Lin Xin and Tang Jia have both woken up.
But they couldn't say a word when they saw me,
Maybe there is nothing to say. They all know what happened and what I did.
The memory of being dressed as a ghost by the skin-peeling ghost still remains,
What Lin Xin remembers the most is the man who struggled at the end of despair, but ultimately failed to save his family.
Even if he uses all his scheming methods...
Maybe the skinny ghost was planning to set the paper man on fire from the beginning...
I basically didn't leave the house for the next few days.
Maybe it's to recuperate, or maybe it's to adjust your emotions.
Because at this moment a murderous seed grows silently,
The idea started from the first time I saw Pee-Lee.
After these experiences, the departure of people around me gave this seed sufficient nutrients, causing it to mature slowly.
I don't even dare to touch the bronze horizontal knife now. Every time I get the knife, the thoughts in my mind will skyrocket.
The condemnation of myself, the hatred of the Peeves, and the fate of the Zhang family are all driving me forward.
Three days later, I left the villa with Lin Xin and Tang Jia.
There is a risk of exposure in this place, so naturally there is no way to stay any longer.
I returned to my home without anyone in the village knowing.
My house is still deserted, and the door I tore down is still lying on the ground.
Simply repair the door and clean the room, then let Lin Xin and Tang Jia stay here.
"It's safe here for the time being. You can stay here."
Lin Xin hesitated and asked the first sentence, "Where are you going?"
She had been obedient from the villa to here, without any doubts or curiosity, but now she finally couldn't help it anymore.
I walked out of the house carrying the bronze horizontal sword and the red evil spirit box: "Return to my roots."
The country roads late at night are always so dead,
Of course, there are some houses with lights on, but how can you be sure that the people inside are people?
Wild cats are in estrus at night, and their meowing sounds are as sleepless as the cries of children.
I walked towards the outside and happened to bump into an old man walking along the path.
The old man was smoking a dry cigarette and looked around. When he saw me, he quickly shouted: "Isn't this Ah Si from the Zhang family?"
I looked back slightly and was a little surprised: "Uncle Liu? Are you still hanging around here so late?".
Uncle Liu turned around and knocked on the cigarette rod, sighing and smiling: "I went to see my grandson. Hey, my little grandson looks fat and white."
"Where are you going, Si?"
I pointed in the direction, and Uncle Liu coughed: "That's just the way we're going, let's go together."
Uncle Liu kept up with me, and we kept chatting, mostly about things in the village.
Soon I arrived at my destination, a circle of graves in a field,
Uncle Liu smiled at me, walked straight to a grave bag, and walked in slowly.
Here are the ancestral graves of many people in the village.
And I walked to one of the larger graves. The soil on this grave was blood brown.
And this grave bag is also very strange. There is no grave around it, as if it occupies a piece of land alone.
There used to be other tombs around, but now the surrounding tombs have been moved.
Ever since what happened eighteen years ago, my father and my grandfather have both died here. Who dares to be next to my family’s ancestral grave?
I came to sit in front of my ancestor's grave. Even the soil next to the grave was blood brown.
Some people say it is naturally formed, while others say it is stained by my father and my grandfather's blood.
Anyone who has been near this tomb will tend to believe the rumor that the soil is stained with blood.
Because, this grave is always filled with the smell of blood. No matter how long it has passed, this place looks like someone has just died.
This grave is also different from other graves. The other graves are already covered with grass and vines and wild trees and branches this season.
But there is not a single weed on my ancestral grave.
It's like being isolated by the green life in the field.
I put the rosewood box containing the bronze sword aside.
I took out the Red Devil Victory Box and placed it flat on my knees.
So I sat in front of the grave all night.
When it was almost dawn, I packed up my things and left. After dark, I came to the grave again and sat there just like the night before.
He sat upright until almost dawn and left.
It was like this for several days in a row, and I don’t know how many nights passed.
1. At night, Uncle Liu sat on the grave and asked me:
"Ah Si, what are you doing sitting here in this grave every day?"
"Your family is so full of evil that even we don't dare to get close."
I was silent for a while and responded: "I want to know the meaning of my life."
Uncle Liu smiled and shook his head: "This kid is stunned...".
I laughed to myself, maybe I was really crazy...
Touching the incomplete paper figure in his pocket,
Looking back on my life of many narrow escapes and confusion, I am really curious about what is the meaning of my existence?
Why does grandpa have to let me live? Is it just to inherit the blood of the Zhang family?
Would a normal person let his grandson sign a marriage contract with an evil spirit?
Because of my life, I frequently ask others to sacrifice for me,
My mother and my sister were left in limbo.
In order to alleviate my self-blame, Li You rescued Lin Xin and Tang Jia regardless of his own sleep.
What exactly is Skindew?
It came out of my ancestral grave and has been with the Zhang family for life. I urgently want to know the truth and why my grandfather kept me alive.
What are my next steps? Continue to escape from Ma Qing's hands? Or to avoid the fate of the Zhang family?
What does my birth mean?
Surrounded by doubts, one night, I carried a shovel and came to the ancestral grave.
The shovel was inserted into the ground nearby. The blood-brown soil bag in the dark night exuded a strong fishy smell. There was not even a single insect in this soil.
I stared at the dirt bag for a while,
Facing the big blood-brown soil bag, I knelt down and kowtowed several times.
Taking a deep breath, I pulled out the shovel and prepared to start.
I want to see what's in this family's ancestral grave?
Why did my father and grandfather die tragically here? Why is Peeves associated with the Zhang family?
It seems that all the answers lie in this ancestral grave.
Dig it up and see inside!
I tried to see through this ancestral grave with double eyes,
Suddenly his pupils trembled, the hair on the back of his neck trembled automatically, and an inexplicable coldness came over him.
But as expected, I failed...
What he saw with his double eyes was a patch of blood-red, thick and sticky, surging and boiling.
It seemed like there was something hidden in the water, with dark shadows showing from time to time.
Could it be that there is a pool of blood in the ancestral grave?
I think I couldn't see through it. I sat here for these days before I gritted my teeth and made up my mind to touch this ancestral grave.
Now that I can't even see through it, I want to dig up this tomb and take a look!
After praying to my ancestors not to blame me, I grabbed the shovel with both hands and prepared to start.
Just when I was about to start, I suddenly felt like I was being stared at. Something was staring at me!
I immediately turned around and looked around. There was only a dark forest behind me.
And that feeling of staring just now came from the forest,
Opening my left eye, I looked into the forest with my double pupil, but there was no trace of anyone or ghost.
It's impossible for anyone to come and go in the grave circle.
I frowned and turned back, grabbed the shovel,
Pa ta... pa ta...
This time the footsteps were coming towards me!
