I was so frightened that I took a few steps back, and even sat on the ground with my butt on my head, and said in a lost voice: "You, you are not my grandfather!" ”

The figure walking in front of him was stunned, and his head slowly turned over, and the terrible thing was that his body did not rotate at all, but a head completely turned one hundred and eighty degrees!

I saw that ethereal face, and I almost lost my soul.

That's not a human face at all!

It's a weasel's face!

The sharp-beaked monkey gills, and the evil eyes shone with a dark green light.

I suddenly remembered that my grandfather once told me that there are often well-cultivated weasels in the wild, who can speak and speak humanly, and their posture is similar to that of humans, and they can do magic and have charming eyes.

You don't have to think about it to know that I'm bumping into a weasel!

"That old thing is dead, and there will be no one to protect you, and this good body will belong to me Wong Tai Sin, Ji!"

The weasel smirked and rushed at me, its sharp claws glinting.

I screamed and backed away.

But when people are afraid, their legs are weak, and they can't even get up, how can they run like a fine weasel?

It wasn't long before I was slapped in the chest by the weasel and clung to the ground.

At that moment, I felt a tremendous force in my chest, and a rush of liquid rushed up my throat, and there was a rusty smell.

This weasel's slap almost made me vomit blood!

Just when I thought I was dead, a golden light suddenly erupted from my chest, accompanied by the sound of a bell.

The weasel's figure was shaken away several meters away, and the paws on my chest were already charred black.

It stared at my chest fearfully, and said unwillingly: "Hmph, old thing, I see how long you can protect him, you remember, this body is not the only one I am worried about, and the life of your grandson is not something you can protect alone!" ”

I didn't understand what the weasel was saying at all, I just felt like it was foggy.

However, after such an experience, the weasel no longer dared to attack me, but got up and left in a gloomy manner.

Frightened, I looked to my chest and realized that it was the strange face jade pendant that my grandfather gave me that protected me once.

My heart was sour, and I couldn't imagine that even if my grandfather passed away, he would still protect me.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, and the usually peaceful entrance to the village was now cloudy and windy, and there was a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling in the surrounding darkness.

I remembered my grandfather's instructions, so I didn't dare to stay longer, so I got up and ran home.

Luckily, I didn't encounter any danger or anything unusual along the way, but I always felt that there were eyes staring at me from behind.

But when I turned around, it was empty and nothing.

I quickened my pace in fear, and in the dark, I had a feeling that the village where I had lived for eighteen years had become more and more strange after my grandfather's death.

Back at home, the gate of the yard was still open.

Before I even went in, I saw my father and mother in my room, I don't know what they were doing, and there seemed to be many dark shadows hiding next to them, all circling around my coffin.

I felt strange in my heart, and I just wanted to step through the door and ask.

The next second, a withered, cold hand suddenly reached out from behind and covered my mouth.

The hairs on my body exploded, and I was in a cold sweat.

What kind of demon is this?

I didn't care to think and struggled desperately, but the owner of this hand was infinitely powerful, clamped my body, and dragged me out of the house.

I could only watch myself get farther and farther away from home, just as my heart was dead.

The man who was holding me back suddenly let me go.

I looked back, I originally wanted to die and understand, but I didn't expect this glance to make me freeze on the spot.

Grandpa, who was wearing a shroud, had a gray face, his whole body was shriveled, and his originally loving face had become hideous and fearful, and a pair of lifeless eyes were staring at me.

"Grandpa, grandpa, is that you?"

I asked in a trembling voice.

Grandpa didn't respond to me, just stared at me.

It took an unknown amount of time for his shriveled lips to slowly open, and a human-like voice came out of it, and he could only barely judge the content from the syllables.

"Yang Ming, tonight is your destined calamity, inherit your grandfather's feng shui technique, and you can live."

"Remember, tonight's events must be treated as if they never happened, and no one can tell them."

After the gray-faced grandfather said this, his shriveled mouth opened and closed at an extremely strange angle, and then he fell directly to the ground with his head up.

I looked at my grandfather's fallen figure and didn't come back to my senses for a long time.

Grandpa's feng shui is a well-known miracle, and I wanted to learn it more than once when I was a child, but my grandfather sternly refused.

He said that these were feudal superstitions, ancient dross, and I was not allowed to study.

But now, why let it again?

I didn't have time to think about it, I subconsciously wanted to listen to my grandfather's words, but when I got close to him, I suddenly reacted.

Although Grandpa has been dead for seven days, it is impossible for the corpse to dry up like this!

Right now.

Suddenly a dark wind blew behind me, and I shivered.

When I looked back, my grandfather's body had changed and turned into a paper figure!

I was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward to check.

The person who fell to the ground in front of him was indeed a paper man, with a human face painted on it and wearing his grandfather's shroud, and his grandfather's birthday was written on his body.

My eyes widened as I looked at the strange paper figure in front of me and found two books in its shroud.

Take it out, it is grandpa's book, one is called "Zhangjiaguan Xiangshu", which is the ability handed down by our Zhang family ancestors, and the other is grandpa's notes, which record some anecdotes and some formations, and the layout of feng shui.

It seems that grandpa had long expected that I would not be able to return home tonight, so he deliberately used the paper figure to return to his soul and handed over the inheritance to me on the first seven days.

I knelt on the ground, respectfully kowtowed to the paper figure three times, and said, "Grandpa, you can go with confidence, from now on, I will try my best to carry forward the feng shui skills of our Zhang family." ”

As soon as the words fell, the paper figure that fell in front of me actually burst into flames with a bang, and it spontaneously combusted.

At this moment, my mobile phone rang suddenly, it was my father calling.

"Yangming, go home quickly, your grandfather's body is gone!"