"What is going on? Can anyone tell me quickly?" Wang Qingliu shouted loudly, becoming more and more confused the more he listened.
Grandma Wang lowered her head guiltily. She didn't dare to look at the resentful look in her grandson's eyes.
Zhang Meng glanced at her, shook her head, and then looked towards Wang Qingliu. "I'm telling you now, all these strange things that happened in your family were actually caused by your grandmother. She wanted to keep your grandfather, and she also brought disaster to you, her descendants."
"Save my grandpa? What does that mean?" Wang Qingliu anxiously turned his head between Grandma Wang and Zhang Meng.
"Your grandfather actually died a long time ago. The grandfather you see now is just your grandfather's successor using your grandmother's life. To put it bluntly, your grandfather has been dead for a long time."
"Impossible, I can still hear my grandfather coughing every day. If my grandfather is dead, then where does this cough come from?" Wang Qingliu shook his head vigorously, unwilling to believe what he just heard.
"Don't you understand? Your grandfather is dead. He's currently using the life your grandmother gave him. When the 9981st day is up, he'll become a zombie, devoid of emotion. He'll only drink blood to maintain his appearance."
Wang Qingliu looked at his grandfather, whose chest was clearly heaving, and no matter how he looked at him, his grandfather didn't look like what Zhang Meng said.
Zhang Meng knew he didn't believe her when she saw him hesitate. "If you don't believe me, just ask your grandmother. Your grandmother handled this matter for your grandfather, so she knows it best."
Wang Qingliu immediately looked at Grandma Wang, "Grandma, is what she said true? Tell me."
Grandma Wang looked a little nervous and timid, and she didn't dare to look up at her grandson who was asking her a question.
"Did your family secretly buy a lot of live chickens recently?" Zhang Meng glanced at the Wang family's balcony, where there were quite a lot of chicken feathers.
"So what?" Wang Qingliu looked at her dissatisfiedly.
"Then my inference is even more correct. The live chickens your family bought were all used by your grandmother to feed your grandfather."
"What evidence do you have?" Wang Qingliu clenched his fists and looked at Grandma Wang who was silent.
"You can tell if what I said is true by lifting Grandpa's blanket. If I'm not mistaken, your grandfather's body should be all blue and purple right now, because his body is already in the state of a dead person. Even if a person is still alive, his body will change."
Wang Qingliu immediately walked forward and lifted the quilt from the old man on the bed.
"What are you doing? Don't lift it." When Grandma Wang saw his action, she immediately rushed over to stop him.
After being pushed, Wang Qingliu looked at Grandma Wang sadly, and his heart was already leaning towards Zhang Meng.
"Grandma, please move aside and let me see Grandpa."
"Don't touch him. No one is allowed to touch him. Your grandfather and I have depended on each other for so many years. He is so cruel. He left me first. I won't let him go before me. I want him to stay with me forever, and stay with me until I die."
"She's right, your grandpa is dead, but so what? I have a way to keep him alive, and he will always be with us." Having said that, Grandma Wang reached out and touched Grandpa Wang's gray face, looking at him with a smile.
"What about my dad? What's going on with him?" Wang Qingliu looked at Zhang Meng. At this moment, he completely believed in the woman in front of him.
"Your father has been infected with the corpse poison emitted from your grandfather. I will give you a medicine talisman later. You can soak it in water and give it to your father to eat. He will be fine."
Wang Qingliu breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked at Zhang Meng, he felt a little uneasy. He had not believed her just now. "Well, I'm sorry, I didn't believe you just now." The truth was that he had read books for so many years, and the books had taught him to look at the world scientifically, and gods and ghosts were all feudal superstitions.
Zhang Meng waved her hand. "You don't have to apologize to me. Actually, a few months ago, I didn't believe that there really were gods and ghosts in this world. It's normal that you don't believe it."
Wang Qingliu lowered his head in embarrassment, his eyes inadvertently sweeping over Grandpa Wang who was being protected by Grandma Wang. "Ms. Zhang, my grandfather... can he really survive in this state?"
Zhang Meng glanced at the two elderly people on the bed and said, "No, dead is dead. Even if someone uses witchcraft to make him look alive, he's still a demon. I advise you to have your grandmother get rid of your grandfather as soon as possible, otherwise there will be endless trouble in the future."
Wang Qingliu glanced at the two relatives lying on the bed and nodded.
"This is your father's medicine. Just burn it to ashes and make a cup of water for your father to drink."
"Is this talisman paper? You want my dad to drink your talisman water?" Wang Qingliu took a look at the talisman paper with a look of doubt on his face and did not reach out to take it.
Seeing this, Zhang Meng sneered, "Your father's illness really can only be cured by drinking this. If you don't believe it, then take your father to the hospital."
"Liu'er, take it. What this little girl said is true. Your father's illness can only be cured by drinking this."
At this time, Grandma Wang, who had been taking care of Grandpa Wang, suddenly looked up and said this.
Wang Qingliu glanced at Grandma Wang, pursed his lips, and reached out to take the talisman paper from Zhang Meng's hand.
"Since everything is fine, I'll go back first, but don't forget what you promised me."
Wang Qingliu glanced at her and replied muffledly, "I haven't forgotten. You just want to know who reported your family, right? I don't know who it is. I only know that we received a letter of complaint. I can give it to you and you can check it yourself."
"Give it to me." Zhang Meng stretched out a hand with a gloomy face.
Wang Qingliu took out a piece of letter paper from his pocket and handed it to her. Zhang Meng put it away and said, "Since everything is fine, I'll go back first."
After coming out of the tube building, Zhang Meng did not stay here for long. Instead, he walked on the street and then went into a scrap collection station.
"Comrade Zhang, you're here." The guard at the scrap yard called out politely when he saw Zhang Meng walking in.
Zhang Meng nodded at him and continued walking inside. When she reached the end, she finally stopped at the door of a building with the words "X-Organization" written on it.
"Hello, seniors." Zhang Meng pushed open the door and shouted to everyone inside.
As soon as she walked in, Zhang Meng was warmly welcomed by members of the alien organization.
"Oh, our talisman painting master is here. Please take a seat." Tong Wu came over with a stool.
"Xiao Meng, have some tea. I just brewed this tea. I bought the tea leaves from that place when I went on a mission last time. It tastes very good." Feng San handed a cup of steaming tea to Zhang Meng with a flattering look on his face.
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