It wasn't until she was sure that Xiaofang had kept everything in mind that the old man nodded with satisfaction.

For the next few days, the old man stayed in the attic and did not come out. Even if Xiaofang went to bring her food and water, she would not agree.

Xiaofang thought to herself, how could grandma know destiny? She was clearly going to starve herself to death!

Finally on the third day, the old man left the attic. Xiaofang saw that grandma was fine all over, but she looked a little exhausted. She breathed a sigh of relief and prepared some food and water for grandma, which she also ate.

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Seeing that grandma's eightieth birthday was getting closer and closer, Xiaofang's heart was in her throat.

She has lost all her relatives. If grandma leaves her again, how will she live in the future?

But the days continued to pass day by day. Xiaofang carefully observed her grandmother's every move and found that everything was normal, at least there was no sign of her wanting to die.

But the night before grandma's eightieth birthday, grandma once again walked Xiaofang to her side, just holding her hand and smiling slightly: "I'm leaving, remember what I told you, take good care of yourself, you know?"

?”

Xiaofang was surprised for a moment, but at this time, grandma had slowly sat on the old wicker chair, closed her eyes, and looked so peaceful that Xiaofang's heart skipped a beat.

She slowly stretched her hand between her grandma's breath and found that her grandma had really died!

***

At this point in the story, I couldn't help but curiously asked Linglong: "Do you believe that there are really people in this world who know destiny and can calculate other people's disasters and their own death date?"

Linglong frowned and asked me in surprise: "Have you forgotten what the Goddess Sect is best at?"

"But the Goddess Sect can only tell other people's fortunes, but they can't tell their own death date..."

Linglong smiled instead: "That's because they don't have enough skills. If it's Xia Zhizhi, it must be possible."

***

After her grandmother passed away, Xiaofang was devastated. Distant relatives arranged the funeral with her, but Xiaofang was the only one who actually came into contact with her grandmother's body.

Throughout the funeral, relatives talked about how Xiaofang's relatives had passed away one by one and what the reasons were. It was as if everyone had long believed that their family had been cursed. Otherwise, how could they have died in just ten years?

Xiaofang is the only one left?

Later, Xiaofang still complied with her grandma's last wish and did not forget to offer incense to the Bodhisattvas. The door was closed tightly on the night of the funeral. But her relatives didn't seem to want to keep vigil with them, and they all left before twelve o'clock.

All was lost, and in the end, Xiaofang was left alone beside her grandma’s coffin, burning the paper.

Late at night, a fierce cold wind blew through the old house, blowing up the paper everywhere and flying all over the sky.

The ever-burning lamp on the table flickered, and Xiaofang didn't feel scared at first, but suddenly a gust of wind blew in the yard, extinguishing the ever-burning lamp.

The ever-burning lantern is specially used to ward off evil spirits. Now that the ever-burning lantern is extinguished, doesn’t it mean that ghosts can enter at any time?

Thinking of this, Xiaofang couldn't help being startled. She stared at the coffin in front of her. She remembered every word her grandma told her before she died. She obeyed them one by one. The ghosts should not come to her door. Besides, weren't there still people in the attic?

Are there so many Bodhisattvas enshrined?

But at this moment, there was a strange knock on the door!
Chapter completed!