Grandpa

"Come Deng Lun! Come Deng Lun..."

Deng He held the bamboo pole and circled the yard with the scarecrow on his back. After dozens of laps, he was dizzy, his mouth was dry and his arms were shaking.

Deng He turned his head with difficulty to look at Shao Yun in front of the altar.

With a blank expression on his face, Shao Yun went to shake the Sanqing bell in one hand, and took out a boiled egg with the other hand, knocked it on the corner of the table, peeled off the skin, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The bloodletting is about to happen, so I need to mend it.

Deng He's face froze, and there was a cry in his voice: "Yun, Yun Qu——"

Shao Yun went to hear the words and raised his eyes to look at him, and then looked around, the eight piles of paper money had been burnt down to a pile of sparks, flickering on and off.

At this moment, the surrounding wind gradually picked up.

"continue!"

Shao Yun went to twist his expression, kept moving his left hand, and threw out the remaining eggshell with a swipe of his right hand, and then signaled Shao Ruhai to bring his mahogany sword over.

The thirteen mahogany swords made during the day were piled up on the table by him.

Shao Yun picked up a handle at will, bit his fingertips, smeared the blood on the blade, and then looked around.

The originally bright moon in the night sky was covered by a layer of haze at some point, and the wind began to rage in the yard with the fallen leaves. the trend of.

"Come Deng Lun! Come Deng Lun..." Sensing the changes around him, Deng He's voice trembled slightly, but he didn't dare to stop before Shao Yun went to speak.

He is already fifty years old this year, and his current wife is remarrying. The two sons and one daughter born to her by the former wife died in the great flood seven years ago.

The current wife He Cui's natal family is so poor that there are always two or three months every year that they can't get rid of the pot.He Cui has been doing farm work since she was a child. She is the eldest daughter, and the family simply treats her like a man. Although she is thin and small, she is rough and dark, so she couldn't find a good one until she was in her 20s. in-laws.

The He family also wanted to earn a sum of money as a gift, otherwise they could marry their daughter to Deng He, a widower who was about the same age as her father-in-law!

Fortunately, although He Cui looks a bit shabby, within two years after entering the house, he gave him a son, Deng Lun.Because of this, Deng He gritted his teeth and admitted.

He was old enough to have a son, and he was the only remaining son. Deng Hena could not wait to hold Deng Lun in his hands and confess.Unexpectedly, Deng Lun had been raised safely for seven or eight years, and suddenly something happened to Deng Lun.

He Hua regards Shao Yun as a life-saving straw, so why not Deng He?

He gritted his teeth, no matter how trembling his hands and feet were, he would persevere.

"Come Deng Lun! Come Deng Lun..."

Just when the fires in the surrounding piles of paper money were about to be completely extinguished, Shao Yun went to speak: "My lords present, please listen to me, what I'm doing here tonight is to summon the soul of Deng Lun from the Deng family. Most of you are the elders of the villagers of Dengjia Village. If you enter this door today, you are all close relatives who can break through with five fingers. I don’t think you would do that kind of thing, take the opportunity to take the body of a baby and revive it. thing!"

He Rulin and the others in the corner shrunk their necks subconsciously, and looked around cautiously. They didn't think that Shao Yun was talking to them.

The chilly wind beating around suddenly calmed down a lot.

Shao Yun went on to say: "Children are innocent, no matter what his family members have done that cannot be tolerated by nature. It is only said that the culprit has not been punished, so why let a little boy take the blame, and please make it easy for you..."

With that said, Shao Yun clasped his hands and clasped his fists, bowing to the left and right.

"And you all saw it too." Shao Yun spread out his left hand and pointed to the eight piles of paper money around him, "Today's ceremony, no matter what, disturbed the peace of you elders, for this reason, the Deng family specially prepared for you Some apology, a little apology."

The surrounding air suddenly became stagnant.

"Of course," Shao Yun went on to say, "I also have a small business here that I would like to discuss with you."

He paused: "Since the souls of people and children can be taken away under the noses of the Deng family, the black hands behind the scenes must have some skills. I am a half-hearted person who can do legal things right now, but I don't dare to end up with real swords and guns." Fighting. So when I recruit Deng Lun's soul, that thing will come after me, and I will have to help you all."

He smiled: "Since it's a business, the Deng family will definitely not treat you badly. I can guarantee that as long as you are willing to make a move, after the matter is completed, the Deng family is willing to give you a pile of paper money like this every three months." One person enshrines it once, and it lasts for ten years."

After speaking, he looked at He Hua who was on the side.

If Shao Yun went, it was to prevent these lonely ghosts who were recruited from taking the opportunity to cause trouble, so that Deng Lun's body would not be taken by others as soon as Deng Lun's soul was recovered.The second is to use their power to block the black hands behind the scenes.

