Chapter 0015: Lessons from the Masters

"Plop!"

I was lifted up by my Grandpa and threw it into my own yard. My mother followed me timidly behind me.

"Boy, say, who told you to climb the wall?"

I grew up so old, Chapter Once I saw my grandpa getting so much fire. The peach wood sword in his hand was not an evil spirit at this moment, but a weapon that was about to whip me, which made me tremble all over.

I was covered in blood, and there was a piece of plate on my butt stuck in my flesh. I was so excited just now that I didn't even realize it.

This happened and I felt more and more painful.

I'm like this, and Grandfather even scolded me. I felt aggrieved and tears came down.

"Little bastard, I spoiled you so much for the old man these years. If you don't teach you a lesson, you won't know that the sky is high."

I, Grandpa, pressed me on the long bench, waved my peach wood sword and was about to suck me, but I couldn't take it as I looked at my bloody pants and my miserable pants.

"well!"

Grandpa threw away the peach wood sword, and squatted aside in anger, sucking his big cigarette puff hard.

My mother then rushed in, gently pulled my pants open, and took a breath of air conditioning.

I don't know how my mother cleaned the residue from the broken plate. I just know that I screamed in pain, and tears were scattered like I didn't want money. I guess I could catch a bucket full of a small bucket.

Grandpa stood aside angrily, watching my mother clear my wounds, took out a small bottle of powder from the medicine box, and spilled it on my wounds bit by bit.

Not to mention, the medicine powder from our family is really effective. It was hot when it was sprinkled on the wound. It hurt so much that I twisted my butt straight, but later it became cool and very comfortable.

After I, Grandpa, gave me medicine, asked angrily, "Little bastard, let me ask you, why did you climb the wall just now? Do you know how dangerous the corpse on the ghost is? Do you dare to jump down? Do you really think that you can use a broken talisman to subdue demons?"

I lowered my head timidly and replied in a low voice, "I didn't think about subduing demons."

"Then why do you jump down? You don't dare to do it easily without seeing you Grandpa? What if you have three or two shortcomings, how can I live with Grandpa?"

The old man was so angry that his beard was raised up, and he pointed at my nose and scolded him.

I looked up at my mother and found that she was also looking at me with a resentment.

I had to lower my head again and sobbed and said, "I, didn't I see my mother being arrested? If I hadn't been to save my mother, could I go on? Do you think I'm not afraid? Grandpa Liu's death is so miserable, and he looks so cunning... Woo woo..."

Maybe my Grandpa and my mother are too concerned about the Heart system - ruler of consciousness me, but I'm just pursuing it I climbed the wall and jumped down easily to fight Liu Quan, but I didn't think of my true thoughts in the Heart system - ruler of consciousness.

When I said this, I saw my mother's body tremble and her tears couldn't stop falling.

Grandpa was also stunned. He silently pinned the eye bag pot on his waist, pulled my hand and asked, "Ningwazi, Grandpa asked you, if someone else was caught today, would you still dare to jump down?"

I raised my head, not knowing how to answer his question, so I had to lower my head and remain silent.

I, Grandpa, smiled and said, "I forgot that you are only seven years old. It's really a bit difficult for you to ask about this question, for nothing."

After I finished speaking, I picked up his peach wood sword and walked out.

My mother immediately hugged me in her arms, and tears fell like rain, crackling and crackling.

"My good boy, you have suffered. Mom doesn't need you to save me. Remember, no matter how dangerous Mom is, I don't want you to go and save Mom. Look at what you have done, you are covered in injuries. Even if Mom dies, she doesn't want to see you hurt!"

"You can't do this in the future. Your mother has lived at such an old age. She has never seen anything before. What's the point of a dead person? I've seen him more than this terrifying. What's the situation you really encounter in the future? You are not allowed to do this."

My mother hugged me and cried while talking.

I hid in her arms obediently, letting her tears wet my clothes. Maybe I was too tired. I just experienced that incident and made me feel over-intensified. Now I was in a daze and fell asleep.

In his sleep, the tall man appeared again. He told me in a sarcastic tone, "You stupid guy, you can't even deal with a corpse on the ghost, and you still call yourself a man. I think you will always be the Gallbladder system - decision maker, little brat, coward."

The Gallbladder system - decision maker, how could I not be angry? I went up and fought with him with claws, but the result was that I was pressed to the ground by him again and was slapped.

"ah..."

I shouted and sat up from the kang. I felt a pain under my butt, as if I was really slapped.

I reached out and touched it, and I remembered that I had been injured there and it has not healed yet.

It's that person again. Every time I see him in my dream, I will be beaten. Who is he? Why do you always appear in my dreams?

My mother lifted the curtain and walked in, shouting with concern: "Xiao Ning, what's wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare again?"

"Ah, no, no?"

I tried my best to hide it and took a look at the time. Damn it, it was 6:50 again, and I was going to be late again.

I hurriedly put on my clothes, but my mother stopped me.

"I Let Yingzi bring a message to you Teacher and say that you are sick and have a few days off before going to school. You are well at home today. "

When I heard that I didn't have to go to class, I was very happy. I hugged my mother's face and kissed her hard. Then I put on my clothes quickly and ran to the yard. I found that Grandpa, who was having breakfast at the time, was not there, and couldn't help but look at the other side of the yard wall in confusion.

Although I can't see what's going on outside the high courtyard wall, I can guess it.

Grandpa Liu's body was defrauded yesterday evening, but later it was subdued by my Grandpa. I must have been buried early this morning.

Things like corpses that have been taken by ghosts must be dealt with quickly, because the corpses are already cold, and if they are caught by ghosts that are gathered by yin energy, they will be excessive yin energy. If they stay at home for a long time, it will not be good for the whole family.

So at this moment, I, Grandpa, should be organizing someone to prepare to bury Grandpa Liu.

Now that I think about it, Grandpa Liu was scared to death by Liu Quan. Grandpa, I should have seen that Liu Quan is lurking nearby, so I should have discussed with the old village chief and the others that I had already discussed burying Grandpa Liu in advance. Unexpectedly, I was possessed by Liu Quan in the end and almost harmed my mother.

His uncle's Liu Quan threatened to kill me yesterday, so you'd better not mess with me, otherwise, hum...

By the way, I remembered that after the dead ghost of Liu Quan ran away yesterday, Gan Yunshan seemed to have found the Liu family. Because he heard the drunkards calling for corpse fraud, he thought that his son was at my house and nothing would happen, so he ran over.

Unexpectedly, something really happened. Gan Chengxiong kissed Grandpa Liu's body and almost fell out of a concussion. If I hadn't pulled him in the end, he would have been praying to the dead ghost Liu Quan.

It's a bad luck to say that Gan Chengxiong is so unlucky. Every time I'm with me, something happens.

Am I really the life of a broom star? I'll go, that bastard Liu Quan is the broom star.

I remember that Gan Yunshan grabbed Gan Chengxiong and slapped him twice, and he almost fainted.

Originally, he was so scared that he fell off the wall that he kissed Grandpa Liu. Before he could react, he was slapped twice again.

He wasn't scared to death by the ghost, and almost beaten to death by his father.

No, I have to go and see this kid. At least he has sent me a sweet potato torn.

"Mom, I'll go out."

I shouted at my mother who was folding the quilt in the inner room, grabbed a meat bun and ran away.

My mother chased me out from behind and shouted to me, "Hey, your injury has not healed yet. Grandpa said you won't let you run around, this kid..."