In front of him was his former grandmother.

Grandma's appearance has not changed at all from ten years ago, and she still sits in front of the window and gently shakes the fan for him.

The look of home hasn't changed. In the dim sunset through the small window, there is still an old TV with antennas.

Because I was worried that it would affect my sleep, the sound of the radio was very small, and I couldn't hear it clearly, and my grandmother always listened to the radio like this, and this noise became the most reassuring lullaby in childhood.

Other than that, there was silence.

When he opened his eyes, his grandmother smiled at him, every wrinkle on his face so familiar.

So he shouted again, "Grandma." ”

The voice is hoarse, but very immature.

The nose is sore, and tears come out of the eyes without listening to the call. He was embarrassed and stretched out his hand to rub his eyes.

"Really, such an adult, and crying nose. Grandma said with a smile, wiping his face with a soapy flower handkerchief.

He obediently took his grandmother's hand and got up, got dressed, and everything went back to ten years ago, even himself, still like a child.

I can't stop the tears.

So he kept rubbing his eyes with his hands, but he smiled happily on his face: "Grandma, I just had a long dream. ”

The grandmother in front of her seemed to have a sad expression, stretched out her wrinkled hands, and slowly stroked his hair, but did not say a word.

"Grandma, I want to eat braised meatballs. ”

"Grandma, let's watch TV later......"

"Grandma......

The thin old lady sat on the bed, her back to the dim sunset outside the window, and her expression could not be seen clearly, only the orange light gently traced her outline.

Didn't the boy have a nightmare when he was so frightened? Why didn't his grandmother hold him like she used to and comfort him and tell him that he had woken up? Why didn't he speak......

"Grandma......" the young boy cried cautiously, afraid that the sound would be too loud to shatter the beautiful sight like glass.

The old man touched the top of his hair, and his tone was loving and sad: "Chenchen, grandma is no longer there......"

"Grandma, don't scare the child!" the boy didn't believe it, and the smile on his lips widened to the fullest, interrupting the old man's next words.

After that, he didn't let the old man speak, and kept babbling:

"Grandma, let's go out for a walk together in the evening, and go to the square to watch Grandpa Li play Tai Chi!"

"Grandma will take me to the countryside when the weather is warm, I want to go to the river to catch ducks again!"

"Grandma, you have to be healthy, and when I grow up, I will earn a lot of money to buy you delicious food!"

"Grandma'......"

“......”

The old man just smiled at him, but didn't say a word.

So silent...... Silence...... Finally, the boy got into his grandmother's arms and cried.

The old man patted him gently on the back, as he had done countless times as a child.

I don't know how long I cried, and finally my voice slowly lowered, and then my grandmother's voice sounded above my head: "Grandma can't take care of Chenchen anymore." ”

His head was still buried in his grandmother's arms, and he stubbornly said: "Liar, grandma is good!"

"There's an aunt to take you back later. Grandma continued.

The boy's voice grew quieter and quieter, but he still insisted: "I'm not going anywhere!

The old man sighed softly: "Chenchen is good, I will rest assured if you live well...... and gently hugged the boy: "Grandma will always watch you here." ”

The little boy's eyes lit up: "Grandma, is it okay for grandma to be my guardian spirit?"

The old man stared at his eyes tenderly and shook his head gently: "Chenchen is obedient. ”

He stopped talking, bit his lower lip tightly, pressed his chin to his grandmother's shoulder, and tears began to fall.

Grandma hugged him, stroked his back again and again, her palms were rough but warm, and led him outward.

Passing through the familiar iron gate, it was the same mottled narrow alley as ever. The early spring wind was still a little steep, blowing the street trees with weeping willows on the side of the road.

Outside the iron gate stood a woman.

The setting sun dyed everything a strong and gentle orange yellow, and also dyed the woman's black hair red.

It was a woman in a white dress, with imperceptible pity between her eyebrows, and she nodded slightly at the old man.

The old man's voice was hoarse, and he slowly lowered his head: "Please." ”

The boy who was lying on the old man's shoulder grabbed the brown knitted sweater on the old man's body with his right hand.

