dead child, ghost carrying coffin

The deaf mother-in-law returned home first, offering incense and tribute to each hall as usual.

"The old woman is still worried about the elders in the village, so she decided to fight the evil spirit."

"If I die at the hands of that beast tonight, please immortals remember the decades of love and keep my family safe."

After the deaf woman finished speaking, she bowed respectfully.

After a while, the enshrined tablet trembled.

A black word slowly appeared on the incense table: "Yes!"

The deaf mother-in-law showed joy, and lit three sticks of incense again.

After repeatedly telling Wang San to take good care of the house, the deaf mother-in-law picked up Hua Jiunan and kissed him again and again.

"Good boy, in case grandma doesn't come back, you must obediently listen to your third uncle."

"Study hard in the future, if you can get into college, the old lady will smile even if she dies."

After all, Hua Jiunan was too young to understand the meaning of the deaf mother-in-law.

asked stupidly:

"Grandma won't sleep at home tonight? I'll be scared alone."

The deaf mother-in-law pinched his little face:

"Little Jiu, don't be afraid."

"A man should sleep by himself sooner or later."

Hua Jiu rubbed his fingers aggrievedly, and said with tears in his eyes:

"Okay then, grandma, you have to come back early tomorrow."

The deaf mother-in-law suppressed her tears, let go of Hua Jiunan and went out.

Walking into the courtyard, he bowed respectfully to the little pine tree.

"Old Song, the family is in your hands!"

Just as the deaf mother-in-law turned to leave, a pine needle fell off without a sound.

With a whoosh, it was inserted into the deaf mother-in-law's gray bun.

Wang San led Hua Jiunan to watch the old man leave, and closed the door with a long sigh.

At this moment, this big northern man was already in tears.

Although Hua Jiunan didn't know why Wang San was crying, he also shed tears.

"What's wrong with you, third uncle? Does your stomach hurt?"

"Don't cry, Xiao Jiu will find medicine for you."

Wang San couldn't bear the sadness in his heart anymore, and leaned over to hold Hua Jiunan tightly in his arms.

"My mother and Uncle Li went to fight the dirty things, I'm afraid they won't come back!"

"From now on, we can only depend on each other for our lives!"

"If it weren't for the fear that you and my eldest daughter would be left alone, I would fight the dirty things too!"

In Hua Jiunan's young heart, she didn't fully understand what Wang San meant.

But I vaguely felt that I was going to lose my grandpa and grandma.

Wang San was in a sad mood, drank a lot of wine during dinner, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Hua Jiunan was lying alone in the deaf mother-in-law's room, her big eyes staring at the roof without blinking.

There is always one thought in my mind:

Grandma went to fight the dirt and never came back...

Thinking about it, Hua Jiunan cried out again.

In this dark night, the five-year-old looked so lonely and helpless.

After crying for a while, Hua Jiunan suddenly remembered:

Grandma said that the big uncle who accompanied her mother "fighted" very hard.

If he can help, he will definitely be able to defeat the "dirty things" in the mouth of the third uncle.

So the little guy put on his clothes indiscriminately, bravely sneaked out of the house, and went straight to the snow-capped mountains.

On the silver snow, there is a neat row of small footprints.

After the deaf mother-in-law returned to Tian Laosi's house, she first sprinkled bone meal made from dog teeth in the courtyard.

Then use cotton thread soaked in black dog blood to stretch the entire yard.

A bell hangs from each cotton thread.

Lay down the "hunting net" and "hunting bell".

This is not the method of a disciple, but the deaf mother-in-law learned it from a passing Taoist a few years ago.

Uncle Li was sitting in the courtyard, with a hundred swords on his back.

"Comrade Xiao Zhou, you can't help when the dirty things come, go and rest first."

Director Zhou remained unmoved, still standing behind Uncle Li:

"Old comrade, I dare to do anything, but I dare not be a deserter!"

"If you run away, you will be shot!"

"Furthermore, one more person means more strength."

"Dirty things are coming, even if I bite with my teeth, I will bite off a piece of her flesh!"

The deaf mother-in-law looked at the resolute Director Zhou and thought to herself:

This man is a good helper!

Ghosts are afraid of two kinds of people:

One is righteous; the other is murderous.

And Director Zhou is the same as Uncle Li, precisely both.

It's just that he has never been on the battlefield, and his murderous aura is not as strong as Uncle Li's.

But even those who have been on the battlefield, there are not many people who are more murderous than Uncle Li.

After all, the old man killed the enemy with his own hands, but he used all kinds of calculations...

The deaf mother-in-law handed the bundle of immortals to Director Zhou with a smile.

"Since Comrade Xiao Zhou has the heart, let's stay."

"When the dirty things come, you use this to whip her!"

Director Zhou was happy, like a recruit who had just been assigned a gun, and nodded with a smile.

"Don't worry, I haven't learned how to whip, but I have strength."

"It's fine if the dirty things don't come, if you dare to come, I'll take the lead!"

At this time, two young police officers who came with Director Zhou also came out.

"Old man, do you still have this kind of whip? Give each of us one."

When Tian Zhigang saw this scene in the room, he hesitated to ask Tian Laosi.

"Father, should I go out and help?"

Tian Lao Si rolled his eyes and reprimanded softly:

"What are you doing out there, don't you think your life is too long?!"

"Stay in the house honestly!"