Grandpa's death was very strange, and even broke my perception of the dead, and after his death, my grandfather's body could still move, and he even went home by himself.

And now I'm almost certain that when I carried my grandfather's corpse to the ancestral grave at night, and met so many ghosts to see him off, the voice was indeed made by my grandfather.

Now my grandfather has left me such a chapter of shrouds, and the contents on it are also left by my grandfather, can this be done by a dead man?

I don't dare to deny it, but I don't dare to make such a decisive conclusion.

My mind was full of those lines, and the content of those words was obvious, let me run away, and don't trust anyone.

Who is anyone here referring to? Could it be that even my dad is included?

The sudden appearance of shroud strips completely confused my mind, and the grandfather incident happened in the house, after these few days, Mr. Liang's position in my heart has become very important.

But now this sudden situation made me completely unresponsive.

Originally, I wanted to tell my dad about it, but when I thought of the content on the strip of cloth, I couldn't help but think a little more, not to be wary of my dad.

Since the person who left this sentence asked me not to trust anyone, perhaps because I was afraid that the more people who knew, it would be easy to startle the snake.

If this is really the case, then the target can be locked almost instantly, and the allusion is definitely Mr. Liang.

At this moment, I thought of the two little scarecrows in Mr. Liang's house, which were probably not as simple as they seemed.

I took a deep breath, thinking too much now is fruitless, I plan to sleep first, maybe something will go wrong in the rest of the time.

I have a faint premonition, grandpa's death, I'm afraid it's just the beginning, how did grandpa die? It's all unknown, but I'm sure Grandpa was killed.

Lying in bed, I had a little insomnia, and before I knew it, I was still groggy and fell asleep, and the next morning, I was woken up by my dad's exclamations.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw a figure in a shroud standing next to me again, and my heart went into cardiac arrest for a moment, and my grandfather came back again.

As always, my grandfather's hand grabbed my wrist, but just as my dad's shout fell, my grandfather's hand holding my wrist suddenly let go.

At this moment, the grandfather looked even more hideous, and there was something red flowing on the nose and ears that were originally blocked with cinnabar.

It's like blood, and it's like cinnabar, this thing sets off the grandfather's face even more terrifying.

"Half a catty, hurry up and call Mr. Liang, it's really not good, just burn the corpse!"

My dad's voice was a little hurried, and my heart was beating rapidly, I was already a little overwhelmed at the moment, I rolled over and got out of bed, went straight out, and arrived at Mr. Liang's house, without waiting for me to speak, Mr. Liang knew that something was wrong.

Directly with things, rushed towards our house, and the moment I saw my grandfather at my house, Mr. Liang's body kicked back two steps.

"Brother Li, aren't you forcing me to burn my body?"

A helpless voice came out of Mr. Liang's mouth, and I did see a touch of helplessness on the old man's face.

At this time, my father also asked Mr. Liang in a low voice, the situation is a little out of control, what should be done!

I understood what my dad meant, this was a disguised consent to Mr. Liang's burning of the body, I hurriedly spoke up, saying that I don't want to try again, right? It really doesn't work, burn it again.

Watching my grandfather being burned like this, I really felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, so I wanted to fight for the last glimmer of hope.

Just as I finished speaking, there was a silence in the room, and my grandmother kept crying, asking Mr. Liang if he could think of another way? Obviously, I don't want to see my grandfather burned.

"I'm at the door tonight, and I want to see how I got back."

Suddenly, Mr. Liang's deep voice spread, and after he finished speaking, Mr. Liang asked my father and I to put my grandfather's body on the bed, and after covering it, Mr. Liang asked my father to hurry up and buy a big black dog.

Ordinary dogs are easy to get, but it's a little difficult to get a big black dog, but in this situation, you have to get it even if you try your best.

After Mr. Liang finished speaking, he said that he went to the village chief's house, while my father went out to find the big black dog, and after a while, Mr. Liang came back.

He was still holding something like a rope in his hand, and I noticed Mr. Liang's face, which was extremely heavy from the beginning, and still did not ease up at all.

My dad came back at noon, and went out for several hours, and when he came back, my dad had a big black dog in his hand, and as soon as the black dog reached the door of our yard, he began to bark wildly.

At this time, Mr. Liang stood up in one step, holding the wooden basin he had asked his grandmother to find before, and walked directly towards the big black dog at the gate of the yard.

And a firewood knife appeared in Mr. Liang's hand, and when he got to the black dog, I saw Mr. Liang grab the big black dog and directly cut the throat of the black dog.

Suddenly, black dog blood continued to flow out of the mouth, and in a moment, the big black dog was silent.

Mr. Liang took the black dog blood, went directly to the house, and threw the circle of rope he had found before into the black dog blood.

Later, a big rooster was also slaughtered directly, and the rooster's blood was integrated into the basin of black dog blood, and finally cinnabar.

Mr. Liang poured a lot of cinnabar into the basin, and after finishing this, Mr. Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said out loud.

"Alright, let's wait until evening."

Mr. Liang didn't say much, so he went straight to the room and sat down in front of his grandfather's corpse.

Mr. Liang didn't even eat until it was dark.

I saw that Mr. Liang directly took out the rope that was soaked in the wooden basin, and the rope had been soaked in dark black at this time.

Even the moment the rope was taken out, I smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Let's go, go in and help with the corpse."

Touching the blood rope in his hand a little, Mr. Liang's deep voice suddenly came, and my father and I glanced at each other, and followed Mr. Liang directly into the room.

Mr. Liang asked my father and I to wrap my grandfather's stone in a black cloth, and then he directly took out the blood rope in his hand and began to wrap it around my grandfather's body.

The whole corpse was wrapped tightly around this blood rope, looking at this scene, my heart sank slightly, I don't know if it has any effect this time.

When it was all done, Mr. Liang tied the rope in a strange knot, and after a while, I saw that Mr. Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Carry the corpse into the ancestral grave, I will personally guard outside tonight."

Mr. Liang said in a deep voice, I will still carry the corpse, but tonight, there was no accident, and I went directly to the ancestral grave in one breath.

And grandpa's grave is still the same, without the slightest trace of passivity, but grandpa's body still weirdly came out of the grave.

My father and Mr. Liang began to dig the grave and buried my grandfather in the coffin again, and Mr. Liang's heavy voice was also heard.

"Brother Li, this is my last resort, if something goes wrong, I can really only burn the corpse."

After that, we filled in the grave and left the ancestral grave directly.

That night, Mr. Liang told us to go directly into the house to sleep, while he carried a stool to the outside yard, with a cigarette roll in his mouth in the back, so that we could sleep peacefully.

Eventually, Mr. Liang called me, and he whispered to me that if something happened to him, he would ask me to pick up someone at the station in town, and he had already called in advance.

I was a little caught off guard when I heard the sound, but Mr. Liang didn't say anything more and told me to go and rest quickly.

With Mr. Liang in charge, our family is a lot more down-to-earth, but I still think about what Mr. Liang said, and I still don't dare to sleep in my own room.

Knowing that Mr. Liang was outside, I slept fairly soundly this night.

It wasn't until early the next morning that a heart-rending roar woke me up completely, and the moment I heard the sound, I suddenly fell out of bed and sat up.

I clearly heard my dad's voice, and my dad shouted: Uncle Liang!

I had an extremely ominous premonition in my heart, jumped out of bed, ran outside, and when I arrived in the lobby, I was completely shocked by the scene in front of me and froze in place.

Mr. Liang, dead.