At night, it had just rained outside, and the raindrops were falling 'ticking' from the eaves.

"Help me!" From time to time, the sound came from the uninhabited bungalow, intermittently and weakly.

I followed the sound and pushed open the half-painted wooden door, which had not been entered for a long time, and some dust fell from the door, which not only entered my eyes, but also made me cough.

When I rubbed my eyes, I saw countless wrist-sized red candles on the ground, and the red wax flowed all over the ground, like crimson blood, which made my heart hairy.

It's an uninhabited house, how could anyone light so many candles here?

No, someone was inside calling for help just now, wasn't I called in by this voice?

As I thought about it, the voice came to my ears again.

"Help me, Fairy!"

My heart tightened, how could the person who called for help still call out my name, but this bungalow is only three rooms, and it is still open, except for the candles in one place, where is there anyone?

I looked left and right, and my heart screamed badly, and my grandmother warned me since I was a child that no matter who called me by my name at night, I couldn't respond.

Now, not only did I come in with a voice sent by the gods, but when I regretted that I wanted to quit, my feet didn't listen to me!

"Sneez", some liquid dripped onto my shoulder, maybe this house is old and leaking rain, right?

I comforted myself like this, and my hand was subconsciously touched.

This touch, unbelievable, touched a hand of crimson.

I was so frightened that I opened my mouth to exclaim, but I couldn't hear my own voice.

"Xiaoxian, look up ......"

The voice sounded again, and it came from the ceiling above me.

Who will be on the ceiling? I don't dare to look at it if I dare to do it!

But my head was clearly born on my own neck, but I looked up at it without being called.

O Ama, I saw a man nailed to the ceiling, and no skin was good except his face, and he was covered in blood......

"Ahh

At last, I screamed!

When I woke up, it turned out to be a dream!

I touched my chest and felt like my heart was about to jump out, I had never dreamed so much as I had ever dreamed so much.

The man's pitiful eyes are still in my mind, as clear as a living person.

My phone rang at midnight, and my nightmare was woken up by this ringtone, and I picked it up and saw that it was my father.

"Hey, Dad?"

"Xiaoxian, don't be afraid, Dad will be back tomorrow!" I heard a cacophony on the other end of the phone, and my dad was supposed to be on the train.

"Hmm. I'm not afraid, it's my grandmother's spirit that guards me, what am I afraid of? ”

My dad said again, "Xiaoxian, did your grandmother say anything to you before leaving?" ”

"Nope! Grandma left without warning, but in the morning asked me to go to the town tailor to get clothes, when I came back, there were no people, and I also knew when Uncle Wang came to help that the clothes that grandma asked me to take were shrouds! ”

After I finished answering, I got up from the mat on the ground and glanced at the crumpled filial piety clothes on my body, I had just knelt on the ground like this, and had that strange dream in my grandmother's mourning hall!

With a "squeak", the night breeze blew outside, blowing open the wooden door of the mourning hall, and blowing the ash flame lit in front of the coffin.

I was about to close the door when I heard my dad talking in a low voice on the phone, and I didn't hear it when I closed the door.

After closing the doorknob, the wind finally stopped blowing!

"Dad, what did you just say?"

"Xiaoxian, don't keep a vigil for your grandmother tonight, tonight, you go ......"

At this time, the phone was disconnected!

I opened it and the signal was gone!

Why did my dad tell me not to wake my grandmother's spirit? What are you going to do with me? With this movement of a thousand knives, why did you drop the chain for me at the critical moment?

I scratched my scalp with my hand and made my already messy hair even more!

When I turned around, the black wooden coffin was quietly parked on the shelf, and the paper money in the brazier in front of me was about to burn out!

No matter what my dad was going to say later, how could he not let me hold a wake for my grandmother? Our family is already thin, and my grandmother is such a ritualist, no matter what.

I stepped over a few steps, put a lot of paper money into the brazier, and thought of the dream I just had, and what my father didn't say later, I was still faintly afraid.

"Grandma, I know that you love your granddaughter, and you will definitely bless your granddaughter with peace and security, find a good job after college, earn a lot of grandpa Mao, and the most important thing is that you have to point out a handsome scum to your granddaughter, and it is best to be a good husband who is rich for five generations......"

I say this to some extent to find some comfort in the silent vigil, but I don't want to, it is a bit too vulgar, and after I have been talking about it, there was a dull sound on the other side of the coffin, as if something had fallen to the ground.

My voice also came to an abrupt end with this one.

There are walls on all sides, there is not even a window, the wind can't blow in, what will make a noise for no reason?

I stood up with a shudder, and when I looked that way, I saw that something had indeed fallen to the ground.

There are a lot of things on the table with fragrant wax money paper, even if there is no wind, it is not strange that something falls, but so many things don't fall, why is it my grandmother's mahogany cane that is missing?

I remember very well that when I gave my grandmother a small burial in the afternoon, I put it in the coffin with my own hands!

"Grandma, I know you can't bear your granddaughter, if you have any last wishes, you can tell me your dream and ......"

Swallowing my saliva, I cautiously walked over, picked up the cane, and sighed.

Could it be that my father knew what was going to happen, so he didn't let me keep a vigil here?

Now I feel a little regretful that I didn't listen to him!

However, in this coffin is my own grandmother, she is such a granddaughter as me, she scared me to death, that is, she cut off her own incense, my grandmother will not do this!

So I had the courage to move over, intending to put the cane back.

According to the tradition of our hometown, the coffin is not sealed for a few days, so my grandmother's coffin is not sealed, as long as I get closer, I can see her face lying peacefully inside.

But the strange thing is here, when I put the cane vertically into the coffin, the scene in front of me was so shocked that my throat and eyes were stuck, the coffin was empty!

My grandma is gone!

To be precise, my grandmother's body is gone!