glaring at me angrily.

At this moment, my heart almost jumped out. Because, this old man is my grandfather, and he was the one who slapped him just now.

I didn't know why he slapped me, I covered my hot face, looked at my grandfather timidly, and called my grandfather timidly.

My grandfather snorted at me and scolded, "Little brute, where did you learn all these sideways?"

I was taken aback, and while looking timidly at my angry grandfather, I quickly wondered in my heart: "Why is my grandfather so angry? Is it because I used the eye-opening charm to force him to appear?

Of course, this was just a thought that came to me for a moment, and my grandfather didn't allow me to think about it carefully, and then scolded, "You say, where did you learn this?"

The living can be deceived, but I dare not deceive the dead, perhaps because of the coercion of my grandfather, I dare not hide it, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, I learned it from a book given to me by a Taoist priest." ”

My grandfather actually slapped me hard again, maybe because he was a ghost, he moved very fast, and there was no warning before he started, so although I had been on guard against him, I was still hit by him.

This slap was even worse than the one just now, causing my ears to make a "buzzing" tinnitus sound, and it also made me stumble and almost fall to the ground.

In this way, I can't help but be angry, to be honest, my grandfather died early, in my memory, there is not much family affection between him and me, that is to say, there is not much family affection between me and him, the reason why I follow my aunt to worship him every year is just because he is an elder, and there is not much missing in my heart.

That's why he slapped me twice in a row without asking any questions, and he also set me on fire, and I didn't care that he was my grandfather, my elder, and even forgot that he was a ghost. I yelled at him angrily, "Why are you hitting me, what am I doing wrong, and even if you don't want to see me, you can ignore me and walk by yourself." ”

My grandfather stretched out his hand and tried to hit me again, but this time I don't know why, his hand stopped in mid-air and didn't hit me, so I saw it. I reflexively stepped back, not wanting to be disturbed by the low fence surrounding the green belt behind me, so I fell to the ground and fell hard.

I got up in pain and glared at my grandfather very unkindly, who knew that he actually sighed deeply, but his face was still terrifying.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, and said secretly: "Grandpa must have a reason for this." ”