I didn't see Su Shiren, but I think that although Su Shiren is ruthless and cold-blooded, he should be trustworthy, especially in such a matter, there is no reason to put me together. I am sure that he will come.

"Let's wait here for a moment." I was going to sit down and rest for a while by the side of the graveyard, and I was going to walk halfway up the back hill to here, and to put it mildly, I was not much better off than the two old ladies. The rapid deterioration of my body always makes me a little bit old. After walking down the mountain, I was too tired to move.

"What are you waiting for here?" When Mrs. Sun saw that I was going to sit down by the graveyard, she quickly stopped me and said, "Don't wait. ”

"The person you said hasn't come yet, isn't he waiting here?"

"I've been here a long time ago." Mrs. Sun walked inside from a path between the graveyards, and said as she went, "He has always been here." ”

Mrs. Sun's words gave me a strange feeling, and I followed her footsteps forward, walking, and the road under my feet seemed to be more and more familiar.

The strange feeling was very strong, and I had walked this path between the graveyards more than once, and every time I came to visit my father's grave, I had to pass through this road.

The two of us walked in the cemetery, and Grandma Wu sat down there. The area of the cemetery is relatively large, and after walking for several minutes, Mrs. Sun stopped at a grave without a tombstone.

"What does that mean?" I felt as if I had exploded at this moment. There is no tombstone on the grave, but I will never remember wrong, this is my father's grave.

My father was buried here, but there were twists and turns in the middle. It was still when the stupid sea was not exposed, and he stayed here and showed me a video on his phone. In the video, I saw my father's body being exhumed and the grave empty, and I never found the answer to this matter.

Because I knew my father's grave was empty, I never came again.

But now, Mrs. Sun brought me here, and my heart began to turn upside down, and I couldn't understand what was going on at all.

"The one who brings you the message is in the grave." Mrs. Sun pointed to the grave and said: "I have been dead for several years, this is not an ordinary person, it's not that I praise how powerful I am, I have been doing this for decades, and I have seen strong winds and waves, but this is the first time I have seen such a person." ”

Mrs. Sun's words have been clear enough, what she means is that Su Shiren has been dead for a few years and is buried here.

What Mrs. Sun said, I actually don't doubt that Su Shiren is proficient in Bandar Jue, and even if he dies, his consciousness can remain in a relatively bad environment for a while. He can completely use his powerful consciousness to coerce Mrs. Sun, he has this ability.

But what puzzles me is why Su Shiren is buried here? Who buried him here?

Thinking about it like this, there are other questions that follow, how did Su Shiren die? When did you die? He's all dead, or is he haunting me?

These questions are not something I can answer, and since things have developed to this point, we can only wait and see what happens.

Mrs. Sun told me not to worry, she cleared a small piece of land in front of the grave and pulled the ground flat with her hands. The land was about two feet square, and after the ground was leveled, Mrs. Sun took out a cloth bag from her body.

The bag contained a fine sand as white as snow, and she poured it onto the ground and smoothed it with her hands. Finally, Mrs. Su took a chopstick and stuck it on the ground covered with white sand.

"Ready." Mrs. Sun looked back at me and said, "You don't have to be afraid, what he wants to tell you will soon be known." ”

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Sun closed her cloudy eyes slightly. She sat still, as if she had suddenly fallen into a stupor. After about two or three minutes, Mrs. Sun shook violently. His eyes widened.

When she opened her eyes, she startled me because I saw that the eyeballs in her sockets had been completely rolled up, and only the whites of her eyes remained.

Mrs. Sun maintained this very intimidating posture and grabbed the chopsticks stuck in the sand. She took the pen as a pen, took the chopsticks as a pen, and wrote some words on the flat sand surface two feet square.

She writes very quickly, and the font is so neat that it's easy to read.

"Whatever I say to you, it's superfluous, and in the end, you can only remember a little, and you can only live if you remember this."

When the two-foot-square sand surface was full of words, I also finished reading it. Mrs. Sun's hand holding the chopsticks kept shaking, and she held the chopsticks to a foot off the ground, as if she was giving me time to read the handwriting. Two minutes passed, and Mrs. Sun smoothed out all the handwriting with chopsticks, and then began to write again.

"All the other people, it doesn't matter, and they can't save you, your life depends on the full stop, remember, only he can let you survive."

