When I arrived at the kitchen, my dad frowned and asked me, "What's going on with Xia Mo?" I didn't hide it, and just told my dad truthfully.

My grandmother spoke from the side, saying that I was not young anymore, it was time to find a wife, and she wanted to carry a great-grandson before going downstairs.

I was speechless when I heard this. Why did the topic change so quickly?

At this moment, I also spoke directly to my dad, saying that I wanted to go and burn incense with my mother, but just after I finished speaking, I found that my dad's expression became extremely heavy.

"Is that girl who asked you to go?"

I was stunned. I didn't expect my dad to guess it directly, but when I saw my dad's expression was a little strange, it was indeed Xia Mo was going to go.

When she asked about my mother, I told her that my mother was gone, and she said she would go and worship.

My dad's frown did not relax. After pondering for a while, my dad's low voice came out: "You can go, remember, come back quickly after burning incense."

I was a little confused. For some reason, I said that Xia Mo was going to worship my mother, and my father's expression would become a little heavy.

Even on the side, grandma's face became a little ugly.

I didn't ask much, and walked out of the kitchen with the food. The meal started soon. When I was having dinner, the old corpse maker had not come back yet. To be honest, this was a bit embarrassing, after all, they were doing things for us.

Now we are having dinner at home, but the old corpse maker is working outside. It was just what he asked, so I can't say anything.

After eating, I went to the main hall to get incense, candles and paper money, and took Xia Mo to the back mountain. Along the way, I saw Xia Mo's eyes constantly looking around, and I didn't know what she was looking at.

When I arrived at my mother's grave, I saw Xia Mo squatting in place, motionless. I pulled Xia Mo and asked her what was wrong?

At this time, Xia Mo looked at me with a serious face and asked me if I was sure my mother had dying of dysfunction?

I was stunned by Xia Mo's question again. I asked her what she meant? My dad, my grandmother and my grandfather said this about my mother's death from childbirth.

Could it be that they would lie to me? At this time, Xia Mo shook his head, then looked at me and said, "Have you ever thought about a possibility?"

I looked at Xia Mo's heavy face and my heart became a little solemn. I asked her what the possibility was?

Xia Mo pondered for a moment, then spoke directly to me, "The night when something happened, it was your mother who knocked on the door."

Although I had already been prepared, Xia Mo's words were like a heavy hammer, directly hitting my heart, making it difficult for me to breathe.

My chest kept rising and falling, but my heart was shocked indescribably. If my guesses before were just my own guesses, but now Xia Mo's guesses actually coincide with me.

I didn't know what to say, and Xia Mo quickly told me not to be excited. This is just a guess. You have to take the specific things slowly. For example, the most important thing now is to figure out how my mother died?

This is very important. Xia Mo was born directly and told me that my mother's grave was a little strange and made her unable to see through it. On the surface, this area could not be buried at all.

Even Mr. Yin and Yang of average standards should not have buried people here, so she was very confused.

After saying that, Xia Mo had already taken the incense candle in my hand and said that he would burn incense to my mother first.

When I realized it, Xia Mo had already started lighting the candle. At this time, Xia Mo glanced at the small grave next to me and asked me whose grave it was?

I said it was an unknown lonely tomb, but every time I came to burn incense to my mother, I would worship it. Xia Mo nodded without asking much questions.

After worshiping my mother, we lit an incense stick of the small grave next to us. Then Xia Mo wandered around my mother's grave for a while. Finally, Xia Mo shook his head helplessly and whispered to himself, saying that she still couldn't see anything.

We had to return. On the way, I couldn't help but ask Xia Mo: "Did you find something, so you came to visit my mother's grave?"

After asking, I looked at Xia Mo and saw Xia Mo's brows frowned slightly. I felt that Xia Mo would not tell me, but I didn't expect Xia Mo to speak out directly.

"Yes, actually, as soon as I arrived, I found that the aura behind your house was a bit strange, but I couldn't tell you the specific one. I thought I could see something after I went there, but I overestimated myself."

After saying that, Xia Mo fell into silence and stopped talking. After we arrived home, we found that the old corpse maker had not come back yet.

When I got home, I kept thinking about what Xia Mo said to me, how did my mother die? Did my dad and the others lie to me?

But I felt that it was a bit inappropriate to ask so suddenly, so I planned to think about it and then ask.

After waiting for more than an hour, it was a little dark, and I saw a figure appearing outside our yard, which was an old corpse craftsman.

My dad and I quickly met him and asked the old corpse maker how it was going?

The old corpse maker nodded and said, "I've found it, but I still have to go and see it for details."

We were suddenly happy when we heard this, and then my father asked the old corpse maker to eat first. After working for the whole afternoon, we didn't eat anything. The old corpse maker nodded, probably really hungry.

My grandmother hurried into the kitchen to warm up the dishes and waited for the old corpse maker to finish eating. My dad was going to let the old corpse maker rest, but he stood up and said it was not too late, asking me to take him to the back mountain of our house as soon as possible.

Upon hearing this, my father and I were both in place and were silent for a moment. My father just spoke up and asked the old corpse maker: "Mr. Zi, do you mean that the piece of land you are looking for is on the back mountain of our house?"

The old corpse maker nodded directly and asked my dad if there was any problem? My dad was stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

"You can't be buried in the back mountain!"

At this time, my grandmother, who had never spoken, made a sudden sound.

The old corpse maker frowned, looked at grandma, and then looked at my dad, and suddenly a silence fell into the room.

After a while, my dad sighed and said, "I'll take you there."

Looking at my father's heavy expression, I instinctively felt something was wrong, and then I thought of my mother's grave in the back mountain.

Is all this really related to my mother's inseparable?

Otherwise, when the old corpse maker said that the place he was looking for was in the back mountain, how could my dad have such a look?
Chapter completed!