Like many people in this world, I am in an embarrassing situation of disbelief but awe of ghosts and gods.

In fact, this kind of unspeakable thing is really impossible to say exactly whether it exists or not.

I really want to knock on the board and say yes, no one can come up with definite evidence and put it in front of everyone. All the stories about ghosts and monsters come from word of mouth.

Even some people who have seen it with their own eyes speak in confusion. Sometimes they can say many similar but not exactly the same versions.

But if you really don't, it doesn't matter if one person says that he has seen it. If so many people are talking, it can no longer be completely denied.

And these things have been handed down from the ancestors, even the various schools in ancient times, and some religions now also promote the existence of gods.

For example, we believe in Christianity.

Buddhism in particular recognizes the existence of gods and Buddhas, which is equivalent to indirectly acknowledging the existence of ghosts.

I couldn't elaborate on these things, so after Cheng Yaojin left, I was not curious as if I was being scratched by a cat, and I faintly regretted why I didn't go with him just now.

At this moment, my grandmother came back from the outside, and saw me sitting on the sofa in a daze. She poured me a glass of milk and put it on the coffee table in front of me and asked, "Where is Chen Ming?"

I pointed to the door: "Go out."

Grandma sat on the sofa next to me, with her arms resting on the armrests and said: "We don't seem to be very peaceful these days. Chen Ming is probably getting busy these days."

"En?" I looked at my grandmother: "What happened?"

Grandma said: "I also just heard from the people on the 7th floor, saying that someone has suddenly mutated again. Although the noise is not as fierce as last time, it is also quite scary. Today I also saw the public car on the street. There are obviously more, and it is estimated that the rumors are not false."

I scratched my head: "I didn't listen to Chen Ming."

Grandma said: "Can he tell you? When did he bring home the problems he encountered outside to tell you? This child is careful, and the things that disturb his mind are all carried by one person, and he never brings them to the family. Come in a bad mood."

When my grandmother said this, I remembered what I had shown Chen Ming in the morning for no reason, and I began to regret it.

He didn't want anything in his work to have a slight impact on me. I didn't understand it. I didn't even care about him when he talked to me before going out.

I thought for a while and said, "Then don’t let Xia Xia and Lin Wei take the kids out to play recently. Don't go far. Now that the news doesn't spread, it proves that the situation is not serious, but we must also be prepared."

Grandma looked at the time, stood up and prepared to make dumplings: "Do you still use your little girl to teach us?!"

As soon as my grandmother walked to the kitchen door, I suddenly remembered Cheng Yaojin, and hurriedly called my grandmother: "By the way, grandma, have you heard of an old lady named grandma in our neighborhood next door?"

Grandma stopped and looked back at me: "Are you talking about the old lady who lives alone?"

"Yes." I nodded hurriedly. Cheng Yaojin said that she lives alone.

"Of course I know." Grandma went into the kitchen and took out the dumpling fillings and dumpling wrappers prepared in advance. She sat at the table and said while wrapping herself: "It's hard for anyone to know her in our community."

I also went to the kitchen to wash my hands, and sat at the dining table to help my grandmother make dumplings: "What did she do so famous? Cheng Jiaojin had to take me to see her today."

Grandma heard this and forgot about the time and asked: "It's Thursday, isn't it?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"No wonder, that old lady received the doctor today."

"Take a doctor? What do you mean? She still sees a doctor?"

Grandma obviously doesn’t have the curiosity of Cheng Yaojin’s grandmother, she said as if she were telling a story: “It’s not to see a doctor, but to see ghosts and gods. Now you know this person, he believes in ghosts and gods even more than before. Suspend it, the old lady heard that she knows how to do both. Someone has something that can't be explained clearly. If you want to say a few words to a deceased family member, go to her."

"Can she help?" I was very surprised.

"I don't know, I haven't inquired about it specifically, but she seems to be ill recently. I haven't heard of the consultation in the past two months. It is estimated that this week has just started again, otherwise Xiao Cheng would not choose to run to join in the fun this time. "

Nodded, I'm not in the mood to help make dumplings anymore, my mind is full of that grandmother's business.

