Chapter 124: God stick (15)

Zhong Hua was confused and got into the house. He didn't want to be close to this strange person. He looked back and asked for help from his father.
"dad……"
"Since the road leader said that you have a chance, you will chat with you this evening."
No, Dad, have you sent me so easily?
Under the father's smile, Zhong Hua was pulled into the house.
The man who looked a lot bigger than him looked at him with a smile. "Young man, sit down and take a break."
Zhong Hua: "...thank you."
He sat down in a stern manner, watching the leader of the road rushing to the door and beckoning, and he looked at the past and ended up with nothing.
"That, you... your name?"
"Free of surname Wei."
Wei Mingyan looked up and down the young man in front of him. "Young man, fortune telling?"
"No, no, I don't believe this..."
Zhong Hua was uncomfortable by the eternal light of this elder. He really didn't adapt to a man who was not seen at the age of 30 and talked with this elder.
"If one survives, there will be future fortunes."
Wei Mingyan chuckled, "At the end of the year, I must be promoted. I will congratulate you in advance."
Zhong Hua showed a stiff smile, "Thank you."
There was a sudden movement in the room. "Who is it?"
He quickly stood up, "Grandpa, I am, Huahua."
"Huahua, come home and see your parents come?" The old man's voice was full of anger, and he opened the curtain and smiled and walked out.
He was still the smiling tone, but his face was shocked by Zhong Hua.
"What happened to your face?"
"In the afternoon, when I went up the mountain, I fell off when I was in the firewood. Nothing happened." The old man stretched out and was a little embarrassed and said to Wei Ming. "I don't know how it happened. I fell asleep when I got home. Let You have been waiting for a long time."
"It doesn't matter, I just happened to find Zhonghua something."
The named Zhong Hua is still looking straight at the old man in front of him. He doesn’t know how to get it under the corner of his eyes. The large black and purple, the exposed arms are also such traces. pain.
"Grandfather, if I don't want to go home and get some medicine bars for you, you are too scary to look at this injury. You have to go to the town hospital to see it tomorrow."
"No need to use, it doesn't hurt at all, you see." The old man smiled and waved his hand. In order to prove that he really didn't hurt, he reached out and poked the wound on his face.
In the eyes of Zhong Hua’s stunned eyes, the place where the fingers poked splashed a mixture of water and blood.
Simply, it’s not like a human skin.
Zhong Hua was shocked by the sudden emergence of his own thoughts. He saw the old man reacting slowly with paper to wipe the wound on his face.
"I will be infected..."
He muttered.
The old man didn't hear it. He concentrated on it and sat at the table. He was a little worried and worried about the way he was sitting still. "Master Wei, I don't know what to do, I can remember my granddaughter. Can you help me? I figured, how is she doing now, okay?"
When he finished, he saw Zhong Hua still staring at himself. Some funny words asked, "Huahua, you are not tired, what do you think?"
He is still very close to the child who sees himself.
Zhong Hua carefully sat down, always felt that something was not right, but could not tell where it was wrong.
Wei Mingyan glanced at Zhong Hua, who was trembled, and licked his turtle shell and threw it on the table.
"You don't have to worry, your little granddaughter will be back in four more hours."

Really?!
The old man was happy first, then he worried.
Why is she coming back? Is it because the people who adopted her don’t want her?

"No, she missed you too much."
The old man is poor, the light bulb is also the second-order goods. It is not so bright at all. Zhonghua is sitting under the lamp. The more he looks, the more his face is wrong.
There is a big black-faced face on the face, and there is no color in the lips. Even the exposed legs have scratches, and they can fall into this way.
He did not think about other aspects, that is, he worried that his grandfather who grew up watching him would not hurt. The older generation of people were like this. Any pain was swallowing in his heart, in order not to spend money to go to the hospital. What pain can bear.
Zhong Hua thought about whether he would go back and talk to his dad. His father used to say that his grandmother was sick at home. If the grandfather didn’t go to the hospital with her grandfather in the evening, she couldn’t get down.
Their family has to remember this grace, and the root grandfather is so good...
Just thinking, the shoulder was suddenly shot, and Zhong Hua was shocked, and he looked at the sight of the handsome man in front of him.
"Come, hand to me."
Zhong Hua hesitated his hand and watched Wei Mingyan entangle the red rope in his hand. Although he did not believe it, he still thought of the various red rope rumors.
"Wei... Master, what is this rope?"
"You just took a life back, the soul is not stable, and you also touched the dead body, tied this, so as not to fall asleep and die."
Zhong Hua is even more embarrassed, "Life... corpse?"
"It's your grandfather."
Fastened the red rope, Wei Ming said to clap his hands, looked at the look, and slowly moved slowly to the old man in the house.
"Before he died, he was too reluctant to want to see his granddaughter. If he wants to breathe in one breath, the soul will be trapped in the body and become a living body."
"Right, are you familiar with his granddaughter?"
Zhong Hua looked at the tiny red rope and thought about what the Daoist had said. He was all cold, but he still answered. "When I go to the summer vacation, I will play with Xiliu."
"Every year?"
"She will take it with her after walking. Later, Xi Liu was adopted, I have never seen her."
Speaking of this, Zhong Hua still has some hurts. When the girl was adopted, she was only six years old, but she was especially smart and well-behaved. She was also white and clean. He was still in school at that time, and he came back to know that Xi Liu was Adopted, and the last one did not see.
"The corpse you just said..." Zhong Hua opened his mouth and his voice slammed. "Is it true that Grandpa is dead?"
"Dead, fell from the cliff, and it was dead."
Wei Mingyan glanced at the door of the room behind him and whispered. "He can't worry about his granddaughter. You will stay here tomorrow to help him stabilize his yang."
"By the way..." The handsome man looked at the young man with a sly face. "Look at the last look of Xiliu."
"After all, in her heart, you are the closest relative to her grandfather."

