Chapter 42: Buried Alive
Watching them carry me to the coffin, a great sense of fear suddenly rose in my heart. Watermark Ad Test Watermark Ad Test
I couldn't help but struggle desperately: "Let go of me, what do you want to do?" Let go of me!"
But the more I struggled, the tighter they grabbed me, and the hand that grabbed my arm became harder and harder, and I felt like my arm was about to be wrung off, but they showed no sign of letting go.
Until they carried me to the coffin, and one of them asked Master Goatee, "Master, what now?"
Master Goatee closed his eyes, waved his hand, and said, "Now let's do it."
It wasn't until they threw me in that coffin that I realized.
What they said was to bury me, so they buried me in my grandfather's grave, saying that they were going to crush me.
Use my life to pay tribute to those dirty things and let grandpa's resentment subside.
I finally understood what Aunt Wang said about letting me escape from the village, it turned out that Aunt Wang had already known and reminded me, but she didn't tell me what they wanted to do.
They all knew that they were hiding from me, and they waited to bury me alive when they saw me come to the grave.
But I don't understand, why, my life was exchanged for my grandfather's own life, and it was also exchanged for Kuroko's own life, and it has nothing to do with them, why did they bury me alive?
Just because they say I'm a gravedigger? But I don't know anything, I don't know all this??
Why??
While I was stunned, they had already dug up the grave and were waiting to bury the coffin I was in.
There was a hard coffin board under my body, it was extremely cold, and the evening breeze was a little warm, but I felt a chill to my bones.
Just as they were about to close the coffin board, I couldn't bear it any longer, and I tried to escape after exhausting all my strength to feed, but they were all adults. They are also farmers who do heavy work all year round, and no matter how hard I try, it is not worth mentioning to them.
I put my hands on the side of the coffin and looked at the village chief in a panic: "Don't bury me, don't bury me, I didn't dig the grave, I didn't dig the grave!" You're mistaken!"
The village chief turned his head beside him, looking a little unbearable, but he didn't stop them at all.
I tried desperately to climb out, but they were also trying hard to close the coffin, and when they saw that my hand did not retract, they kicked it directly with one big foot. It kicked me in the hand all at once.
His hand was suddenly sore, as if it was about to break.
I screamed, my hand loosened, and the lid of the coffin fell.
It was suddenly dark in front of me, and in the small space, I didn't even have a chance to stand up.
Faintly, I heard the village chief say outside: "Little girl, you have a good sleep, you are not afraid of anything when you fall asleep, as for your grandfather, we will find his body well and bury it with you, so that you and your grandfather will also be a companion, in this life, your life is not good, and you will be reincarnated in the next life, you remember to find a good family, I and the master will spend well with you, and I will also burn more paper money for you, you can sleep well, right?"
After that, I heard the sound of the coffin lid being nailed shut, and the sound of burying the earth with a pop.
At that moment, I felt that my whole being was about to be hollowed out, and the fear and despair that I had never felt before invaded my whole body at this moment.
They're really going to bury me.
Only the dead will be buried under the earth. But now, they're just burying me.
No, I haven't read the book that my grandfather left me, grandpa finally saved me, I can't just die.
I haven't avenged my grandfather yet??
Tears flowed out, I tried to get up from the coffin again and again, but again and again I was blocked by the cold coffin lid, I reached out and slapped the coffin desperately, screaming, but they continued to bury.
The horrible voice, without pause at all, the way they buried me. It's like burying a dead person, without emotion.
Thinking about their expressions when they buried me, one by one, it was as if I had a deep hatred with them.
I slapped for a long, long time, until my hands were so painful that I lost consciousness and my voice was hoarse, and the voice above my head gradually became quieter, and finally calmed down.
It was so quiet that I could only hear my own wheezing now, which was very noticeable in the small space.
The tears never stopped, my grandfather once told me that killing people is a crime, why, they treated me like this, what is the difference between killing people? But they did it anyway.
The air in the coffin was quickly used up, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, and I felt that my mind was starting to get dizzy and my thoughts were drifting.
The feeling was so uncomfortable that my chest was about to explode, and I couldn't help but scratch my neck, but I still couldn't breathe.
