Jiang Yingbai walked over secretly, and an 80-year-old grandmother was squatting outside the yard burning gold ingots made of paper, with words in her mouth.

"Xiao'er, my Xiao'er, you must ...... well"

There were some paper-made furniture at her feet, and when Jiang Yingbai wanted to take a closer look, the old grandmother suddenly raised her head and looked in Jiang Yingbai's direction.

Without the slightest hesitation, she grabbed all the things made of paper and threw them at the fire and ran, so fast that Jiang Yingbai didn't react at all.

Jiang Yingbai sighed with emotion, "This old grandmother is running so fast." ”

This is much faster than Jiang Yingbai, a housemaid, looking at the direction of the old grandmother's escape, she hesitated to chase after her, and a gloomy voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Why are you here?"

Before Jiang Yingbai could turn around, he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders, and the cold touch passed through the thin clothes, like ice cubes in the cold winter.

Suddenly, countless pictures of domestic ghost films being ghosted in the main corner of the main corner came to mind, not nervous or nervous, as a good girl who believes in science in the new era, how can she believe in superstition, ghosts or anything are fake, fake, Jiang Yingbai shouted silently in his heart.

In his heart, MMP smiled and turned his head, "You still say me, I still want to know where you just went." Behind him, Wei Ze had two dark circles under his eyes, his expression was sluggish, and he was a little hunchbacked, and his whole person looked listless, as if he had been taken away.

Seeing that there was no terrifying picture behind him, Jiang Yingbai breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Ze didn't seem to hear what Jiang Yingbai said, he reached out and grabbed Jiang Yingbai's arm and dragged it back, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?"

Wei Ze turned his head, his eyes calm and terrifying.

Jiang Yingbai broke free from Wei Ze's restraints, curious and scared, "What is a black cat?" ”

Wei Ze still looked at her coldly for a long time before he spoke, "I don't know, my memory and eyes are very confused, I always feel that my grandfather is dead now, but sometimes I see myself standing in front of my grandfather's coffin, and sometimes I feel that my grandfather's death should be a few days later." ”

Jiang Yingbai carefully recalled what Wei Ze had said, and looked at him with a pair of clear eyes, "It must be the problem of the black cat, every time you lose control, it is because you see the black cat, and it is only after seeing the black cat that you say that your grandfather is dead." ”

Wei Ze nodded in agreement, feeling vaguely uneasy in his heart, as if something big was about to happen.

"Isn't there that on both sides of the path, I think your grandfather may ......" Jiang Yingbai didn't finish speaking, but the meaning expressed was very clear.

Wei Ze nodded, Jiang Yingbai didn't notice anything abnormal about him, or Wei Ze had been very abnormal from just now now.

I don't know when the babbling opera sounded, "Let's go to the courtyard and have a look?" By the way, what's going on with this opera? Jiang Yingbai has always been curious about whether such a loud voice will not affect his life.

Wei Ze nodded again, walked in front and slowly explained: "My whole family is a little superstitious, they are very particular about feng shui and folk customs, only I am a materialist.

The people in the family are very reluctant to my grandfather, because of superstition, so my family attaches great importance to the process before the grandfather enters the earth, I don't know if you have heard, the lamentation is to prevent cats and dogs from approaching the coffin, this is afraid of cats and dogs approaching, but also to prevent the barking of cats and dogs from being heard by the people in the coffin, and I heard that the people in the coffin will be resurrected when they hear the barking of cats and dogs. ”

Jiang Yingbai nodded, it turns out that there is still such a statement.

In the middle of the compound, there is nothing but the pile of burned paper money, there is a sealed coffin in the middle of the mourning hall on the left, a person kneeling on both sides, and a black and white photo of an old man with a wrinkled face is placed on the front platform.

The sound of babbling opera came from inside the mourning hall.

Jiang Yingbai glanced at Wei Ze silently, but he still didn't have any expression.

This place is like his mental state, changing back and forth, Jiang Yingbai doesn't know if it's his own problem, or the problem of this place, is what he saw before all hallucinations?

The person kneeling in the mourning hall seemed to realize that there was someone behind him, and he stood up and turned his head and walked towards Wei Ze step by step.

"Xiao Ze, you're back," Wei Qin's face squeezed out a stiff smile.

Wei Ze also showed a smile, just much more normal than Wei Qin, "Yes, father, I'm back, grandpa he ......"

Jiang Yingbai breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had returned to normal.

Wei Qin sighed and looked at the coffin in the mourning hall, the sadness in his eyes couldn't be stopped, the old man had always been very good to him when he was alive, "This is the best, he died of old age." ”

Wei Ze nodded, and his face also showed sadness.

Wei Qin looked at Jiang Yingbai, "This is?" ”

"This is my very good friend, and he came to me for something," Wei Ze casually made an excuse.

Every time he left home, his grandfather would prepare more food for him, and told him word by word to be careful on the road, to add clothes when it was cold, and to tell him if he was bullied, don't endure it alone, memories kept coming to his heart, and when he thought that such a good grandfather would never come back, Wei Ze couldn't stop being sad.

Wei Qin didn't care about Wei Ze's nonsense, he knew that Wei Ze was very sad now and needed to give him a little personal time, so he nodded and returned to the mourning hall, "It's not too early, take your friends to rest, you will also come to the mourning hall tonight." ”

Wei Ze nodded and left the small courtyard with Jiang Yingbai, Jiang Yingbai only now had the leisure to observe the surroundings.

The powder wall in the courtyard is surrounded by green willows, one side of the mountain stone is dotted, several white stone roads lead to different buildings, the middle is a pavilion up to ten meters high and surrounded by the pond water, the duckweed in the pond is full of ground, green and clear, the whole courtyard is magnificent, graceful and luxurious.

Jiang Yingbai inadvertently sighed in her heart that this family is really rich, but her family is even richer.

Jiang Yingbai was an abandoned baby picked up by the orphanage, stayed in the orphanage for five years and was adopted by a local rich man with no wife and no children, and at the age of 15, the rich man died of illness, before he died, he sold the company, a small part of the money was donated, and the other part was given to Jiang Yingbai, as for how much Jiang Yingbai didn't know, she only knew that even if she didn't work in the next life, she couldn't spend the money.

She bought villas in several first-tier cities, and she has a single-family British and European-style Jiang Yingbai who is close to the mountains and the sea.

Jiang Yingbai was thinking that she had read so many novels, and the protagonist relied on the system to get rich and get promoted, and married Bai Fumei to the peak of life, as if she had never seen a protagonist like her, who was 17 years old and owned hundreds of millions of family assets at the beginning, so she didn't need a system at all, she had already reached the peak of her life.

It is useless to think about it now, it is impossible for her to leave here without the consent of the system, Jiang Yingbai sighed and accepted the cruel reality, Wei Ze arranged an empty room on the second floor for Jiang Yingbai and left in a hurry.

Jiang Yingbai looked at the second floor with a wide field of vision and nodded with satisfaction, she picked up a wooden chair and sat on the balcony to carefully observe the side of the mourning hall.

She was really curious about what was going to happen over there, and she wanted to make sure what her mission was and how to get it done.