"Wake up, wake up, wake up! Get out of here! ”

The young man lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils shrank slightly, and he turned his head to look sideways, a faint figure stood beside the bed, the young man rubbed his eyes, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

He sat up violently, and it was still noisy outside, beating gongs and drums, and the sound of suona was endless.

Rubbing his temples, could it be that he was too tired, so he was dazzled?

The boy got up and put on a gray tweed coat and went downstairs, and the hall on the first floor was arranged as a mourning hall, and a black coffin was placed next to it, and the coffin was rested on a dark red wooden bench, and the coffin was closed.

At one end was the offering table, which was filled with offerings, and under the other end of the coffin was a sleeping lamp, as well as the shoes of the deceased.

The dirt on the shoes has dried, with the toe facing inward and the heel facing outward.

It is said that if the coffin is placed directly on the ground, the deceased will absorb the evil qi of the earth and cause the corpse to change, so it will be isolated by a stool.

On the left and right sides of the hall are hanging picture scrolls, on which are painted statues of gods, some fierce gods, some show mercy, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe is singing something with his eyes closed at the moment, and he is still holding a wooden fish in his hand to beat, seeing this scene, the young man laughed and laughed, and did not dare to make a sound, after all, the occasion was serious.

There is a simple greenhouse outside the house, and many villagers gather in the shed, and then there are many fruit plates, everyone is eating melon seeds, eating candy, and chatting.

At this time, several people dressed in linen and filial piety came out and knelt in front of the coffin, and a Taoist stood in front of them and began to sing again, the voice was short and short, high and low, and somewhat indistinct.

"Zhen Ling, why haven't you changed your clothes yet, it's about to start."

An elderly uncle came over, with a cigarette in his mouth, and began to urge.

This uncle is Ma Zhenling's second uncle, and he also notified the young man to come back for the funeral, and it was the young man's uncle who died.

The boy found a white cloth in the next room, put it on his head, and put another one on his shoulder, and then walked out and knelt down with some relatives.

Next, the man gave each of them a lighted incense stick and took them around the coffin and the shed.

Ma Zhenling never thought that his uncle died when he was so young, and he died too suddenly, and his relatives said that he died of a sudden illness, but he had never heard of anything wrong with his uncle.

He suddenly saw a familiar figure standing behind the crowd sitting in the shed, and when he saw this figure, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help but stop, and his body was trembling faintly.

Reaching out and rubbing his eyes, the figure was still there, although he was extremely scared in his heart, but after gritting his teeth, he still walked over.

Seeing him coming, the man turned around and walked into the darkness, Ma Zhenling following closely behind him.

The sound of gongs and drums behind him was much quieter, no matter how Ma Zhenling chased after him, this person walked unhurriedly, but he couldn't catch up, looking at it through the bright moonlight, he found that this person actually had no shadow, in addition, his feet were on tiptoe, and, barefoot, no shoes.

"Uncle! Uncle! ”

Ma Zhenling stopped, gasped, and shouted loudly.

The man stopped moving, and turned slowly, his face expressionless, pale and weird, and blood spilling from his eyes, nostrils, and the corners of his mouth.

He raised his hand and pointed to the distance, and Mu Ne's voice sounded: "Go...... Leave...... Get out of here. ”

Ma Zhenling was about to ask what was going on, but found that he couldn't move, the soles of his feet seemed to be sticking to a layer of glue, and his whole body was extremely cold.

"Let it go...... Leave him alone, he ...... He's my nephew! ”

The uncle pounced on Ma Zhenling, but only halfway through, a strange white palm poked out from behind him, this palm grabbed his neck, and the next moment dragged him into the darkness and disappeared.

Ma Zhenling's consciousness was a little drowsy, and his eyelids couldn't help but close, and he felt that his body was getting colder and colder, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

At this moment, a young man suddenly walked out of the darkness, this young man was seventeen or eighteen years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome facial features, carrying a huge duffel bag behind him, his face was expressionless, and he picked up a yellow talisman in his hand.

"Don't meddle with things."

A gloomy voice suddenly sounded on Ma Zhenling's body, this voice was sharp and extremely weird.

The young man sneered, continued to walk forward, and said at the same time: "I just neglected and let him run here, you better not touch him, because he is covered by me." ”

After speaking, the young man walked to Ma Zhenling's side, the yellow talisman in his hand was pressed against his forehead, and he shouted in a low voice: "Heaven and earth, all evils retreat, urgent as law!" Chi! ”

The yellow talisman was imprinted on his forehead, and it immediately burst into flames, and a strange and distorted shadow fell out of Ma Zhenling's body and disappeared into the night.

The strange thing is that when this yellow talisman burned, it did not hurt Ma Zhenling, not even a single hair.

Ma Zhenling slowly opened his eyes, saw the young man, was stunned, and said, "Ah Yue, why are you here?" What just happened? ”

He rubbed his temples and tried to stand still, the strange chill in his body gradually subsided.

The center of his eyebrows was still a little warm, and this power made him feel a lot better.

"Zhenling, what are you doing here, hurry back."

The second uncle frowned and ran out, walked over with a cigarette in his mouth, and saw the backpacker boy next to him, revealing a hint of inquiry.

Ma Zhenling put down his hand, and after his pale face regained a little ruddy, he said slowly: "This is my college roommate, Qing Liyue, he came to see me." ”

Qing Liyue nodded, glanced at her second uncle, and said, "I'll come over to help." ”

"Very good, I'm tired all the way, hurry back and rest."

The second uncle smiled at Qing Liyue, and then walked towards the spirit shed.

"You're just a bad old man, nothing serious."

Qing Liyue saw the young man looking at him sullenly, and suddenly chuckled and said.

