The funeral home car drove to my house early in the morning, and Fu Xing and Jiang Han also arrived, saying that they wanted to send grandma on their last journey.

Sitting in Bai Ji's car and heading to Zhoushan, my thoughts remained in the dream last night.

It was more like a warning, implying that if I didn't follow its script, my whole family would be in danger of life.

The woman wearing a cheongsam in my dream is not the woman in Fangxin’s apartment photo. It seems to be a little bit like a big white face with disheveled hair that I have seen.

But what is its script and how do I follow its plan?

It took four hours to drive from Li City to Zhoushan. Bai Ji became a driving tool without emotions, and we didn't say a word along the way.

I only came to Zhoushan when I was a child. My grandfather passed away early. The last time I came, my grandfather passed away. I was only seven years old that year.

I haven't set foot in more than ten years, and the old house in Zhoushan has not changed at all.

The old house was renovated in the 1950s and 1980s. In the suburbs of Zhoushan, there is a separate yard with two two-story buildings in the front yard, which is already a bit dilapidated. The back yard is behind the two small buildings. It has been renovated several times and is even considered a countertop.

Some elders were busy arranging grandma's funeral, and we juniors were arranged to wait for the funeral ceremony tomorrow in the outer courtyard.

After a day of confusion, I even sent two lunches to the room by the front yard. I closed the door and never went out.

Suddenly I felt that without a cell phone, I could emptie myself without being disturbed, which was also great.

Until late at night, I knocked on Bai Ji's door and had dinner with him.

"When grandma's funeral is done tomorrow, I'll buy a new phone." This is the first thing Bai Ji said to me this day. It should be that I heard Fu Xing's words last night and I haven't disturbed me.

I sighed: "No hurry."

"No, it's very urgent." He seemed to have no appetite, put down his chopsticks and lit a cigarette, "Don't you want to know what's going on?"

I nodded in ignorance, feeling that Bai Ji already knew what its script was.

"According to its ideas, a haunted house will come to you soon."

I understand that this is its script, and I can discover the last secret through the haunted house.

However, this is obviously my business, or even my family business, why does Bai Jihui care so much?

And he seemed to know more than me.

"Bai Ji, tell me honestly, is this matter related to you?"

I also put down my chopsticks and looked at him tightly, hoping to see a hint of clue from his micro-expression.

He used to hiding, except for saying that his family was doing business and that he had gone to the temple to live for a while after dropping out of school in his second year of high school, he never mentioned his own business.

But this time, he didn't seem to be thinking about being mysterious, and nodded as if he was smoking a cigarette.

It has something to do with him!

Why is it related to him!

Is he also a member of the Pei family?

But his surname is clearly Bai.

"When grandma's funeral is completed, if you don't receive the business of the haunted house, you and I will go to a place."

He said it firmly, and seemed to have never considered whether I would agree.

“Where to go?”

“A temple.”

...

The next morning, the sky was getting dark.

Not only the elders, but also the brothers of the same generation are busy.

The ancestral tomb is a few kilometers away from the old house, with two kilometers of mountain roads to walk. There are specially hired people to carry coffins. The whole family took a car to the foot of the mountain and walked to the ancestral tomb, knocking and hitting all the way, which was very lively.

However, there are many things to pay attention to when burying, and women who belong to the yin are not allowed to accompany them.

Especially for unmarried women like me, they have even better yin energy and can only follow them from afar and cannot come forward.

The funeral team is moving forward steadily, but the weather is getting worse and worse. In winter, dark clouds can rarely be seen covering the sky, and even the air pressure becomes lower, which is so depressing that it makes people breathless.

The whistling cold wind blew, and I tightened my down jacket, but I could still feel the wind burrowing into my clothes.

"It's going to snow..." Bai Ji looked up at the sky and lit a cigarette. His cigarette recently seemed to be smoking more and more frequently. "It's better to bury my grandma before it snows."

Bai Ji has always been good at Feng Shui.

After hearing what he said, I became a little nervous, but I felt that it was a bit different from my cognition: "I have heard a saying that heavy snow will press on a new grave, and children and grandchildren will become adults."

"Don't you think the funeral procession is going too slowly?"

It's a bit slow, I think it's still within an understandable range. After all, the ceremonial guards that follow the music and singing in front cannot be as light as usual.

But Bai Ji said this, there must be his reason.

I narrowed my eyes and looked at the front of the team, and then I took a closer look and then the clues began.

It is not that the ceremonial guards walk slowly, but that the person carrying the coffin behind walks slowly. The ceremonial guards even deliberately slow down and wait for the people behind to follow.

The people carrying the coffin are all local strong men. Even if a coffin is very heavy, they shouldn't have been so hard.

When I was reading the novel, I once saw such a plot. The person carrying the coffin felt that the coffin was getting heavier and heavier, and even could not be lifted, so the ancestors would be buried another day.

Another gust of wind blew, and I shivered. Today's weather was really cold.

"Why do I go and tell them?"

Bai Ji put out the cigarette butt and threw it on the ground: "Look at it again, it's not that far."

The further I walked, the darker the sky became, so I had just walked to the ancestral grave. I looked at my watch and it took only half an hour to walk, but it had been nearly two hours.

I don’t know which cigarette Bai Ji smoked. He looked at the sky from time to time and then at the funeral team, his face getting more and more serious.

This is my first time to come to the Pei family’s ancestral tomb. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would never have thought that the scenes that appeared in tomb robbery novels would actually happen in front of me.

