Late at night. The huge courtyard was full of black and black, except for the flickering light emitted by the candles in the mourning hall, which reflected the dimness of the door of the hall, every dark corner was full of shadows.

Zhong Bai was setting things behind the mourning hall, and I didn't bother to do it, and I saw that he didn't know where to get a loose square table, which was covered with a layer of black cloth.

An octagonal incense burner was placed on the black cloth, a few pillars of incense were inserted in it, and a ruler was placed, I don't know what he was doing, and he tossed in it for a while.

After coming out, he took out a paper wind chime from his pocket, hung four or five at the gate, and then lit a candle on the sharp corner of the head of Old Man Yang's coffin before he came out.

He walked out and sat down on the stone on the steps under the eaves, and grinned at me.

To be honest, the way he looks makes me think he's not in this business.

To put it bluntly, it's not particular.

I glanced at the mourning hall and said, "Is it useful for you to do this?"

He groaned, "We'll find out later!" ”

I whispered, and then stopped talking, and after a long time he suddenly asked, "Are you married?" ”

It was a strange remark, and I looked at him sideways as I stared at the dark night, but I knew he was asking me.

"Do you think I look like a married man?" I was a little unhappy about this, and I can't figure out why Old Man Yang called me by my name before he died, and what he said that I am already married, and I can't marry his grandson, otherwise his whole family will not live.

I see that there is a cat here, maybe his son didn't tell the truth, or the second girl who shouted in Old Man Yang's mouth was actually not me.

Zhong Bai turned his head to look at me, then laughed and didn't speak.

In the middle of the night, the whole huge mourning hall is just the two of us, the village is quiet like a deserted village, the dark night is indescribably weird, and the cool breeze blowing in from the two gates with the mourning hall makes me feel a little cool.

I got up and walked into the mourning hall to go to the back room where I slept to get my coat on the bed, but when I looked up and saw the string of paper wind chimes hanging at the gate, I was a little curious.

It's windy now, and it doesn't make any sound at all, just a slight shake.

I was about to ask Zhong Bai what the wind chimes were for, when he suddenly found that water was dripping on the coffin of the old man in front of the mourning hall, and the water droplets were intermittent, but they just fell on the candle under the coffin.

But it didn't rain that day, and there was no water leaking in this house.

"Hey!" I hurriedly called out to Zhong Bai, and said in a panic, "Come and have a look." ”

Zhong Bai's reaction was quick, he got up and rushed in, and I pointed to the bottom of the coffin, "How can there be water here?" ”

At this time, Zhong Bai's brows furrowed, and then he stepped forward to observe a little, and slowly stretched out his hand to wipe the face of the coffin's remains, and his hands were stained with water.

I looked at the portrait, I don't know why, I noticed that the expression of the portrait was a little strange, and after swallowing my saliva, I said in a panic, "Could it be, it's him...... He's crying, isn't he? ”

"If people die differently, there will be demons!" Zhong Bai squinted at the coffin and said, "It seems that tonight, I am restless." ”

I also sensed that something was wrong, and at this time not only the coffin, but I also saw that water was dripping from under the coffin, and the water was different, it was a muddy dirt, like white oil.

Zhong Bai's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the white and turbid water stains dripping from the coffin, his face suddenly changed.