Chapter 2013 Granny Amano

When she returned to the village, Amano Junko followed her, which was why she did not leave with her companions.

According to Mai Guashou, she hasn't seen her grandmother, Granny Amano, for a long time. The main purpose of coming back this time is to visit her grandmother.

Although Granny Amano's temper changed drastically after her wife passed away, and she drove away her children and grandchildren and refused to allow them to return to the village, but as a child, how could she not come back to see her? Occasionally, I would come back to lie down, just like Amano Junko this time, not only because of the celebrations, but also because of this.

A group of people walked into the village. Amano's house was in the center of the village, but the houses on the left and right were far apart, making it seem like a lonely house.

The yard seemed to have not been taken care of for a while, and weeds had grown out. The door was closed, and there was no sound inside, as if no one lived there.

"Junko, do you really don't need me to accompany you in?" Standing outside the yard, Mai Guasheng asked Amano Junko.

"No need, Mai. Grandma used to love me very much. It doesn't matter if I get scolded." Amano Junko shook her head. Although there was some worry on her face, as she said, that was her grandma.

"Okay, let's stand here." Guasheng Mai nodded and was not in a hurry to leave. She seemed to be worried about something. Li Xuehao and others also did not leave.

Amano Junko turned around and walked into the yard, knocking on the closed door. Because there is no doorbell installed in the villagers' houses, knocking on the door is the norm. In fact, the villagers' houses are not closed during the day, and probably only Amano's house has the doors and windows closed.

The knocking on the door rang for a long time, but no one came to open the door.

Amano Junko became a little anxious and shouted at the door: "Grandma, grandma, are you at home? I'm Junko, I'm back to see you."

The sound was loud enough that it could at least carry into the house.

Amano Junko shouted several times, and finally there was movement in the house. It was a "bang" sound, like the muffled sound of something heavy falling to the ground.

Amano Junko's expression became even more anxious after hearing this. Just as she was about to forcefully push the door in, the closed door suddenly opened from the inside, and a haggard old man appeared at the door.

The old man had gray hair and was wearing a gray bathrobe. He had a stiff expression and frowned, with a look of disgust on his face: "I'm not dead yet. I can hear the knocking on the door. Do you want to scare me to death by shouting so loudly?"

"Grandma..." Amano Junko felt extremely aggrieved, especially when there were so many outsiders watching.

"Come in." After all, she was her own granddaughter. The old man at least had some sense. He glanced at the group of people outside the yard and said, "Let your friends come in too." After saying that, she turned and left.

"Okay, grandma." Junko Amano touched the tears at the corners of her eyes and waved to the group of people outside, led by Mai Guasheng, "Mai, grandma, please come in too."

"I haven't talked to Grandma Amano for a long time." Gua Shengmai was not polite and walked into the yard first with a smile.

Chiba Sayuri and the others hesitated slightly, but still followed in.

Li Xuehao walked at the back, looking at Granny Amano whose back could be vaguely seen, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Grandma Amano, there is a problem.

The moment the other party opened the door, he realized that Granny Amano was at least not an ordinary person.

Although he felt that she was just an ordinary old man, and her blood was in the weak stage of a normal old man, and she was dying, she still gave him an indescribable weirdness. As a monk, this This feeling is definitely not unreasonable, because it is extraordinary in itself.

The group of people walked into the house. Unlike the overgrown yard outside, the inside of the house was very clean, even spotless.

The furnishings in the living room were also tatami style, and Amano Junko invited everyone to sit down.

"Junko, you entertain the guests, I want to be alone for a while." Mother-in-law Amano warned in a low voice, turned around and went upstairs, stepping on the stairs that were not very strong, and let out a burst of "beep" and "beep" Screech.

When the footsteps completely disappeared, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry, grandma was not like this..." Junko Amano felt very ashamed of this, but before she could finish her words, Mai Kuanao comforted her, "We know, Junko, don't worry, we won't mind. "

"Yeah." Amano Junko finally felt better.

"Grandma hasn't made snacks for a long time. I'm going to the kitchen to take a look." After all, there are guests coming, so it's impossible not to bring out anything to entertain.

As Amano Junko left, everyone began to look at the surrounding environment.

The style of tatami is simple, and it is basically difficult to see modern furniture and appliances. It has more of an ancient charm.

Li Xuehao was also looking around. When he looked up at the ceiling, his eyes suddenly stopped.

Because there is a painting painted on the wooden ceiling in the middle.

It was an ink painting, extremely expressive, and also had a realistic aspect, so people could clearly see what was painted on it.

There is only one protagonist in the whole painting, which is a black fish. It is not completely black. There are some gray and white parts on the fish. The fish is round in front and flat in the back, which is very distinctive.

The black fish floated on the sea, spitting out countless bubbles from its mouth, and the bubbles floated to the sky, seemingly endless.

This is the only content in the painting, and I don’t know what the whole painting is trying to express.

Of course, what made Li Xuehao focus on the painting was that he discovered that the black fish in the painting was the same as the giant black fish possessed by a spirit that he had seen in the sea before, at least in appearance.

"Nujiang, what are you looking at?" Mai Guasheng saw him staring at the ceiling and walked over and asked.

"The fish in the painting is very special." Li Xuehao pointed to the black fish on the ceiling.

"Eh!" Mai Guasheng exclaimed, looking up at the painting on the ceiling, "I remember visiting Grandma Amano's house when I was a child, but there was no such thing at that time."

"Maybe it was painted on later." Li Xuehao's face remained calm, but there was a sudden change in his heart. Things that didn't exist before were now there, and Granny Amano was the only one in the house. This seemed to mean something.

"It's very possible." Gua Shengmai nodded and stared at the painting above her head, "Why is it just a fish? The black fish doesn't look good at all."

"Because grandma likes black fish." Amano Junko, who was walking out with a tray, said, "I remember that grandma started to like black fish not long after my grandfather passed away. She often said that black fish might be the incarnation of grandpa. She painted on the ceiling Blackfish, probably in memory of grandpa.”

"That's it." Mai Guasheng nodded in understanding.

Li Xuehao casually glanced upstairs. The reason may be as Amano Junko said, or it may not be.