After arranging everything, the housekeeper took the family doctor and maid away from the table, leaving the banquet in full and silence.

The atmosphere of silence lasted for a long time, and Su Zimo felt that something was wrong.

Even the light and shadow in the mirror flowed, and it seemed that one or even two days had passed in advance.

[Ahhhhh! ]

After the clock in the picture stopped rotating again, the maid’s sharp screams cut through the silence, and then there was a pleading cry: [No, no, I regret it, I really don’t want to die, I’m still young! ]

[We can try again, let's go to the roof! Let's dig the tunnel and do anything! Take the medicine away! ]

[We are out of food, what can we do without dying? Do you want to be solved by me now? Still starving yourself little by little? ! Why, why don't people from this family come to see the old man on the better days! If this family can come and look at the old man, they will find us, and we will be able to live. If we blame it, we will take the job that nobody cares about! ]

[Run! The fat man is crazy, he rushed over with a kitchen knife! ]

[what? ! ]

[Not the same as saying good, run away...]

[Woo-where can I escape, fight with him! ]

[No! ]

[boom! boom! ]

The sound from the mirror was chaotic. Su Zimo even tried to touch the mirror, but found that the mirror was still a mirror. He could not interfere with the screams and the sound of various things in the mirror, because the mirror recorded only the past Some things that happened have long been unable to change.

"It seems that you don't need your old man's hands, everything is over." Su Zimo glanced at the old man in the wheelchair next to him. "Unfortunately, the banquet was over without a start, so you always thought about it, old man." ?"

The old man patted the armrest of the wheelchair lightly and seemed to respond very calmly, but two red tears flowed out of his eyes.

Although the old man cannot speak, Su Zimo seems to be able to feel that revenge is not the main reason why the old man becomes a ghost with obsession, and his main purpose may be as those people said, hoping that his children and grandchildren are here Only one day a year can be returned to the villa.

If they can return to the villa as scheduled, they will find the sealed villa, and perhaps the elderly will open the closed villa. In this way, they will find that they have fallen into a crazy housekeeper, found the old man imprisoned on the second floor, know everything from the mouth of the criminals, and finally take them alive to the trial, this may be the ending that the old man most wants to see .

But in the end, the door of the villa was not opened on the agreed date.

[The baby's babble sounds unnoticed, but it looks like a beaded jade plate, very beautiful. ]

[The baby can’t recognize it yet, but his eyes are as shimmering as the moon, clean and bright. ]

These two sentences are what the old man wrote in "Hand Notes and Postscripts of Gushan". The old man gave love to his distressed granddaughter. Even if the paternity at that time was still in the baby, he was regarded as a treasure by the old man.

But when the old man loses his language ability and can only make vague babbles, when the old man has difficulty distinguishing things and people and often does the wrong thing, it becomes a trouble that people can't avoid.

Su Zimo no longer looks at the picture in the mirror, because the door of the villa will be opened one day, but it is too late whenever that day comes.

Su Zimo sideways wanted to say goodbye to the old man in the wheelchair, but found that the old man Li Gui suddenly disappeared, and appeared next to the main table, shaking his dry hands, touching the gray Teddy sitting on the main table The bear then stared at Su Zimo's direction closely with a pair of black hole-shaped eyes.

[Ahhhh-]

The old man looked at Su Zimo babble and seemed to want to say something.

"Do you want me to take this thing?" Su Zimo asked carefully, so the old man withdrew his hand and continued to sit there calmly.

Su Zimo walked over from the other side of the dining table and hugged the gray teddy bear toy on the chair. The old man remained motionless. But when Su Zimo wanted to pick up another gift, the white lace princess dress, there was a thin hand that prevented Su Zimo's movements.

The old man’s body didn’t seem to listen, and his fingers were more so, so he worked hard for a long time before hooking the white princess dress with his wrist by the support of the wheelchair armrest, moving the arm little by little, and putting the little white dress strong Hooked into his arms, very hard.

"If I were lucky enough to see Ms. Pinting, I would remember to give this gift back to her personally." Su Zimo could see that the old man seemed to want to leave this skirt. After all, when he left the villa, this nightmare world would be He was alone.

