What does Grandma Wen's words mean?

Wu Luoyang asked, Wen Qiqi shook his head blankly, indicating that grandma didn't say it explicitly.

Thinking of Grandma's repeated admonitions before she died, Wen Qiqi was sad in her heart, and choked up: "Grandma's eyes were full of worry before she left, as if she was afraid of what was going to happen. ”

"What did Grandma say before she died?"

Wu Luoyang asked again.

Wen Qiqi tried to calm down his emotions, thought about it slightly, and replied: "Grandma asked my uncle to keep everything simple, and he will be buried before noon." ”

At the end, he asked again: "Luoyang, can you go up the mountain with you?" ”

"It's okay, then I'll send grandma on her last journey."

Wu Luoyang nodded and promised to stay.

Since it is what Grandma Wen is worried about, it is related to her funeral today and Wen Qiqi, not to mention that Grandma Wen wrote a letter to entrust her to protect Wen Qiqi before, and today is the day of Grandma Wen's funeral and burial, it is better to be cautious.

Throughout the funeral, an atmosphere of grief enveloped the venue.

The mourning hall is hung with black ribbons and flowers, and the mourning music is slow and low, full of mourning and respect, and I feel endless sadness for the loss of the deceased. The old neighbors who came to help with the aftermath wiped their tears from time to time and felt their sadness.

The black and red coffin was raised, and the family members got up in tears and slowly followed the person carrying the coffin up the mountain.

Wu Luoyang, his senior brother Wu Fengxing, and Du Surui also hung up the white and went up the mountain together behind the funeral procession.

The old people of this village are buried in the ancestral cemetery of the back mountain, the undulating mountains are steep, the narrow and winding paths wind up, and the bushes are half-hidden and difficult to walk.

The ancestral cemetery is halfway up the back mountain, a mountain shape that presents the topography of the chair to gather qi and make money, and it is far away from the burial place where I went before.

Under the auspices of several black-robed Taoist priests, the family members knelt on the side and cried in a circle, and Grandma Wen went into the soil to seal the tomb with loess, and there was nothing unusual.

"Sister."

A milky sound sounded, and the hem of the back of the coat was gently pulled.

Wen Qiqi, who lowered his head and secretly shed tears, heard the voice, looked back subconsciously with tears in his eyes, and looked through the edge of the lowered white filial piety hat.

Only then did I find that there was a three- or four-year-old boy wearing a white filial piety hat kneeling behind him.

Although grandma told the funeral to be simple before she died, she was loved by relatives and friends in the neighborhood on weekdays, and everyone spontaneously came to see her off.

"My sister doesn't cry, my mother said that if you eat sugar, your heart won't hurt."

The little boy lowered his voice and whispered in her ear.

After the words fell, the little boy reached out and handed Wen Qiqi a candy wrapped in red and black plastic paper was lying quietly in the palm of the chubby little hand.

This is a plum candy that looks like a common word.

Wen Qiqi shook his head lightly, the corners of his mouth moved and replied softly: "Thank you, my sister doesn't eat sugar." ”

"Eat, your heart won't hurt if you eat it."

The little boy ignored her words, opened the pocket of Wen Qiqi's white shirt, and forced the candy wrapped in black plastic paper into it.

After doing this, the little boy raised his chubby little face, grinned at Wen Qiqi, and his eyes were all in a line, looking cute and innocent.

"Add soil to round the grave."

The Taoist priest shouted loudly.

Wen Qiqi's attention was also attracted by that side.

Suddenly, she got up and followed Mrs. Wen to add soil to her grandmother's grave, and inadvertently looked back to see that the boy was no longer there.

Wen Qiqi thought that his parents had taken the little boy away, so he didn't take this matter to heart.

Coming down from the mountain, those who wore white filial piety walked together in twos and threes and talked about something.

Wen Qiqi's footsteps slowed down slightly, deliberately falling behind the crowd, and walked with Wu Luoyang and his senior brother Wu Fengxing.

"Your face isn't very good."

Glancing at her, Wu Luoyang reminded loudly, "People can't be resurrected after death, you have to mourn." ”

Wen Qiqi yawned listlessly and nodded.

Probably because of the all-night vigil last night, I was dizzy and weak, my shoulders were sore, my legs were so heavy that I had to walk down the mountain.

There was a second-inflection, and she could sleep when she fell headlong on the side of the road.

The mountain breeze blows.

Raised the long white filial piety hat that Wen Qiqi wore on his head, revealing the gadgets in the shadows.

Catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of your eye.

Wu Luoyang reached out and gently grabbed her.

"Aha......"

Wen Qiqi yawned and looked at Wu Luoyang with sleepy eyes: "What's wrong?" ”

"What did you just see?"

Wu Luoyang did not answer the rhetorical question.

Staring at the little thing that was lying in the shadow of Wen Qiqi's shoulder and grinning at her, the little black face was hideous, and it was biting on Wen Qiqi's main artery and sucking the essence on her body, the greedy little ghost would not think about whether this body could withstand it at all.

"Just ......"

Wen Qiqi tried hard to recall, his neck was sore, he couldn't help but gasp at the corner of his mouth, raised his left hand and landed on the side of his neck and pinched it gently.

"It's a little boy."

As Wu Luoyang spoke, the tips of his fingers condensed a touch of Huo Yuanqi, and stretched out towards the small thing that was not yet a climate.

Whew—

A green smoke rose and the soul was extinguished.

Wen Qiqi suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulders, and his groggy state disappeared suddenly, and the whole person relaxed a lot.

"Ah, yes!"

After her reminder, Wen Qiqi suddenly remembered the little boy who was kneeling behind him just now, an innocent little chubby face.

"Did you take anything from it?"

Solve the resentment on the shoulder, Wu Luoyang asked.

"Yes."

Wen Qiqi hurriedly reached out and took it out of his jacket pocket and handed it to Wu Luoyang, "He gave me a candy ...... This? This? This...... How is it a miscanthus head?! ”

As soon as the words fell, her eyes widened like a ghost, and she hurriedly threw away the miscanthus head in her hand.

That's right.

The resentful spirit in the mountain was attracted by the body of Tianyin, in exchange for Wen Qiqi's trust, he transformed into a harmless child of humans and animals, and turned the miscanthus grass head that can be seen everywhere in the mountain into candy to lure people, as long as the other party takes the candy, then it will always follow you.

Until, the spirit of the other party's body is sucked dry by it and dies.

It seems that Grandma Wen is not unfounded.

Grandma knew that there were unclean things on the mountain, and she was afraid that Wen Qiqi's heavenly yin experience would provoke those ghost things, so she told Wen Qiqi to come to condolences when she saw Wu Luoyang and asked her to accompany her up the mountain.

"Don't just take things from people in the future."

Wu Luoyang scolded lightly.

"Not really!"

Wen Qiqi was not convinced, and refuted with facts: "It was just stuffed into my pocket just now!" ”

“……”

Wu Luoyang looked at her speechlessly, not knowing what to say.

The movement here was not small, which attracted the attention of Wen Caiqing and Mrs. Wen, who were walking in front, and the two looked at each other tacitly, and walked back quickly with nervous expressions.

"Qiqi, what's wrong with you?"

"Qiqi, what's uncomfortable?"

Wen Caiqing and Mrs. Wen asked almost in unison. (End of chapter)