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Ji Xiaoxiao also got up and helped Ding Ermiao's mother clean up the dinner table.

Ding Zhiming pulled Ding Ermiao to the backyard, frowned and said, "Ermiao, it's good for you to come back, if someone in the village says something, you will treat it as if you didn't hear it." ”

"You said someone from the Mu family? What will they say? Ding Ermiao pretended to be puzzled and asked.

"Won't say anything, it's fine." Ding Zhiming diverted the topic and asked, "Your master, is that Three Poor Dao Elder still there?" ”

Ding Ermiao shook his head and said, "Master died the year before last. ”

"Is the Taoist chief dead? He is your great benefactor, and without him, there would be no you now. Ding Zhiming was melancholy for a while, and then asked, "Then have you learned all your master's skills?" ”

Ding Ermiao nodded: "I've learned everything, now I won't die, don't worry." ”

Ding Zhiming lit a cigarette, took a few puffs and said: "Now that you have your master's ability, do you know what the people in the Mu Basin have done on our ancestral grave?" ”

"It's not clear now, I'm going to go to the cemetery to have a look, and by the way, I will kowtow to my grandfather and burn some paper money." Ding Ermiao said.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

"No, I'll just go with Xiaoxiao." Ding Ermiao said.

"How's that going to work? Go, I'm not at ease! Ding Zhiming's beloved son was very heartfelt and insisted on going together.

Ding Ermiao couldn't persuade him, so he had to agree.

Back in the hall, Ding Ermiao greeted Ji Xiaoxiao and prepared to go to the grave.

Ding Zhiming was carrying a shovel, and Ding Ermiao was carrying a dozen burning papers, but when he was about to go out, he was blocked by two uncles.

"Ermiao, where are you going?" Uncle Mu Hu asked.

"Go to Grandpa's grave." Ding Ermiao said.

"Wait, wait...... I'll say a few words to your dad." The eldest uncle and the second uncle glanced at each other, and without saying anything, dragged Ding Ermiao's parents to the backyard.

Ding Ermiao was not in a hurry, and sat in front of the door with a small stool.

Turning his head to look east, almost the whole village was standing in front of his house, looking this way.

Ding Ermiao knew that the eldest uncle and second uncle were negotiating on behalf of the Mu family, and those villagers were waiting, but they were actually waiting for the result.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you guess the second uncle is going to say?" Ding Ermiao looked at Ji Xiaoxiao and said with a smile.

Ji Xiaoxiao frowned and shook her head slowly.

"They came to stop me from going to the grave, and they would persuade us to leave the village and not come back for the rest of our lives." Ding Ermiao sighed and said, "They are worried that if I come back, it will bring disaster to the people in the whole village. ”

"No, in that case, then they are too selfish, why should you be separated from your family forever?" Ji Xiaoxiao said.

"It's not selfish, after all, it's about the safety of the whole village. At the end of the day, they're also forced. Ding Ermiao looked at the hillside to the south and said, "Everyone in the village is innocent, and the culprits are those old ghosts." ”

Then, Ding Ermiao's mother walked out, with tears on her face, and beckoned Ding Ermiao and Ji Xiaoxiao into the house to talk.

The two uncles had heavy faces, and their father Ding Zhiming held his head and squatted in the corner without saying a word.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Ding Ermiao asked.

Mu Cuizhen opened her mouth, but she didn't say anything.

Uncle Mu Hu opened his mouth and said, "Ermiao, we won't hide it from you." When you come back this time, the village is worried that something will happen. More than ten years ago, the night your master rescued you, the ghosts in the village were scared to death all night. You should remember that, right? ”

"Yes." Ding Ermiao nodded.

So, the villagers in the village pooled 10,000 yuan. Ermiao, you take the money, take Xiaoxiao away, go as far as possible, don't come back in the future, let everyone live in peace, okay? ”

The uncle raised his head, full of hope, moved with affection and reason, and said: "You are my nephew, and I am reluctant to let you wander outside." But the life of a village is in your hands! ”

Ding Zhiming suddenly stood up and shouted, "Why are you forcing my son to go? Worried about accidents, it's not like something hasn't happened yet! Don't say 10,000, it's 1 million, and we won't want you either. ”

These words have backbone, Ding Ermiao smiled, stopped his father, looked at the two uncles and said:

"Uncle, it's actually fine, you're too sensitive. When I came back this time, I also learned a little bit of skills to ensure everyone's safety. You go back and say to the folks, I don't want money. But I won't leave, a person has a person's life, and if someone in the village really has an accident, it will also be his own life. ”

After that, Ding Ermiao picked up the burning paper and took Ji Xiaoxiao out of the house.

"Ermiao!" When the two uncles caught up, they wanted to hold Ding Ermiao.

But Ding Ermiao suddenly hugged Ji Xiaoxiao's waist, and floated out more than ten zhang away like a ghost.

The two uncles stood on the spot, unable to say a word. Ding Zhiming was also stunned for a moment, and then picked up a big shovel and chased after him.

The villagers standing in front of their homes saw this scene, they were shocked and frightened, and they were worried that Ding Ermiao would do something unfavorable to their Mu family, so they also walked to the south slope.

Ding Ermiao took Ji Xiaoxiao and walked in the front, regardless of the people behind. If you want to follow, just follow it.

The cemetery is only three or four miles away from the village, and it is only a blink of an eye.

Ding Ermiao saw his ancestral grave again, which was exactly the cemetery that was tortured by Liu Laogui that night.

It's just that it's daytime, and the cemetery looks normal, and the grass is bleak and silent.

"Ermiao, this is your grandfather's grave." Ding Zhiming pointed to the southernmost grave and said, "Grandpa has been dead for a few months, and the grass on the grave is so deep." ”

Ding Ermiao kowtowed three times in front of the grave, then squatted down, lit the burning paper, added it to the fire one by one, and asked his father, "Is grandpa cremated?" ”

"No ......" Ding Zhiming also squatted down and said in a low voice: "Your grandfather was secretly buried, not cremated." ”

"Aren't they all required to be cremated now? Why didn't Grandpa get cremated? Ding Ermiao asked.

"Cremation costs more than burial, and it's ......" Ding Zhiming hesitated for a moment and said, "Your grandfather himself asked not to be cremated and asked for burial before he died." He said that he dreamed of his ancestors, and the ancestors asked for it. ”

Ding Ermiao turned his head to look at his father and asked, "Then do you believe that grandpa dreamed of his ancestors?" ”

"I believe, because I also dreamed of my ancestors...... Ding Zhiming's face changed a little, and said: "My ancestors also told me this, let me bury your grandfather, otherwise, our family will ...... Unlucky. ”

Ancestors? Ding Ermiao scolded in his heart, it must be that old ghost Liu or Zhu Yunwen, who scares his grandfather and father in a dream.

These reckless people dare to pretend to be their ancestors, is it tolerable? When the night comes, they will be gone!

——After the third watch is finished today, continue to ask for a monthly pass.