The feeling of stuffiness and suffocation gradually invaded my sanity, and I don't know how long it took me to feel like I could barely hear my own breathing.
After the great discomfort, the whole body suddenly became light, and it was not so uncomfortable.
At the last second of my consciousness disappearing, it occurred to me that my dead groom had told me to protect me in the future.
But now, I'm going to die??
I didn't understand until I was dying, but because I was a yin life, I was going to be killed?
??
Cold??
It's cold??
I felt like I was surrounded by a big block of ice, and I was about to freeze.
I shuddered, and suddenly opened my eyes.
It was dark in front of me, and I still didn't see anything.
I stared at me for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered the scene when I was buried alive.
Right now?? Am I dead?
Did I become a ghost too?
Just when I was in a trance, a light suddenly lit up in front of me, it was a candle, the candle was lit, and the candle flame burned slowly in the dark night.
Looking at the candle, I only felt a little familiar, but for a moment I couldn't remember where I had seen it.
After a while, a bright red shadow slowly came from the darkness, the bridge of the nose was high, the thin lips were a little pale, every place was delicate, but there were a pair of blood-red eyes on that face.
See these eyes. It suddenly occurred to me that this was not my dead groom?
How did I see him, is it because I'm dead that I'm with him?
I watched him slowly walk towards me, holding a candle in his hand, and when he walked up to me, he gently put the candle aside, sat down next to me, and reached out to touch my face.
The thin lips opened slightly: "You're awake."
There was still a cold and piercing feeling on my face, and I blinked my eyes and looked at him, and suddenly I lost the fear I had before.
Now I should be in the same category as him.
"Do you hate them?" The red-eyed groom said slowly. At this time, his voice was extremely clear, giving people a very cold feeling.
Hate?
Are those villagers referring to?
In an instant, a resentment welled up in my heart, and I gasped violently, but the fear of being buried alive instantly suppressed this hatred.
I hate that they buried me alive, that they didn't even know if I was digging a grave or not, and they buried me.
However, I am also afraid that they will not let me go until I die, and when they bury me alive, they are like a demon who kills people without blinking.
"Do you want to take back what they took from you?" The dead man and groom, word for word.
I wanted to, too, but I couldn't do anything about it right now.
It was at this point that I suddenly realized that something was wrong.
I died, why could I still feel the coldness of his body, I turned my head to look, and I saw the scene around me.
I lay on a bed, and the room I'm in now is where I first met him.
The difference was that there were no coffins in the house, and there were not so many white candles, so I didn't recognize them at first.
I was stunned, I am?? Not dead?
But I remember that I had been buried in the ground by them. I also heard the sound of dirt falling onto the lid of the coffin.
Why am I out again now?
The position of the heart suddenly thumped, I turned my head to look at the dead groom, opened my mouth, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Me??" Didn't you die?"
The thin lips suddenly pursed slightly, as if smiling.
I heard his nice voice and spit it out from his thin lips: "You are a phoenix, even if you die, you should not die at their hands."
"You are my person, you hate them, I will help you, I will always be by your side in the future, and no one will dare to bully you."
Listening to the dead groom say this, I completely understood that I was really not dead.
Originally, I thought that if I was buried alive, I would definitely die, but now I am alive again.
Tears came out in an instant.
I don't know if it's happy or sad.
I was very touched by what he said, and I didn't expect that all my sense of security, except for my grandfather, actually came from a ghost.
For the next period of time, I was with the dead groom.
I also learned his name, which was Goshimei, and when he learned that I was buried alive, he rescued me from the grave at the first time, and I was able to get my life back.
He has said more than once that he will help me go back to take revenge, and he will not let go of the people I hate.
But I didn't dare, the people in that village, everyone looked like people, but what they did made people feel more terrible than beasts.
The shadow of being buried alive has not dissipated until now, and I even forgot how to laugh and did not speak every day. Wait quietly.
I wanted to go back and get back the books and things my grandfather had left me, but when I mustered up the courage to go, I flinched back.
I'm afraid that they will bury me alive again after seeing that I am not dead, and even if there is a royal order behind my back, the fear that emanates from the bottom of my heart cannot be overcome.
