In the grandmother's hut, there are several portraits, one of which is exactly the same as this child, and the portrait belongs to the second grandfather.

"A little brat, what kind of three corpse incense to buy?" Chen Xi raised his hand and slapped the little boy on the back of the head.

"You're hitting me again?" The little boy snorted and looked back.

I noticed that he said "again", and the familiarity in his words and the tone of his voice all showed that this kid was very familiar with Chen Xi.

"Kid, what's your name?"

I tried to keep my tone as calm as I could and took a step forward.

"Guess?"

The little boy turned his head, the corners of his mouth hooked upward, and there was an inexplicable hint in his eyes.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Chen Xi slapped him on the back of the head again.

"You?"

The little boy shuddered angrily, and a short body ran past me and rushed out.

"Husband, don't be like a little kid!"

I just wanted to catch up, but Chen Xi came out from behind the counter and hugged my arm, and made a coquettish appearance.

I gave the fat man a look, and the fat man understood in seconds and chased him out.

"Who the hell are you?"

I looked sideways at Chen Xi and asked in a deep voice.

Chen Xi was just a high school student before she died, but her performance in the past two days was completely different from before.

"Husband, you murder me again!" Chen Xi's eyes were hazy with tears, and a ball of softness rubbed against my arm.

"Don't do this!"

I directly withdrew my hand and looked at Chen Xi coldly.

"Husband!"

Chen Xi dragged a long voice, tears falling from his eyes.

I looked at her coldly for a while, and the fat man came back panting, "Brother, the person is gone, that little kid is running too fast." ”

"Let's go, I'll take you home!"

I took my eyes off Chen Xi and pulled the fat man out.

"Brother, sister-in-law?" The fat man was stunned for a moment.

"Let's go!"

I spat out a word, with a hint of coldness.

When the fat man saw that I was on fire, he didn't say much and followed me out.

Chen Xi didn't move, just looked at me pitifully.

"Brother, what kind of incense is the three corpses?"

After getting into the car, the fat man asked.

"Incense for the dead, or for ghosts." I was a little impatient, and I had a fire in my heart.

The fat man rarely didn't get to the bottom of it, and the car fell silent for a while.

"It's here!"

Five minutes later, the car stopped opposite the Longhua community.

"Brother, call me if you have something, don't hold it alone!"

Before getting out of the car, the fat man said.

"Hmm!"

I nodded, closed the door, turned around, and headed straight out of town.

For the remaining eleven days, I can't bear it, and I want to go back to the countryside to meet my grandmother in person.

There have been too many things happening in the past few days, the mysterious woman on her back, Chen Xi came back from the dead, her head fell off, but she came to the store to buy incense, and the little boy who looked like the second grandfather.

I can't get through a day without asking.

To be honest, my patience is not very good, and my temper is not very good.

What would happen to a person if, from the time he was sensible, he knew that he would live to be thirty years old at most?

I have many uncles, nine of whom I have met, and I do not see a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

Struggle, despair, depravity, indulgence, and then death, this is what I see the most.

Especially my father, I was ten years old when he died, and he spent the last two years completely in a state of madness, only to return to normal before his birthday.

Death is not actually scary, what is scary is the process of waiting for death, especially since you don't know when death will come.

At 12:40, the car stopped outside the old house.

As before, the gate was locked, and I jumped in from the courtyard wall, and I went straight to my grandmother's house.

The door was inserted from the inside, and I pulled out the black skin, inserted it along the crack of the door, and cut the latch open, and the moment I opened the door, a cold breath burst out.

I shuddered with excitement and hesitated for a moment before stepping inside.

The curtains in the living room were drawn, it was pitch black, giving it an eerie feeling, I pulled the light rope and the light didn't come on.

"Broken?"

I muttered, went to the window and opened the curtains, and the sunlight poured in instantly, but there was no trace of temperature, but it was even colder.

"Ma'am?"

Looking around, I whispered.

No one responded.

The bedroom was also empty.

