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He ran out with a kitchen knife in hand.
Grandma, furious, cursed, "That old fool!"
Saying this, she hurriedly closed the yard gate and bolted it.
At that moment, a crow cawed from outside.
I looked up to see a dark figure emerging from the nearby woods.
He walked unsteadily, as if he were floating.
As he drew closer, I could see his face clearly.
It was Old Wang!
He stretched out his hands, his neck stiff as he moved forward.
The foul smell emanating from his mouth reached me even from a distance.
Grandma was so frightened that she collapsed onto the ground, repeatedly mumbling, "Bless us, ancestors!"
I cried and rushed over to hug her.
Just then, I heard Grandfather's voice shouting from outside, "Run!"
Wang Wei turned around in confusion to glance back.
Then he turned to Grandfather and asked, "Uncle, why do you want me to run?"
Grandfather ran back in from outside.
Grandma hurried to meet him, asking, "What happened?"
Grandfather shook his head. "I didn't see anyone."
Grandmother let out a sigh of relief. "That's good."
Suddenly, Grandfather remembered something and asked her, "What about the Butcher Knife?"
Grandmother was taken aback. "What do you need the Butcher Knife for?"
Grandfather replied, "Hang the Butcher Knife at the gate."
"And also hang mugwort on the door."
Grandmother was puzzled. "Why?"
Grandfather glanced at me but remained silent.
Realizing something, Grandmother's expression changed. "Did you see Old Wang's Family?"
Grandfather nodded.
Grandmother gasped, "What happened to him?"
Grandfather spoke softly, "He can get out of bed now."
Grandmother gasped in shock, "Oh my goodness!"
She hurriedly hung the Butcher Knife at the gate.
Then she hung mugwort on the door.
Grandfather sat on the threshold of the main room, smoking his pipe.
He smoked one after another.
Until it was completely dark outside.
Grandmother went to the storeroom to cook.
I sat on the threshold of the main room watching him.
He turned his head to look at me and asked, "What are you looking at?"
I shook my head and said nothing.
He sighed and patted my head, "Bian Ming, remember this."
"If anything happens tomorrow, you must stay at home."
"Don't go anywhere, understand?"
I nodded, half understanding.
At that moment, Grandma came out with the dishes. "It's time to eat."
After dinner, we went to bed early.
The next morning, Grandma went to the back mountain to invite Daoist Yu.
Daoist Yu is the priest of our village.
It is said that his ancestors were corpse handlers.
With a priest around, everyone feels more at ease.
Grandfather initially wanted to go himself.
But Grandma stopped him, saying, "If you go, Wang Wei will definitely notice something's off."
Grandfather thought for a moment and nodded. "That's true."
He looked at me helplessly. "Bian Ming, you have to take good care of your grandma!"
I nodded again, still not fully grasping the situation.
Daoist Yu arrived quickly.
He was carrying a large box on his back.
Inside the box were the tools he used to make a living.
It contained brushes, yellow paper, cinnabar, talismans, and other items.
There was a pair of bells and a Peach Wood Sword.
The Daoist Yu and Grandfather discussed the matter.
They decided to take action tonight.
The Daoist Yu asked Grandma to buy a Fortune Bag.
Inside the Fortune Bag were mugwort and calamus.
The Daoist Yu instructed me to wear the Fortune Bag and lure Old Wang out.
Grandfather was reluctant, but the Daoist Yu insisted it was the only way.
Grandma, feeling uneasy, suggested she accompany me.
The Daoist Yu sighed, "It's useless."
"Wang Wei's Father loves the blood of young boys and girls."
"You won't be of any help."
As the Daoist Yu spoke, he crouched down at the entrance of Wang Wei's Father's yard and looked around. "Just as I thought!"
Grandma was taken aback. "What are you looking at?"
The Daoist Yu pointed to the footprints on the ground. "You can see for yourselves."
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