Chapter 117 Chapter 34 What do you think

Duan Ni Gui smiled and said, no, I still have to escort the ghost prostitute to make a business trip as soon as possible.Besides, I'm afraid of the one on your door. Grandpa looked along where it pointed, and there was a bright mirror hanging on the lintel. Here, there is a palm-sized mirror hanging in front of almost every household.I asked my mother why this happened.Mom said it was for exorcising ghosts.People become ghosts after death, and some ghosts linger in the human world, and come back to take a look after seven days.It doesn't matter if you look at it, after all, it is a relative at home, but this look may make it unwilling to return to the underworld, and thus become a ghost in the underworld.In order to prevent such things from happening, a bright mirror is hung on the lintel.When the ghost walks to the door and wants to go in, he can see in the mirror the terrifying appearance of himself after becoming a ghost, so he feels ashamed of himself, so he turns around and leaves.

We got off the sedan chair, turned around to say goodbye to the Duan Ni ghosts, but found that they had disappeared, and only my grandfather and I were in the cold moonlight. As soon as I got home, my grandma grabbed my grandpa and said, "The person who came to look for you that time is here again!" Grandpa just had a fight with a ghost prostitute, and he was so tired that he asked impatiently, "Which time did you come to find me? Tell me clearly!" Grandma said: "It was you who came to see you before you went to Hong's family. His child was in a car accident. Do you understand?"

"What?" Grandpa blinked, but didn't hear grandma's words clearly.That was the performance of backlash, but the performance was very slight, just slight blurred eyes and tinnitus in the ears.I can't see clearly myself, I thought the light bulb at home was covered with dust, and I was about to ask my grandma to wipe it with a dry towel.But my backlash is much milder than my grandfather's, because I rarely have direct confrontation with ghost prostitutes. "Make a bowl of brown sugar water for me to drink." Grandpa said to grandma. Grandma knew that grandpa was not feeling well, so she went to the kitchen to get a bowl.There is such a strange phenomenon that grandpa and grandma have been together for more than forty years, and they look more and more like one person.Looking at it as a whole, of course we can tell which is grandpa and which is grandma at once.But if you look closely at the nose, eyes, and ears, they all look very close.Not only that, their sensory nerves seem to be connected together, and they can understand each other with a blink of an eye, a sigh, or even a flick of a finger.

Grandma brought two bowls of brown sugar water for me and grandpa to drink respectively.Only then did I feel that my body was my own, and it was much more comfortable. "Go on." Grandpa put down the bowl, and the red sugar residue remained at the bottom of the bowl. "Today, when we were about to eat dinner, the person who was looking for you came again. It was the person who came to you once when you went to Hong's house to find you, do you remember?" Grandma asked. "Didn't I tell him? I don't care about so many things." Grandpa said, "I'm not saying that there are no supernatural things, but everyone forcibly pulls a little bit of accident and ghost together, and I'm not tired of them." die?"

Grandma said as she cleaned up the bowl, "He's not here this time for his daughter." "Not for his daughter? What is it for?" I interjected. Grandma said: "His daughter has died in the hospital." "Dead?" I asked in surprise. "What's so surprising, he said that when he came to see you, his daughter died in the hospital. When he returned to the hospital, her daughter was already in the morgue." Grandma said, "He said his daughter was injured too badly, He suffers instead of living. A big man burst into tears as he talked. I can’t stand it.”

Grandpa sighed.I asked, "Then why is he still looking for grandpa?" Grandma went to the kitchen and said through a door: "He said that there was another car accident in that downhill place, and the person who was hit was a boy." Grandpa lit a cigarette and said, "I said it was an accident. Didn't he say it happened once a year? Look, it happened twice this year. You should pay attention to the downhill because it is prone to accidents." If you don’t pay attention, what relationship do you have with ghosts?” "Put out the smoke." Grandma was washing the dishes in the kitchen, and the water was splashing. "However, the boy was not killed by the collision, and he is still in that hospital now. The boy's parents held back the girl's parents, blaming his daughter's ghost for haunting his son, and wanting to argue with him .”

I said: "Even if the girl's soul is entangled with his son, but the matter is already like this, what's the use of making noise?" Grandma said: "The boy's father said that before his son died, he would nail up the girl's grave." "Nail it up?" I immediately thought of the scene where my grandfather nailed the Ruoji ghost with bamboo nails, and I also remembered that Rose told me that the Ruoji ghost had escaped from grandpa's confinement.I want to tell Grandpa about the escape of Ruoji Ghost, but on second thought, let's hear how Grandpa handles the car accident first.

The grandma said: "Yes, the boy's father insisted on nailing up the girl's grave. He said that he had to stick the rake teeth on the girl's grave to save his son's life." The rake teeth are used to plow the fields. The parts on the agricultural tools, shaped like daggers, are often used when turning the soil in paddy fields. Grandpa smiled bitterly and said, "If you want to nail it, you can't nail it like this. This nailing method can only be nailed to the graves of adults, and bamboo nails can only be used for children's graves. If you nail it randomly, I'm afraid it will backfire."

"How did he know this. So the two parents argued. When the girl's parents found me, there was still a bruise on the eye, and they probably had a fight. He said that his own daughter died too, and he knew As a father, no one wants their children to have any accidents. He said that he could understand the boy's father's feelings. However, he couldn't bear to see his daughter die and be impaled by rakes. .” Grandma said. "That's right." Grandpa nodded. Grandma said, "So he came to you again, asking for your help." "How can I help?" The cigarette butt on Grandpa's mouth suddenly lit up, then went dark again, and then a smoke ring floated in the air.

I was a little tired, so I said: "Why don't we talk about it tomorrow. I'm tired enough to toss today." Grandma immediately wiped her wet hands on her clothes and said, "Go to sleep. I'll help you make up the quilts. I see you deal with ghosts every day. I'm afraid that you will be cloudy, so I put the quilts away today." The quilts have been carried outside to dry, but they haven’t been put into the quilt yet. You guys have to sit for a while, I’ll make the quilt and call you.” The five-watt incandescent lamps commonly used in rural areas more than ten years ago gave dim light.My grandpa and I were sitting opposite each other under the dim light, and my eyes were itchy from the smoke from my grandpa.

"What do you think of this?" Grandpa flicked the cigarette ash and asked me.