Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

After hearing what he said, grandma remained calm and turned to me.

"Feng'er, look around the room, is there anything?"

The room was clear except for the bed and the wardrobe against the wall. I looked around and didn't find anything, so I said to my grandma.

"Grandma, I just felt that the yin energy was a bit heavy, but I didn't see anything."

"Well, Yukun, help your wife lie down, and we'll go look somewhere else."

After grandma finished speaking to Yu Kun, she turned around and walked back to the main room, and I followed her.

"Sister Xu, did you see anything from your granddaughter-in-law?"

As soon as we stepped out of the door, the old lady came up to us and asked anxiously.

"Sister, please take us around the house." Grandma said to the old lady.

"Mom, you're old, go get something to eat first. I'll take Aunt Xu and the others to take a look."

Uncle Lu came forward to greet him.

"Xiu'er, go get some water and help your mother wash." He instructed his daughter again.

"Okay." Xiu'er agreed and walked towards the backyard.

"I guess your family hasn't had dinner yet?" Grandma asked after hearing what Uncle Lu said.

"Oh! How can I eat when the house is in such a mess?"

Uncle Lu looked frustrated and led us to the room on the left. The old lady did not follow us and went to the kitchen, probably to cook.

Uncle Lu took us into the room. His house was not like other houses. There was a main room in the middle and rooms on both sides.

I saw that opposite the door on the left, there was another door leading to another room. It was a one-to-three structure. Usually, families with more people would build an extra room, or drag a shorter house next to it for living.

In the room on the left there is a dark red bed. This type of bed should be from the 1950s and 1960s, and it is the wedding bed that people of Uncle Lu's age would use when they get married.

This wedding bed is very beautiful. Even after more than 20 years, the carvings are still very exquisite. Even under dim light, the paint color is still bright and has not faded at all.

At this time, it should be past 7 o'clock. Although there was still a little light outside, the windows of the red brick houses built at this time were relatively small.

When Uncle Lu entered the room, he pulled the light cord. The light bulb was the same as the one in my house, at most 15 watts, and it was warm light, so it seemed very dim.

I walked around the beautiful carved bed and went to the back of the room. I saw a small cabinet in the same color as the bed placed against the wall, and some miscellaneous things placed on the floor next to the smaller window at the back.

I didn't see any dirty things, but there was obvious remnant of yin energy. I felt that the yin energy was heavier than that in Yu Zhen's room. The dirty things should only come here at night.

I walked out and my grandma looked at me with a questioning look, and I shook my head at her.

Grandma understood.

"Xiao Lu, there's none here. Take us to the one inside to have a look."

When grandma came in just now, she also found that there was another room inside.

"Aunt Xu, did you really not see anything? There must be something unclean in my house, otherwise my husband would not go crazy for no reason."

He thought it was impossible that my grandmother and I hadn’t noticed anything, and that people in the countryside had a certain understanding of such things.

Because people in rural areas live more scattered than in cities, the Yang energy is not as strong, which gives ghosts an opportunity to take advantage. Also, because they have heard and seen so many strange things, most people in rural areas believe in ghosts and gods.

Now that I have the ability to see ghosts and gods, I naturally know that ghosts and gods exist, and it is actually not feudal superstition.

After a person dies, the remaining consciousness, attachment to the world, reluctance to leave loved ones, and unfulfilled wishes turn into a residual breath and condense into a ghost.

Especially for those who died in vain, the consciousness, attachment, and even resentment are deeper and heavier.

In this way, their ghosts stay in the world of the living longer, ranging from a few years to hundreds or even thousands of years. Those obsessions make them linger in the world of the living for a long time.

With the crisp sound of the light cord being pulled, we entered a side room on the far left.

This room was divided into two rooms. Judging from the furnishings, the outer room should be where Xiu'er lived. It was obvious that there were things belonging to a girl in the boudoir placed on a drawer table beside the bed.

We walked to the room separated at the back, and it was obvious that this was where the old lady lived.

I was walking in front, and the powerful yin energy hit me in the face, frightening me so much that I shivered. I looked up, and the first person who caught my eye was Sister Xiaomin, which scared me.

She was standing in the corner, just like what I saw in my dream, except that the baby she was holding was not red, but looked like a normal child, except that I couldn't see the baby's face.

There was no blood at her feet. She was standing there quietly. When she saw me, her expression tensed up for a moment, then she calmed down again. Maybe she thought I couldn't see her.

I also pretended to be calm and looked around deliberately. Only then did I realize that there was more than one child in the room that Sister Xiaomin was holding.

They were all lined up in a row. I made a rough estimate and there were at least 20 of them. Oh my God, no wonder there was such a strong yin energy in this room.

These children stood around Sister Xiaomin, motionless. Each of them had an outline, but their facial features could not be seen clearly.

I shuddered again. Could it be that Sister Xiao Min was bringing these aborted children to seek revenge from the women's director?

It is hard to imagine that there are so many of them over the years. If we count those who have already reported to the underworld, the number may be even higher.

But this is not the director of women's affairs' fault. This is the national policy and she is just performing her duties.

After grandma entered the room, she frowned and her expression became even more solemn. She also felt the heavy yin energy.

"Feng'er, is there anything?" she asked me.

"Come on, let's go out and talk first." I didn't want to alarm Sister Xiaomin and those little ghosts.

"Come on, Xiao Lu, let's go out first."

Grandma looked at my expression and knew that I must have seen something, so she asked Uncle Lu to go out with her.

"Aunt Xu, how are you?"

Uncle Lu seemed very anxious. He probably wanted to solve the problem as soon as possible.

Another reason why I asked them to go out is that I have to go back to school tomorrow night. If so many little ghosts and Sister Xiaomin run away at once, it will be very difficult for grandma to deal with them alone tomorrow night.

We can only wait until they torture Director Huang and Yu Zhen again, and then my grandmother and I will take action together to catch them all in one fell swoop.

"Let's talk after we get out."

Grandma must have known my intention, and she pulled Uncle Lu out.

When I turned around, I glanced at Sister Xiao Min. Her expression looked a little unnatural. She must have seen me and my grandma and was very conflicted. If she took action later, my grandma and I would definitely stop her.

In fact, she is a new ghost and is not difficult to deal with, but it is different for those little ghosts. They finally get a chance to reincarnate, but their lives are strangled in the cradle.

Even if I could reincarnate again, I don’t know how many years I would have to wait. Also, some of these little ghosts must have been killed for many years.