Northeastern Wild Fairy Tales Record

  As soon as I confirmed it was Grandpa who had come, my heart immediately felt at ease, and finally found someone to rely on. The fear, anxiety, hunger, and fatigue that had been accumulating for so long all came crashing down on me like a wave, and my whole body seemed to lose all its strength in an instant as I fell into Grandpa's arms.

  And my grandfather also held me, looking at the front still watching the glowing book page, motionless. As for Grandfather's arrival, he didn't even glance up, still staring.

  Looking at the ghostly object motionless on the book page, my grandfather said to me: "Not listening to old people's words, loss is in front of your eyes. You say I shouted at you just now, it would be better if you stopped, now you know what fear is."

  Patted my back, letting me breathe slowly, and at the same time said: "It's okay, big grandson is not afraid, Grandpa is here, no one can do anything to us, come one and eliminate one, come two and eliminate a pair. It's just a small vengeful spirit, don't be afraid!"

  "Grandpa, I want to go home, I want to go home..." At this moment, the child's fearful and terrified emotions finally burst out when he saw his grandfather, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.

  But my grandfather, seeing my appearance, was also heartbroken and patted me to comfort me. Seeing me crying with tears like pearls falling down, he was even more heartbroken. At this time, when looking at that ghostly creature again, his eyes were filled with burning anger. With a loud roar: "You damned ghost, today if I don't chop you into eight pieces, it's hard to relieve the hatred in my heart. You dare to be so bold, actually intercepting Zhou Lao Dao's grandson? I think you are looking for death!"

  After finishing speaking, it was just a matter of rolling up sleeves to go and collect that ghostly object, but at this moment I simply couldn't get up, in an instant of relaxation, my whole body seemed to have no bones and leaned completely on Grandpa's embrace.

  But at this moment, Grandpa loosened his grip and I fell to the ground like a limp noodle, whispering softly: "Grandpa..."

  Upon hearing my voice, Grandpa turned around and surprisingly found that I was gone. He then looked around in all directions, shouting: "Big grandson, where have you run off to? Why can't I find you?"

  Seeing grandpa like this, I was also convinced for a while, and could only accumulate strength to shout: "Grandpa, I'm under your feet!"

  Grandpa lowered his head and saw me lying on the ground like a boneless loach, so he hurriedly bent down and said to me: "Big grandson, Grandpa was too angry for a while and didn't notice you. Come, Grandpa will help you up."

  At the same time, my grandfather's hands were placed on my back, supporting me to get up. Just at this moment, I suddenly felt a very cold air flow into my body, not the dry cold of the weather, but a kind of cold that could freeze my consciousness, and my body involuntarily shivered as Grandfather helped me up.

  Although I felt that this cold air was a bit suspicious, it came and went quickly, disappearing without a trace in just a few breaths, leaving no feeling.

  But at this time, my body had changed. I, who originally didn't have the strength, was miraculously able to stand up by myself and was no longer a weakling, no longer needing Grandpa's support to stand upright.

  "Grandpa, I just felt a chill run straight into my heart, and then it vanished. After that, I found myself able to stand up."

  Grandpa pushed me away and I stood up slowly by myself. Although my body was still a bit tired, I could already stand up on my own.

  Grandpa also looked at me with a smile and said, "Little brat, this is my credit, I gave you some strength to let you stand up, you stand here first, I'll go see that dead ghost."

  "Grandpa, be careful, or let's just go home first and don't bother with him." I said in a low voice. Actually, I didn't want grandpa to go over there. I didn't know if grandpa could handle him. Although in my memories grandpa was very strong, but now that he's become a ghost, would he still be fierce?

  I still thought it was Grandpa's ghost coming back to help me, so I wasn't afraid of Grandpa, but I was terrified of that unfamiliar ghost.

  That's the blood relationship that connects people at a fundamental level. No matter what close relatives become, they are still close relatives and won't feel afraid. But strangers are different, after becoming unfamiliar things and seeing them again with inexplicable changes beyond reason, extreme fear will be produced in their hearts.

  Just like this ghost in front of me, although I don't know if he's a wrongly killed spirit or not, at least for now, he has the intention to kill me, putting my life in danger. At the same time, his incomprehensible expression is also one of the reasons why I feel afraid.

  Grandfather let go of me at this time, slowly approaching the ghostly object, while the ghostly object seemed to be unaware and stood still, maintaining its previous action, without any change, and was unaware of Grandfather's approach.

  Although I didn't want Grandpa to go, the old man was a bit stubborn. Once he made up his mind, nothing could change it, not even ten cows pulling together. So I had no choice but to watch him with great concern in my heart, fearing that something unexpected might happen to him.

  Grandfather finally walked to the back of the ghost, and the ghost's disregard for Grandfather made him a bit angry. Standing behind, he said loudly: "You resentful ghost, didn't you see me, Master Dao? You actually dare to put me in such low regard. It seems that today I, Master Dao, will take justice into my own hands and slay the evil spirits. Can you hear me?"

  Grandpa said after that is a look like facing a great enemy of the wrong death ghost, but this time also is such, simply did not see what action ghost.

  This really got my grandfather so angry that he was muttering to himself several times, and in his anger, he stretched out his hand and pushed the poor devil away, saying "Did you hear or not..."

  Grandpa wanted to ask if he had heard, but the words hadn't left his mouth yet. At this time, the resentful ghost in Grandpa's mouth had transformed and was everywhere, with shadows of the resentful ghost filling the surrounding air.

  Why? Because just as Grandfather's hand touched the ghost, it scattered like a cloud of dust. Previously, it was a ghost with eyeballs and maggots on its bones, but at that moment, everything turned into dust-like things scattering into the air.

  Neither I nor my grandfather had expected this scene. We both thought that the next scene would be a fierce battle, but at this moment, the result was truly unexpected.

  Earlier, I didn't notice the surroundings because of my grandfather's arrival. Now that the ghost has disappeared after dying, I looked around and found that the missing road had reappeared, and my grandfather also reacted.

  Looked around, one hand touching his head, couldn't understand why such a situation would appear earlier, so he also cast his gaze on the glowing page of the book on the ground.

  He bent down, put some scattered books into the backpack, picked up a glowing book and looked at it for a few moments before putting it in his hand. He walked back to me, handed me the backpack while also picking up the bicycle, and said: "Alright, since the vengeful spirit has disappeared on its own, let's head back too. I'll send you home first, then I'll leave as well."

  "Alright, let's go, Grandpa!" I said with an innocent smile as soon as I heard we were going home.

  Holding the Teng Long manual in his hand, Grandfather looked at it for a few moments before slowly opening his mouth to say: "By the way, what's so special about this thing? Why does it glow on its own? What kind of book is this?"

  Grandfather seemed to ask casually, but his heart, which had already been put down, was raised again after grandfather's words.

  Isn't it over yet from tonight till now? Are you going to play with me until when?

  Grandpa had entrusted this book to me before he died, and he even instructed my grandmother to hand it over to me in person. Moreover, he specifically reminded me in a dream that when I could understand it, I should follow what's written inside.

  However, at this time, he actually opened his mouth to ask me what this was. I looked up at Grandpa's aged face, the white hair on both sides of his temples, the deep fishbone wrinkles, the old man's complexion, and some age spots unique to the elderly.

  This is not my grandfather!