Chapter 17 What did the ancestors of the Su family do?
"Su Qingqing, good name. My good granddaughter, it's good to be back, it's good to be back."

The old lady's eyes were full of tears, the knots of these years were like a stone on her heart, making her breathless all the time.

Yu Niang disappeared, and her granddaughter was gone.

These two things have been tormented for many years.

"Qing Bao, go into the house with grandma. There are many delicious things in grandma's house, and grandma will bring them to you. When you are away, grandma has prepared many new clothes for you."

The old lady smiled and knelt down to carry Su Qingqing on her back.Although the old lady is getting old, she is still in good health. She is free from disasters and illnesses on weekdays, and it is more than enough to carry a Su Qingqing on her back.

Su Qingqing lay obediently on her grandma's back, thinking to herself, so this is the feeling of being liked by grandma.

The old lady went back to the house with Su Qingqing on her back, but she didn't say anything about her son and several grandchildren.

Su Jintian looked at her eagerly, curled his lips, and asked weakly: "Grandma, what about us? I walked a lot today, and my leg is almost broken. Grandma, let me rest and drink some water. "

But even if he said that, the old lady didn't mean to talk to them.

"Young boy, why is this body weaker than my old bones. You, your father and your brothers are here to reflect, and you are not allowed to come in without me."

After finishing speaking, the old lady didn't care about the faces of several people, but only carried Su Qingqing into the house.

Surrounded by green trees, her bamboo house is very cool.Even if they stand for a day today, nothing will happen.

"Grandma, I'm so tired."

Su Jintian looked at the old lady's figure getting farther and farther away, feeling very uncomfortable.But he didn't dare to refute what the old lady said.

Before the old lady closed the door, she looked at Su Jinxing's side, her eyes darkened.But he quickly looked away again.

At that moment, Yu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat, she thought her friend had seen her.

At her age, it would be a bad omen to see her.

You will not be able to see ghosts until your birthday is approaching.

She would rather her friends never see her in this lifetime.

She has been a lonely ghost for more than ten years, she is already used to it, isn't she?

Yu Wanwan comforted herself, that's okay, she was relieved that she was doing well.

……

Su Qingqing, who was led into the house by the old lady, was extremely curious about everything in the bamboo house.

The old lady here is nothing ordinary.

She curiously picked up the yellow paper piled up in the room, which is the most suitable treasure for drawing symbols.Talismans drawn on this kind of yellow paper have stronger attacks.

Su Qingqing couldn't help wondering, could grandma also catch ghosts?
"Grandma, what are these yellow papers for?"

Seeing that her precious granddaughter was curious, the old lady took the trouble to take it out for her with a friendly tone.

"This one, I used it to wrap seeds. My old lady has learned how to make this kind of paper from the ancestors of our Su family. Now it seems suitable for wrapping seeds, so I use it. Qingbao, don't tell me , with this package of seeds, it can be stored for a long time."

The old lady looked so indifferent, Su Qingqing was so shocked that she couldn't speak, and at the same time felt a pain in the flesh.

Such precious yellow paper is only used to wrap seeds, which is too extravagant and wasteful!
If she had this kind of yellow paper, she could catch twice as many ghosts at once.

"Does Qing Bao like this?"

Seeing Su Qingqing's tangled look, the old lady could tell at a glance that she seemed to like this kind of yellow paper very much.

The little guy nodded his head, and the little milk's voice was loud and sure.

"Grandma, I like it very much!"

The old lady was taken aback for a moment, but she also touched her head with a smile.

"Since Qing Bao likes it, then take it. When you grow up, grandma can teach you how to make it."

Hearing this, Su Qingqing's eyes lit up.

This is a big deal!
She was worried that she couldn't find the talisman paper, but she didn't expect to have such a big harvest today.

The old lady watched Su Qingqing wrap her yellow paper into a small package with kind eyes. Since her granddaughter liked it, she would make more.

After Su Qingqing finished collecting the yellow paper, she raised her eyes and saw a large basin of relics in the middle of the room.

There is a layer of golden brilliance sprinkled on it, which is rare and high-grade compared to ordinary relics.

The relics she used were made from the ashes of the deceased who had great merit during his lifetime and then processed by her.

The relics here are not only good in color, but also have golden Buddha light, which is not easy to look at.

"Qing Bao, this is called a relic. Grandma often goes to a nearby temple to offer incense. People in the temple scatter the ashes of the master who died in the temple down the mountain. Grandma will go there to pick up some and make this relic."

What the old lady said made Su Qingqing's eyes widen.

To form such a relic, one must have exquisite techniques.Not to mention the relics with Buddha's light, it is even more difficult, unless there is a method handed down by the ancestors.

"Grandma is amazing, she knows so much."

"Grandma is not very good, granddaughter. These are all methods passed down by the ancestors."

Su Qingqing's mouth grew wide in shock, what on earth did the ancestors of the Su family do?

"I didn't expect Qing Bao to like these rare things. Grandma has a lot more."

After the old lady finished speaking, she took Su Qingqing's hand and walked to a small room next door. The wooden door of that room was quite old, but the wood was very good. Su Qingqing touched it, and it was ancient mahogany!

This wood can ward off evil spirits, and ordinary ghosts dare not approach.

After entering this wooden door, there are money swords, peach wood swords, Sanqing Ling, Chiyuan candles, Eight Diagrams mirrors, and many other things that she was given to her by her master in the Taoist temple.

"Grandma, are these things passed down from the ancestors of the Su family?"

Seeing Su Qingqing so happy, the old lady smiled from ear to ear, and nodded kindly with her eyes full.

"That's right, Qing Bao, these things are so mysterious. Grandma, I have lived such an old age, and I have never seen anyone use it. I have kept it all the time, saying that it has been passed down from generation to generation. Looking at it, it seems that it is of no use. But old The things left by the ancestors must be preserved after all."

"If Qing Bao likes these things, grandma, I'll pass them on to you. Your father and your useless brothers don't have the time to worry about it, and they don't know how to do it."

The old lady sighed, and seemed a little disappointed by this.

"Thank you grandma, Qing Bao likes it very much."

Su Qingqing wished she could run back and forth at this moment, she restrained her excitement.

These are all babies.

When she sees Master, she must ask carefully what the ancestors of the Su family did.

The old lady played with Su Qingqing for a long time before she remembered her grandchildren standing outside the door.

She squatted down and asked Su Qingqing to come up on her back.

"Grandma, Qing Bao can go by herself."

The little guy loves his grandma, but the old lady wants to carry her behind her.Su Qingqing couldn't resist her, so she obediently got on her back.

"Qingbao, since your mother was pregnant with you, grandma hasn't hugged or carried you well. Grandma is getting old, so I don't know how long she can stay with you. Maybe, she will leave tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)

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