I watched as a crack peeked out of the wooden box.

The smell of rotting corpses made my stomach tumble upside down.

Bang!

After a loud noise, the lid of the box was directly lifted by a powerful force!

At this time, I saw a blood-red mouth full of fangs fly out of the box, past my grandmother, and pounced directly on me.

The fangs in the mouth of blood are like blood-stained awls.

My mind went blank and I sat on the floor, struggling to breathe.

Just at the last moment, the grandmother rushed over, grabbed a yellow talisman, made a handprint, and quickly recited in her mouth: "The eyes are like thunder and lightning, the eight poles of brilliance, see through the surface and the inside, and nothing is lurking!" Haste as a law, edict! ”

Then, a yellow charm slapped up!

The moment Huang Fu slapped it, it was like a boulder falling from the sky, and it looked full of strength!

Just listen to a muffled bang!

The bloody mouth full of fangs was instantly knocked to the ground, and after two "bangs", there was no movement.

I exhaled a cold breath, looked at the bloody mouth dumbfounded, and staggered up from the ground, completely soaked, like a dream!

"This is the flower of the devil, the corpse incense konjac...... It's been guarding the box for years," my grandmother reached out to me and wiped the sweat from my forehead.

The smell of corpses turned out to be emitted by it.

I got closer, and under the foul stink of blood, I could clearly see the face of the corpse-scented konjac.

The bracts with wide petals are called Buddha flame buds.

The Buddha flame bud is hugged on the side, it is trumpet-shaped, the color is gorgeous, it is more than 1 meter high, and the diameter of the upper mouth often reaches 1.5 meters.

More than a dozen sharp fangs are inlaid on the Buddha flame bud.

If it hadn't been for my grandmother's action just now, half of my body would have been swallowed alive!!

By the time I came to my senses, my grandmother had stopped next to the mahogany box, and she beckoned me over.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, shivered, and walked over in horror.

I saw a stack of yellow talismans, a piece of remnant jade, a thick book that was yellow and worn, a torn genealogy, and a black dagger engraved with runes.

I glanced at it.

The comprehensive value is less than 100 yuan..........

When the old man lived, he was a fortune teller in the village, and in this life, he liked these yellow talismans and cinnabar things.

Grandma hung the piece of broken jade around my neck and said, "This is something left by my ancestors, your father doesn't agree, these can only be passed on to you." ”

The remnant jade, in fact, is half an immortal crane, the color is lush, and if you look closely, there seems to be a smart aura inside.

I don't know why, when I see this fast jade, I always have a feeling of déjà vu........

"This is the genealogy of our Lin family...... This is the yellow talisman left by your grandfather when he was alive...... This dagger, sealed with Taoism, has a unique effect after the blade is opened, and you will stay by your side in the future to defend yourself. ”

"This fragment is more important than the roots of our Lin family, and there are many important things recorded on it, you must not lose it."

After my grandmother nagged and handed these things to me, she shook her head, unable to speak, and her face was full of bitterness.

I quietly took it, muttering to myself.

Just this broken knife, rotten talisman, can kill ghosts? Bluff the little ones.

Besides, in broad daylight, Lang Lang Qiankun, how can there be any ghosts?

Pure nonsense!

People die like lights out, like soup pouring snow, if you want to return to the soul, the moon is fished out of the sea!

However, my grandmother's tone was extremely firm.

She advised: "In a few days, it will be the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, after dinner, you will take these things with you, leave quickly, go as far as possible, and never come back......"

Shinto, grandma must have been sick again......

I looked helpless, opened my mouth, just wanted to say that I was done with things, and wanted to stay at home for a few more days, since my grandmother was not in good spirits, I stopped again, so I had to nod and agree.

In the afternoon, a few of my young friends learned that I was back and had a light meal together in the evening.

When everyone was chattering, from their mouths, I learned about the big and small things that had happened in the village in the past few years, and I sighed again and again.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, I was drunk and messed up after the end, avoiding his family and going to the dirt road behind the village.

I suddenly became sleepy, and I got on the kang before eight o'clock when I got home.

In a daze, I seemed to see my old man.

He was wearing a light purple shroud and a hatted with lotus flowers, looking weak and untouchable.

He stood at the head of the graveyard and beckoned to me, as if he wanted to say something to me.

I muttered in my heart, but when I walked over, two lines of bright red blood and tears flowed from his eyes!

I was a mother, and I didn't scare me to death at the time.

Before I could recover from my senses, his body turned into a wisp of black gas, which dissipated and disappeared.

I woke up suddenly.

It turned out to be a nightmare......

Immediately my heart was uneasy.

The old people in the village say that if people don't blink their eyes when they die, or if they have obsession and sustenance, they will give their families dreams.

The old man opened his mouth vividly, as if he wanted to say something to me.

Don't...... The old man died unjustly?

For a moment I couldn't think of a thing or two, and I was going to go to the mountains to see my grandfather's grave.

I wonder what the hell is going on.

With a cigarette in my mouth, I walked alone on the gloomy path, the cool breeze was slow, and the chill was biting.

The dead trees on both sides of the road, like decapitated women, stretched out their hands to the sky, speechless to complain.

Even the hemp rope hanging under the branches of the tree swayed slightly when it was blown by the wind, like a soak-drenched corpse.

Everything was filled with endless weirdness, and I tightened my clothes and quickened my pace.

In Xishangouzi, I found the grave of my old man.

It was a mess, even half of the tombstone inserted in the soil was broken, and on the tombstone, as my father said, there was a bloody handprint!

As for the coffin in the earthen pit, it has been dismantled in various ways, and the coffin is empty and there is nothing.

I remembered the miserable appearance of the old man in my dream, and a wave of anger instantly swelled up.

It's too much of a deception!

I clenched my fists tightly.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound all around........