We immediately got up in curiosity.

The fifth master pointed to his grandmother's left hand in the photo and said, "Look at it, is your mother holding something in her hand?"

I immediately fixed my eyes on it.

Sure enough, under my careful observation, I saw that my grandmother's left hand seemed to be holding a stick the thickness of a child's arm.

It's just that the stick is in a dark corner, and the photo only shows part of the stick, so it's not easy to spot.

It suddenly occurred to me that my grandmother seemed to be holding on to this stick to keep such an inclined posture and not fall crooked.

It's just that from this stick alone, how can the fifth master judge that grandma dug the grave?

The uncle asked, "Fifth master, my mother seems to be holding an ash stick in her hand." But how can you tell that my mother dug the grave?"

The fifth master said: "Think about it, what kind of farm tools do we have here to put ash sticks." ”

The second uncle blurted out: "Shovel." Isn't a shovel handle just an ash stick? ”

The fifth master nodded: "Well, what your mother is holding should be a shovel." However, the shovel did not appear in the photo, only the shovel was in. Isn't your grandmother holding a shovel just going to dig a grave?"

What the fifth master said is also reasonable, and we have no way to refute it for a while.

Could it really be that grandma dug her own grave? Why did she do this?

Uncle sighed helplessly: "Hey, Mom, you really don't make people worry, you're dead, why are you making such a big fuss, why are you letting me mix in the village in the future." ”

The second uncle said: "Our mother is dead, and the corpses are burned to bones, how can she stand in front of the grave intact and dig up her own grave? Fifth master, tell me the truth, is this ...... Haunted?"

The fifth master sighed: "Hey, I'm afraid it's really something unclean." ”

I saw that my mother's face was like ashes, and she looked desperate, so I hurriedly comforted: "Mom, you don't have to be sad, this grave may not have been dug by grandma, but it may have been dug by the photographer." As long as you find the person who took the picture, the truth will be revealed. ”

My mom nodded perfunctorily.

The fifth master suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "Xiaofan, you said that the person who sent you the photo was an old lady." That old lady, could it be your grandmother? If it weren't for your grandma, there would be a chance that she would be the one who took the picture, and she would be the real murderer behind the scenes. ”

I shook my head: "I didn't see the old lady, so I don't know." I'll have time to go back and ask Aunt Zhang. ”

The fifth master nodded.

In the end, the eldest uncle and the second uncle decided to find the body of the grandfather overnight, the fifth master was too old to go up the mountain, so the uncle asked the fifth master to go back first.

The fifth master said with a sad face: "Hey, a few of you are children, just work hard." If you find it tonight, give me a letter, if you can't find it, don't worry, early tomorrow morning, I will organize people in the village to help you find it. ”

"People live for a lifetime, and they only leave such a little thing, but they can't be left in the wilderness. ”

The fifth master sighed and left, while a few of us went up the mountain with shovels.

On the road, I kept thinking about one thing.

Grandma has been burned to the bone, how can she still take pictures intact?

Could it be...... Grandma didn't die at all?

After all, when I burned my grandfather and grandmother, I burned the coffin board together, and no one knew whether it was my grandfather and grandmother in the coffin.

But after thinking about it, I felt that this was unlikely.

Because I saw my grandmother into the coffin with my own eyes, and I also saw the tragic situation of my grandmother dying in the coffin.

After that, the coffin was carried away overnight and burned.

You must know that when the coffin is carried away, the coffin has been sealed. If Grandma really jumped out of the coffin, it was impossible for no one to find out.

Soon, we came to the back mountain, in front of my grandfather's grave.

The grave was flattened, the coffin was exposed, the lid had been lifted to one side, and it was empty, and even the quilt for burial was gone.

The scene was quite miserable.

My mom couldn't stop crying again.

At the urging of my uncle and second uncle, my mother cried while burning paper for my grandfather and grandmother, praying that if my grandfather and grandmother had a spirit in heaven, we would be able to find them smoothly.

The mountain road was not easy to walk, my mother stayed to see the grave, and my uncle and I went to find the bones of their two elders.

How could it be so simple to find the bones of two elders in this deep mountain and old forest?

We searched for six or seven hours all the way, and still found nothing.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and we were all exhausted.

