The old woman's face was now filled with fear.

From a beauty who thought she was as beautiful as a flower, she suddenly became like this. No matter who she was, she would not be able to accept it.

Her current mental state and all aspects of her emotions can be said to be completely out of control.

"You lied to me. It must be you who turned me into this. It must be you. Please change me back quickly."

The old woman came forward again, grabbed my hand, and shook my hand vigorously, asking me to change her back.

But she is like this originally. Even if I want to change her back, I don't have the ability.

My cousin now sees that the beautiful woman just now has turned into the old woman. He has no interest in the old woman at all, and he doesn't even want to get close to her.

I saw that the old woman kept holding on to me, and I couldn't do anything to the old woman, because the old woman was not an evil creature. On the contrary, the old woman in front of me was a living person.

But, who set up such an illusory scene for the old woman?

Let the old woman live in this dream all the time, it can even be said that she has lived in it for decades.

To be honest, I think what happened is a little weird.

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing for the old woman. Maybe it was a good thing at first, but now that she wakes up from the dream, it will be a very cruel thing for the old woman.

It is indeed an unacceptable fact that I have aged so much all at once.

I took a deep breath. Seeing that she was about to break down emotionally, I didn't push the old woman away directly, and just let the old woman vent her emotions.

I vaguely felt that the old woman should be hiding many secrets.

Maybe her secret has something to do with my grandfather.

I think the old woman has been "trapped" in the illusion for so many years, and maybe my grandfather also knows about this.

After all, my grandfather's skills are not limited to ordinary people. He is very good at Feng Shui.

But even though my grandfather knew about this, he didn't wake up the old woman. Why?

I can't figure it out no matter how hard I think about it, and even thinking about it, I feel like my scalp is numb.

Vaguely, I felt that this matter had even reached a somewhat terrifying level.

The old woman burst into tears. After about ten minutes, the mood of the old woman, who had been howling all the time, gradually improved.

When I saw that the old woman's mood had improved, I slowly let go of her hand.

What the old woman just said was basically to ask me to restore her beauty. Maybe she saw that I really couldn't help her restore her beauty, or she saw that I wouldn't help her.

So I gave up and continued howling.

But the way she looked at me was like a knife, wanting to kill me at any time.

But there was no other way, so he finally helped her wake up from this dream, which at least made her life more realistic for the rest of her life.

"You, why are you like this?"

After a long while, I asked this sentence.

In fact, I didn't know what to say to the old woman at this time. I struggled for a long time before I said such a sentence.

The old woman's resentful eyes quickly fell on me, and then she spoke to me: "It's all because of you that I'm like this."

My cousin did not waste any time and immediately retorted: "You are so old, can you stop dreaming? This is what you really look like."

I don't want to get entangled in this matter.

I took out my phone, turned on the flashlight, and started to look at the surrounding environment. The surrounding environment looked normal.

In fact, I have been to this place before when I was in the village, but I have never found anyone living here.

Thinking about these things, I couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

From time to time, I could hear the old woman sobbing. To be honest, I was really upset when I heard her.

Suddenly, at this moment, an idea flashed in my mind, and I quickly thought of something. I remembered that there seemed to be a broken monument here.

People in the village said that a person died here before and told children not to play here.

I've been here a few times, and although my grandfather didn't say much about me, he reminded me once.

I didn't pay much attention to it at that time. I would go there sometimes to play, but later on, because my friends didn't go here to play, I never did.

This memory started to become a little thin.

So when I came here just now, I didn't think about it.

Perhaps the situation here has something to do with the ruined monument.

I started looking for the broken monument. After some searching, I soon found a broken monument in the center of the open space.

It seemed that my memory was correct, so I squatted down and started looking at the tombstone.

I found three characters, Jiang Tiancun, written on the tombstone.

I murmured, and my eyes fell on the old woman just now. Now I opened my mouth and asked the old woman: "Do you know Jiang Tiancun?"

As soon as I said this, the old woman's eyes turned towards me.

Under the light of the flashlight, the old lady's mood changed instantly. She was originally squatting on the ground. After hearing these three words, she seemed to "scratch" and stood up.

Then he ran to me and waited for the old woman to arrive in front of me.

She asked me as soon as she opened her mouth: "Who?"

She actually heard what I said, but she just wanted to confirm it now.

So I didn't delay and said, "Jiang Tiancun."

These three words from me instantly brought the old woman back to her senses.

"His tombstone is here."

I looked down and pointed at the tombstone, and the old woman's eyes followed me to the tombstone.

After the old woman saw the tombstone clearly, her tears suddenly seemed uncontrollable.

Her tears fell down, and facing the broken monument, she shouted: "Dad..."

Her voice became a little choked.

My cousin came to me now. When I saw the confusion on my cousin's face, I knew that my cousin didn't understand what was going on.

"Xiaoyue, what is she?"

I didn't answer my cousin for the time being, I just watched quietly.

I vaguely felt that there should be a Feng Shui bureau here. The Feng Shui bureau affected the surrounding environment and made the old woman in front of me always live in a dream.

But I haven't seen this old woman for decades, which is really weird.

It's weird, I don't know how to explain it myself.

My thoughts paused for a few seconds, and I asked the old woman: "Does your dad know Feng Shui and know the art of physiognomy?"

The old woman's mood is still a little bad now. Maybe the old woman has begun to realize something when she saw her father's tombstone.
Chapter completed!