For fear of being recognized, I cut my long hair short and made it look like a tomboy, and when I went out, I would wear a hat and wear tattered clothes.
Even here in the Imperial Division, I'm like that.
That's it, unconsciously, I've been here for two months, and every day is a blur, I don't know what I'm doing, and even the slightest wind and grass can scare me half to death.
Every time there are people around, I always feel like someone from the village is coming to me.
On this day, when the sun rose, I suddenly felt as if I hadn't been in the sun for a long time, and after hesitating for a while, I walked out of the gloomy house of Goshi Mei, ready to bask in the sun.
The sun was warm, just like when Grandpa was there.
I'm enjoying it. Suddenly two people walked in the distance, carrying hoes on their bodies, and kept talking about something.
Seeing that the two figures were a little familiar, I squinted and looked over, and then I was horrified to find that those two people were actually villagers in our village!
I didn't expect to meet them here!
I was startled and hurriedly turned around and wanted to go back.
But at this time, their voices reached my ears lightly.
"Eh, do you remember that Jiang Mianmian in our village?"
At the hearing of my name, I jerked to my feet. My body trembled.
"Remember, what's wrong?"
"Isn't it rumored in our village that she is a yin fate? Killed Lao Jiang, but do you know the real situation? Actually, Jiang Mianmian's original life was good, better than her grandfather's, and she was taken by the master, so the master borrowed some of her luck, afraid that she would retaliate in the future, so he used the excuse of letting her sacrifice those ghosts, so she gave this matter. “
Hearing this, I slammed into a slam and instantly felt like something had exploded in my head, and my brain was buzzing.
They are getting closer and closer to me. The voice became clearer and clearer, and I subconsciously hid behind a tree and listened secretly.
"Hey, don't talk nonsense, that master is obviously saving our village, Jiang Mianmian dug Lao Jiang's grave, Lao Jiang came back to kill people, if it wasn't for his granddaughter to sacrifice the ghost, maybe there are no living people in our village now." A man with a hoe on his back, with a face full of disbelief.
"That's the case on the face, but if you think about it, why does the master help our village so much? I heard that I didn't even ask for money. Who would do such a thankless job? If it's not a little good, then how can the master come over? Our village chief has invited several masters before, but they are all too tricky to come, do you know the reason?"
"How do you know that?"
"I, I know a lot, the people in our village, in fact, know a little bit, but they haven't debunked it, after all, this kind of thing, the reputation of our entire village is not good, and you are kept in the dark, it's a pity that Jiang Mianmian, until he died, he didn't figure out why he was buried, it's really pitiful?? But she did a good thing for us before she died, at least when she died, his grandfather's ghost wouldn't come back to us. “
"Also, I heard that Lao Jiang's house was haunted before, and there was also the master's reason, and the master had already taken a fancy to their family's luck, so he designed such a play. But the village chief is really, Lao Jiang and his granddaughter have been dead for so long, the village chief still doesn't let us go to his house, Lao Jiang is not short of money when he is alive, the grave he guards is all rich people, he must have a lot of money in his family, everyone in our village has been killed by Lao Jiang, how can we compensate for some mental damages, hey, it's a pity. “
"Don't, don't talk nonsense, you still think about dead people's things? You are brave enough to be fat, and you are not afraid of getting entangled in dirty things, and also, you say so, master, beware of the master making trouble for you. “
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it, but?? Do you think she'll turn into a ghost and come back to us? After all, we've all blended it. “
"Don't talk nonsense, it's weird in broad daylight." The other man hurriedly stopped.
"Do you ever feel the cold around you? By the way, this place used to be a cemetery, and I've heard that it was haunted!"
"It seems to be a little, hey, don't say it, don't say it, hurry up and work, these words will rot in the stomach in the future, don't spread it out, after all, it's not a glorious thing."
As he spoke, the two men quickened their pace and walked quickly into the distance.
I stood behind the tree, and when they were far away, I felt cold and my face tense.
Borrowed by the master??
Just to hide his sins, he buried me alive under the pretext.
Is this really the case?
I thought of the last glance the village chief had given me, and there seemed to be real guilt in it, and the villagers, who seemed to have expected the master to do that, were not surprised at all.
