After doing all this, Mr. sat down again out of breath, to see that the time was still early, only eight or nine o'clock, Mr. was coughing badly on the side, and he had been tossed enough in the past few days, I wanted Mr. to go back to rest, I was here alone, but Mr. did not agree. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Housheng, open the door, it's almost time." My husband and I sat like this for hours, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, he pointed to the closed door of the hall and said to me.

I took out my mobile phone and looked at the time, it was almost half past eleven, the time was almost up, I got up and opened the door, as soon as I opened the door, a cold air rushed to my face, which made me shiver and tighten my clothes again.

Unexpectedly, it started to rain outside again, although it was not big, but it was unusually cold.

When I opened the door, my husband began to mumble words again, and he didn't know what he was saying, but I still didn't understand it at all.

I opened the canvas bag, and the guy inside looked at everything and found that everything was normal, and I was relieved.

Just as I was looking around with my husband's whip and wondering what it was made of, he stopped his mouth and said to me, "Hou Sheng, go and lift the lid of the coffin." ”

I put down the whip in my hand, got up and walked to the coffin, because the coffin was not sealed with nails because it was not buried until the first seven days, and I pushed the coffin lid open from the edge of the coffin.

As soon as I pushed the coffin, a foul smell came out so that I almost didn't vomit directly on the ground, although I smelled a lot of stench, but I still couldn't stand it, I endured the stench and looked inside the coffin, this look scared me to take two steps back and stumble on the chair behind me, sit down, and hit the back of the chair with my waist just knocked down.

I clearly remember that after putting Meng Ye's body in the coffin, I used a white cloth to cover the whole body, including the head, but when I looked inside the coffin just now, Meng Ye's head leaked out, and the boss with open eyes looked at me, coupled with the strange expression on his face, which made me startled.

"Housheng, what's going on?" When the gentleman saw me fall to the ground, he got up from his chair and asked nervously.

Standing up from the ground with the pain, he pointed to the coffin and said, "Sir, Meng Ye is unwilling to go." ”

Hearing my words, Mr.'s face changed obviously, and he walked two quick steps to the coffin, and I also walked to the side of the coffin again and looked at Meng Ye in the coffin with Mr. left and right.

The expression on Meng Ye's face in the coffin was still weird, his distorted facial features were filled with fear, and because the previous landslide was buried in the ground, many places had broken skin, coupled with the slag that had not been cleaned up, which made Meng Ye look even more gloomy inside the coffin.

"Uncle Meng, let's go with peace of mind, Xiao Meng has me here." The gentleman's voice was low, and he stretched out his hands and gently brushed Grandpa Meng's eyes down.

After seeing Meng Ye's eyes closed, I was also relieved, I was stunned by a pair of dead eyes, and I guess I couldn't stand it anymore.

But before I could finish my breath, I saw that as soon as my husband's hand left, Meng Ye's head was slightly tilted, and his eyes opened violently, just right on top of me, this time it was completely unexpected by me, and he almost cut Zhan Lu directly.

Mr. sighed, continued to help Meng Ye close his eyes with his hand, and said while holding it for a year: "Uncle Meng, go with peace of mind, what is there to tell me about the lack of dreams over there, I'll go and tell Xiao Meng, don't scare the babies." ”

Although Mr. has been brushing, Meng Ye's eyes just can't seem to close, and every time Mr. 's hand just leaves, he sees Meng Ye's eyes open again.

"Uncle Meng is unwilling to die, in the future, it is estimated that it will not be smooth tonight, so be mentally prepared." The familiar sigh of the gentleman sounded again, and he didn't care about Meng Ye's open eyes, said hello to me and returned to his previous seat tremblingly.

"Zombies?" I looked at the gentleman and asked.

Mr. nodded helplessly, did not speak, after sitting down, my heart was a little nervous, Zhan Lu and the whip held one in one hand, stared closely at the door, after Mr. came back, his mouth began to babble again.

The sound of wind and rain outside, combined with the husband's hurried and low tone, made me feel even colder.

I looked at my phone, and at 11:55, there were only five minutes left until 12, and my husband was sitting there with his eyes closed, and if it weren't for the fact that his lips were still moving, I would have thought he was asleep.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, there were raindrops blowing in from outside, the door was already very wet, the wind outside was howling, and the light bulbs in the room were also swinging from side to side with the wind, and finally, the light bulbs were overwhelmed, and they flashed a few times and completely extinguished.

In an instant, the whole room fell into darkness, except for the few incense sticks on the incense burner and the brazier where the paper money was burned by the coffin.

I turned my phone to flashlight mode to brighten the light in the house a little, and wanted to find candles, but my husband and I were not familiar with Mengye's house, and we didn't know where their candles were, so I thought to myself, if only Xiao Meng hadn't left.

But for now, we can only rely on this faint light to cope with what is to come.

The gentleman got up and walked to the brazier where the paper money was burning, took out a few paper coins and put them in the brazier, so that the paper money burned into flames, and when the flames rose, the room was lit up.

As the minutes passed, my heart became more and more anxious. Meng Ye's soul still did not appear, as if he was afraid of this stormy weather and refused to come out.

For the first seven soul nights, it stands to reason that the ghosts will return to their homes to see, but now Meng Ye's ghost has not returned, unless he can't come back or go somewhere else.

"It's not good, Housheng, hurry up and go to Lin Laoer's house to have a look, Uncle Meng may go over there to find Xiao Meng, take the guy and go quickly." The gentleman's face changed, and he turned around and said to me nervously.

I was also stunned, Mr. and I thought of going together, but I was not in a hurry to leave, and looked at Mr. with some worry: "If I leave, what will you do here?" ”

"Hurry up, I'm okay here, Xiao Meng and Lin Lao Er can't see it over there." Looking at Mr.'s determined expression, I nodded, crossed my backpack and took Zhanlu and rushed directly into the rainy night.

It was not far from Meng Ye's house to the fat man's house, there were not a few steps, but it was such a short distance, and when I arrived at the door of the fat man's house, my whole body was drenched and transparent, and my clothes were wet and extremely uncomfortable, but I couldn't care so much now, I knocked on the door hard, and while knocking on the door, I shouted loudly inside: "Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin, open the door." ”

As soon as I shouted a few words, I heard Uncle Lin's response, and saw the flashlight lit up inside, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, it seems that Uncle Lin is fine, this is good news.

After opening the door, Uncle Lin looked at me with some confusion and asked, "Didn't you keep vigil at Uncle Meng's house, why did you run back, did something happen, sir?" ”

I don't have the heart to talk to the fat man's father much now, so I asked directly: "Uncle Lin, Uncle Meng is not here, there is no other movement here, right?" ”

"Xiao Meng is asleep in the back room, is something wrong?" The fat man's father knocked on the door of the inner room and generally asked me, but I still didn't speak, just waited for Xiao Meng inside to come out.

I knocked for a long time, but there was still no movement inside, I shouted loudly with the fat man and his father, but there was still no movement. My heart was tight, I was afraid that something was wrong, and the fat man who continued to knock on the door said: "Uncle Lin, Meng Ye's soul has not returned, Mr. is afraid that Meng Ye will come to find Uncle Meng, so he asked me to come and see, hurry up and knock the door open." ”