Time became darker and darker, and there was no time to explain. Ignore my dad and rushed into the inner room.

At this time, my grandfather walked out of the inner room and was holding a string of red sandalwood Buddhist beads in his hand.

Seeing me coming back in a panic, I scolded me in a slight manner: "Okay, you grandson, are you willing to come back?"

A grandson of a tortoise?

Damn, I have no complaints about this and I have no way to resist.

Grandpa is also a happy person. He often jokes with me, and his eyes are full of love.

However, before I could speak, my grandfather's expression became serious the next second, and he immediately said seriously: "Xiaochen, how many times have I told you? Can't I take things of unknown origins home casually?

This time, where did you find the things?"

This is not a thing.

If it weren't for this thing, I'm afraid I wouldn't have come back now.

Before I could explain, I immediately rushed into my grandfather's arms and couldn't help but scream: "Grandpa, save me..."

Gossi.

Only then did my grandfather see the Yin-Yang Sword in my hand clearly, and his old hand suddenly froze. He knew what I was talking about.

Grandpa's expression was almost distorted, and his tone seemed very excited: "Xiaochen, where did you get this thing?"

After so many years, I have never seen my grandfather be so excited. He must have recognized the origin of the Yin-Yang Sword in my hand.

Then, I dug up the century-old locust tree when I first started with Zhenjian and Lin Kun was cheated by the Internet cafe owner, and I started to meet the blind man later, as well as the bronze dagger given to me by the blind man, and the various things that happened to the female ghost.

There was also the incident, the incident of the infinite temple, and the mysterious disappearance of thousands of cats. When they finally met the strange little paper man on the way home, they told their grandfather one by one.

When grandpa heard this, he frowned: "Did you meet Qingxia Maofei? He is wearing an eye mask?"

I nodded solemnly.

When grandpa heard this, he just said silently: "Yes, yes."

But I was very surprised that the blind man's original intention made me feel a little confused.

I don't believe that the blind man doesn't know this, but he still let me do this. Once the ghost gets into bed, I will die.

And that magical glowing bronze dagger would fly towards the female ghost.

Grandpa explained: "Mao Fei is saving you. Shoes are on the bed, ghosts are on the bed, yes. But you have Yin-Yang Sword and Bronze Dagger in your hand, and the two energys together form the gate of the Yin Mansion. He wants to lure him.

The female ghost went to the gate of ghosts, but the female ghost was smarter and had seen through the blind man's Yin-Yang technique. The bronze dagger is not an ordinary thing. The reason why it shines is because there is a master's hidden inside the bronze dagger.

Golden Talisman, this kind of golden Talisman is a rare amulet. It is the handprints in your palm. Just memorize them carefully and you will learn a lot of things that you can't imagine. As for your two roommates, you are digging for a hundred years.

After Huai, he was already dead."

How is it possible?

The next few days, they were playing and playing with me, how could they die?

I can't believe it.

Moreover, there is something about Zhenjian. The forensic doctor also said that Zhenjian had died the morning before yesterday.

But how can one speak after a person dies?

I suddenly remembered the scene of a strange water cup on the table falling to the ground and shattering when I was having a fight with Zhenjian.

Could it be that Zhenjian at that time was also a ghost?

Grandpa said that the female ghost was playing games with me. As for why the female ghost didn’t kill me directly, grandpa also thought that it was very likely because of the Yin-Yang Sword.

However, when grandpa heard me that thousands of cats gathered together and disappeared mysteriously, he was not surprised at all. His reaction was greatly beyond my expectations. Including when I saw Wuliang Tianzun, grandpa said Wuliang Tianzun

I was dead a few months ago and my tone of speaking seemed very calm until I said, "I was a blind apprentice," Grandpa became excited again.

"What? The blind apprentice Mao Tian? It's broken, not good, Xiao Chen, you've been cheated."

I'll go, what's going on?

Grandpa explained that the blind man's name is Mao Fei, and he is the only successor of the Mao family of the nine Yin and Yang families. He has never accepted an apprentice for so many years.

