So, when the tomb ghost came to his senses, it found that it had been following the human.

Although it was a little surprised, its heart calmed down again.

That's something important...

It's going to be taken back.

...

"Then have you been with Uncle Chen for so many days, but haven't you discovered anything?"

Xiao Xiao was confused.

The tomb ghost is like this and is following Uncle Chen in a 24-hour manner.

It should be clear what Uncle Chen did.

Uncle Chen’s previous performance has already explained everything.

He really didn't know what he had taken the tomb ghost, and he didn't know that the tomb ghost was by his side before, which means that he wouldn't hide the things specifically.

If the tomb ghost doesn't know what he is looking for...

But the intuition has come out, and once the tomb ghost sees it, he should know that it is what he is looking for.

As a result, after a few days, the tomb ghost was still following the middle-aged man.

...

The tomb ghost shook his head.

If it had discovered something, it would have taken back the things long ago.

...

"Then can you be sure that the thing is still here with Uncle Chen?"

Xiao Xiao thought of another possibility.

Could it be that the things have been gone to Uncle Chen for a long time, so the Ren Tomb Ghost Ghost couldn’t find them no matter how hard he looked for it?

...

A look of confusion appeared in the tomb ghost's one-eyed eyes.

Then, it nodded.

Um.

It is sure.

For no reason, its heart told it that what it wants was next to this human being.

...

Looking at the monster's serious expression, Xiao Xiao showed a little helplessness.

What an ideal monster.

Perhaps, this is what is called a sensation in the dark?

His eyes froze slightly, and he finally confirmed, "Are you sure?"

"You have to know that you don't have much time."

This monster cannot afford to find the wrong target.

...

The tomb ghost pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.

It believes in its own feelings.

"good."

Xiao Xiao nodded slightly.

He looked at the middle-aged man, "Uncle Chen, can you tell me what happened when you were visiting the grave that day?"

"Even if it is a trivial detail, please tell me."

"Maybe, there will be unexpected discoveries."

...

"Yeah?"

The middle-aged man grabbed his hair, "Okay."

"But, even if you want me to tell me, I don't know if I still remember it."

The man smiled bitterly.

"Who would remember these things intently?"

"I thought about it just now."

"I felt so painful that my head hurts, but I still didn't remember anything that might be because I accidentally took the tomb ghost."

...

"It's okay, Uncle Chen, maybe you suddenly remembered a lot of details as you talk."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

This is often the case.

Sometimes I think about it myself and think about it all over the place, and I will easily fall into a dead end with my brain blank.

When speaking, in the process of narration, there may be a flash of inspiration.

...

"Haha, hope so."

The middle-aged man laughed dryly twice.

Then, he kept his composure and thought for a while before speaking with some caution.

"That day..."

Uncle Chen drove his wife and the children back to his hometown to visit the grave.

Just like in previous years.

Everything is done step by step.

...

The tomb of my hometown is on the mountain.

The usual quiet mountains are very lively, and there is even a little noisy.

Along the way, you can see men, women, and young men carrying grave sweeping objects.

They are also one of them.

...

Uncle Chen’s hometown is in the countryside.

Unlike the city cemetery where you can drive a car, the mountains in rural areas can only be walked up with your feet.

It's still a small path with thorns and weeds on both sides.

Not easy to leave.

The Chen family’s tomb is a little higher than the hillside.

Good location and wide view.

It's just that it's a bit hard to walk up every time.

The last way the child was still carried up.

He was also criticized by his mother for spoiling his child too much...

Speaking of this, the middle-aged man stopped.

He was a little embarrassed, "Isn't it too trivial?"

Because the young man had told him what he thought of and said, and even the insignificant details had to be said, he was in mind, as if he was nagging and saying a lot of useless words.

Will it help to find out what he had taken the tomb ghost?

Obviously not.

Time is tight now, and he has said so much nonsense...

But, apart from these, he didn't know what to say.

What he remembered that day was indeed these small things.

Nothing special is going on.
To be continued...