Bai Ji said that the Pei family’s ancestral tomb is located on a Feng Shui treasure land, backed by a mountain, with a pond in front of it, and beaded dragon veins, so the ancestral tomb is built on the dragon head.

Feng Shui is a very profound knowledge for me. I only know that it is a good place to be surrounded by mountains and rivers, and I can't remember any specific things.

"You learned these from temples?" I was curious. Feng Shui and Bagua should not be related to Taoist priests, so how could he learn some knowledge of Taoism in temples?

"My master is a very powerful person."

The burial procession in the distance had already begun to bury the ground, and my tears couldn't stop flowing down, and I knelt on the ground with a thud.

From then on, I will never see my grandma again.

"Get up first, don't cry." Bai Ji pulled me up. He kept looking at the sky, looking in a certain direction, his eyes becoming more and more anxious and more terrifying.

I was almost pulled up by him violently, wiped my tears, and looked at the place where he looked. I saw a red light suddenly appearing in the gloomy sky, red and enchanting, revealing a little weirdness.

Look at the sky and then look at the burial procession. Many people were almost shoveling open to the place where the coffin was placed. The suona and firecrackers began to ring together. I knew that this was about to prepare for the coffin.

"There are strange phenomena in the sky, so I must stop them as soon as possible." Bai Ji stopped talking and had already started running forward. I knew the seriousness of the matter and ran with him.

The red light from the sky was already coming. Just when I thought I could reach the ancestral grave, a flash of lightning suddenly passed by, followed by an ear-exploding thunder.

Thundering at this time? In January winter?

The thunder sound seemed to be near my ears, which scared me so much that I stopped and subconsciously hugged my head, and then looked at the place where I was buried. The thunder struck a tree not far from the ancestral grave.

The burial action accelerated. The Pei family knelt on the ground and cried loudly. My hand was pulled by Bai Ji and I started running again.

"quick!"

We were too far from the place where we were buried. I ran and asked Bai Ji for my cell phone. The hateful thing was that the only number I could remember was my mother, but she didn't come with me.

"Mom, call my uncles quickly. You can't be buried today, something is going to happen!" I didn't know what happened after all. I can only look at Bai Ji's performance. Something big may happen today.

"Xiao Mu, tell me clearly, what's wrong?" My mother didn't understand, so I heard the sound of cutting vegetables on the phone. I guess she was in the kitchen and the nanny was preparing lunch with her.

"It's too late to say it, call me, I'll hang up first."

Running while calling will affect my running speed. I have never been very physically strong. After only a few minutes of running, I feel like I am exhausted.

After shook Bai Ji's hand, I asked him to go first. I supported my knees and took a quick breath, and then I saw snowflakes falling around me.

You have to be buried before it snows...

Now that the coffin has been put into the tomb pit and has not been covered with soil, is this a step further?

I didn't dare to delay for a moment, so I ran forward again, hoping that Bai Ji could stop the coffin from being sealed, otherwise I really didn't know what was going to happen.

"What do you know, a young boy? You are buried when the sky drum sounds. This family descendants are amazing, which is a good omen!"

When I ran to the ancestral grave, Bai Ji had already stopped his family from burying. The Feng Shui master who was following me could not see it and stopped Bai Ji with a fierce eyebrows, as if he had been questioned by professional academics.

Bai Ji was not willing to be outdone, and pointed to the tree that was chopped to the smoke and said, "In winter, the sky is red, and it is snowing before the burial. It is full of strange phenomena in the sky. Do you tell me it is a good omen?"

The Feng Shui master was about forty years old, holding a compass in his hand, wearing a white Tai Chi suit, and a black mink coat. He looked at Bai Ji contemptuously and didn't take him seriously at all.

He snorted coldly and narrowed his eyes. I didn't think this looked like a Feng Shui master, but a hooligan gangster: "The sky is red and it is a great joy for fortune. It's hard to buy snow with money. Do you tell me if it's snowing, is it a different phenomenon? Children, you'd better go back and read books for a few more years, and you don't show your eyes here."

The Feng Shui master thought he was very imposing and wanted to grab Bai Ji's collar and push him away. After using it several times, Bai Ji didn't move at all. Especially when he saw his murderous gaze, the Feng Shui master was obviously a little guilty.

He let go of Bai Ji's collar, took a step back, and turned to look at the second uncle of the Pei family, the most senior: "Where did this kid come from? If you don't get buried in the auspicious time, you will have to stay at home for two days."

I have only met my second uncle twice. I came to the old house when I was seven years old, so I must have seen him.

When I was a child, I thought my second uncle was my grandfather’s brother. After reading the genealogy, I realized that they were all relatives from my grandmother’s side.

The second uncle was older than the grandmother. In the early 1900s, the great man could be considered late marriage and childbirth.

Now the second uncle is the oldest person in the family and the oldest. He says one thing, but he is more than others.

On one hand, I was a Feng Shui master invited by my family, and on the other hand, a friend who came with me, a junior. If I didn’t know what I was, I would believe the Feng Shui master’s words.

"Take this kid apart, listen to the sir, and seal the coffin and cover it with soil!"

At the command of the second uncle, several men from the family immediately stepped forward and pulled Bai Ji backward.

"You can't be buried!" Bai Ji looked at the sky again, and the enchanting red color had already illuminated half of the sky.
Chapter completed!