Two months ago, one by one, came into my mind as if it had just happened yesterday.
Two months, finally made me less timid and afraid, but let me know this again.
An unprecedented hatred welled up in my heart.
I also heard my grandfather tell me about borrowing luck, that is, if a person is very lucky, after being borrowed by someone, he will be very unlucky. In severe cases, death can occur.
Now think about it, if grandpa's life was really excellent, why did that happen to him later?
In the dark, it really seems like someone is arranging it.
Including the grave I suddenly saw that day, and the things that came back with me, they definitely didn't come out for no reason.
Grandpa said that people can not know ghosts and gods, but they must not be disrespectful, as long as they keep to themselves and do not deliberately do something disrespectful to ghosts and gods, nothing will happen.
I didn't do anything to break the rules of the grave keeper that day, although I had been curious before, but I also kept to myself, but when I went there by myself that day, the grave appeared, and that kind of situation was impossible before that day.
When he said this, it dawned on me, but it was too late.
Maybe Grandpa had already guessed it, but Grandpa didn't tell me, just told me to live well and let me learn the content of that book.
Goatee Master??
Chief??
And everyone in the village, I hate it so much.
I really want to scratch the face of the goatee master, I want to beat him hard, I want him to taste the suffering that grandpa has suffered.
But now I am. I can't even beat an adult, what am I going to do in the face of so many people in the village?
My mind was in a mess, and it wasn't until I raised my head that I suddenly realized that I had unknowingly walked to the entrance of the village!
At this moment, it is not early, the sun has already set in the west, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar village in front of me, I feel a panic in my heart, I want to leave.
At this time, I suddenly saw a person sitting on the stone pier at the entrance of the village.
The man was rickety. Holding a pack of cigarettes in his hand and smoking, several cigarette butts had fallen under his feet, and the old man's face was full of wrinkles and sadness.
Isn't that who the village chief is?
I remember that in the past, the village chief smoked, but because of old age and fear of early death, he forcibly quit smoking, and told the people in the village that he would never touch a cigarette again, and now he smokes again.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I came back, I ran into the person I least wanted to see.
As the head of a village, the village chief did not administer justice for me and my grandfather, and he was the most terrible person except for the goatee master.
I took a few steps back, and just as I was about to turn around, the village chief, who was sitting on the stone pier, suddenly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, turned his head, and saw me at a glance.
Seeing the tattered clothes I was wearing, the village chief waved his hand at me: "Whose child are you?" Why haven't I seen you? Are you lost?"
It occurred to me that I had no long hair now, and I was still wearing a hat and my clothes were in tatters, and the village chief probably didn't recognize me.
I kept my head down and stood still.
Now I am very nervous, but I really want to go to my house and see what my grandfather left me, I have to take out. That was grandpa's last wish.
Seeing that I didn't speak, the village chief stood up, patted the dirt on his body, picked up his crutches, and walked slowly towards me.
"Why don't you speak? Don't be afraid, I'm the village chief here, you tell me, your father??"
My heart sank a little, the village chief was so enthusiastic about a stranger, but he couldn't do justice for the people in the village.
As soon as my brain was hot, I couldn't help but raise my head, glare, and look at the village chief.
When he saw my face, the village chief's original frowning brows suddenly dispersed, and his original worried look was suddenly replaced by horror.
His somewhat rickety body trembled slightly, and after a long time, he stretched out his finger and pointed at me tremblingly, "You, you're not dead?"
I didn't speak.
"No, no, I must have read it wrong." The village chief hurriedly closed his eyes and rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Now I want to escape, I regret a little, why did I just look up, but behind me was a cold body, with a familiar cold breath on my body.
In an instant, I suddenly settled down.
The unique clear voice of the Imperial Master sounded in my ears: "Do you want to kill him?" And?? People from your village?"
At this time, the village chief raised his head again, and after confirming that it was me, the panic in his eyes turned into panic again, and he hurriedly pushed me as if he didn't see the imperial commander behind me.
"Go, go, you go." As he spoke, he looked around as if he was worried about something.
I was a little curious in my heart, the village chief didn't arrest me? I thought he was going to bury me alive again, why did he let me go now?
Isn't what happened in the village like the two villagers said before?
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