The old man, not believing in superstition, came closer again.
He stroked his beard, looking Jiang Si up and down: "Are you a Taoist priest?"
Jiang Si was also sizing up the old man.
Judging from its hairstyle, it's at least a hundred years old. There's no resentment or foulness about it, and I don't know why it's been lingering here for a hundred years without reincarnation.
Seeing Jiang Si's expression, Xu Yingting asked in a low voice, "Master Jiang, have you met my great-grandfather?"
When the old man saw Xu Yingting's attitude, he became furious. He jumped up and hit Xu Yingting on the head, "You unfilial grandson, how many times have I reminded you, and you only just realize it now!"
Xu Yingting felt a gust of cold wind brush past his head, bringing a slight chill.
"???"
Was someone doing something just now?
The customer is king, and Jiang Si treated him with great respect. She raised her hand and made a gesture, brushing it across Xu Yingting's eyelids.
Unlike before, Xu Yingting found this cool sensation particularly comfortable.
He opened his eyes, “Master Jiang—” Then, his words caught in his throat, his pupils dilated, and he was so stunned that he couldn’t close his mouth, “This, this is my great-grandfather?”
"Hmm, you saw me?" The old man narrowed his eyes, leaned closer to Xu Yingting, stroked his goatee after a while, and said to Jiang Si, "It seems you do have some skill."
“Great-great-grandfather,” Xu Yingting called out.
Who would have thought that he was just harboring suspicions of a trap?
The old man was displeased. "What kind of behavior is this!"
"A real man should speak properly, why are you stuttering like that!"
Xu Yingting: "..."
No, you have to give me some time to adjust.
Seeing his ancestors, who came from the last century, for the first time, he realized that those who had received long-term "red education" really needed the support of the government.
Jiang Si interrupted them, "I wonder why Elder Xu is lingering in the mortal realm?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Huantang fell silent for a moment.
"I don't know either."
Xu Yingting: "..."
Jiang Si: "..."
This was an answer Jiang Si hadn't expected.
If a person lingers in the mortal world after death instead of entering the underworld, it is always because of one kind or another obsession.
But this old man in front of them, who had been stuck here for a hundred years, then told them he didn't know?
Perhaps their silence provoked the old man, Xu Huantang became irritable, "How would I know what the reason is? I've been here since I woke up, I can't go anywhere. The only thing I can do is make a fuss in front of this kid, but this kid is as stupid as a pig every time, he doesn't even know to take my ancestral tablet out for a moment."
"That's incredibly stupid."
Xu Yingting: "..."
He felt wronged. He felt that he was not spiritually connected with his great-grandfather to that extent. Xu Yingting lowered his head and said, "Grandpa was right to teach me a lesson."
Xu Huantang also felt very aggrieved. He didn't even know how he died, and he was in a daze every day.
When I'm sober, I wander aimlessly around this ancestral hall; when I'm not sober, I don't even know where I am.
A century has passed in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Si blinked thoughtfully.
"Master Jiang, what are your thoughts?" Xu Yingting asked.
Jiang Si said, "Not at the moment. The only thing we can do is let your great-grandfather leave these places first, and maybe then he will remember."
Xu Huantang cannot leave this place, and the other things are also related to himself.
He trapped himself here.
This is the ghost's heartache.
“Old Master Xu, let me take you out first; that might be of some help to you.”
Xu Huantang shook his head repeatedly, his eyes filled with fear: "No, we can't get out!"
"You'll die if you go out!"
Jiang Si understood and said, "Right, I forgot you guys are afraid of the sun."
“Yes, we can’t see the sun,” Xu Huantang said nervously.
“However, I am a Celestial Master,” Jiang Si changed the subject, and with a flick of her wrist, fire appeared in her palm. The flames were a strange blue-white color. “Look, I can manipulate the ghost fire of heaven and earth. Ordinary demons and monsters are no match for me, and no one is a match for me. Taking you out is more than enough.”
Staring at the fire in Jiang Si's hand, Xu Huantang seemed lost in some kind of memory: "Is it really possible?"
"OK."
Jiang Si stepped forward and gently took Xu Huantang's hand, leading him step by step out of the Xu family ancestral hall until they reached the bustling traffic outside.
“The world has changed now, there is no danger outside,” Jiang Si said softly. “Look at those children, they are very happy now.”
Xu Huantang stared blankly at all of this, and suddenly burst into tears.
“But so many children are gone,” he murmured.
Xu Yingting felt somewhat uncomfortable.
In my great-grandfather's time, they suffered greatly from bullying and many human tragedies occurred that even history books could not bear to record.
"Great-grandfather, we are strong now and will no longer be bullied."
Outside the Xu Family Ancestral Hall is a small square.
The weather in the south isn't that cold; you can even wear short sleeves at this time of year, but there's always a slight chill in the air during autumn.
It's time for students to get out of school, and many parents are taking their children out to play.
Some were flying kites, while others were riding scooters.
Behind them, grandparents were calling out, "Slow down, don't fall!"
"That's good, that's good." Xu Huantang said softly, looking at the harmonious scene before him.
Even Xu Yingting, a man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, couldn't help but feel a little teary-eyed.
Everything we have now is the result of the bloody battles fought back then.
Since Old Xu can't remember anything from back then, we can only take him back first.
As for how to explain it to his mother, we'll talk about that when we get back.
It was already late when they returned.
Mrs. Xu had already prepared the meal. Seeing them, she said warmly, "Go wash your hands, dinner is about to start."
Mr. Xu is still working overtime at the company and hasn't come home yet, so it's just the few of them having dinner.
Xu Huantang's mood had improved a lot. He waved his hand and said, "You guys go eat first. I'll look around."
The Xu family villa is well-maintained and has a very homey feel to it.
On the wall of the staircase leading to the second floor, a photo wall has been created, which even includes some faded and old photos.
Xu Huantang looked at each one, lingering for a long time.
Perhaps these photos can evoke some memories for Grandpa.
While eating, Xu Yingting was also somewhat worried, glancing over there from time to time.
Mrs. Xu kept giving her meaningful glances.
What's wrong with this child? There are guests, but he doesn't greet them at all. He just keeps looking at all those photos on the wall. Doesn't he know them so well that he can remember who is in which position?
Mrs. Xu couldn't help but look over as well.
There's nothing there.
Qi Yan and She Zhang were extremely enthusiastic about food, keeping their eyes and noses focused, eating with more gusto than anyone else.
Mrs. Xu coughed lightly. Xu Yingting turned around and asked, "Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine." Mrs. Xu felt a warmth in her heart and didn't care about arguing anymore. "But you, why were you staring at that?"
There are still guests here.
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