"You're asking me this kind of thing?" I felt numb all over, so I advised him to wait until Granny Bai comes back before asking her.

But Mr. Wang couldn't wait any longer. He said he was in a hurry to go back to take care of the children and was busy serving food. He had to go back now and asked me to tell Granny Bai later.

I nodded repeatedly, fearing that what Wang Laozhao said was so evil. If I stayed for a while, I was afraid that he would bring dirty things into the store.

After he left, I was in a restless state alone in the store. Fortunately, not long after, Granny Bai came back and said that everyone in the town had asked about the cucumber thing, and she didn't know.

I know which village it was discovered from. After all, the town is surrounded by mountains, and eight villages in ten miles belong to the mountainous area. Even communication is not widespread, let alone asking for news.

"Don't worry about that cunt," I warned her, and at the same time, I told Granny Bai about what happened to Mr. Wang. After hearing this, she decided to close the consultation office and go to Wang Lao's house to take a look first.

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I helped Granny Bai go out, and when I walked to the end of the street... I saw firelight rising from a distance, and Wang Laozha was already burning paper clothes in front of his house.

I was so caught up in this scene that I cursed in my heart that it was bad luck, but just when I turned away and spat three times, Wang Laoxue suddenly screamed, and Granny Bai immediately grabbed me: "Something happened!

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"What happened!?" I trembled violently and turned around in fear. I saw Mr. Wang digging into the brazier for burning clothes. Suddenly, the wind blew, and the fire started to spread strangely with a "boom".

Wang Laochao became anxious at that time and hurriedly went into the house to bring a basin of water, as if he was going to drench the fire.

"Don't pour water into the brazier." Granny Bai warned hurriedly. But because she was old and weak, Wang Laoji didn't hear her at all, and poured the water into the brazier, and the firelight immediately dimmed.

"It's over," I knew in my heart. People of the older generation all know that burning clothes and paper is actually the most taboo thing about only burning half of something. As the saying goes, you come here in joy and come back disappointed. This will make them angry.

If it's a stomachache, or if it's more serious... Just in the midst of my thoughts, a gust of wind has come up suddenly. The wet money and paper ashes in the brazier were picked up by the wind. They circled on the brazier, blowing out a whirlpool like a tornado.

Pattern.

Seeing this strange scene, Wang Laozhao stood there blankly, trembling all over.

Grandma Bai hurriedly stepped forward, bent over and straightened the incense candle, and crossed the three chopsticks very quickly like a tripod. She set up the chopsticks, then took the Mingqian yellow paper on the side and tore off a flat paper figure.

.turned back to look at me: "Hair."

I understood immediately and pulled off a few hairs from the top of Mrs. Wang's head and gave them to her.

Granny Bai took the hair and tied it to the paper figure immediately. Then she stood the paper figure in front of the chopsticks. Then she folded the three wine cups that were offered in burnt clothes upright to form a Chinese character.

Finally, he raised the bottle high and let the wine flow into the upper cup. The wine overflowed and flowed into the two lower cups... When the three cups were full, the overflowing wine gathered and flowed in the direction of the brazier.

Grandma Bai turned around and said: "Kneel down!"

Wang Laochao didn't even think about it, and knelt down with a plop. Po Bai immediately warned: "Whoever you burned something for just now is like whoever sincerely admits his mistake."

Wang Laozha responded and began to kowtow: "Mom, please don't blame me...don't blame me!"

The wine in Bai Po's hand has been poured out, but the strange scene in front of her eyes still hasn't changed.

"What?" Granny Bai's cold tone brought out a threatening tone: "You don't want to eat the toast, but you still want to drink the fine wine!" The moment the voice fell, the cold wind suddenly stopped, and the unburned paper ashes stood straight in the air.

It fell back into the brazier.

Bai Po snorted coldly, raised a glass of wine and poured it directly into the brazier. Strangely enough, the moment the wine entered the brazier, a fire suddenly burst out, and the unburned paper clothes and banknotes all ignited again.

"It's okay," Granny Bai said, "She has forgiven you for the time being!"

"What do you mean temporarily?" Mr. Wang stood up and asked urgently: "Bai Po, you mean, my mother will come to see me again?"

"As the saying goes, people don't get together without fate, and ghosts don't come without grudges." Granny Bai smiled coldly: "Tonight happens to be the first seven doors, so you can't avoid what is coming!"

"Grandma Bai," Mr. Wang said anxiously, "You have to help me!"

"Then tell me," Granny Bai asked directly, "How did your mother die?"

"She, she," Wang Laozhao said with a guilty look on his face: "She was in the hospital, and the rescue was not urgent. She died on the hospital bed before the surgery the next day!"

Grandma Bai laughed like a ghost, which made Wang Laochao feel scared in his heart. In fact, I can best understand Wang Laochao's mood.

Because Grandma Bai often said that she walked the path of yin and yang and often dealt with ghosts and gods. Therefore, it was inevitable that her body had too much yin energy and was contaminated with death energy.

Her face was just like that of a hag in a horror movie. Just looking at her made me feel sick in my heart. Coupled with her cold and ghostly voice: "You are lying...for no reason. How could your mother become a ghost and not let go?"

Pass you?"

"I," Wang Laozhao was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat when he looked at Granny Bai... Granny Bai's eyes suddenly changed and she said in detail: "If it is the end of life, people who have expired will naturally be attracted by ghosts.

Go to the City God to report. But if Yang is a person who died in vain due to an accident or murder before his life was over, he died an untimely death... After death, he is also called a ghost who dies with resentment. This kind of ghost will remain in the Yang world for a period of time until his heart

Only when the grievances have subsided can we report to the City God."

Grandma Bai asked him in a ghostly voice: "Then tell me...are you being haunted by a ghost that kills you now?"

"It doesn't count!" Mr. Wang was agitated and reiterated tremblingly: "My mother died of illness because she didn't wait for the surgery the next day."
Chapter completed!