I cleaned up the bed in the bedroom, and was extremely tired, so I closed the door and lay down on the bed to rest.

The weird old man living in my grandfather's body had a very strange temper. I couldn't see through his intentions at all, so I must be careful with him.

There may be no need to be on guard against him all the time, because I had seen his strength an hour ago.

It is unbelievable that his attack speed is not something that humans can achieve! I can't even resist his move and half of the move. It is obvious that my strength and I are not at the same level. If he wants to kill me, he can break my neck just now, and there is no need to keep me alive until now.

If he pretended to be his grandfather and stayed at my house to help me, it means he was still not malicious. Judging from my current situation, it is better not to ask him too many things to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

I lay on the bed with my eyes closed and thought, and fell asleep unknowingly. When I woke up again, I found that it was already dark outside the window.

I got up and walked out of the house to the living room. When I saw that my father had already gotten off work, he sat on the chair in the living room with a serious expression and drank tea. His eyebrows were almost twisted into a hemp rope, as if he was worried.

The younger sister next to her lowered her head and lay on the table to do her homework seriously, looking well-behaved. It seemed that she knew that her father had a bad temper at this moment.

My father noticed me, so he looked up and asked, "I asked you to visit your grandpa's grave in the afternoon. Have you gone?"

I looked at my father with some surprise and answered truthfully: "Of course I'm going." In the afternoon, my father watched me prepare the things in the bamboo basket. Why do you still doubt me now?

"That's good." My father nodded, showing a leisurely expression, as if a big stone in his heart finally landed on the ground. He put down the teacup and asked me: "Do you know why you have to go to the grave today?"

I asked in confusion: "Isn't it because you're all busy?"

"Of course not." The father shook his head and said, "According to the customs at home, your sister and I could go yesterday, but you must go to this ancestor worship event!"

"My must I go?" I became increasingly confused. Could it be that my father was waiting for me to go home to visit the grave today? But how could he know that I was going home today?

"why is that?"

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of my father's mouth: "It was your grandfather who told me."

My heart suddenly felt a trembling. My grandfather passed away before I was born. How could he ask my father to ask me to visit his grave? What's even more terrifying is that I don't even know what my grandfather looks like or what his name is!

Could it be... my father was joking with me? But in my heart, he was definitely not the kind of person who randomly joked about his ancestors.

Seeing my surprised look, my father turned his head and looked at the tablet on the altar: "Your grandpa asked me a few days ago to dream. He said that he missed his great-grandson very much and wanted to see what the great-grandson looked like. He also told me that you will be home soon and that you must let you go to the grave to see him."

After hearing my father's words, I was already in a state of cold sweat. I knew that my father had always been a superstitious person. Although I don't know if it was a coincidence, what my grandfather said to him in his dream happened to be fulfilled in me!

But if my grandfather really asked my father to dream and said he wanted to see me, then why would the grave be on the grave be filled with incense and one long and the ants don’t eat it when I went to worship him?!

If I think from another perspective, my grandfather misses me... Does it mean that I want me to go to the underworld to accompany him?! That's why I saw an unknown vision on the cemetery, which means that I won't live long!

I felt a little panicked, but I still didn't believe my grandfather would harm me like this, so I pulled a stool and sat at the table and asked, "Dad, what kind of person is my grandfather?"

My father thought for a while and opened his mouth, "Your grandpa is a very kind but serious old man. When he was alive, our Chen family was powerful and powerful. Although he was busy with work, he never forgot to care about his family and treats me and your grandpa very well."

"When I was a child, your grandfather smiled at me on his 60th birthday and said that he would at least live until he had a great grandson before he could go to see the King of Hell. Unfortunately, he died not long after."

......

Through the next inquiry, I learned that my grandfather passed away suddenly when my father was in his teens, so he didn't know much about my grandfather.

I originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but my father said with a frown: "Just tell you so much. It is a disrespectful thing to talk about ancestors under the ancestral tablet and will be retribution."

So I had to stop asking any more questions. My father revealed to me that my grandfather was not detailed about his situation, which made me feel that he was as mysterious as my grandfather. Moreover, I vaguely felt that my grandfather would not harm me because of my father's description.

After all, blood is thicker than water, how could my grandfather ask his descendants to go to the underworld of the underworld?

I sat in the living room and chatted with my father for a while, and suddenly I heard my mother shouting in the kitchen: "Come here to serve the meal!"

"I know!" My sister put her homework into her schoolbag and began to clean up the dining table.

Then, my father and sister went to serve the meal as usual, and I went to the bedroom to support my grandfather.

As soon as I walked into the house, I found that my grandfather was already walking out with a crutch.

Although I knew in my heart that he was not my grandfather, but a monster that was neither human nor ghost, I still suppressed my resistance and walked over to help him.

He cooperated quite well, nodded at me with a smile, slowly grasped my arm, and looked like a twilight person.

