My father took me home. When I got home, my father closed the door and said with a livid face: "Ah Chen, what happened to you and grandpa last night?"

Grandpa has repeatedly warned me not to talk about what happened last night.

How can I explain this to my dad?

There is also the matter of the clay Buddha. If others find out about it, I am afraid it will bring disaster to the family.

But now that my grandfather is dead, I am a layman myself. Although my father is a dabbler, at least he knows more than me.

I was very confused. Before my grandfather died, he told me not to talk.

For a moment, I was very entangled and conflicted.

Dad frowned slightly. Seeing me hesitating, he refused to say anything for a long time, and said sternly: "Did you go to the back mountain?"

This...how did dad know?

I nodded heavily. I'm afraid I can't hide it from them now. Besides, I always felt that they must know something.

When Dad heard this, his face changed in shock, his brows furrowed even more, and his tone became gloomy: "What are you doing in the back mountain?"

The muscles on my father's face couldn't help but tremble, and his face was ferocious. I had never seen my father like this before, and I felt nervous for a moment.

Maybe telling dad can solve the mystery of grandpa's death.

It was me who caused Grandpa's trouble, and I didn't want Grandpa to die in an unknown way.

Besides, my dad is my closest relative, so I believe he will keep this secret.

The corners of his mouth could not help but tremble as he said: "We went to the Cao Temple in the back mountain and opened an altar there to perform rituals."

When Dad heard this, he suddenly changed. He shook his hands inadvertently and said anxiously: "How can there be any grass temple in the back mountain? You come back very rarely. The grass temple has been destroyed in the past two years.

Demolished."

Waterfalk.

Demolished...demolished?

No...impossible...

When my grandfather and I went there, the grass temple was still as strong as before, without any changes.

Did dad make a mistake?

"Impossible. What my grandfather and I saw with our own eyes last night is absolutely unmistakable. It was the thatched grass temple from before." I can guarantee this with my personality and appearance.

Dad suddenly clapped his big hands, frowned, and said: "It's broken, what you saw must be the Yin Temple."

What? What the hell?

Yin Temple?

Later, my father said that the Yin Temple is a temple in the underworld, a place where ghosts pray for peace.

I was suddenly shocked. Oh no, my grandpa burned down the Yin Temple. Wouldn’t that mean he was destroying his ancestors?

No wonder grandpa said it was a sinful thing.

I was frightened for a moment.

This is how to do?

Dad shook his head and sighed: "Ah Chen, remember, don't mention this to anyone in the future. If anyone asks, just tell me you've never been to Houshan, you know?"

I also realized the seriousness of the problem. I'm afraid this matter is much more serious than I imagined.

The key is, until now, I still don’t know whether the female ghost has been dumped or whether she will come looking for trouble for me.

My father said that he would send me away after my grandfather's funeral affairs were settled. Moreover, I was not allowed to go home for three years.

I asked him why, and he said that this was something his grandfather had told him before he was alive. He didn't know why, so he could only do what his grandfather said.

Suddenly I understood. No wonder my grandfather was reluctant to leave and had a long talk with his father before leaving. It turned out that my grandfather had already anticipated this day and was explaining his funeral arrangements to his father.

No wonder there were still faint tears hanging from the corners of my father's eyes when he came out of the room.

finally, I understand.

But what happened to grandpa? Why was he unwilling to tell him until his death?

I suspect that grandpa's death must be related to what happened to him before. From the female ghost and Mao Tian's

I saw some clues about it.

He secretly made up his mind to avenge his grandfather.

Then dad started to prepare for grandpa’s funeral.

I suddenly remembered that pair of gold silk shoes.

Very weird.

In my dream, I dreamed about that masked man who gave me a pair of small shoes. How could it appear in reality?

Weirdly tight.

He hurriedly walked into the house and opened the pillow.

The next moment, my expression changed in shock.

Then... those little shoes actually... disappeared.

My breathing became faster and faster.

Those red shoes are no joke, they might kill someone if they don't go well.

Who took those little shoes?

I couldn't help but become anxious.

Xiaomei?

right,

Only Xiaomei came to my house in the morning.

She must have taken it.

I immediately went out quickly and went to Xiaomei's home. Xiaomei's home was not far from us, not far from the old locust tree.

Time was running out, so he quickly patted the door: "Xiaomei, Xiaomei..."

Xiaomei held something in her hand and opened the door in a panic. I saw that her face looked very bad.

I said anxiously: "Where are the shoes? Shoes."

She looked at me in surprise and asked suspiciously: "What shoes?"

"Those red embroidered shoes."

"What red embroidered shoes? What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you take it?"

She shook her head slightly.

I hurriedly took her little hand and said anxiously: "Xiaomei, stop making trouble. If you take it, return it to me quickly. It's very important."

She slammed my hand away and said angrily: "No."

I strangled it, and sure enough, she took it.

This is no joke, it could kill someone.

I guessed that it was very likely that the pair of three-inch embroidered shoes belonged to the female ghost in red. Once Xiaomei takes possession of dirty things, I am afraid she will follow in the footsteps of Lin Kunzhenjian.

Then Xiaomei's face turned livid, and she said in a strange tone: "Okay, Ye Chen, I really do have you. I haven't seen you in two years, and you actually have another woman outside. You have grown up."

What the hell?

Another woman?

I don't have any girlfriend, I'm single. Besides, I also like Xiaomei in my heart, so how could I mess around with her?

This hat is a bit green.

This kind of thing cannot be misunderstood. If there is a misunderstanding, it will be in trouble.

"Meimei, what kind of girlfriend? I only have you in my heart, no other woman. Don't you know my love for you after all these years? Come on, touch my heart, it's all filled with you."

.”

I took her hand and put it against my chest, feeling my heartbeat.

In all conscience, I really didn’t do anything to feel sorry for Xiaomei.

Except for the one time in my dream last night.

After all, it was a dream.

However, Xiaomei's expression was quite disgusting.

He shook my hand away hard again.
To be continued...