It's not that she is curious about her.

It’s the strange dreams that have troubled me for a long time, but in the end, I was crushed by myself because I couldn’t figure it out and couldn’t explain it. I tried to tell my parents about it, but they only treated me as me. I’m confused. Chen Ming now treats me as a glass man. I don’t want to tell him this to make him worry. If the grandmother is really... just in case, there is really something unusual for me, maybe she can explain it for me. The reason.

After all, since so many people believe her, there must be a reason.

Besides, even if she is a clumsy liar and can't explain it, I have the right to find someone to vomit and suffer nothing.

Thinking about it this way, I regretted it more and more. I just had no idea why I went with Cheng Yaojin.

I waited anxiously at home for lunch, and after everyone had arrived, Cheng Yaojin came back from the outside humming a small song.

Everyone was there during the meal. After the meal, I dragged Cheng Yaojin to the corridor outside and asked, "Did you see your grandmother?"

Cheng Yaojin looked at me: "What are you doing? Aren't you interested in her?"

I waved my hand: "Hurry up, I don't want to talk to you now."

Clearing his throat, Cheng Yaojin said, "I didn't see it."

"Huh?" I wondered: "Didn't you go to them to find her?"

"I originally wanted to go to see and see, but after I went there, I found out that people didn’t start'seeing' at two o’clock in the afternoon, and there were already a dozen people in front of the door. I didn’t see anything new, so I went to me. Brother that wandered around."

"So... you haven't even seen what your grandmother looks like?"

Cheng Yaojin shrugged and saw: "I guess it's not very beautiful."

If I chat with Cheng Yaojin seriously in the future, I will be a pig! idiot!

At about 1:00 in the afternoon, the house fell into silence. Grandma, parents, and others were taking a nap. Cheng Yaojin was sitting in our living room reading a comic book. Xu Yiwen did not know when he came in. He happened to come in when I walked out of the bedroom. .

Seeing that I was wrapped in a cotton jacket and dressed neatly, I asked in confusion, "Are you going out?"

I made a silent gesture to him, signaled not to wake the grandma who was sleeping in the house, waved at him, and called him out in the corridor to roughly talk about what I heard about my grandma today.

Xu Yiwen looked at me up and down after hearing this: "So you want to join in the fun too?"

I shook my head: "Why don't you join in the fun! Not joining in the fun! I really have something to ask her old man for help."

"What? Did you encounter something?" Xu Yiwen asked with a frown.

I waved my hand: "It's not a big thing, it's just a small thing that I can't figure out. Anyway, I am idle at home, and I have the right to go out for a stroll, and find out what's going on by the way."

Xu Yiwen is not a foolish person. He said: "The grandmother, I have also heard, what kind of supernatural events are dealt with. To put it bluntly, it is a goddess. What can you ask her about?"

I don’t know how to explain it, so I sullen my face: “You want to accompany me. Let’s set off now. If you don’t want to go, go back to your house! Ask so much what to do? Are you interrogating the prisoner?”

Xu Yiwen looked at me helplessly when he heard the words, and then waved his hand for a long time: "Okay, let's go, I'll be with you."

Nodding satisfied, I turned my head and entered the elevator with Xu Yiwen.

Along the way, Xu Yiwen wanted to ask something several times, but before he was too anxious to speak, he was forced back by the look in my eyes.

The distance from our grandson's community is not counted. Although it is on the same street, there is a good distance in two opposite directions.

My legs were sore that I could see the gate of the community from a distance.

When I entered the community, I ran into the curator of the library unexpectedly.

He is a little old man, he is very kind, I like him very much.

He was also very surprised when he saw me. He asked about the reason for coming here. Seeing that my tone was shining and hiding, he just chuckled and chuckled, but he just smiled and stopped asking.

After the curator left beforehand, Xu Yiwen looked at his back and asked me, "Who is this?"

I said: "My boss."

Meteor striding ahead of me did not notice Xu Yiwen's thoughtful eyes staring at the curator behind me.

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