In addition, the second uncle accidentally twisted his foot, and in desperation, we could only decide to go back and organize the villagers to look for it tomorrow.

And when we approached the graves of the two elders, we were surprised to find that there was a fire burning on the grave, and the fire was very fierce.

The uncle was immediately anxious: ", something happened to the grave, go back and take a look." ”

The eldest uncle ran towards the grave, and I was also anxious, telling the second uncle to walk slowly, and I followed closely.

When we approached the grave, we were surprised to find that the coffin of the second elder was burning.

My mother, on the other hand, stood stiffly beside the flames, throwing the paper money in her hand into the fire.

Grave ...... Burned by my mother!

My head buzzed wide.

The uncle was angry and shouted angrily: "Eldest sister, you ...... What are you doing? ”

My mother heard my uncle's voice and turned her head a little.

I clearly noticed that my mother's eyes were blank, her expression was very stiff, and there was an imperceptible sneer on the corner of her mouth.

The whole face is glowing gloomy and a little scary under the reflection of the flames.

I was taken aback by how my mom looked.

The corners of my mother's mouth moved, and it took a long time to squeeze a word out of her mouth: "Die!"

Die!

My heart fluttered.

My mom was so wrong that I immediately realized that my mom might have been rushed by something.

I was about to rush to protect my mother, but my mother suddenly fell to the ground.

I was so anxious that I rushed up and pinched my mother's man.

The uncle also hurried up, scolding and scolding, and using a shovel to put out the flames.

Within two minutes, my mom slowly opened her eyes.

She was pale and looked very weak, but she looked like she was back to normal.

My mother looked at me inexplicably: "Xiaofan, you ...... Coming back?"

I immediately nodded and helped my mother up: "Mom, what the hell happened just now, why did you burn grandpa's coffin?"

Only then did my mother see that my grandfather's coffin was on fire, and she was stunned: "This ...... What's going on? What's going on with Daddy's coffin...... Why is it burning?"

My uncle glared at my mother: "It's not a good thing you did. ”

My mother was stunned: "Brother, what are you talking about?" Xiaofan, ...... quickly Put out the fire quickly. ”

I saw that my mother had returned to normal, and I was much more relieved, so I hurriedly put out the fire with my uncle.

The flames were so big that they couldn't be extinguished with shovels, and in the end there was no way, so my uncle and I had to shovel the soil and cover the fire little by little.

In the end, the coffin was buried for the most part, and the flame was finally extinguished.

My uncle and I were already tired from looking for the bones of the second elder before, and now we are busy putting out fires, and our physical strength is almost overdrawn.

As soon as the flames were extinguished, we no longer had the strength, and we squatted on the ground, unable to stand up again.

My mom hurriedly ran up to wipe my sweat and my uncle.

My uncle looked at my mother very angrily: "Eldest sister, what the hell did you do just now, why did you burn our father's coffin?"

My mother was about to cry: "Brother, what are you talking nonsense, how can I burn our father's coffin." ”

I hurriedly interjected, "Uncle, don't be angry, I think there must be something wrong here." ”

"Mom, tell us what happened after we left......? Fainted?"

My mother thought about it, slapped her head violently, and said, "I remembered, I really fainted." ”

"Not long after you left, I suddenly saw a little mouse crawling out of the grave. ”

"I didn't think much of it at the time, I was going to chase the little mouse away when I went up. But who knew that the little mouse actually stood up all of a sudden, and the two little eyes stared at me. ”

"After that, I didn't know anything, it was like I had fainted. When I opened my eyes again, I saw you, and the coffin was burning. ”

And when I heard what my mom said, I was dumbfounded.

Little mouse crawling out of the coffin!

When my mom saw the little mouse, she fainted!

Then, my mother burned the coffin in a daze!

This reminded me of the rat spirit ten years ago, and the past came to mind.

The fear in my heart, like a flood bursting the embankment, spreads quickly and ferociously in my heart.

I subconsciously felt that the rat spirit ten years ago was not dead at all.

It's back, it's coming back to me.

Nine times out of ten, my mother was washed away by a rat spirit and burned the coffin.

There is also the matter of digging graves and stealing the bones of the second elder, which must be done by mice!