[Oh. ]

The old man didn't know what he had thought of, so he hooked his skirt like this and gave a laugh.

In those four years when he could not control his body, Su Zimo occasionally woke up wondering if the old man who lacked his company would look at the words he had written or read when he was bored. The book is in a daze, will you remember the silliness he has committed in the past, and occasionally chuckled.

Su Zimo suddenly wanted to go back to accompany his grandpa and go to the mountainside to talk with his grandpa.

"I go first."

Li Gui's gaze will not affect Su Zimo's opening of the door behind him, but when Su Zimo opened the door behind him and began to retreat, he found that the old man who was staying by the main seat did not look at him, Just with a pair of black holes in the eyes, staring at the mirror directly in front.

[happybirthdaytome, happybirthdaytome...hahahahaha, grandpa I like you the most! ]

When Su Zimo retired from school, he could still hear children singing and laughing in the mirror.

Immersed the whole person in the dark, and after Su Zimo took another step back, I found that I had returned to the bright corner of the store, and I didn’t know that I was immersed in the nightmare world for too long. Su Zimo even had a moment. I feel that the surrounding environment is a bit strange.

Moreover, there is some inexplicable singing... No, it is the noise that surrounds the shop in the corner.

"Happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday pig! Oh, I like you fierce and beautiful, I like you strong and sweet, I like you, and watch the most beautiful scenery with you! "

"..." Su Zimo froze as soon as he turned around, because he saw the stupid umbrella man holding a rolled book as a microphone, with his back to him standing next to the upright piano in the store The ghost crying wolf howled to make goose bumps and it was particularly inexplicable to hear.

Although he can't see his face, he should be quite involved in judging from the hoarse voice.

In fact, Su Zimo knew that this Mr. Ghost Umbrella should be singing, but this non-secular non-human might not quite understand what singing is. After all, Su Zimo was the first to hear someone sing a birthday song completely unlike a birthday song, and each word was not sung on the tone, so it must not be called singing, it can only be regarded as a random roar.

The problem is that more than one "person" is playing around with ghost umbrellas, and even Peng Peng, who has never appeared in the store, is sitting in front of the piano for him...accompaniment.

And the tone of the accompaniment actually matched the ghost crying wolf howl completely.

Simply put, how badly the ghost umbrella sings, Peng Peng plays as badly as he can.

Are these two guys suffocated because they were locked in the store for too long?

"Cough, Peng Peng, as a musician, you have to practice this way so that the sense of rhythm can continue to improve." Both the ghost umbrella and Peng Peng turned away from the direction of the side door, so they were so fascinated that they did not Found the return of Su Zimo.

"Humans often use "God" and "Magic" to describe people who have honed a certain skill to the extreme, such as Sword God and Sword Demon, Qin God and Qin Demon. They say that this is the highest evaluation of singing skills, so as long as you can keep up with my rhythm, you will be able to improve your speed." The ghost umbrella patted Peng Peng's small shoulder seriously.

"Ghost Umbrella, don't bully Peng Peng." Su Zimo couldn't help hiding his face. How bad was the singing voice that Li Gui could despise?

Hearing Su Zimo's voice, he turned his back to his ghost umbrella and immediately turned back. Then Su Zimo found the ghost umbrella that was pale and lip color was always very ruddy. It's pale, even cracked?

Even the eyes are pitiful...

After a closer look, Su Zimo also found that the legs of the ghost umbrella were shaking against the upright piano.

"How long have you been standing here singing?" Su Zimo couldn't help twitching the corner of his eyes.

Su Zimo knows that the time lapse in the nightmare world is different from the real world. Some experienced people have said before that no matter how long the nightmare world has passed, it is only a flash in the real world.

However, Su Zimo found that the cooling time for him not only to enter the nightmare world is different from that of other experienced practitioners, but even every time he returns from the nightmare world, the time seems to pass slightly forward.

"Not too long, about thirty minutes." The ghost umbrella held his old waist, his expression looking tired.

