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

Also, the wobbly wooden bridge next to my house will be phased out and will be built into a small stone arch bridge using blue bricks, which will make it more convenient for us to cross the river in the future.

My grandma and I were very happy.

"By the way, Liu Feng, are you sure it will rain if you move the soil away?"

Village Chief Huang asked another question that everyone was concerned about.

"Of course I will." I don't know where my confidence came from, but I answered him with certainty.

"That's good. We finally have some harvest this year."

Village chief Huang was so happy that he danced with joy and believed in my words without a doubt.

"By the way, the city leaders have also decided to drive a few deep piles around the black water area while the riverbed is dry now, and use iron chains to block it to prevent boats and people from being sucked under in the future."

The village chief took the water from grandma, drank it in big gulps and continued speaking.

"That's great. No one will die there anymore." I said happily.

Yes! The magic of the Black Dragon Stone cannot be explained by science. So far, I am also at a loss about it and know nothing about its mystery.

Maybe the city leaders made the decision after listening to Master Zhang’s opinion. I always feel that Master Zhang knows something, but he just doesn’t want to say it.

"Aunt Xu, thank you! I have to go now. I have to arrange for people to move the soil away quickly. Those leaders are so damn annoying. Fortunately, they have only worked for 5 days."

Village Chief Huang handed the bowl of water back to grandma and left in a hurry.

"Walk slowly, don't rush! Take care of your body." Grandma warned.

"Yes, Aunt Huang, take care of yourself, I'll call you if there's anything else."

Village chief Huang waved his hand and walked away briskly.

"Feng'er, how did you know this time that it would rain after the soil was moved away?"

After Village Chief Huang left, grandma also asked about the doubts in her heart.

I felt that I shouldn't hide anything from my grandmother, so I told her everything about the dream I had with the man in black and what he said.

After listening to this, grandma looked solemn, with her facial expression not changing much, and she was not shocked at all.

"Grandma, don't you find it strange?" I asked with my eyes wide open.

"It's nothing strange. Our Feng'er is different from others and has always been blessed by the gods."

Grandma said slowly.

"God? Grandma, you said that the man in black who keeps appearing in my dreams is a god?"

My eyes widened even more and I felt that grandma knew something but just refused to tell me, as if she was afraid of something or had some unspeakable secret.

"Feng'er, you are still young, don't think too much. Your first priority right now is to study hard. When you grow up, you will naturally understand."

Grandma said this and went to the backyard to water the vegetables.

Well, grandma is always like this. Forget it, there’s nothing to worry about. If I don’t know, then I don’t know. Anyway, the man in black just says a few words every time he appears and never means to harm me.

And this time, thanks to him, people did not suffer too much harm in the Black Dragon Stone incident. Maybe I am kind by nature and don't want to see lives destroyed.

Wang Erming is also an idle person, and he came here again.

"Feng'er, do you want to go to the construction site today?" he asked stupidly.

"Okay, it's alright anyway, let's go check it out."

I was also bored and wanted to help my grandma water the vegetables, but there were only two of us at home and my grandma planted only a few vegetables, so it didn't take long for her to finish watering them by herself.

So we both put on our straw hats again and headed towards the construction site.

When we arrived at the construction site, there were very few villagers working. It might be because they were notified at short notice. People from several nearby villages had come, but people from several distant villages had not yet arrived.

The people who came didn't start working yet. They were talking in groups of three or five. They all complained that their leaders were cheating them and making them fill in and dig again.

Wang Erming and I came to the Black Dragon Stone again. The crane had been pulled away long ago, and the traces of that day were still vaguely visible. The Black Dragon Stone was still lying there quietly.

Although half of the black shadow is still in the water, I can still see the outline of the dragon. For thousands of years, it has been lying here quietly, guarding this land and the earth on which people depend for survival.

"Liu Feng, here she comes, Liu Feng, here she comes!"

An old lady screamed and I was startled by her cry.

Her scream alarmed the villagers who were chatting. They were all from our village. When they saw Wang Erming and I, they surrounded us.

Everyone was extremely excited and started asking me questions one after another.

"You are Aunt Xu's Liu Feng. You said it would rain if we took away the filling soil? Is that true?"

"Also, I heard that you were the one who stopped the earthquake and told people not to move the black stone. How did you know that?"

"Oh my, this little girl is incredible, she must be the reincarnation of some god!"

"I heard that there were several children in our village who were sick and couldn't be cured in the hospital. It was Liu Feng who cured them."

"Also, I heard that some time ago, the water pump in our village couldn't pump water at night. They said it was blocked by a ghost. She went there and subdued the ghost in one night."

"Really? That's too mysterious, isn't it?"

Everyone was confused; some praised, some admired, and some questioned.

These questions left me confused and I didn't know how to answer them. Wang Erming saw that I was embarrassed, so he grabbed me, squeezed out from the crowd, and ran away.

"Hey, hey! Liu Feng, don't run away, tell us what's going on!"

The noise behind us was endless. We ran for a long distance as fast as we could, and only stopped breathlessly when we saw no one was catching up with us.

We were both sweating profusely and smiled at each other. Wang Erming had always known that I could see ghosts, but he didn't ask me anything. We chatted all the way and then went home.

Two days later, after I fell asleep at night, the man in black appeared again. He was still dressed in black and had a domineering look on his face, but his voice was so magnetic and gentle when he spoke to me.

"Feng'er, thank you for your hard work during this period! It will rain tomorrow night, and I may need to rest for a while. I won't come to see you often, so take care of yourself."

This sounds like he comes to see me often. As far as I can remember, he only appears in my dreams once or twice a year. I secretly complained to myself.

"Are you serious? It will rain tomorrow night?"

I don't care whether he can come to see me or not. I made a big promise. If the soil is moved away and it doesn't rain, how can I explain it to the villagers? Everyone will think I'm a liar.

He just gave me a warm smile, turned around and flew away.

My God, why are you always in a hurry? Are you that busy? Give me a definite answer.

The next day, I went to the construction site again in the afternoon to take a look. The villagers had already transported away all the soil. Six cement poles more than ten meters high had been erected on the edge of the one-kilometer-wide black water area, with two iron chains hanging on them. The speed was quite fast.

I took a quick look around and ran away, fearing that the villagers would stop me and ask me questions.