The moment I heard my name, I immediately felt alert.

"Zhitao, you are finally here."

The voice behind me sounded again, and at the same time a gust of wind blew on my back.

My body was a little stiff and I didn't dare to turn around and look.

"Zhitao, you are finally here. Come, come to grandma and be with grandma. You won't have to suffer anymore."

What came from behind was my grandma’s voice!

Unexpectedly, she has been dead for so many years, but her voice is still as kind as before.

It's just that this familiar voice didn't arouse the nostalgia in my heart. Instead, it only made me feel chilly in my heart.

I felt like she was clinging to my back, and I could clearly feel the cool air blowing out of my mouth when I spoke...

At this moment, I was scared to death and my legs began to tremble slightly.

Although there is no trace of my grandfather in my memory, my grandmother's appearance is deeply etched in the depths of my mind.

It's not because of how kind she is, nor how good-looking she is.

It was because her appearance when she died was so terrifying and weird that the whole village regarded her as a taboo.

I shuddered and swallowed.

My grandma was also from the village, so her soul after her death should have been given to Zhenyan as a living sacrifice.

But why can she still appear here?

"Zhitao, why don't you answer me? Have you forgotten grandma?"

Seeing that I didn't answer, my grandma asked again without giving up, and put a hand on my left shoulder.

Logically speaking, once you have transformed into a soul body, you will basically lose your sense of touch. However, when my grandma patted me, my soul body seemed to be frozen, and even my body was dislocated for a moment.

"Sister Fairy, stay away from her quickly, she is evil and will eat you!"

Everything that happened at this time was clearly visible to the little kid upstairs. He pointed behind me with a panicked look on his face and started yelling loudly.

Fierce?

I raised my head and smiled bitterly at the little baby.

Isn't it just vicious?

At that time, my grandma wore a bright red dress and hung herself on the plaque at the entrance of our village.

Red clothes bring evil. Unless there is a great grudge to be avenged, who would wear a bright red suit before death?

At that time, my uncle and my father even suspected that my grandma was possessed by something unclean. They said that they had to beat her body with willow branches dipped in rice water to drive away the evil spirit before she could be buried.

Unexpectedly, before the willow branches were ready, a big black cat jumped onto the morgue...

Cats are spiritual, and when a cat encounters a dead body, it will definitely fake it. I heard that my grandma was wearing a red dress and sat up straight on the morgue...

Red clothes plus fake corpse.

Everyone present at the time was frightened...

I was just five years old that year, and I only remember that after the chaos, my mother sent me to a distant relative's home in a neighboring village.

Until half a month later, when I was taken home, my grandma had already been buried.

Since then, everyone has been tight-lipped about my grandma.

Even the plaque at the entrance of the village was removed.
Chapter completed!