In a quiet space, such a loud voice suddenly popped up on the phone, which was really terrifying.

After connecting the phone, I said to Liang Yuan that I was busy now, and before I hung up the phone, I suddenly thought of Meimei.

I quickly asked her how the child was doing.

I was relieved to hear Liang Yuan say that Meimei had gone up to the second floor to rest.

It seems that the trafficker hasn't done anything to her yet, tomorrow after my grandmother's funeral, I'll go back quickly, with me, I must not let Meimei have an accident.

Liang Yuan wanted to say something more, so I said that there was something wrong and hung up the phone.

After going out, I walked through the passage again, and this time, I didn't meet the woman again.

Seeing that I didn't look very good when I came out, Tang Muzhou asked me what was wrong. I asked him if he had seen the woman in red come out, and he shook his head and said he couldn't see it.

When I returned to the coffin, I told Tang Muzhou everything that happened inside.

He listened and pondered and didn't speak, and I glanced at my aunt and grandmother in the coffin again, and the red dress on her body was red and dripping blood.

"Who the hell is that woman? How could she ......"

As I was talking, I glanced at the woman in the red dress and found that the woman in the red dress was actually standing in front of my aunt's altar at this moment, with her long hair covering her face. One of her hands was reaching for the oil lamp beneath her aunt's portrait.

At this moment, there is not a trace of wind in the hall.

The candle flame of the ever-bright lamp burned in a straight line.

The woman's hand is about to grab the candle flame, this is the "incense" of the An family, and the cousin has instructed that this must not be broken, otherwise it will endanger the next generation of the family.

Thinking of this, I was anxious and yelled at her:

"Stop!"

The woman was startled, Tang Muzhou also turned around, and when he saw the woman in red, he also screamed, and then ran towards the spiritual platform.

The woman withdrew her hand, and she ran back to the passage with agility.

Tang Muzhou also chased after him.

In the mourning hall, calm was restored again.

I looked at my aunt in the coffin, her appearance was still serene, her hands clasped in front of her chest, and between her fingers, a chanterelle thing loomed.

When my aunt was young, I heard my grandmother talk about it.

In those days, she was indeed a pioneer woman. At least in terms of daring to love and hate, I'm really inferior to her.

When I was in college, I had a few nondescript relationships.

But there has never been such a vigorous aunt and grandmother.

Every time, people didn't want me, and then I ran to the downstairs of the boys' dormitory, crying, singing, sending flowers and lighting candles.

I made the whole building of boys crowd onto the balcony and look at me like a monster.

And my male god, seeing me from now on, is like seeing a plague god, as long as he sees me from afar, he immediately avoids it.

On the road of feelings, I Tang Xiaofan is a failure.

Looking at my aunt's remains, I was filled with emotion.

Beauty is in the bones, not in the skin, even if the aunt is lying in the coffin, she is still a beauty embryo.

I have to admit that beautiful women, in all respects, have an advantage.

After my aunt was abandoned by the poor scholar, she casually married a local tyrant in the county. The groom's official picture is not just that his aunt and grandmother are beautiful.

If she looks like me, I guess she will be raised at home and become an old girl.

Looking at my aunt's face, I felt so sad for myself.

My aunt's red dress was made of ordinary linen. I really can't figure out my aunt's unmatched dress, this An family is so rich, isn't it easy to buy a decent old dress for my aunt and grandmother.

No matter how bad it is, find a random set of clothes that my aunt and grandmother wore before her death, and put them on her, which is more decent than these clothes.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a gust of wind blew up from the coffin.

The wind blew in my face from the inside.

I took a step back, and with a touch of my aunt's hand, a dark figure leaped out of it. As it lunged at me, its wings flapped against my face, and I immediately flashed back.

That's right, it's the cave bat again.

At this moment, it stood on the edge of the coffin, and on its wings hung something the size of an egg, like a plastic stone, which glowed with a layer of golden light under the light of the candle.

The thing was in the shape of a droplet, strung with black thread, and some beads were strung together to match.

I looked into the coffin again, and my aunt's hands were spread out, and what was originally in the palm of my hand had been taken away by the bat.

Judging by the shape of the thing, it should be a giant beeswax.

Chanterelle kind.

It must have been the beloved thing of my aunt and grandmother during her lifetime, so it was held in the palm of my aunt's hand when I was buried.

This thing is worth a little money now, and this one can be sold for twenty or thirty thousand depending on its condition. But when my aunt and grandmother were young, it wasn't really valuable. Grandma can take it so seriously, it must be something of some significance.

Since it's my aunt's beloved, and now it's been taken away by this bat, I can't sit idly by.

So, I glared at the bat.

Relying on the ointment that Tang Muzhou rubbed on me, the numbing sensation in my palms had disappeared.

Thinking that he was poisoned by this thing, if he couldn't find the dendrobium, he would die in danger. I'm only twenty-five years old, and I haven't married or had children, and I just died, which is not worth it.

My anger rises in my heart.

So, looking left and right, there were a few spare white candles on the table, and I ran over and grabbed the largest one, and waved it at the big bat.

When this thing saw that I was going to hit it, it flew out with a hula.

I didn't follow, and I chased after it.

Luckily, the thing was hovering outside the hall, and it stopped at the tree after flying a section. I let it out, I'm already poisoned anyway, it's a big deal to be bitten by it again.

So, wherever it stopped, I swung my arms at it.

After a while, the thing was probably tired, and after it squeaked twice, it dropped the droplet-shaped piece of beeswax on the ground as soon as its wings were retracted.

A flash of thunder just now did not show a heavy downpour, but instead summoned the full moon hidden in the dark clouds.

I saw that the bat seemed to fly into the middle of the moon, and it was very mysterious.

Picking up the beeswax, it was light, the size of an egg, quite smooth.

There is also a thick layer of pulp on it, and it seems that my aunt and grandmother have been playing with it in the palm of her hand before her death.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and I was lucky to get this thing back, otherwise I'd be sorry for my aunt.

Back in the lobby, Tang Muzhou had already returned.

I hurriedly asked him if he had found the woman? He shook his head: "As soon as I entered, she disappeared. But I found that there was more than one small room in the passage, and ...... on the other side."

As soon as he said this, his gaze froze suddenly.

I asked him what was wrong, but Tang Muzhou pointed to my aunt's altar and asked me to look.

When I looked that way, I paused.

I saw that under the portrait of my aunt and grandmother, the lantern that had been on before was extinguished......