Yan Ling really didn't go with me, but when he left, he took Aunt Zhang with him.

I know her intention.

Aunt Zhang is already counting down her life. Yan Ling will definitely have more questions to ask if he takes her away, which will also make it easier for me to deal with the matter of the female ghost in red.

Lao Huang and others all returned to school, and it was still Zhou Cong and I who headed to Laoguan Village.

It's just a night spent once and for all.

When we arrived at Laoguan Village, we saw a few old people smoking at the entrance of the village.

Since it was daytime, we simply drove in.

The car stopped in front of a big willow tree, and an old man appeared with a pickaxe.

"Old Ma died yesterday. If you try to find him to make paper figures, you'll be too late," the old man said.

Zhou Cong couldn't help but ask: "Is Lao Ma really dead?"

"Do you know him?" The old man looked us up and down.

I quickly said: "I asked him for a paper figurine before, so we had a romantic relationship."

"Oh, that's it. He died, and the funeral was held at midnight yesterday."

The old man suddenly looked toward the yard, his eyes flickering: "It's paper figures carrying the coffin. There was a new tomb at the end of the village this morning."

My face was filled with astonishment!

Generally speaking, things like paper figures carrying coffins are quite taboo topics, but judging from the old man's appearance, he didn't seem to be too taboo about it.

"So awesome." I said haha.

"But it's not good. Before he died, Lao Ma said that he would die yesterday and that he didn't need others to care about his funeral. As a result, the grave was erected early this morning. But speaking of it, there was a man who claimed to be his apprentice and stood guard in front of the grave, saying

To guard the tomb for three years and then take up his mantle is very strange, I have never seen him before."

Zhou Cong and I looked at each other.

There was a thought in my heart: "Uncle, where is the grave? Now that I have caught up, I have to burn some paper money for Lao Ma no matter what."

The old man pointed to a location.

Zhou Cong and I bought some paper money and walked there.

Sure enough, there was a new tomb at the foot of the mountain ahead. In front of the tomb was a man wearing hemp and mourning, sitting there with a paper figurine tied up.

This is the first time I have seen a paper figure tied in front of a grave. It looks like he is very skillful in his technique. He is a skilled craftsman!

Hearing the noise, he looked up but said nothing.

Zhou Cong and I burned paper for Lao Ma.

After burning the paper, I said directly: "Yesterday, I asked Master Ma for a paper figurine. The paper figurine changed its soul and brought back a female ghost in red. Can you please hang it on a willow tree?"

The man finally stopped what he was doing and looked at us.

"Two hundred paper figures and ten thousand hanging souls."

"ah?"

I couldn't help but be startled!

Then I realized...

This costs money!

Hanging Soul actually costs 10,000? This is too expensive!

But next to him, Zhou Cong patted his chest directly: "No problem."

I'm going to...

He must be a rich second generation!

The man took out his mobile phone, showed the payment code, and the transfer payment was completed in one go.

Then, the man followed us down the mountain. When I handed the paper man over, I asked him if he needed anything else.

He told us that we didn’t need anything anymore. If we were worried, we could come and see her at any time. He would not leave and would stay here. If something happened to the female ghost, we could ask him to refund the money.

Only then did I realize that Lao Ma and his apprentice were not simple papermakers, but the guardians of the willow tree.

After everything was in order, Zhou Cong and I left the village.

On the way back, Zhou Cong asked me: "The female ghost in red is gone, but there are still many ghosts in the school. We won't be found again in the future, right?"

I laughed: "Ghosts are everywhere, and they won't find people for no reason. As long as you don't wander around the South Teaching Building, nothing will happen. Besides..."

I patted Zhou Cong on the shoulder: "As long as a person has strong firepower, ghosts will not dare to get close."

Zhou Cong smiled awkwardly: "You are right, you still have to quit sex."

I didn't ask him what will happen to him and Yang Xiaoou, because I know very well that he and Yang Xiaoou will not be together. A rich second-generation playboy like Zhou Cong cannot be tied to a woman like Yang Xiaoou, let alone what happened after these things.

Finally, when the two saw each other, they felt a little awkward.

When I returned to school, it was almost noon.

Zhou Cong said he would treat us to dinner and toast to our luck in surviving.

I refused.

Because I still have business to do!

First I asked for leave, and then got on the bus home at one o'clock in the afternoon.

I'm going to see grandpa and I want to ask a lot of things!

After getting off the car, I took the last train at the county station and arrived at the village. It was already evening.

I greeted the villagers along the way and soon arrived at my door.

My grandfather and father did not live together. My father worked in the county town and rented a building. He could not come back even once a year. I didn't want to see them, so I didn't stay in the county town.

The house is very old, with black tiles and wooden frames and papered windows.

There were some dim lights in the room, and I felt excited: "Grandpa!"

Laughter suddenly came from the room: "Hey, Xiaonan is back!"

When I walked to the door, grandpa happened to come out.

Grandpa is an immortal, but to be honest, he doesn't have any sense of immortality. He has dark skin, a thin figure, a stooped back, wrinkles on his face when he smiles, and no more than ten teeth in his mouth.

He was wearing a vest and a pair of trousers that were rolled up to his knees and washed until they faded.

But looking at this familiar figure, I feel warm in my heart!

"grandfather!"

I walked over and hugged Grandpa.

"Haha! You came back just in time. I was just about to eat. Let's eat together."

"Well, I happen to be hungry."

The meal is very simple, including corn dregs porridge with pickles and a plate of stewed cabbage, without any fishy taste.

But I ate it deliciously!

"Grandpa, did you predict that I would arrive home at this time and deliberately wait for me to eat?"

"Um."

Grandpa nodded and gave me some cabbage.

I ate it quickly without asking any questions at the dinner table.

After we both finished eating, I washed the dishes and put them aside.

Grandpa took the initiative to speak: "You must have a lot of questions in your heart. Originally, I didn't plan to tell you. I brought many secrets into the coffin. In the final analysis, I am a shallow person. I didn't expect that you would eventually take this path. It would have been a long time ago."

Knowing this, I should have taught you earlier, and you have wasted so many years in vain."

I didn't speak.

I know grandpa must have a lot more to say.

"Before I say this, there is something I think I should tell you."

Grandpa's rough hand held the back of my hand: "You are actually not your father's biological child."

"What?"

I widened my eyes and looked at Grandpa in disbelief!

I have thought about many different conversation situations, but I never thought I would hear something like this!

"I'm not my father's biological child? Then my mother...she..."

"My expression was wrong. Your mother and your father are not husband and wife. They have no relationship whatsoever."

"this……"

My mind is in chaos.
Chapter completed!