Hearing Shao Yun's words, He Hua didn't bother to think about how much paper money would be needed for ten years. She hurriedly said: "I swear, as long as you can save my grandson, my Deng family will sincerely worship you for ten years. If you break your oath, you will be struck by lightning!"

The breeze picked up again in the yard, He Hua waited dryly for a while.Immediately after, a gust of wind blew, but in a blink of an eye, the eight piles of paper money in the yard disappeared without a trace.

Shao Yun curled his mouth, but no matter how these wandering ghosts will divide the paper money later, his expression turned instantly.

"Deng Lun is here..."

After nine hundred and ninety-nine sounds.

The Sanqingling in Shao Yunqu's hand suddenly accelerated, and said in his mouth.

"One is Jia Zhen, the other is Li Bing, Xin Kun..."

"The second is called Dingganwukanji Xunmen..."

"Jiuyue Yin Shen Sihai returns to his hometown..."

He fixed his eyes on the scarecrow on the altar.

"I make the soul come back... Dingling..."

In a cave under a cliff just five mountains away from Dengjia Village, a weasel with its limbs spread out and its belly up suddenly woke up.It quickly got up from the nest, its two front legs dangling in the air, and stood straight on the ground. It pricked up its ears, only listening to a faint sound in the air.

"Come Deng Lun! Come Deng Lun..."

It subconsciously looked at a gourd it placed in the corner.

I saw the gourd shaking slowly, as if something wanted to rush out.But he was tightly imprisoned by the gourd, and he couldn't get out no matter what.

It snorted, locked up with the treasure it got from the boss, how could this little brat be called back so easily.

It gritted its teeth, it also wanted that old thing to experience the pain of bereavement, and then slowly clean him up.

It lowered its front legs and was about to go back to sleep—

In the courtyard of the Deng family.

On the altar, the old rice stained with chicken blood suddenly trembled, and then gathered a gourd-shaped cover to cover the scarecrow tightly.

Shao Yun went to see this, raised the mahogany sword in his hand, swung the blade, and slashed at Chen Mi's cover.

"boom--"

Shao Yun was directly sent flying, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"Yun Qu—" He Rulin felt anxious, and hurried over to help Shao Yun Qu up.

Shao Yun shook his head, feeling dizzy.When he finally came back to his senses, the mahogany sword in his hand had been broken in two, and the old rice cover on the altar table was as immovable as a mountain.

"All right?" Shao Yun went to signal He Rulin not to worry.

He sighed. After all, he was just an ordinary person. This body was too small and too weak. It seemed that the method of body training had to be picked up quickly.

He stood still in front of the altar again, drew out a new mahogany sword, wiped blood from his fingertips, and slashed at the old rice cover again.

In the cave here.

I only heard "Boom..."

The weasel just closed its eyes and felt a sudden shaking of the ground. It jumped up and saw the gourd that had been staying in the corner somehow jumped to the ground not far from it.

It blinked, and before the earthquake completely subsided, it saw a blood-red blade slashing fiercely on the gourd out of nowhere—

"Boom!"

The coercion from the blade swept across the sand and rocks in the cave, causing another round of mountain shaking and ground shaking.

The weasel hadn't figured out what happened, and the blades came one after another.

When it came back to its senses, there were already cracks in Calabash Mountain.

Its eyes widened, pill!

At the moment when the gourd was about to be completely shattered, it pounced forward, trying to catch the soul of Deng Lun who was fleeing out of the situation.

On the altar, the old rice cover suddenly shattered, and then gathered into a small palm about to grab the scarecrow.

At this moment, Shao Yun threw away the mahogany sword with only the hilt left in his hand, drew out a new one, wiped the blood from his fingertips, and slashed towards Chen Mi's palm——

"Aw—" The weasel's eyes were red, and it was about to grab Deng Lun, but the red blade struck again, and the fierce aura it set off forced it to retract its claws.

At this instant, Deng Lun's soul had already escaped following the call.

As soon as it stomped its feet, how could it be willing to let it go and chased it out.

Shao Yun went to take back the mahogany sword, and the scarecrow standing on the altar fell down with a bang.

He looked out of the courtyard door: "Here we come—"

A gust of wind blew, and the courtyard door opened with a bang.He Hua only felt a chill in his palm, as if being tightly held by two little hands.

Her eyes lit up immediately, and she asked tremblingly, "Xiao Lun, Xiao Lun, are you back? Did you come to find grandma?"

The little ghost who was holding He Hua's hand had no time to reply, and subconsciously hid behind He Hua, staring at the gate of the courtyard with two frightened eyes.

At this moment, a weasel about thirty to forty centimeters appeared there, baring its teeth, with a short tail.

"It's you..." He Hua's eyes widened. She knew this weasel.