But this made me feel a chill. This guy is completely different from his hideous appearance before! And he pretended to be a dementia condition. No wonder his family didn't find any clues in two years.

I helped my so-called grandpa to the living room and sat down. Our family came to the dining table one after another to start having supper.

Somehow I knew about it tonight, but the atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit depressed. My father just lowered his head to eat, while my mother sat there without saying a word.

My sister said that she had not finished her homework and the teacher would have to check it tomorrow morning. She didn't pick up a few bites of rice and then brought her schoolbag into the house.

After my sister left, my mother looked up and asked me, "When will you leave this time?"

Seeing my mother's worried look on her face, I felt a little surprised. Why did my family start to issue an order to expel the guest after a day? Moreover, I didn't cause much trouble to them when I lived at home. Could it be that the family was too poor to solve the problem?

My face was a little embarrassed and I whispered: "Mom, have I caused trouble for my family?"

The mother frowned and said angrily: "Baby, look at what you said. Mom wants you to come back, why would you think you are causing trouble? But after you come back, I was always restless. This afternoon, my heart was beating like a drum. I don't know what evil was going on."

"Why is this happening?" I asked with concern: "Have you seen a doctor?"

"Oh, this is not a question of whether you are sick or not." My mother looked at me with her eyes curled up: "I went to find the half-immortal King immortal this afternoon and calculated..."

"Mom." I immediately interrupted my mother and frowned and said, "What a king immortal! How can I believe this kind of trick of a wise man? They are all cheating people and cheating money!"

“Oh, you’re still young

, I don’t know the way of the older generation. We are all experienced people and eat more salt than you eat!" My mother glared at me and said, “The fortune teller is so amazing. Last year, my neighbor Aunt Li asked him to tell fortunes, and Wang Xianren said, “Your lover is in trouble.” After two days, his husband hit his leg when he was at work.”

When I heard this, I didn’t know whether it was true or false, but I didn’t want to argue with my mother, so I asked, “You go to tell fortunes today, what did the person named Wang Xianren say?”

My mother smacked her lips seriously, "I showed you your birth date and horoscope. Immortal Wang said that your hexagram is very bad, what is it called... By the way! - It's called wealth and honor, and a reed boat for vitality. This is simply a sign of disaster coming, so I thought about letting you go out to avoid disaster."

I was not very surprised, because the fortune teller who told me last time also said that I was in trouble, which was no stranger, so I didn’t have to take it too seriously.

Anyway, I didn't plan to stay at home for too long. Now I'm satisfied to see that my family is safe and sound. Why not leave if I take this opportunity.

I showed a serious look and said in a deep voice: "Then I'll leave tomorrow, the time for leave is about to expire."

My mother reminded: "Okay, then you should take good care of yourself after you leave. Pay more attention to the vehicles on both sides when you walk, and wear more clothes when it is cold... "Write a letter to your home to report your safety when you have time."

The father also said, "Boys should go out more and do not stay in that small mountain village. What is the future?"

"I understand." This time I didn't refute my father's words, I smiled casually, and then chatted with them for a few more words.

After a while, grandpa entered the house with a cane after dinner.

I wiped my mouth, took out a stack of banknotes from my bag and placed them on the table.

When the father and mother saw it, their faces immediately showed a look of surprise and joy.

I whispered: "This is...I saved up two years of salary, hoping to reduce the burden on my family."

In fact, my salary is less than 500, and I have already spent it. This is the 10,000 yuan I went to the Ming Palace to exchange for ten trust value before going to bed last night.

The father took the money and counted it, and asked in disbelief: "Child, so much money...how long have you saved?"

I touched the tip of my nose and said, "I have saved money in the past two years, and the salary I earned is here."

"Oh... Teacher Shanmura is also very profitable!" My father held the money in his hand excitedly, his eyes lit up, "Your mother can't eat these two days, and she wants to treat stomach problems. This money can come in handy."

"Did you see, our kids can make money for the family!" My mother looked happy, but without a smile, she said to me worriedly: "You gave us all the wages, then are the money you left for enough?"

"I'm fine." I waved my hand lightly, "I spent very little money there, and I ate everything from the farmland, so I can't use much."

Then the mother nodded and collected the money with her father.

Now my identity is extraordinary, just like the saying "I seek wealth and honor in danger." But it is precisely because of this that I have the opportunity to fulfill my filial piety.

After tidying up the dining table, I returned to my bedroom with my backpack.

While I was going up the stairs, I suddenly realized something was wrong with the backpack in my hand. There seemed to be a heat wave rushing outside, making my fingers feel a little hot.

I quickly walked into the house and opened my backpack in confusion.

There was nothing unusual about the Minglizang, but the thing at the bottom was heating up.

I reached out and found that the one that emitted heat was the dark red scroll - the Ganmo Kun corpse seal!
Chapter completed!