This time, the village chief finally saw the "person", the woman in white, standing behind the smoke pot like a ghost, and the village chief was shocked.

"This...is this?" the village chief asked in surprise.

"Did that woman see that? The son of Smokepot Three was scared to death by her last night!" Grandpa said sternly.

Speaking of this, the village chief's forehead was already sweating, "Uncle Jiang, so... there is really... there is a ghost!"

"Hmph, not only are there ghosts, but I'm afraid this ghost is still our own family!" said grandpa.

"My family? Uncle Jiang, what do you mean by saying... what do you mean?" The village chief seemed even more surprised.

"What does it mean? You know the most in your heart! They are all good things you did half a year ago!" Grandpa scolded.

"I? I did it... Uncle Jiang, are you saying... she really turned into a ghost?" The village chief sweated heavily on his head.

"Hmph!" Grandpa did not answer the village chief.

"Impossible...Impossible. Now it's socialism, no ghosts! This is impossible!" The village chief was extremely nervous at this time.

Grandpa spitted a mouthful of cigarettes and said, "Impossible. Think about the recent events in the village, and look at this photo. Don't you feel familiar with the white shadow on it? As the village chief..."

"Don't say it again, Uncle Jiang... Don't say it again! It's socialism now, and we need to talk about science. I don't believe there are ghosts in this world, I don't believe it!" The village chief said urgently after interrupting his grandfather.

After saying this, the village chief got up and went into his own room, leaving his grandfather alone there.

Grandpa looked at the village chief's back as he left, sighed helplessly, and got up to go home.

Just as my grandfather was about to leave, the village chief ran out of the house and called out to grandfather, "Uncle Jiang, it is best not to let the villagers know these words. This is superstition. If you know it, you will be arrested for a criticism and controversy meeting!" The village chief said, his tone a bit harsh, as if he was threatening grandfather.

Grandpa turned around, glanced at the village chief, and without saying anything, he stepped out of the village chief's house.

After returning home, my grandfather took out the key and opened the most mysterious wardrobe in the house.

This cabinet has not been opened for more than ten years. My father was naughty when he was a child. He once wanted to secretly pry open the wooden cabinet several times to see what "baby" was hidden inside. But there was no success. When my father almost prying open the cabinet, my grandfather would always appear on time and beat my father hard.

Grandpa opened the cabinet and took out a cloth bag from it. Grandpa opened the cloth bag with his trembling hands. The cloth bag contained a snake-shaped purple wood sword, a gilded incense burner, a bronze Taotie mirror, a stalk-stopping wood, an imperial bell and other magical tools, all of which were used for sacrifices.

Grandpa slowly picked up the purple wood sword, wiped the dust on it with his sleeve, and said to himself with a trembling corner of his mouth, "Old guy, we're meeting again, this time I have no choice! I don't want to see the people in the village being robbed. After this matter is over, I will definitely send you back to the old place!!"

Grandpa packed up his things and hurried to the smoke pot three house under the night. This time, the village chief finally saw the "person", the woman in white, standing behind the smoke pot three like a ghost, and the village chief was shocked.

"This...is this?" the village chief asked in surprise.

"Did that woman see that? The son of Smokepot Three was scared to death by her last night!" Grandpa said sternly.

Speaking of this, the village chief's forehead was already sweating, "Uncle Jiang, so... there is really... there is a ghost!"

"Hmph, not only are there ghosts, but I'm afraid this ghost is still our own family!" said grandpa.

"My family? Uncle Jiang, what do you mean by saying... what do you mean?" The village chief seemed even more surprised.

"What does it mean? You know the most in your heart! They are all good things you did half a year ago!" Grandpa scolded.

"I? I did it... Uncle Jiang, are you saying... she really turned into a ghost?" The village chief sweated heavily on his head.

"Hmph!" Grandpa did not answer the village chief.

"Impossible...Impossible. Now it's socialism, no ghosts! This is impossible!" The village chief was extremely nervous at this time.

Grandpa spitted a mouthful of cigarettes and said, "Impossible. Think about the recent events in the village, and look at this photo. Don't you feel familiar with the white shadow on it? As the village chief..."

"Don't say it again, Uncle Jiang... Don't say it again! It's socialism now, and we need to talk about science. I don't believe there are ghosts in this world, I don't believe it!" The village chief said urgently after interrupting his grandfather.

After saying this, the village chief got up and went into his own room, leaving his grandfather alone there.

Grandpa looked at the village chief's back as he left, sighed helplessly, and got up to go home.

Just as my grandfather was about to leave, the village chief ran out of the house and called out to grandfather, "Uncle Jiang, it is best not to let the villagers know these words. This is superstition. If you know it, you will be arrested for a criticism and controversy meeting!" The village chief said, his tone a bit harsh, as if he was threatening grandfather.

Grandpa turned around, glanced at the village chief, and without saying anything, he stepped out of the village chief's house.

After returning home, my grandfather took out the key and opened the most mysterious wardrobe in the house.

This cabinet has not been opened for more than ten years. My father was naughty when he was a child. He once wanted to secretly pry open the wooden cabinet several times to see what "baby" was hidden inside. But there was no success. When my father almost prying open the cabinet, my grandfather would always appear on time and beat my father hard.

Grandpa opened the cabinet and took out a cloth bag from it. Grandpa opened the cloth bag with his trembling hands. The cloth bag contained a snake-shaped purple wood sword, a gilded incense burner, a bronze Taotie mirror, a stalk-stopping wood, an imperial bell and other magical tools, all of which were used for sacrifices.

Grandpa slowly picked up the purple wood sword, wiped the dust on it with his sleeve, and said to himself with a trembling corner of his mouth, "Old guy, we're meeting again, this time I have no choice! I don't want to see the people in the village being robbed. After this matter is over, I will definitely send you back to the old place!!"

Grandpa packed up his things and hurried to the smoke pot houses in the dark.
Chapter completed!