Chapter 137 The Generation Gap

I heard this, did not hold back on the laugh, said grandpa you are cursing to come, and even scolded himself into, what eight generations of ancestors, scolding people are not so direct.

My grandfather's face changed, immediately irritated, to scold. I look at him like this, the heart is also gross, in the past when I was a child naughty, grandpa face a taut, I am afraid not to dare to be naughty.

Well in that melon lady head of the man sighed a long sigh, shook his head, said, just, just, the child is difficult to teach, think of my Tan family before, although it is not a big family, but a hundred or ten people, or have, now do not want to fall so far, there is only a single seedling left, and it is no wonder that he is arrogant some. It is no wonder that he is arrogant. He does not obey the rules of etiquette, but also has.

I pulled the clothes, want to refute two sentences, but a look at my grandfather's face, hard to swallow the words.

This eight generations of ancestors face me, a pair of bright eyes up and down to look at me, said, the boy was born neat, half of my legacy, I do not know can be married?

I first listened to him this is considered good words, but then became a method to praise themselves, suddenly speechless. My grandfather busy came up, bowed and waisted, smiled and said, ancestor, these days it is not fashionable before that set, the state has a policy, do not allow marriage too early, the child is still young.

Eight generations of ancestors slightly stunned, slowly raised his hand, the look is a bit of a scholar's style, he looked at my grandfather, pointing at me and said, this age, I think it has been more than twenty and more, how is it still small? I am at this time, my son has been half his age. Said this is the fault of you elders, children and grandchildren's life events, how can not take into account the reasoning, no wonder my Tan family is so down and out today!

After saying that, his face showed a look of annoyance, raised his hand and flung his sleeve, and grunted between his noses. My grandfather's face is a bit too much, but the corner of those ghosts and shadows look at him like this, have come out, seems to be in accordance with their respective generations to stand in a row, and is bowing and kowtowing, a mouth constantly say, ancestors rest in peace and so on.

I took a good look at the appearance of those ghosts and shadows, they dress dress, there are ancient, modern, dress are some differences, my history is not very good, so the specific time period can not say, just look at some of the age of the near, like my grandfather, that hair people, do not know how to salute, can only look at the actions of others, and then learned, even more amusing.

Eight generations of ancestors is another sigh, shook his hand and said, just just, you all go down, I and this …… which generation also can not count the grandson to have a good chat.

Although I know that he is not cursing, but in my ears, it is so strange. It is estimated that even he can not calculate how to say the relationship between me and his name, so he found the grandson such a word.

All the ghosts are handrails said yes, only my grandfather smiling, pulled me behind, to the eight generations of ancestors said, I first caution Tan Xi a few words, lest he again hit the ancestors.

The eight generations of ancestors gently "hmm", did not answer, only turned around, and put his eyes on the withered branches of the sphinx tree.

My grandfather pulled me aside and gave me a deep look, his face brimming with tears. That miserable old hand touched my head and said Xiao Xi ah, grandpa has not seen you for so many years, you have grown so big ……

I am also a little emotional, although the yin and yang are separated, but still like long unseen relatives, the nose can not help but a sour, mouth low called him.

He nodded comfortably, and then asked me, your parents and they?

My mood suddenly sank, put my parents things, probably said a little. My grandfather listened to a burst of sighs, tears out of the corner of his eyes, but the tears dripped down the wrinkles, before they fell to the ground, disappeared. I was slightly melancholy, and I don't know where I read the saying before, speaking of ghosts is no tears, because what they have, all do not belong to this world, now it seems that there is indeed some truth in this statement.

My grandfather lamented a bit, only to say, Xiaoxi, all right, your mother is a good daughter-in-law, it is possible to look at you like this, she can also be able to rest in peace.

I'm still very not used to this kind of words from a ghost mouth out, always some subversive feeling, a ghost also mention what rest in peace, this let me how to pick up. Previously has been for the hanging ghost can not speak some regret, now think about it, or perhaps he said words more thundering much more.

I looked at the yard ghosts a glance, see them a second ago also gathered together, the second after suddenly disappeared. I asked my grandfather what was going on. My grandfather said, they are all Tan family ancestors, after death, all the souls are put into the human face tree, to strengthen the power of the tree, and now the tree is destroyed, the souls inside are out, and now they plan to gather in the broken house, as a clan temple.

I was slightly surprised in my heart, then this house can really be considered a haunted house in the future, I do not know if I refurbish it, will there be buyers and sellers of murderous houses to contact me. If this group of ancestors agreed, maybe I can make a small fortune, anyway, this house is a free gift I do not dare to live.