Ma Zhenling rubbed his hands as he walked back, a little puzzled, and said to himself: "Is it really that I am sick, and my uncle has never appeared at all?" ”

"Why did you suddenly come back alone, didn't we say okay, go out of the house, you have to be accompanied by me, otherwise who will take care of you if you are sick?"

Qing Liyue seemed to be a little angry, and her tone was a lot colder.

Ma Zhenling scratched his hair embarrassedly and said, "I know, I won't be in the future, but this time it's too sudden, didn't I send you a message, you're already doing an internship now, you actually came over, aren't you afraid that the internship opportunity will be gone?" ”

"It doesn't matter, I don't make a fortune from this job."

Qing Liyue sneered, took off her package, and threw it to Ma Zhenling.

After returning to my uncle's house, it happened that the Taoist had already begun to rest, and my cousin and cousin-in-law's face was a little numb, and they even scolded in their mouths.

This form of the countryside is very important, therefore, these filial sons have suffered a lot, sometimes kneeling for half an hour, and most of the surrounding villagers are watching the excitement.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, the villagers were almost gone, leaving some relatives behind, and then handed over the task of keeping the spirit to Ma Zhenling.

has lived in his uncle's house since he was a child, and his parents are working hard outside, so he still has deep feelings for his uncle.

Lights hung in the shed outside, and the rooms in the small building were brightly lit, but the surroundings seemed quiet.

Those Taoist people just ordered the sleeping light not to be extinguished, and left in a hurry.

"Cousin, what kind of illness did my uncle get and suddenly go?"

Ma Zhenling sat next to his cousin, who was playing with his mobile phone at the moment, and when he heard his words, he was slightly stunned, then raised his head and said, "I don't know, I work in the city, and you don't know." ”

My cousin is thirty years old, but she is well maintained, and she looks like she is in her early twenties, although it is a funeral, but she is still cleaned up, and after hearing that she came back to cry, she never shed half a tear again.

"I died violently, I died on the tea mountain, and when I pulled it back, I lost a lot of weight, hey."

The man with the second uncle holding a cigarette appeared, and early in the morning, the eldest uncle went to Chashan, and did not come back until the evening, and the family went to look for it, and found the body in Chashan.

The second uncle was present at the time, so he knew very well.

"Can I still see my uncle's body?"

Ma Zhenling didn't feel good in his heart, gritted his teeth, stood up and asked.

"No, letting you close to the coffin is already conniving at you, and you still want to see the corpse? Not afraid of getting sick? ”

Qing Liyue walked over with a cup of tea, took a sip lightly, and said with a frown.

The cousin looked at Qing Liyue curiously, the corners of her mouth curled slightly, and said, "Zhen Ling, this is the classmate Qing Liyue who can help you heal?" It looks familiar. ”

Ma Zhenling nodded, grinned at him, and said, "With you, it doesn't matter if you get sick, isn't there a great doctor like you." ”

Qing Liyue was angry and said: "The body is yours, not mine, if you have to practice yourself, I can't care about it, open the coffin." ”

The cousin and the second uncle looked at each other, the second uncle glanced at the direction of the coffin, spit out the smoke ring, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said: "The coffin has not been sealed yet, and you can still see it now, but after sealing the coffin, you can't see it, are you sure you want to see it?" Don't be scared. ”

Hearing the second uncle's words, a trace of fear appeared on the cousin's face, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Zhen Ling, you really want to see, my father's death is a little weird, and it is indeed a little scary." ”

It seems that my cousin rushed back and saw my uncle, otherwise, I wouldn't have said this, after all, it was my father.

The young man nodded very stubbornly, his uncle had been very good to him since he was a child, and he felt guilty that he didn't see the last side of the body, and he wanted to verify what he thought.

The second uncle sighed, took out three lit sticks of incense and handed them to me, but my cousin retreated to the door and stood in the shed, the fear on her face still not subsided.

At this time, the wind picked up outside the house, blowing the white lanterns outside, and the paper money in the corner flew.

Qing Liyue sighed, shook her head, and quietly stood behind Ma Zhenling, holding a yellow talisman between her fingertips.

The lid of the coffin was pushed open, and a strange black gas escaped from the coffin, Qing Liyue reached out and grabbed Ma Zhenling's collar and pulled it back, and threw out the yellow talisman in his hand, this yellow talisman immediately burned when it encountered these black gases, the flames collapsed, and the black qi disappeared.

The second uncle glanced at Qing Liyue in some surprise, his eyes fell on the coffin, his mouth opened in fright, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

Ma Zhenling walked in and saw that his scalp was numb, and the hairs on his body stood up.

The uncle's face lying in the coffin was as thin as a skeleton, his eyes were round, and there were traces of blood flowing from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, but they were dry and black.

"Why, why is this happening."

Ma Zhenling staggered, holding the coffin with both hands, seeing his uncle so miserable, his nose was sore, he reached in and wanted to cover his uncle's eyes, but as soon as he touched it, he felt that something was lost in his body, and he wanted to withdraw from his palm, but he found that something was wrong.

He seemed to see his uncle's body move suddenly, and in shock, he immediately planned to withdraw his hand, but his hand seemed to be stuck to his uncle's face, and he immediately panicked.

At this time, the flame of the sleeping lamp in one corner was in full bloom, and a faint shadow walked in from the outside and crashed into the coffin.

Qing Liyue didn't know where to pick up a handful of rice and sprinkle it into the coffin, and at the same time grabbed Ma Zhenling with one hand, and pulled it back, Ma Zhenling was about to cry, although his friend helped him, he also left the coffin, but when his palm was withdrawn, his uncle actually sat up.

The uncle tilted his head, his eyes were round and looking at Ma Zhenling, the corpse's arm was raised, pointing out of the gate, and his mouth suddenly opened: "Go...... All leave...... You all leave. ”