"You evil beast will not die!"
The strange old man's stern voice came from the dormitory.
Not long after, Shen Fan heard a strange crackling sound coming from the bedroom again, as if the strange old man was fighting a fierce battle with something in the bedroom.
Shen Fan is very strange, he has always stayed at home.
There are only mom and him at home, there are no other people.
Who is the old man in yellow robe fighting with?
He curiously wanted to go over and have a look, but Grandpa held him down desperately.
After about a cup of tea, the old man in yellow robe came out holding his stomach.
There were wounds all over his body, and his yellow robe was torn into rags.
His face was even more terrifying, with blood pouring out from all his orifices, which was extremely terrifying.
"Fortunately, I drove that thing away for the time being."
The old man in yellow robe struggled to spit out these words.
Grandpa and grandma were surprised and happy, and thanked her profusely.
The strange old man just said: "You're welcome. I've already paid back what I should have paid to you. Take this little kid and his mother out, they can leave the house now."
The old man in yellow robe propped up his body with a wooden sword and walked out with the help of his grandfather, while grandma couldn't wait to drag Shen Fan out of the house.
A yellow talisman was still attached to my mother's forehead, and she was carried back by a few familiar villagers.
The sun outside was very bright, stimulating Shen Fan's eyes so brightly that he couldn't open them.
Although I spent a lot of time in the house before, I got used to it.
But after actually leaving the house, Shen Fan suddenly realized that he had not really seen the sun for many, many years.
How beautiful is the outside world?
After all these years, why haven’t I thought about taking a walk outside the house?
"Grandma, why isn't mom awake yet?" Little Shen Fan looked up at grandma.
A smile appeared on grandma's face, and she said kindly: "Fan'er, everything is over. Your mother will wake up soon."
"That's great.
By the way, where is dad? Will dad come back with us? Dad came back yesterday, but left again before dawn. "
Shen Fan seemed to have remembered something and asked excitedly.
"Dad, what dad?"
Grandma was stunned for a moment, then her voice rose an octave higher. She grabbed Shen Fan's shoulders and asked him repeatedly: "What are you talking about, Dad?"
"That's dad. Dad comes back to stay with me occasionally. He's here today!"
Shen Fan was a little frightened by his grandma: "Grandma, you scratched me."
Grandma's face turned pale.
Grandpa and the strange old man in yellow robe also looked over after hearing this.
After they looked at each other, the strange old man asked Shen Fan: "Little boy, do you still remember what your father looks like?"
Shen Fan thought for a while, and then began to think hard.
It seemed like he should know what his father looked like, but if he really thought about it, he couldn't really describe it.
"You draw it on top."
The strange old man took out a cigarette box from his pocket and asked him to draw his father's image on the back of the cigarette case.
Shen Fan casually drew a few strokes according to the appearance in his memory. After a few glances at the old man in yellow robe, his face became even paler and bloodless.
Grandpa also looked like he had seen a ghost. He was trembling all over and did not dare to speak for a long time.
"What an injustice! Even if your family escapes from that thing, I'm afraid this kid won't survive seven days. Within seven days, that thing will definitely come to claim his life."
The strange old man pinched his fingers and made a final calculation: "One is fine, but two of them together, I will definitely not be able to defeat them."
The grandparents were immediately shocked and begged: "Senior brother, we are the fourth generation of the Shen family. We can't have our roots broken in my hands. Please, senior brother, please think of a solution for us."
The old man in yellow robe pondered for a moment, and then said: "There is no way, but it is very difficult."
"I can do anything. I just want to ensure that my grandson grows up safely and that my son can come back safely and survive this disaster."
Grandpa knelt on the ground with a snap and kowtowed vigorously.
"That's all. Who told me to owe you the Shen family?"
The old man in yellow robe let out a long sigh: "I'll just shorten my life by a few years and tell you this method. I don't know if it will work or not. After all, ordinary people can't suppress that thing."
The strange old man whispered something into Grandpa's ear. Grandpa was shocked at first, then overjoyed, with a very complicated crazy expression.
After thanking him profusely, the strange old man left.
And Shen Fan followed his grandparents back home.
He turned to look at the home where he had lived for many years. The home that he remembered as clean and tidy had now become so terrible.
Half of the house collapsed, and there were broken eaves and broken walls everywhere. The only two relatively good places were his and his mother's houses.
Three days later, at midnight, grandpa took Shen Fan to the mass grave behind the village.
Shen Fan also visited this mass grave when he was a child.
I can’t remember how old he was, but he and his mother hadn’t lived in the mountains at that time. He often went to the graveyards with his friends to practice courage.
But those were usually mass graves during the day and night, and this was his first time there.
This mass grave is far away from the ancestral graves of Shangdundu villagers, and the wind blowing at night is particularly scary.
The wind kept blowing, like ghost hands, constantly pulling at the hems of Shen Fan and Grandpa's clothes.
Shen Fan was a little scared and huddled tightly on his grandfather's back.
"Do not be afraid."
Grandpa touched his little head and kept scanning the broken tombstones.
Grandpa held a wind lamp in his hand. The light kept shaking in the strong wind, as if it would go out at any time.
The lonely graves looked extremely strange in the cold night wind. From time to time, the hoot of an owl could be heard, screaming like a ghost, and the laughter made people shudder.
Hearing this made Shen Fan even more scared.
Some of the graves in this mass grave are unknown how old they are, and not many of them still have tombstones.
Grandpa’s eyes kept searching for the graves of unmarried women of the right age who died on the tombstones.
It didn't take long for him to find one.
Grandpa took out three incense sticks from his pocket with one hand, lit them, and asked Shen Fan to kneel in front of the tombstone.
After inserting the incense into the soil, grandpa muttered something: "This girl, her birthday and horoscope match that of my grandson Shen Fan very well.
I hope you can marry my grandson, and my Shen family will definitely worship her from generation to generation, so that the girl will no longer be a lonely ghost in the future. Get the Yin Ji ticket as soon as possible, and be reincarnated as soon as possible."
The smoke of the three-thread incense rose slightly as grandpa muttered the words.
Shen Fan felt a biting cold wind blowing from the solitary grave. After the wind circled around him, he seemed to be greatly frightened and returned to the solitary grave without looking back.
The three incense sticks that were still smoking suddenly went out.
"Failed."
Grandpa looked at the extinguished incense and sighed: "Since the girl doesn't want it, we can't force it. Thank you.
Walk!"
Grandpa took Shen Fan away from this lonely grave and walked towards the next lonely grave.
They searched for more than a dozen graves in the mass graves. Each time, Shen Fan's grandfather lit incense and asked Shen Fan to kneel down.
But every time, if the fragrance is no more than half, it will automatically go out.
Grandpa's face is getting worse and worse.
Shen Fan pulled Grandpa's hand: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Why do they look so ugly and they don't agree?"
"It doesn't matter, let's look for it again."
Grandpa sighed, rubbed Shen Fan's little head, and smiled bitterly.
That whole night, the two of them wandered around the graveyard.
Until the sun rose from the east, my grandfather searched almost all the graves of marriageable women in the mass graves, but in the end he could not find any graves that could wait for a stick of incense to be burned.
Chapter completed!