I looked at the shroud in my dad's hand for a long time and didn't come back to my senses, I haven't worn a shroud for two nights in a row, the night I kept a wake for the second fool, and it was last night.

Now my dad has given me another shroud, and I watched it ripped off my grandfather's body.

I didn't think so much about wearing a shroud before, but now this shroud is worn by my grandfather, and it is inevitable that there is a bit of an indescribable taste in my heart.

"Dad, this, this is grandpa'......"

I pointed to the shroud in my dad's hand and was about to say something, but my dad directly interrupted me and looked at me and said, "Wear it." ”

This time, I was indeed a little confused, because my father's words were enough to show that his attitude was very tough, and in the end I still took the shroud from my father's hand.

"Go to sleep!"

When my dad saw me take the shroud, his stiff face seemed to soften a lot.

After that, my dad went to incense my grandfather, and I walked into my room with a shroud.

This is what my grandfather worn, and my grandfather is dead.

To be honest, I'm not disgusted with my grandfather, but I don't know how you feel about asking you to wear a shroud worn by a dead man, anyway, even if I know it's my grandfather's wear, I feel a little oozing, and I have to wear it to sleep.

After more than ten minutes, I watched the time get closer and closer to twelve o'clock, and I still gritted my teeth and put on the shroud, after all, I remember very well that the reason for all this was because I forgot to put on the shroud before twelve.

In fact, wearing grandpa's shroud, there is no special feeling, maybe it is just a psychological effect, because I know that this shroud is worn by a dead person.

Thinking of this, an extremely absurd and strange thought suddenly flashed in my heart, those shrouds I used to wear must not all be taken from dead people, right?

Although I did not participate in the rest of the funeral, I heard from people in the village that my grandfather had a strange rule for funerals, that is, after the relatives sorted out the clothes of the deceased, my grandfather would have to make the next coffin, and no one knew what was done in the coffin.

I didn't care about it at the time, because I have always believed in a saying that people with ability will have their own unique characteristics, and my grandfather is indeed a celebrity in Mr. Yin and Yang's business.

"Impossible!"

But as soon as this thought flashed, I shook my head suddenly, how could such a ridiculous thing happen?

I stayed up late for the past two days, and I fell asleep quickly, so not long after I collapsed, I fell asleep slowly, and after I fell asleep, I seemed to dream again.

I felt a little cold, as if the window next to me was being opened, and I dreamed of someone calling at me all the time.

It was a woman, she didn't call my name, she just kept shouting: Mi'er, my mother came to find you......

But I don't know why, I always subconsciously feel that this voice is calling me, and this voice is constantly approaching me, so I want to open my eyes to see who is calling me.

Just when I wanted to open my eyes, there seemed to be a burst of shouting voices in my ears: "Changsheng, escape, run away quickly......"

The voice was very anxious, as if it was filled with a panicked mood, and what I didn't expect was that it was my grandfather's voice.

I called out to my grandfather, but he didn't answer me, just kept repeating the previous words.

Let me run away.

In the panic, I suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for air, and then I found that my body was sweating, and my clothes were wet.

I shook my head and thought to myself, how could I possibly have such a dream?

At this time, before dawn, I felt a cold wind blowing, and because I had just sweated, I suddenly sneezed.

How can there be wind?

I thought to myself, I will close the windows when I sleep, because the countryside is different, sometimes there are even snakes in the house, and the windows are not closed.

I looked up into the room, and I saw that the window of my room was opened at some point.

Seeing the open window, I was puzzled, could it be that my father opened it for me?

I got up and walked towards the window, which was facing my bed, maybe because it was a little cold, and I sneezed, because the countryside relies on the mountains and forests, even if it is very hot during the day, it is very cool at night.

And as I walked into the window, I saw a dark shadow outside the window.

This guy scared the hell out of me.

"Dad, is that you?"

caused me to shout instinctively, because there were only two people in this house, me and my father, but the dark shadow outside didn't promise me, tonight was a little moonlight, I didn't turn on the lights and came to close the window, and I couldn't see the people at the door at all.

I frowned and continued to walk towards the window, and the moment I got closer, I was frightened and kicked back, and then fell to the ground.

I saw an iron-blue face, glaring angrily, looking at my room with a hideous face, and the patterned shroud on my body looked very familiar, completely similar to the one on my body.

Standing at the door turned out to be the grandfather who had just been buried today......

The moment I saw my grandfather, my mind could be said to be blank, and after a short period of stunned, I got up directly, crawled out of the door, and shouted loudly for my dad.

"Dad, Dad, Grandpa, Grandpa is back......"

My dad came out of the room, he was wearing a coat, I hurriedly went over and grabbed my dad's arm, to be honest, that scene really scared me enough.

Can you imagine that on a big night, go and close the window and see a dead person standing outside the window? Looking at you with a pair of eyes?

I pulled my dad into the room, and then turned on the light in my room, the light came on, and my grandfather's body was more obvious outside the window, and my grandfather was wearing that shroud, and I could see it more clearly, his two fists were clenched.

It seems to be extremely angry, which can be seen in combination with his expression.

My heart was furious, even if I missed my grandfather again, but this big night, my grandfather's body was standing by the window, I don't know how long I looked at me.

This made my whole body feel unacceptable, and my heart panicked.

"Dad, grandpa, what's going on?"

I looked at my dad with a gloomy face, and he was a little incoherent, you know, today I saw my grandfather buried in a coffin, and then the grave was filled.

"Call!"

My dad stared at my grandfather's corpse, and then said three words, I quickly turned out Sangong's phone number from the phone, this phone number was written down yesterday, because Sangong used to think he was crazy, so there was no phone number from him.

But yesterday the third prince left a phone number for me, asking me to call him if I have something.

I didn't care about it at the time, but now that I think about it, it seems that Sangong had expected something to happen at that time.

A phone call was made, I hurriedly said the matter briefly, Sangong hung up by himself, and in about twenty minutes, Sangong arrived at our house gasping for breath.

When he saw his grandfather standing outside the window, his whole face changed instantly.

Then I walked towards my grandfather step by step, and when I walked to the window, I saw that Sangong just looked at his grandfather's corpse without saying a word.

The scene looks a little weird.

"Do you have boards in your house? I want to bring the corpse in! ”

Hearing Sangong's words, I hurriedly said that I was ready, and my father followed me to prepare when I was waiting for Sangong before.

After finishing it, Sangong asked my father and I to carry my grandfather's body to the board in the hall.

The third prince naturally followed into the hall, and he walked around his grandfather's corpse, constantly looking at his grandfather's body.

"That's not right! Why did Brother Seventh come back by yourself? ”

A low murmuring voice came from Sangong's mouth, and when I heard this, I suddenly looked at Sangong's back, what did he mean by this?

Could it be that the third prince already knew that something would come back tonight? It's just that the one who came back wasn't the same as he guessed? But I became my grandfather?