Zhong Hua was asleep at night, and he was full of words.
When the rooster in the village began to scream, he got up from the bed and listened to the movement outside.
After less than a while, the slow footsteps sounded, some people were moving the tables and chairs, and Zhong Hua did a psychological construction for a while before he dared to open the curtain.
Under the dim light, his grandfather was rubbing the table stiffly. From the perspective of Zhong Hua, the back neck was covered with black and blue spots last night.
He swallowed his mouth and cried carefully, "Grandpa, so early?"
The old avatar was like a clockwork without oil, and turned slowly and stiffly.
After a night, the scars on his face were heavier, and the pupils of his eyes began to smear. Yesterday's pale face was even more white today. At first glance, it was indeed similar to a dead body.
Zhong Hua was scared and almost called out. When the face was stained with fear, the old man showed a smile that was very happy. "The master said, Xi Liu will come back today, I wipe the table, she loves to clean. ""
"Huahua, Grandpa will give you some money. You can help me to go to the village to buy some snacks. I haven't looked at Xiliu for three years, and I don't know how old she is."
He shuddered and pulled out a piece of cloth from his pocket and opened it. It was all hairy and hairy, with a maximum face value of five dollars.
The old man counted and handed it over. His face was full of expectant smiles. "You buy more potato chips, and Xi Liu loves to eat that."
His face was still so scary, even when he laughed, there was a stench in his mouth, but Zhong Hua looked at the grandfather who was expecting his granddaughter to go home, but he was afraid of it.
His eyes were sore, and he quickly bowed his head to hide his tears. When he controlled him, he smiled and raised his face. "I haven't seen Xiliu for a long time. This money is still out of me."
"How can I do that?" The old man’s face showed a disapproval look. "You are only going to work soon, how can you buy it?"
"Nothing, Hi Liu will take me as my brother."
Zhong Hua’s smile couldn’t be maintained after he left the door. His eyes were red, and his mind was what yesterday’s Wei Mingyan told him.
"Xi Liu died in the field, and there is hate in her heart. She is now bent on killing the one who killed her. I can't help it."
"Although she is a victim, but she has lost her life, she can no longer reincarnate. You are unstable and close to her. Try to persuade."
"The obsession of the corpse is Xiliu. If he knows that Xiliu is dead, the soul will not dissipate and will dissipate. It will never be reincarnation."
Zhong Hua wiped his eyes and hid his tears, but the grief at the bottom of his heart could not stop.
Ming Minggen Grandpa and Xiliu are good people. Why have they been killed, they are not allowed to fight back.
Also, who is the victim of Xi Liu...
Yesterday he asked, Wei Mingyan only said that Xi Liu will follow that person, who is it...
The bridge broke, and he was on the far side. Just halfway through, he saw a man walking limping along.
He was slow to move, and he could see that he was hurt, but his face was clean and there was no wound, but the walking posture was very slow, like pulling the egg as soon as he walked faster.
Zhong Hua knows him. He is the son of the grandfather, and he is called to be his uncle.
At the beginning, he also said that some people in the city had to adopt and bring people.
"Hey? Zhong Hua? Come back? Your kid is now a big company leader, mix your head and don't forget your uncle."
The man patted the shoulder of Zhong Hua and continued to walk slowly with two words.
Zhong Hua stood in the same place, his eyes were red, and he slowly turned his head.
On the shoulder of the man, sitting on a girl, the hair is messy, the clothes are not uniform, and the hateful outstretched little hand is holding the neck of the person underneath.
Her eyes are full of blood red, and she has not seen anyone who has enemies.
Yes, Hi Liu.