At noon, my grandmother woke up.
I also introduced Old Mo to my grandmother, saying he was my friend.
When Grandma heard my friend was visiting, she wanted to get up and cook for us.
But I stopped her, telling her to rest well.
At the same time, I gave Grandma her medicine.
And I told her that Old Mo and I planned to find out what had harmed her tonight.
So we needed her cooperation.
As Grandma's grandson, she naturally trusted me.
She told me to say whatever I wanted, and she would do as I said.
I didn't hesitate and explained the method my master had taught me.
I said I would leave the house at night.
And asked Grandma to stay at home, not to lock the door, and to keep the communication function on.
If the door was pushed open, she was to go into the inner room.
And alert me...
At that time, we would rush back to trap the entity inside the house.
Grandma nodded in agreement after listening.
However, her concern was not for her own safety, but for whether we would be in danger.
I smiled and shook my head, saying it was nothing.
I told her that I had wiped out the entire den of those weasels, and this survivor was not a threat.
Old Mo also patted his chest and said.
To let her rest assured, that the two of us together would ensure these demons and monsters would never return.
Grandma seemed very tired. After chatting with us for a while, she lost her energy.
I gave her another bowl of Shenyun tea and helped her to bed.
In the afternoon, Old Mo and I discussed the plan and various potential emergency situations.
We also made some demon-repelling tools.
Such as peach wood swords and peach wood nails.
After all, we hadn't brought these things with us when we returned home.
After making these, it was already dark.
Grandma woke up again around eight o'clock.
We ate something in the house and confirmed the plan for the night.
I said to Grandma:
"Grandma, Old Mo and I are going out first.
Wear this talisman clothing.
Keep the communicator turned on and inside your clothes.
I can hear everything you say.
If the door is pushed open, and anything unusual happens.
Just speak.
At that time, Old Mo and I will come back..."
Grandma nodded:
"Okay, my hearing is fine. You've told me many times. I'll do as you said."
I smiled.
After making all arrangements, I checked the windows in the house again.
Then Old Mo and I turned and left the house.
Looking back, Grandma was still smiling kindly at us.
But Old Mo and I could both feel that Grandma's fortune was very low, and her Yang fire was extremely weak.
I didn't know how much of Grandma's vitality that thing had absorbed last night.
If I catch it tonight, I will surely scatter its soul.
As we walked out of the courtyard, I took Old Mo to the other end of the village.
This place was about two hundred meters from my house.
This distance would allow the weasels not to sense any danger, and also allow us to rush back to my house as quickly as possible to ensure Grandma's safety.
And to trap it inside the house.
Then, it would be like catching a turtle in a jar, and it would have no way to escape.
The villagers, due to my grandmother's incident, had all closed their doors early.
Now that it was dark, no one dared to go out.
The village had become very quiet.
After arranging Old Mo, I left the village alone.
I had to ensure that the weasels couldn't smell me, so that they would lower their guard.
These were all taught to me by my master.
Now, I was doing them one by one.
I just hoped that tonight would go smoothly, and that the remaining weasels could be wiped out completely.
By now, the sky had completely darkened.
I watched the village from afar.
The bustling lights were quietly drawing smoke and waiting.
I didn't know when the weasel that was bothering my grandmother would appear.
All I could do now was wait.
My ears were attentively listening to the real-time calls on my phone.
The voice was a WeChat group call, a three-person group call.
So anyone speaking among the three of us could be heard by the others.
I was smoking, one cigarette after another.
Occasionally, I would say a few words to Grandma.
To confirm Grandma's condition and to reassure her.
Grandma was listening to the radio, humming a tune.
Time passed minute by minute.
Until two hours later.
Around ten o'clock.
The village was basically plunged into darkness.
And at this moment, strange noises began to come from the phone.
"Knock, knock, knock, knock..."
It was the sound of knocking on the door.
Hearing this sound, I immediately became alert.
My hand crushed the cigarette butt.
Then, I heard my grandmother's voice:
"Who is it?"
"Auntie, it's me, Little Six."
The voice was low.
Is this the voice of my Uncle, the fool Liu?
I pricked up my ears.
"Little Six, what is it?"
My grandmother's voice continued.
But in the next second, I heard a "clang," the sound of the door being kicked open.
And a "hehehe" strange laughter.
"Little Six, Little Six, why are you kicking my door open?"
My grandmother's surprised voice rang out.
But then came a series of hoarse, strange laughter:
"Hehehe..."
The sound was continuous.
Then came Grandma's panicked voice:
"Little Six, you, what are you going to do?
No, you're not Little Six.
You, you are the Great Immortal Huang..."
Hearing this sound.
My face suddenly changed, and I no longer hesitated.
I ran back towards the village.
Immediately after, I heard a "clang," as if something had fallen.
It might have been my grandmother.
Before I could figure it out, Grandma's connection was cut off...
In the small group, only Old Mo and I were left.
I hurriedly shouted into the group:
"Old Mo, you have to hurry! I'm rushing back."
Old Mo's voice then came:
"Don't worry, I'm almost there.
I won't let the old lady come to any harm..."