It's just that the hand that stroked his back finally slowly disappeared from the temperature, and the familiar soapy smell between his nose gradually dissipated.

When he reacted again, the woman in the white dress took his hand and led him in the direction of the setting sun.

The boy turned back step by step, but could no longer find a familiar figure.

So he burst open his mouth and cried.

......

......

Jiang Chen felt that someone was slapping his face.

All at once, the strength was too great, and his face was hot.

He didn't want to open his eyes because he didn't want to leave that dream. It's just that the thing that was pumped on his face was so painful that he woke up instantly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an expressionless face leaning in front of him.

The man saw that he was awake, and finally took away what had been pumping on his face, and exhaled with relief.

After a moment of trance, Jiang Chen recognized that the person who had been pumping him was actually Jingyu.

"Where am I? What are you doing? What about the others?" was surrounded by a thick white mist, and he couldn't see where he was at all.

Jingyu simply answered his questions one by one: "Classroom." ”

After saying that, he shook the thing he was holding in his hand that was used to whip his face, it was a delicate new wicker, the tender yellow was still very soft, and he didn't know how the other party took this thing to pull out the effect of the small leather whip, and only continued to answer Jiang Chen's second question: "Exorcism." ”

"What?" Jiang Chen was stunned: "What kind of evil is exorcized?"

"Call, you're dizzy. Jing Yu said a few more words, and pointed at his face with a wicker: "Crying and screaming." ”

Jiang Chen was suddenly stunned, and reached out to touch it, but sure enough, his face was wet, and he only heard Jingyu continue: "The fat man said, you are evil, use wicker to smoke." Then he handed him the wicker.

It turned out to be the fat man's bad idea, he just felt angry, and looked around, but there was no one but Jingyu, so he asked, "What about the dead fat man?"

Jingyu took out his mobile phone and handed it to him: "After class, eat." ”

At this time, he noticed that the time on his mobile phone showed that it was already about eight o'clock in the evening, and normally the evening class should be seven o'clock, that is, Jing Yu waited for him for an hour here?

I was instantly moved in my heart, but I glanced at the willow strip in the other party's hand...... Well...... Or maybe it smoked me for an hour?

"What about the teacher?" Jiang Chen was puzzled, if he fainted when he summoned him, Hong Fu should at least help.

"He said you're okay and go back to sleep. He pointed to the shrine on the case again, and saw that the wooden statue inside had returned to the shrine, but his face was flushed with a little more blush, and he was lying sideways, looking like he had drunk too much.

Jiang Chen: "......"

The fog surrounding him was originally very thick, almost filling the entire classroom, and Jing Yu could not see it faintly when he stood beside him. Only then did it slowly disperse, revealing the person standing behind him.

I almost forgot about this stubble, wasn't I summoning a guardian spirit, but what about my guardian spirit?

Thinking of this, he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. It didn't matter if he looked at it, Jiang Chen was startled, and the woman in the white dress standing behind him was actually the woman in the white dress in the dream.

Jing Yu also noticed the summoned figure behind him at this time, and he also showed a slightly surprised look when he had always been interviewed, and then bowed down and shouted respectfully: "Xie Qiye." ”

Jiang Chen was completely confused, why is it just the seventh master, isn't this a woman?

The voice of the woman behind him was very pleasant, like a hollow valley lark, and she only heard her smile and said, "You're welcome, I have an old acquaintance who entrusts me to take care of my grandchildren, and I'm going to bother for a while." ”

Who is the old acquaintance? Grandchildren? Are you talking about me? Jiang Chen, who was present, was completely unaware of the situation, and looked at the two people in front of him with inquiring eyes, oh no, it should be said that it was one person and one ghost.

Jingyu still made a serious salute, and stood beside him silently. And the woman in the white dress didn't mean to explain to him, but only said: "In this way, Chenchen can call me if he has something." ”

Jiang Chen was not happy to be called by his name, and rolled his eyes in his heart: "Who is you Chenchen." ”