Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Due to some well-known reasons, Ding Mu failed to return to his hometown the next day.

They rested for two days and bought a ticket to go back together.

The matter between the two of them has been settled, so it's time to go back and have a look and tell grandma.

At this time, it is not recommended to offer joss sticks and paper money when going to the grave, for fear of burning the mountain, so the two of them bought a bunch of white chrysanthemums to express their condolences.

Ding Mu pulled up the weeds on the grave, put the things he bought in front of the tombstone, kowtowed three times with Guan Yi, smiled at the photo on the monument like his grandmother was still alive, and said: "Grandma , This is Guan Yi, my partner, how do you look at me?"

Guan Yi also said: "Grandma, don't dislike me. Although I am a man, I...I will let Xiaoding follow me and be happy for the rest of my life."

He is extremely nervous now, facing the grave is almost more nervous than facing a real person. Once his nerves are tense, he feels that it is inappropriate to say anything, and he feels awkward after saying a sentence. , I had already thought about what to say when I was on the road, but in the end, I forgot all about it.

"You're almost crushed by flowers." Ding Mu looked at it from the side and thought it was interesting. The young head of the Guan family who didn't change his face when facing ghosts and gods was no different from ordinary people who saw their parents-in-law at the moment.

"Oh, I put this on it, I didn't pinch it on purpose." The man forced a smile.

"Grandma, don't be angry. This person is not like this usually. He was a little nervous when he saw you for the first time."

"I'm not nervous." Guan Yi said stiffly, and added after a while: "Just a little."

After finishing the introduction, the following words became smoother and smoother. Ding Mu reported his life and grandma some time ago. I am used to reporting good news but not bad news, and I don't want her to worry.

The man followed him, staying quietly, motionless, as if he had turned into a watchdog.

Ding Mu talked, thought for a while, and said to the man: "Stay away, I want to have a private word with grandma."

Guan Yi looked around and pointed to the entrance of the cemetery: "I'll wait for you over there, hurry up."

After he finished speaking, he felt that this was not very good, as if it was depriving Ding Mu and grandma of the conversation time, and added: "It's okay if you don't say it quickly."

Ding Mu sighed and said, "Understood, you can go."

Guan Yi nodded and walked there.

"Grandma." Seeing him walking away, Ding Mu sighed, kowtowed, and said, "You heard me, his surname is Guan."

"I don't know what you mean. I don't know why you don't want me to get too close to the person surnamed Guan. I remember you said that I have a hard life, so I will be different from other children, but," he said Taking a breath, he reached out and touched a certain place on the tombstone. As long as he opened his eyes, he could see the words "engraved" there.

He looked at that place, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he came back to his senses, subconsciously looked back, and Guan Yi had already walked to the door, looking like he was lighting a cigarette.

Ding Mu turned his head and took the things out of the bag.

When he came last time, he was shocked when he suddenly saw the words on the stone tablet, and he forgot about it. This time he came here because of this matter.

He took out the stone.

Crowing eye spots.

It was the first stone he got. For him, it was not only commemorative, but also practical.

Jiming and eye spots can connect yin and yang.

He really wanted to see his grandma again. In the past, it was to clear up his miss. Now, besides the miss, he also wanted to understand some things, some things that grandma kept hidden in his heart.

He clutched the beautiful stone in his palm, not knowing what to do.

He gripped it tightly and waited.

Nothing happened.

useless?

He was a little dazed, looked up at grandma's grave, and called out, "Grandma, are you there? I want to see you, are you there?"

Do you still need to open your eyes to see it?

He calmed down, opened his eyes with a thought.

Everything in front of him has not changed, the tomb is still the same tomb, the tombstone is still the same tombstone, except for the addition of a line of words that he has seen before, there is no difference.

no use?

He was a little unwilling.

"Hey! Here it is!" Someone patted him on the back.

He was overjoyed, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but saw the hand on his shoulder on the mirror-smooth tombstone.

The blood all over his body froze at that moment.

What kind of a hand is that.

The skin is smooth without a single wrinkle. This is not because the owner of these hands is young or well-maintained, but because they are filled with only flesh and blood, and bulge out from time to time. Know what is wriggling and churning under the thin skin.

The palms were blue, and the epidermis was covered with bruises and purple-red corpse spots.

It was a hand whose owner had died less than a month ago.

And Ding Mu's grandma has passed away for many years, so obviously she shouldn't be the master of this hand.

"Hey! Turn around, I'm here!" The voice came from behind.

"Don't listen to him!" A small voice came from the side, which sounded like a child's voice, "If you turn around, you will die!"

The tone was a bit familiar, but the only child present was Xiao Bei.

Not Beckham's voice.

"Turn back! Don't you want to see your grandma? I am your grandma!" The voice was still urging.

Ding Mu swallowed, and slowly touched in the bag.

"Uh...I..." He turned around sharply, "Sanqing is above, the little god of Yuli, hurry like a law, destroy!"

The card knife drew a complex pattern of silver light in the air.

There was just a flash of silver light, and nothing strange happened.

The author says:

The spell is fake, I made it up, don't take it seriously if it doesn't work!Xiaoding is the reincarnation of a fairy, so he can use it!Don't believe this, everyone!Believe in science!