Coming out of the living room, I went around to the kitchen and to the cottage at the back.

The hut is also a house, there is an offering table, grandfather's tablet and several grandfathers' photos, and a kang connected to the stove, it is very warm in winter, and then I don't know why, I was picked up by my grandmother.

When I opened the door, I saw a row of posthumous photos, the second one on the left was the second grandfather, exactly the same as the little boy who came to the store today.

"Ma'am?"

I let out a slow breath and pulled the door open a little more.

No one responded, and a black coffin came into my sight.

The elderly in rural areas have the habit of preparing for their own funeral, such as making their own shrouds and quilts, but coffins, due to the benefits of cremation, are rarely seen.

The coffin was black skin, with an oily shiny, the coffin lid was not closed, half left, I thought about it, walked over and looked at it, and a wrinkled, iron-blue face came into my sight.

"Ma'am?"

I was startled and reached out.

The wings of the nose were cold, there was no breath, the carotid artery did not beat, and the grandmother died.

"Ma'am!"

My heart ached, and tears fell.

I don't have a mother, since I can remember, it's my grandmother who accompanied me and coaxed me, and now that she is gone, I have no relatives anymore.

Tears blurred his eyes, his neck suddenly cooled, and a pair of thin hands touched him and pulled down violently.

"Ahh

I exclaimed, and the man was planted in the coffin, and a pair of brown and yellow pupils met my eyes.

"Ma'am?"

I struggled to spit out two words, and the hands pressed me into the coffin again, and at the same time pushed upwards and jumped out.

I gasped for breath and crawled out, when the lid of the coffin suddenly slipped over, and it was dark, and I was locked in the coffin.

"Ma'am? Wife? ”

I screamed while pounding the coffin lid, tossing for a long time, but there was no response, but I was tired of tossing.

After a pause, I calmed down.

Grandma's situation is very abnormal, especially the pair of pupils, which don't look like people at all, and the hands that come from above, the power that comes from them is not at all something that a ninety-year-old man can emit.

And this coffin, when did Grandma prepare it?

It's impossible to go out on your own, and my grandmother didn't mean to let me out, so I took out my phone and wanted to call the fat man, but I accidentally found that there was no signal.

I pounded the coffin, and a sandalwood scent came in, and I sniffed it twice, and my consciousness gradually became confused, and I fainted.

When consciousness returned, it was still dark, and I tried to figure around, but I was still in the coffin.

I raised my phone and glanced at the time, and at 10:20 p.m., I slept for almost ten hours, and the signal was still not there.

"Mom, there must be a limit to eccentricity!"

At this moment, a slightly immature children's voice came from outside.

This voice sounds familiar to me.

"Mom, the second child is right!"

Another voice rang out.

The sound was unpleasant, like the sound of a rag tearing.

"What, want to rebel?"

A shrill voice sounded, listening to the tone, it should be Grandma, but Grandma's voice is not like this.

There was silence.

"Get out!"

Grandma's shrill voice rang out again.

"Mom, can you protect him for a while, can you still protect him for a lifetime?" Said the man with a child's voice.

"Mom, we've paid enough!" Another said.

"I've given you all your lives!" Grandma said gloomily.

There was silence again.

Squeak!

A shrill voice broke the silence, and the lid of the coffin was slid open, and a ray of light shone in, revealing the gloomy face of the grandmother.

"Come out!"

Grandma said in a sharp voice, and coughed twice after speaking.

"Ma'am?"

I crawled out of the coffin, a question mark on my head.

Just now, the two people called the grandmother mother, and one of them called the other the second child, that is to say, the person who sang the child should be my second grandfather, I said how the voice sounded so familiar, he had been to the store during the day.

The other person is probably the grandfather.

And grandma, what is her current state, dead or alive?

There were so many questions that I didn't know where to start.

"Come, first incense, after incense, if there is anything you want to ask, grandma will tell you!" Grandma took out three sticks of incense and handed them over, and the wrinkles on her face deepened.