In addition to this dead embroidered shoe, the elder brother found a letter in the mezzanine of the box. Strangely, the embroidered shoe looked unusually new, but the letter seemed to be a while ago. The envelope was not sealed. It was a piece of manuscript paper common to the village committee. The paper on the manuscript paper was slightly yellow, and the pen on it was also slightly dim, which was obviously eroded by time.

"What is it written in the letter?" I just glanced at it roughly, but my elder brother was reading it with the letter.

"You can see it yourself." The eldest brother handed me the letter.

I took it and found that this was my grandfather’s suicide note, or a few years ago. In addition to the old handwriting, reading this content also shows that this was written a few years ago:

Ye Zi Wusun:

After I die, the body can be buried in water. If it is placed in Luoshui River, the body will flow into the twelve ghost caves. You will not pay attention to it. After seven days of entering the twelve ghost caves, the body will be buried in the clothes I usually wear. This embroidered shoe can be placed in the coffin to accompany me to bury.

On the third anniversary of my death, there is a dragon head stele in the village primary school. It was erected by the ancestors of the Chen family at the Feng Shui Eye of Fudigou. You can break the stele. After breaking the stele, you will know the truth you want.

Remember

Ye Jiangnan

Looking at the content of this suicide note, it should have been written by my grandfather before my elder brother came back. I could clearly feel that after my grandfather entered the twelve ghost caves, my elder brother was always immersed in self-blame. He should think that it was his forced to take this step. I held the letter and said, "Brother, look at my grandfather's meaning. In fact, entering the twelve ghost caves is his last wish. Even without you, he would still let me bury water into the twelve ghost caves to guard that secret. You don't have to blame yourself too much."

The eldest brother smiled bitterly, and he sat on his grandfather's bed and said, "It's different. Since I came back, I can say that I have been stirring up everything about the twelve ghost caves recently. If it weren't for me, all this might have come, but everything was in my grandfather's calculations. It was my self-righteousness that disrupted his plan. Poor I always thought I was very smart and thought everything was under my control."

I looked at my elder brother and didn't know how to comfort him. Finally, I could only sit next to my elder brother and said, "It's not your fault. Brother, you have done a good job. The question is who can think that things will be so complicated? Who can think that my father was forced to kill him by his own hands? If the murderer has someone else, everything will be different."

"Where are there so many ifs?" The elder brother sighed. He would never sigh before, which made me a little sad. In fact, for me, the things I have had recently been born are acceptable, but for my brother's extreme personality, if things are not the trend or result he wants, he will naturally have a knot. The things I have had recently been born are fine for a heartless person like me. For the elder brother, if he wants to find the murderer of his father, he finally found his grandfather. When he must pay back his blood debt and blood, he became even more confusing because of Uncle Zhuzi's confession. He even entered the twelve ghost caves without apologizing to his grandfather, which was the most exciting thing for him.

After a while, the elder brother stood up from the bed and said, "Yezi, this suicide note was left by my grandfather. Do what he wants. Although I can't talk to him well, as the eldest grandson, I have to carry the coffin for him and be his coffin carryer."

"But the suicide note in my grandfather said that after he died, he is in his current state?" I said, I was not sad because I didn't really believe that my grandfather died like this.

"He is dead now, even if he is not dead, he is dead." The eldest brother looked at me and said.

"Okay." I looked at my elder brother and always felt that there was something else in his words. However, my grandfather wrote in the suicide note. After he died, he asked me to put the body into the Luoshui River and then flow into the twelve ghost caves. The only difference now is that he was not dead, and it was also the twelve ghost caves he entered by himself. The process was a bit different, but the final result was the same. According to this, the next step is to do it as in accordance with the instructions of the suicide note, which is actually a respect for my grandfather. And I guess my grandfather meant the same, otherwise he would not have changed the suicide note written a few years ago after my elder brother came back.

My elder brother and I went out of my grandfather's room and told the people outside that they would hold a funeral for my grandfather in the past two days. After I finished speaking, the people sitting outside were silent all of a sudden. In fact, this old man is now a knot in everyone's heart, and no one is willing to take the initiative to mention it. The fat man stood up and said, "Yezi, there is no need. With the old man's methods, it is not a big problem at the bottom of the water. Fat man, I have thought about this. He shouldn't really die in the twelve ghost caves, otherwise, your elder brother will go to confirm the next time the ghost cave?"

I glared at the fat man. This guy really didn't open any pot. My elder brother was blaming himself for his grandfather's affairs. You asked him to go down to the ghost cave to see his grandfather?

When I glared, the fat man knew what it meant. He scratched his head and said, "Haven Fat, did I say the wrong thing?"

I took out the suicide note and said, "I originally thought that this matter should be done. The villagers all thought that my grandfather had passed away. As a descendant, we should be organizing the funeral. As a result, my elder brother and I just found this suicide note. I think the next thing should be done according to my grandfather's wishes."

The fat man took the suicide note and then circulated it with each other. When it was passed to my mother, her eyes suddenly became wet. I walked over to comfort her. At this time, Uncle Zhuzi said, "Since this is what Uncle Ye wants, just do as you do."

At the same time, the fat man's eyes were aiming at me and my elder brother. I knew what he was looking for, and he must be looking for the burial embroidered shoes mentioned in the suicide note. My grandfather was an ordinary sloppy old man before he didn't wear the grimace mask. He couldn't have anything to do with a pair of embroidered shoes. Others might not care too much about this, but with the fat man's meticulous mind, he could definitely feel that things were unusual.

"Come here." The eldest brother seemed to feel the fat man's eyes and said to the fat man.

The fat man hesitated for a moment and followed his elder brother into his grandfather's house. When he entered the door, the elder brother said, "Yezi, come in too."

The three of us walked into the room and I gently covered the door. It was not because I was worried about the people outside now. After so many things, Uncle Zhuzi is absolutely trustworthy. I was just embarrassed to let Han Xue, Uncle Zhuzi and my mother know that my grandfather actually treasured a woman's shoes, because in my impression, this is actually something that only perverts can do.

The eldest brother took out his shoes and put them on the bed, looked at the fat man and said, "Look, what can you see?"

The fat man is a real monk. When he saw this shoe, he frowned and said, "This shoe is not for living people."

He said this, which was consistent with the elder brother's statement. The elder brother nodded and said, "No matter whether the left and right feet are dead shoes, can you tell anything else?"

"The yin energy is very heavy. It's very heavy. This pair of shoes is dead, and this dead person is very good." The fat man bent down and looked carefully, then sniffed it on the shoes. Then he took out a piece of talisman paper, drew a talisman with the red stroke he carried with him, and carefully pasted it on the shoe.

But just after the fat man's talisman paper was pasted on this shoe, the talisman paper suddenly burned after staying for a while, which scared me. The fat man was also scared and quickly went to extinguish the fire of the talisman paper. At this time, he picked up the shoes, but it was found that the shoes did not burn any traces because of the burning of the talisman paper.

"What's the situation? What talisman did you post?" I asked at the fat man.

"The corpse-suppressing talisman." The fat man said with a pale face.

"What does burning the talisman paper means?" I asked.
Chapter completed!