"You don't worry about this anymore. I have my own way. I have already called my big baby's soul back. You can bury the person tomorrow night!" Grandpa said to Yanguo San.

Yanguo San nodded thoughtfully after hearing his grandfather's words.

Grandpa packed up his things in just a few seconds and prepared to go home.

"Big brother, sit down and drink a little water before leaving!" Yan Pot San said.

"No, you and the kid are in place to install the door and don't let others know about tonight!" Grandpa said, and after that, he carried a cloth bag and walked towards the door.

One of the doors of the three smoke pot houses was shaken by that thing, and the other was shaking. Grandpa bent down and picked up the Taotie bronze mirror under the door. The bronze mirror was in half and it was slightly hot to touch. Grandpa looked at the broken bronze mirror in his hand and couldn't help but sweat.

"It's not a big deal?" Yan Pot San asked from behind.

"No... it's okay, okay, I'm leaving!" Grandpa hurriedly hid the Duanjing in his arms, and the doors of the three houses except for the smoke pot.

Walking on the dark road, my grandfather was full of thoughts.

Suddenly, grandpa staggered and almost fell to the ground. Then, there was another burst of coughing. Grandpa felt his throat sweet and hurriedly took it to his mouth with his hands. Grandpa coughed out black and red liquid...

"Uncle Jiang, are you okay?" Suddenly, there was a voice coming from the front, and a black shadow stood in front of him.

"Who?" Grandpa asked sternly.

The man suddenly turned on the flashlight and shone it towards his grandfather, "Uncle Jiang, I am Defu!" The man walked over.

When I walked in, I found out that it was the village chief.

"Uncle Jiang, are you okay? I've been waiting for you at your doorstep for a long time!" said the village chief.

Grandpa hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said firmly, "Oh? It's so late, what's the matter with me?"

"This..., just now..., Uncle Jiang, let's go home and talk slowly!" The village chief hurriedly helped his grandfather and walked towards the house.

After returning home, my grandfather sat on the bed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Defu, what's the matter? Tell me!" Grandpa said to the village chief. "You don't worry about this anymore. I have my own way. I have already called my big baby's soul back. You can bury the person tomorrow night!" Grandpa said to Yanguo San.

Yanguo San nodded thoughtfully after hearing his grandfather's words.

Grandpa packed up his things in just a few seconds and prepared to go home.

"Big brother, sit down and drink a little water before leaving!" Yan Pot San said.

"No, you and the kid are in place to install the door and don't let others know about tonight!" Grandpa said, and after that, he carried a cloth bag and walked towards the door.

One of the doors of the three smoke pot houses was shaken by that thing, and the other was shaking. Grandpa bent down and picked up the Taotie bronze mirror under the door. The bronze mirror was in half and it was slightly hot to touch. Grandpa looked at the broken bronze mirror in his hand and couldn't help but sweat.

"It's not a big deal?" Yan Pot San asked from behind.

"No... it's okay, okay, I'm leaving!" Grandpa hurriedly hid the Duanjing in his arms, and the doors of the three houses except for the smoke pot.

Walking on the dark road, my grandfather was full of thoughts.

Suddenly, grandpa staggered and almost fell to the ground. Then, there was another burst of coughing. Grandpa felt his throat sweet and hurriedly took it to his mouth with his hands. Grandpa coughed out black and red liquid...

"Uncle Jiang, are you okay?" Suddenly, there was a voice coming from the front, and a black shadow stood in front of him.

"Who?" Grandpa asked sternly.

The man suddenly turned on the flashlight and shone it towards his grandfather, "Uncle Jiang, I am Defu!" The man walked over.

When I walked in, I found out that it was the village chief.

"Uncle Jiang, are you okay? I've been waiting for you at your doorstep for a long time!" said the village chief.

Grandpa hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said firmly, "Oh? It's so late, what's the matter with me?"

"This..., just now..., Uncle Jiang, let's go home and talk slowly!" The village chief hurriedly helped his grandfather and walked towards the house.

After returning home, my grandfather sat on the bed and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Defu, what's the matter? Tell me!" Grandpa said to the village chief.
Chapter completed!