"Big Brother!" After Peng Peng jumped off the piano stool, he directly rushed to Su Zimo, and then said with a smile on his face, "Uncle Ghost Umbrella is very good, obviously the same song, but he sings every time The rhythm and melody are completely different at the time, especially testing the randomness of the accompaniment!"

Su Zimo originally thought that the ghost umbrella was embarrassing Peng Peng, but when he saw the ghost umbrella's white legs trembling, he was still holding his old waist and standing there so tired, and then he looked at Peng Peng's complexion and rosy mood. It looks like, for a while, I can’t figure out who is tossing who.

"Uncle Ghost Umbrella, can you sing it again? I think I can continue to make progress and even feel that I can break through the bottleneck immediately! God, Uncle Ghost Umbrella is really amazing!" Mo, while turning his head, he blinked at the ghost umbrella.

"Right? I said I was very powerful!" Ghost Umbrella said, trying to support his body again, like a ninety-year-old veteran desperately carrying a gun on the battlefield.

"Uncle, you look tired." Peng Peng tilted his head.

"Uncle is fine." Ghost Umbrella said, suddenly coughing hard with his mouth covered. "Cough cough cough cough!"

"what!"

What Su Zimo and Peng Peng didn't think of was that a pool of red blood appeared in the palm of the palm that loosened after the ghost umbrella coughed!

"Uncle Ghost Umbrella!" Peng Peng loosened Su Zimo's thigh and came to the Ghost Umbrella with tears in his eyes. "Sorry, has Peng Peng let you practice with me for too long?"

Will non-humans cough up blood? Su Zimo also tilted his head blankly.

Then, I saw an unusually kind smile on the pale face of the ghost umbrella, stroking Peng Peng's hair and said, "I am your grandfather in terms of age. If you can, can you call me grandpa?" As long as my good-grandson can smile, as long as he can hear my grandfather call me grandpa, grandpa is willing to do anything... Ah, you bit me!"

"You're not my grandfather! Want to take advantage of me! Shy!" Peng Peng gnawed his arms holding a ghost umbrella, then jumped back a few steps and made a grimace.

"It's not your first devil's hand first, deliberately toss me for so long!" In a blink of an eye, the ghost umbrella's face is no longer tired and old, and even the lip color has returned to the original ruddy and shiny, and returned by the way Peng Peng made a grimace.

"Click!"

Su Zimo took out the oversized gardening scissors named "Broken Ghost" from his backpack, opened his eyes and closed a few times with the two childish ghosts in front of him, and was very satisfied to see the two "Yu Yu" The veteran-level existence closed his mouth cleverly.

"Welcome home, boss!" The ghost umbrella that came up seemed to remember his identity as the store steward today, but he quickly gave a ceremonial ceremony. "I haven't seen you for half an hour, I miss you."

"Big Brother, welcome home!" Peng Peng also stood behind the ghost umbrella and poked his head, gave Su Zimo a fly?

"I'm back." Although the two veterans in the store always felt a little uncomfortable, when Su Zimo saw them and saw "An Yuyu", the whole person finally relaxed completely.

"Boss, this seems to be a ghost weapon? It's good to see you in the nightmare world." Ghost Umbrella glanced at the extremely sharp double-edged blade of "Broken Ghost", and instantly saw that it had more powerful than sharp. the power of.

Su Zimo smiled, opened the backpack and took out the "Gushan Notes·Postscript (Three Star)" and "Old Sticky Cane (to be repaired)", and the "Holy Water (Two Star)" where the poisonous snake fell With the "Nightmare Sleeping Pills (two-star)" and the gray teddy bear who promised to take away the old man, he took it out and filled the counter with a small ghost.

"Boss, have you gone to collect the waste products?" I glanced at the things on the counter. Although the ghost umbrella knows a lot about ghost tools, it didn't see the real function of these things, so I only looked at Su Zimo with some doubt. .

The ghostly face of the evil umbrella with a demonish face, it was also pretty to look at.

"I think it's good." Su Zimo glanced at his gain with satisfaction, and then at the door of the store that could not be opened so far. "This way... Ayuyuyu, we can open. Now."

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