For Ye Zongjue, the night was just a blink of an eye, but tonight, it seemed so long that there was no tomorrow. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Nightmares, I don't know when they started, and there was no intention to end them at the beginning.

Through the window, it seemed to see the pale and lonely lack of moon in the dark shadow of the leaves, just like someone who cut off a piece so cruelly, and let its blood glow fall into the big water tank in the courtyard, Old Man Wu sat on the stone by the water tank, sighed heavily, waved his hand at Ye Zongdu, and said, "Since you can't sleep, come out, let's talk about our grandfather and grandson." There was indescribable sadness in his voice, but Ye Zongju couldn't figure out why?

Is it because of the dead on the coffin?

Ye Zongzhu pushed open the window, leaned out, jumped out, put a big cotton coat in his hand and draped it on the back of Old Man Wu, sat down next to him, and complained helplessly: "I really don't know what evil he hit, that guy is not a person, he can't see a ghost, what are you worried about?" Old man Wu glared at Ye Zongju with slanted eyes, and said, "What do you mean?" I sit here and don't sleep, I'm not sleepy? Ye Zongju snorted coldly and said, "What are you doing sitting here when you are sleepy?" It's just a story that comes to mind suddenly, suddenly, don't be scared......" In the middle of his words, a cold wind blew, and his head hurt inexplicably. After a pause, feeling a little better, he continued: "I slept well, and when I saw you in a daze, I thought I had really met a ghost!" ”

Old man Wu lowered his head and rubbed his eyes with his hands, and said with a smile: "Do you really think that my old eyes are dizzy?" After eating, you said that you were sleeping, and you stood alone at the window for more than two hours, when I didn't see it? Aren't you scared yet? He stood up as he spoke, coughed in a low voice, and said intermittently: "I know when I will die at this age, I guess right, I'm afraid I won't be able to live tonight." ”

Ye Zongdu looked at him in horror, the moonlight was like a dusty mirror, sprinkled on Old Man Wu's weather-covered face, like many years of dry and cracked old leaves, for a long time, he reluctantly said, "What do you mean?" Why? ”

Old man Wu looked at him kindly, and said solemnly: "Because of the coffin, the person who sees it is like being cursed, and it will bring death to the people around him. Ye Zongju shook his head and smiled: "Are you kidding? I'll tell you, I, Ye Zong, will never believe what you say, okay, I admit it, I've read the Death Script, but I can't understand those words at all, I haven't remembered them at all, look, I'm not living well now, I'm living well, you are an irrelevant old man, how can you ......" Ye Zong's eyebrows fluttered as he spoke, and he suddenly involuntarily leaned back to the ground, as if there was a magnet on the ground that sucked his whole body to the ground, and he couldn't stand up.

Old man Wu didn't seem to see Ye Zongdu's weird appearance, but he was still sitting on the cold stone, looking up at the lack of moon rising unconsciously, as if the moon was what he should care about at this time, Ye Zongdu's eyes were round, he saw Old Man Wu's indifferent expression, he was so angry that he desperately wanted to roll up, pressed him to the ground, plucked his beard, eyebrows, and hair, but he saw a living ghost, his whole back was like sticking to the ground, no matter how he grabbed and climbed and rolled, it was useless, and he felt sick to his stomach in a hurry, There seemed to be a powerful force in the air that was constantly impacting his body, and he could clearly hear the sound of his bones piercing through the skin and breaking and dislocation, but under this terrifying sound that life was worse than death, Ye Zongdu's heart was indescribably open and comfortable, and even his nose could clearly smell the fragrance of tomorrow's dew soaked in flowers, and soon, Ye Zongju clearly saw hundreds of corpses and bones falling from the sky, pressing down on his body layer by layer, "Old man, go quickly!" Ye Zongju roared, tried his best to get up, and pushed at Old Man Wu is fierce, only to hear a pop, Old Man Wu's original body was scattered all over the ground like a pyre, and there was a trace of blood-red smoke, like a fire fold that had just been wiped.

Ye Zongju was stunned, and then his body was like thousands of troops and horses fighting, fighting, sewing up his flesh and blood with a knife, he saw the old man Wu scattered on the ground turned into a blood-red coffin, floating in the night sky, and smashed down on his head......

The sun was still rising, and how many people died suddenly in the long dark night that they could not have predicted.

Xintu was like a virgin's delicate skin, covering Ye Zongdu's body with a thin layer, and there were soft sobs from men, women and children in his ears, "What a good child, why is it so miserable." A woman with a baby in her arms twisted her head to the side, and two sturdy farmers were shoveling soil on Ye Zongdu's body left and right, and soon, Ye Zongdu's whole person disappeared under the morning sun of the newborn, and several village women who were kneeling and burning paper stood up and patted the soil on their knees, and walked back with each other's support.

"In the end, it's still a little strange to die, why did Old Man Wu disappear?" When the two farmers finished filling in the last drop of soil, one of them couldn't help but shake his head. The other one was carrying a shovel and his face turned blue with fright, and he trembled and said, "Don't ask again, let's leave quickly!" ”

"Old Lu Tou, do you know anything? Look at you're scared. The farmer asked reluctantly.

Old Lu Tou leaned close to his ear and whispered: "I went back to the ground last night, passing by Old Man Wu's house, and faintly heard them talking about what kind of empty plan is long, and what is the dead, you say, this, this thing that shouldn't be mentioned, why did they suddenly mention it?" I wondered, had they seen it? As he spoke, his steps couldn't help but increase faster.

"The head of the empty chip first heard that he suffered a lot of sins while he was alive, and his soul did not disappear after his death, and then he cursed, who among them died, it was too scary! Let's go, let's go! "The first farmer flew away, for fear that he would not be able to pull his hind feet back.

If their words are true, then am I dead or alive? Ye Zongdu lay in the soil, but only felt the heat of the earth steaming in the sun, raised his arms, sat up, a new grave was like a pile of cotton, he stood up, looked at the half-human-high soil under his feet, and sneered: "Why can I still breathe when I am buried in the soil?" Can I still stand up? Have I really become a ghost? Has it really become impossible to exist in this world? What about Grandpa? Why is there no body for him? He muttered to himself, but he couldn't remember where Old Man Wu had gone.

"Is it really as grandpa said, I watched the death and brought disaster to him?" Ye Zong was confused, thinking wildly, and he didn't understand how his good life had changed, but the disappearance of Old Man Wu was real, and he really had to believe in the power of the dead.

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