"The blind man will not accept disciples. Xiao Chen, let me see if there is a ghost pattern on the soles of your feet?"

I'll go, this old man can even guess this matter? Is it really amazing?

I lifted the soles of my feet and showed it to my grandfather.

Mao Tian said that it was a ghost painting talisman.

After seeing it, my grandfather stood up excitedly with a serious expression: "This is not a ghost drawing of talismans, this is a kind of talisman art of tracking. Alas, what should come, it will come after all, it is a blessing or not a disaster.

It's a disaster that cannot be avoided."

Grandpa pointed his finger at the soles of my feet. As soon as I felt pain, the ghost talisman disappeared.

Not a ghost-drawing talisman?

But why did Maotian deceive me? Follow me?

What exactly does he want to do?

It seems that they want to find grandpa?

It turned out that the man deliberately wanted to get himself home and find his grandfather.

What exactly happened in this?

Moreover, I can feel that things seem to be serious.

I couldn't help but get anxious and asked, "Grandpa, what happened?"

Grandpa sighed without much explanation and said, "Where did you meet the little paper man?"

"It's at the intersection of the mountain." I answered hurriedly.

There was also the strange scene that I told my grandfather. He didn't say much, his expression was serious, and then he began to teach me paper-cutting people.

Why are paper-cutters at this time?

I couldn't help but say anxiously: "Grandpa, that female ghost will come to take my life. We are the paper drawing man now..."

Grandpa looked extremely ugly. He was worried and left the word "saving his life" and called his father into the inner room.

I dare not ignore my grandfather's words. When I met a blind man in the park, the blind man was also a paper-cutter. Speaking of which, paper-cutter is also a craft. It is very simple to say, but it is difficult to cut it well.

I can't do this craft at all, so I can only copy it, pick up the scissors on the table, and start cutting it up like a decent look. Even though I was very serious, the cut paper man was still very rough.

Several cuts in succession,

But my dad and grandpa were still in the inner room, and occasionally my grandpa’s angry voice came.

"No, just listen to me."

But I wanted to listen carefully, but I didn't know what they were saying. It seemed that they were saying some whispers, and it seemed that they were deliberately avoiding me.

After I cut a few small paper men casually, I suddenly remembered the paper dolls in those funeral shops, all with hands, feet, eyes and mouth. Looking at the ugly little paper men in my hand, I only

I felt that I lacked the charm. How could I replace me so ugly? So I picked up the brush and pointed it at my eyes twice.

Soon, grandpa seemed to have finished explaining to his father, and then walked out of the inner room.

There seemed to be tears on the corners of my father's eyes.

Seeing the little paper man with eyes drawn on the table, Grandpa was furious and said furiously: "Bastard, who told you to draw eyes?"

Grandpa's anger scared me so much that the pen in my hand fell to the ground.

Grandpa loves me the most. I don’t know how many mistakes I have made before. Grandpa has never beat me, nor has he scolded me. Even if I told grandma about his hidden private money, he has never been angry.

But this time, I was furious because of this little thing.

For a moment I was frightened: "Grandpa, I...I just think this little paper man is too ugly and not vivid, so I..."

Grandpa wished he could slap me from three-dimensional to flat surfaces, and then from flat to three-dimensional measurements. He said with a grudge: "Transport the spirit? Do you want to convey the spirit more? Do you use your life to convey the spirit? Ah? Paper horse

If you have a foothold and don’t raise your mane, you don’t draw your eyes. If you draw your eyes, you will have aura and will provoke unclean things. Is it not enough to provoke a female ghost?"

This... can this provoke ghosts?

But I don't know, I accidentally violated the taboo.

For a moment, I was so angry that I couldn't speak. I felt that my grandfather seemed to be very excited and very irritable today.

Seeing this, the father beside him hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Dad, forget it, the child is ignorant, don't scare the child."

But the next second, my dad's actions made me unpredictable.

"Pap ..."

A loud slap caught me off guard.

Don't scare me?

What's going to do?

Then, before I could react, a bowl of strong tea poured over.
To be continued...