"Mourning Hall, Childhood Memories"

"When I was a child, I lived in a compound with many relatives because I had a lot of relatives. Relatives are very harmonious with each other, and the neighborhood is also very good, except for my uncle. Uncle is my father's youngest brother, about ten years older than me.

The uncle's character is not very good, mainly because the grandfather is too doting, which causes the family to dare not say or scold, and he is also willful and casual. Later, when my grandfather got old, it was too late to let him change his ways. Until one day, the neighborhood aunt suddenly came to the door and said that someone saw the uncle die in the deep alley.

By the time the family received the news, the uncle had been dead for a long time. At that time, the family knew that the uncle was gambling behind his family's back, and he owed a huge debt, and finally borrowed a loan shark in order to repay the debt, but after borrowing, he couldn't control his hands and continued to gamble, so that the debt snowballed bigger and bigger, until he ended up in a different place.

remembered that my uncle once quarreled with his family over money, but in the end no one gave it to him, so he never came back. When I was still young, I thought that if I had given him the money at that time, I might have saved his life, but now I think that with his habits, no matter how much he gave, he would only end up with everyone to go bankrupt.

But no matter what happened to the uncle during his lifetime, when he died, the family was uncomfortable. Especially grandpa, when he is old, he still wants white-haired people to send black-haired people. Looking at the photo of the uncle above the mourning hall, the face with evil anger seemed to be resentful of everyone present.

According to our local custom, a person who dies cannot be buried for the first three days. It must be placed in the mourning hall for three days of worship, and the coffin can be sealed and sent to the crematorium on the fourth day. Moreover, the mourning hall should be burned with incense and candles uninterruptedly, implying that the incense is continuous.

Relatives at home can only take turns to keep vigil, and it is good to talk during the day, and there are more or less people to accompany them to talk. At night, everyone is sleepy, but there must be a person who guards the spirit, one is afraid that the candle will break or burn on the object to cause a fire, and the older generation says that the person who dies is very resentful, if there is no one to guard at all times, once provoked by cats and dogs, it is easiest to cheat the corpse.

Therefore, when the vigil came at night, the relatives began to push and hinder, and no one was willing to guard it. In the end, it was decided that two people would guard together and change shifts every three hours, so that everyone could survive.

Originally, I didn't have to keep the spirit, after all, it was just a teenage girl, but on the last night, my grandfather said that he wanted to keep a watch, and he was not willing to accompany him, so I took the initiative to say that I wanted to accompany my grandfather. After all, looking at my grandfather's sad appearance, my heart is not comfortable.

After midnight, everyone fell asleep, and only my grandfather and I guarded my uncle's mourning hall. Actually, I was already a little confused at the time, after all, I went to bed early when I was a child. In order not to make myself sleepy, I started asking my grandfather to tell me a story, and it turned out to be an accident. ”

When Xiao Qi said this, Miao Miao was already a little scared and moved closer to Yang Yi. Although the prelude is very long and there is nothing scary, Xiao Qi, who has always been cute and cute, makes people shudder when he talks about this kind of thing.

"Grandpa told me about his four sons, my father was the eldest and my uncle was the youngest. Grandpa talked about how much he doted on his uncle when he was young, but now he thinks he is wrong, and if he knows that this will kill him, he would rather be harsh on him.

Looking at the portrait of my uncle, my grandfather was in tears, telling me about my uncle's past while taking paper money to burn paper for my uncle. Burning and burning, I saw the ash of burning paper slowly drifting towards my uncle's body, and the dim candlelight was also jumping, and the sound of a candle bursting startled me and my grandfather.

Grandpa felt that the uncle was blaming him, and hurriedly said with tears in his eyes: "Son... It's my dad who is sorry for you, it's my dad who hurt you!" Don't resent others, it's all your father's fault, you can leave in a few days! Daddy apologized for kneeling down for you..."

Grandpa's actions made me sour, you must know that the father kneeling to the son, the son will be punished by God. It's just that the uncle is dead. Unexpectedly, as soon as Grandpa's words were finished, a gust of wind blew from nowhere, and the white cloth covering the uncle was lifted in an instant!

After the uncle was hacked to death, his face was full of knife marks, and his skin and flesh were like zombies in horror movies. Seeing this scene, I hugged my grandfather tightly in fear, and he patted my hand and comforted me.

He stood up and planned to cover the white cloth for the uncle again, but when he walked to the uncle, his face was full of fear, and his hands held the white cloth and trembled.

I was so frightened that I wanted to scream, but I found that I couldn't make a sound, so I could only watch the uncle, who had been hacked to death with a knife, and sat up from the spiritual bed. His eyes kept looking at his grandfather, and suddenly he stretched out his hands and pinched his grandfather's neck, his long nails were embedded in his grandfather's skin, and bright red blood kept flowing out of his grandfather's neck...

I was so frightened that I fainted, and when I woke up, I found myself in my grandfather's arms. The uncle's body was still lying on the mourning bed, and the white cloth was also well covered. Even the candles and incense didn't break, and I thought it might be that I fell asleep and had nightmares before I knew it.

And it was already dark at that time, and in a few hours, the uncle's body could be cremated. Thinking of this, my heart suddenly settled down, and I got up from my grandfather's arms, intending to wake everyone up with my grandfather.

However, when I turned to look at my grandfather, he stared at my uncle's body, and ten black finger prints appeared on his wrinkled neck, and his body was already stiff. At some point, my grandfather died, and I lay on my grandfather's corpse and slept until dawn.

So, that night, on the mourning hall, what I saw was a dream or was it real? ”

After speaking, Xiao Qi's body trembled slightly and gently blew out the candle in front of him, and the candle smoke drifted in no direction.

After Xiao Qi finished speaking, it was as if he felt that the atmosphere of the entire room had frozen. Even each other's breathing could be heard, especially Miao Miao and Xiaoyu, the two of them leaned on Yang Yi left and right, and their expressions couldn't be seen clearly in the candlelight, but they seemed to be able to feel that they were scared now.

It was as if she wanted to say something to lighten the mood, but found that someone next to her had her hand attached. That hand was as cold as ice, like a dead man. It was as if she had glanced at the elixir beside her, and the elixir's hands were crossed against her chin, reminiscing about Xiaoqi's story.

So, who is the person holding the right hand at this moment?