My grandfather wiped his tears, reached out and gently pushed me a hand, said you quickly go, do not let the ancestors wait anxious. They are ancient people, unlike our generations, they are the most important rituals, earlier we just sent the face tree out, busy kowtowing are busy for half an hour, I am not a ghost now, this body is really some can not eat. You have to speak with a sense of propriety, after all, it is the ancestor of the咋们, what he asked, what you answer, do not mess up the rules.

I was surprised to be stunned, kowtow for half an hour, this must be how big a row. But even if I think so, my heart is still a hundred reluctant, just can't step over the hurdle of my grandfather, and finally walked over with a reluctant look.

Eight generations of ancestors stood with his arms folded, looking at the section of dead trees, sometimes saying a couple of poetic lines of sadness, sometimes shaking his head and feeling sorry for himself. I stood behind him without saying a word, only feel that this ancient world is really not I can understand, no wonder I don't love to watch costume movies.

After waiting for a while, the eight generations of ancestors turned to look at me and said, Tan Xi, you used to live here too? I think there are a lot of unforgettable things, right?

I thought about it, if he is only this tree, then there is really something, like when I was a child climbed up and did not hold on to it and fell down, and ended up crying to the heavens, and then again, it is the thing that I was almost swallowed by it. Except when I think about it, that's not even a good memory, so I just shake my head and don't say anything.

He actually did not ask me the meaning, said that sentence, just to have a topic to be able to insert next, he slowly shook his head, said, you must not know, back then, my Tan family how prosperous, this tree is still my hands planted.

I look solemn, suddenly understand why this ghost is always standing next to the book sighing sigh, Ding Ding said before, the human face tree this kind of thing, in the beginning, is the first planted their loved ones body, and then because of the obsession is too strong reason, so it can take root and sprout, so to say, this ground is planted, but also really my ancestor's which person's body?

Eight generations of ancestors reached out and touched the tree, eyes full of color of pain, as if talking to himself, said, think back then, I am here to enjoy the flowers, drinking, poetry, how happy, now into the eyes of everything, are already things are not the same ……

I still tense a face, really do not know what to say good, always feel that speak with this tone of voice, and I simply is not a sub-genre.

He smiled slightly, turned around, glanced towards me, and suddenly said, Tan Xi, but the bloodper is in your hand.

I nodded, reached out to open the collar, pulled the pendant out of the clothes, his face expression was quite pleased, I originally thought it was the relationship between seeing the blood peroxide again, but I did not expect him to reach out and pull my clothes, said, your clothes, although it is a strange dress, but it looks extraordinarily convenient, I do not know which is the attire of the foreign race. Or are all the people in your dynasty dressed like this?

Then, he also pointed to the SpongeBob printed on my clothes, said, think of my time, there are quite a few patterns on my clothes, to never embroidered with this kind of monster.

I am now full of black lines, just want to get rid of this topic, now just think those travel through the film or something to pull to beat the bar, communication is not at all a spiritual level, I want to be able to travel back to the ancient times to go, did not be driven crazy by them is good.

I pulled the blood perch off my neck, said eight generations of ancestors, you have to tell me about the blood perch, right?

He smiled faintly, which turned the topic away from my clothes, saying that the matter of blood perforation, since the day I buried Wan Er with my own hands, I decided to bury this secret forever, and the children and grandchildren know just as little, and if you ask someone else, they can't answer. Now it seems that this is my mistake.

I was somewhat surprised, no wonder my father spoke up, seems to be on this thing some unclear, the original he knows not much.

I was busy asking him, said you do so why?

His expression suddenly back up, his eyes slowly drooped, suddenly read a poem or two, I did not understand a word, my heart only thought you quickly speak human words.

He reached out and took the blood perch, eyes swimming some, sighed, which said, when I only when this blood perch is an unknown thing, but on the ancestral training in the ear, explaining that we have been guarded for generations. But the family clansmen because of this thing, I do not know how many deaths, my Wan Er, has not been spared. I just want to solve this thing secretly, but I never thought, this blood perch is actually innate ghosts, water and fire do not invade, I really can not take it, before I died, just account for the clan to bury him, how many secrets with me into the ground, just now, the family business withered, I think it is actually my mistake.

I thought carefully about his words, estimated that they are the same as my father, want to end the matter about the blood perforation, but his ability is limited, there is no way to deal with, so hide a part of the matter, may not only account for this blood perforation is heirloom what, so that the descendants continue to bury it with him, thinking that this will get rid of an aftermath.

But this thought is not right, if this is really the case, then about the Xie family ancestral shrine keeper things, later people and how do you know? But look at the way this eight generations of ancestors speak, but also do not want to lie, perhaps after his death, there are still some changes in the middle.