Chapter 493 Chapter Fourteen

I don't know how to answer it. It didn't wait for my answer, and continued: "My name is indeed Hou Zi. Hou is the prince of the princes, and Zi is a piece of wood with a word for hard work." As soon as I finished speaking, my vision also underwent a wonderful change.What I saw just now was a monkey, but now I saw it was the monkey-like person I met during the day. When I was still dazed and at a loss, Grandpa had already stretched out his hand, held Hou Zi's hand, and said, "Hello, hello, I remembered it when you said that. Oh, come on!" As you get older, your memory gets worse."

Hou Zi didn't evade, shook hands with grandpa generously, and said with a smile, "Don't say that, I think you are still healthy and vigorous. Look at your body, it's still as solid as iron." Grandpa chuckled and said sideways, "Where, where, even if it's made of iron, it's rusted to rotten iron. Are you staying in our village tonight? Would you like to come in and have a cup of herbal tea?" I also turned sideways quickly, wanting him to enter the house.But the bamboo bed at the back blocked the door tightly.It seemed that it was the only one that didn't welcome Hou Zi in.

Hou Zi waved his hand and said with a smile, "You don't need to sit down. I'm here to ask you for advice." My heart skipped a beat immediately. Grandpa didn't expect him to mention this suddenly, and he was also a little surprised.But Grandpa calmed down quickly, and asked kindly, "What's so important? Isn't it the same to come in and have a chat while drinking tea?" Hou Zi still waved his hands, as if he couldn't do anything other than wave his hands.But his next tone was not as polite as his actions.He asked: "Let me ask you a question. Do you think it will rain in the middle of the night today, or early in the morning tomorrow?" After finishing speaking, he folded his arms around his chest confidently, his eyes shone coldly, Staring straight at the polite grandpa.

"Judging from the stars, it should be raining in the middle of the night." Grandpa turned his head and glanced at me, as if he wanted me to testify to him. "I just talked about this with my grandson, so it shouldn't be wrong." Hou Zi raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a half-smile, "But I don't think so. I think it should be done early tomorrow morning." I couldn't hold back any longer and asked, "Why?" Hou Zi sneered: "It's nothing. I think it will be released early tomorrow morning, and it will definitely be released early tomorrow morning."

Grandpa's face became ugly. I didn't quite understand what Hou Zi meant when he said this, and I wasn't very angry, but I just felt that this person was too boastful.I was still thinking about humiliating him tomorrow morning. After finishing speaking, Hou Zi turned around and left, and the shadow disappeared in the alley again. Although I heard his footsteps going further and further away, it was very clear in the empty alleyway.But I feel that he is still hiding in the shadow of the dark house, eavesdropping on my grandpa and me anytime and anywhere.I walked to the middle of the floor and listened to the sounds around me, expecting to hear the sound of small footsteps moving.

But no. Grandpa shouted at the door: "Don't look, he's already gone. Let's move the bamboo bed in." Then he heard a "snap", grandpa touched his arm and said, "There are a lot of mosquitoes today." "Is this the attitude of asking questions? It's really rude." I was a little dissatisfied. "His words have deep meaning." Grandpa has already lifted one corner of the bamboo bed, waiting for me to lift the other side. "Profound meaning? What is the profound meaning? Isn't it just to ask if it will rain tonight?" Because grandpa often discusses prediction and divination with his in-laws, Grandpa Pan, so I don't particularly care about Hou Zi's hasty question this time.

Grandpa pointed to the bamboo bed and said, "Bring it in first." After finishing speaking, grandpa gritted his teeth and lifted one end of the bamboo bed vigorously.I hurried forward to help. Putting the bamboo bed down against the wall, I clapped my hands and asked, "Grandpa, you said he has a deep meaning, what is the deep meaning? Why do I feel nothing?" Grandpa held up two fingers and said, "He told me two things." "Two things? How come I didn't even hear his voice saying one thing?" I looked at my grandfather's two withered and yellowed fingers.

Grandpa smiled and said: "First, he told me that he will go to do a big event early tomorrow morning. Second, he hopes that I will not interfere with this matter." Grandpa put away his fingers and sat down on the bamboo bed. "Huh?" I scratched the back of my head, not knowing what to say. Grandpa explained: "Judging from the stars, the rain will definitely fall in the middle of the night. Since he insisted that it will not rain until early tomorrow morning, he just wants to prove to me that he is much better at predicting and divination than I am. He He even has the ability to change the weather. He is warning me. He didn’t say noon or night tomorrow, but he said early in the morning, implying that he has something to do early in the morning. Maybe he thought I knew what he was going to do It’s a matter, so I just made it clear.” Grandpa knocked on the bamboo bed while talking, and there was a dull sound from the cracked bamboo tube, like the sound of knocking wooden fish in a temple.

"Actually, you don't know what he's going to do?" I asked.I stood and looked down at Grandpa who was sitting.From this angle, the gully on Grandpa's face was even more obvious. "I don't know what he is going to do, but I know that he must go to Lin Jiazhu's grave tomorrow morning. That ghost book must be useful on the grave." Grandpa said. What Grandpa said made sense.Since Hou Zi turned back on the way to the Lin family's bamboo grave, and came back to find the ghost book, then the ghost book must come in handy on the grave.Hou Zi came here to say this, maybe because Laohe heard the children talking about grandpa, or maybe because Laohe met me, he guessed that it was me or grandpa who brought his ghost book.

"It's definitely not a good thing." I said intuitively. "It's not for worshiping Lin Jiazhu. If it is, there is no need to deceive people." Grandpa nodded and said, "There's no need for him to say this to me specifically." "Or, let's leave it alone. Anyway, Lin Jiazhu is dead, so the monkey won't try to bring her back to life!" I babbled nonsense. Unexpectedly, when I said this, Grandpa frowned even tighter.Grandpa waved his hand and said, "Bring that ghost book, let me take a closer look. The Shui people are a very magical group, maybe you really hit the spot."

I got goosebumps from fright, and prayed in my heart that I wouldn't be right. I sent the ghost book to my grandpa, and grandpa looked at it carefully with the five-watt light bulb, as if he was afraid of missing a line on it. I didn't dare to disturb him, and stood quietly by the side, motionless. When my feet started to go numb, Grandpa finally lifted his head from the ghost book, walked to the gate, looked at the dark night sky, and murmured: "It's already midnight, and the rain hasn't come yet!"