After this writing was finished, Mrs. Sun stopped. She still held her chopsticks and waited for two minutes, and after two minutes, she smoothed out the handwriting, turned her head back and forth several times, and suddenly lowered her head, and then raised her head, and her eyes returned to their original position.

Her appearance is very strange, and it makes people feel worried when they look at her. However, I guess she did this just so that she didn't look at the writing written on the sand. Her role is only to bring the words, as for what to bring, Su Shiren doesn't want her to know, and she herself may not want to know.

Knowing too much is not a good thing.

"Son, did you see what he was going to tell you?"

"See."

"Then talk to him, if you don't say it, he won't be at ease." Mrs. Sun used chopsticks to draw a very complicated talisman on the smoothed sand: "You put your hands together, press it here, press it, it means that if he wants me to bring it to you, I brought it, and you can see it." ”

I don't know if this is Mrs. Sun's rules, or if Su Shiren explained to her. I did as she said, put my hands together and pressed them on the sand.

"Can I ask him something more?" I withdrew my hands and asked Mrs. Sun, "Can you still help pass the word?" ”

Boom.......

As soon as I finished saying this, there seemed to be an indescribable sound from under the grave. The sound was like firecrackers, and it was like a lot of sighs coming together.

"No, I can't ask." Mrs. Sun shook her head and said, "He's gone." ”

"Gone?" I was stunned, and I didn't fully understand what Mrs. Sun meant: "Where did he go?" ”

"It's completely gone, it's gone."

Mrs. Sun meant that the people in the tomb were just trying to pass this sentence on to me, so their consciousness refused to disperse. Now that he has achieved his goal, it is like a person who has fulfilled his lifelong wish and can finally look at it.

If what Mrs. Sun said is true, it means that it is impossible for me to communicate and exchange with Su Shiren anymore, and his clue is equivalent to a complete interruption.

What do you mean by these words he left me? Does he know that my life is not long, and only a full stop can save my life?

But where do I find a full stop? Now Zhang Momo, Lao Wang, and full stop are separated not only by distance, but also by time and space, and it is almost impossible to find a certain person accurately.

I was unwilling, very unwilling, and I suddenly had an idea, I wanted to see what happened to Su Shiren, who was buried in the grave.

I told Mrs. Sun that I wanted to sit here for a while. Mrs. Sun understood my feelings very well, and returned to the edge of the graveyard, and I stood in front of this grave without a tombstone for a full ten minutes, and I had already made up my mind that I must see it.

Mrs. Sun and Grandma Wu talked for a while on the edge of the cemetery, and they probably knew that I would not be able to leave for a while. Grandma Wu told me that she and Mrs. Sun would go back to the small hut on the mountainside first, and that I would sit here later enough to go to her.

The two old women slowly left the graveyard and walked farther and farther until their figures had completely disappeared into the night, and then I began to dig the grave.

I didn't have any tools at my disposal, so I dug for a while with the knife I was carrying, and it was very difficult and the progress was too slow. I stood up and looked around the graveyard for a suitable piece of stone, or a stick. I feel like it's faster to dig up the soil here with a twig than with a knife.

When I went around to the back of the grave, I saw a shovel. The shovel had been sitting here for a long time, and the rain washed up the mud had covered most of it, and no one would run into the graveyard to pick it up, so the shovel has been kept until now.

I pried the shovel out of the soil, a good shovel, durable. With this shovel, the speed is much faster, but due to the limitation of physical strength, you have to rest for a while after digging.

In the past, the work would have been done in two hours, but this time, I worked from the first half of the night until dawn, and I was so tired that I almost collapsed and fainted, and then I dug up the coffin in the grave.

This kind of coffin looks like it is made by a carpenter in the countryside, the workmanship is a little rough, and the nine coats of paint on the outside of the coffin are not evenly painted, I don't have time to figure out which carpenter made this coffin, and now it is not far from dawn, I must open the coffin before dawn.

The nails on the lid of the coffin were very strong, and I smashed them with a shovel and shovel to remove the nails one by one. By the time I was done, I really didn't have any strength at all, I just wanted to fall headlong to the ground and get a good night's sleep.

I sat next to the coffin, gasping for breath, looking at the sky, at most half an hour, the people in the village will get up to work, I am afraid of being seen, in our hometown in the countryside, if I find someone in the cemetery digging graves at night, I will be beaten half to death.

Under such pressure, I rested for a while, then quickly stood up, and with the last bit of strength in my body, I pried the lid open a little.