Chapter 172: Chicken Blood Rice...
Qiao's second mother-in-law's sudden exclamation really startled me, but when I heard the paper figure, my heart suddenly twisted.
I hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and when I looked through the hole in the coffin lid, my hair exploded.
In this coffin lies a paper beauty with white flowers, and ...... Isn't this the one I saw at the Yang family!?
Shocked and frightened, I was completely stunned.
I felt a little chilled all over my body, how could this paper beauty lie in my mother's coffin!?
Wasn't it burned?
I know it's evil and stained with my blood. And I always had a hunch that this paper beauty would definitely appear, but the result was simply unexpected!
Red lips and green eyes, fluttering, and even lying in the coffin with a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she could really see my fear, know my surprise and fear.
"How can you stop pestering me, what the hell are you trying to do!?"
I staggered over to the paper beauty in the coffin, pulled the paper beauty out, and then scolded and tore it to pieces.
With a few hard stomps, the torn face of the thing on the ground twisted into a strange expression, as if sneering.
A vivid sneer.
I watched her twisted smile and suddenly my hair stood on end, and I was afraid that I would lose my mind and staggered back a few steps, and I couldn't stand on my feet.
I was scared.
Really, I can't tear this paper man, she's a monster, she's a demon, she can't even burn it.
I'm tearing her to shreds now, but maybe she'll be standing at the door of our house in the middle of the night.
I could even imagine her tiptoeing by the window of our house, peeking through the crack at me as I lay asleep on the bed.
I'm driving me crazy.
Qiao's second mother-in-law came over and pulled me, asking me to leave this paper beauty torn by me first, and pull the coffin for me to look inside, and I found that there were only a pair of red shoes left in the coffin.
There was a broken porcelain bowl at the head of the coffin, which contained black rice and three half-burned incense sticks that had been solidified.
Took out the bowl and took a look, Qiao Er's mother-in-law put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, her face became very ugly, I smelled a smell of rot and mold, this black rice was filled with a strange smell, like stinking, with a smell of blood.
"No wonder, no wonder your old lady is so angry! That dead old woman is really vicious. She's cursing your mother, so that she will never be able to live forever. ”
Qiao's second mother-in-law cursed my grandmother again, saying that my grandmother not only killed my mother, but also made my mother unable to reincarnate, and my mother is so angry now, it is all my grandmother's ghost behind her back.
I didn't know at the time, so I asked Qiao's second mother-in-law what the black rice from the broken porcelain bowl was used for putting incense in the coffin.
Qiao's second mother-in-law said to me anxiously, "Where is this black rice, this is chicken blood rice." Not only did your grandmother not bury your mother, but she was also giving your mother blood and rice! ”
My mother's resentment is very heavy now, and Qiao's second mother-in-law said that it was because of this that when the coffin was sealed, she must have hit a peach nail on the head of the coffin, wanting my mother's soul to be scattered in the coffin.
Because the coffin was covered and there was no oxygen in it quickly, the three incense sticks that were lit were extinguished.
The chicken's blood clotted and dried up and hardened, and now it looks like black rice.
My mother was buried by a crazy old man, and he knew my grandmother, could it be ...... Is there really any other purpose!?
"Hanging soul, the only way now is to hang your mother's soul. I'm afraid that her big resentment will not only harm you, maybe the whole village will suffer, and the crazy woman who suffered a thousand knives wants the whole village to bury her. ”