Chapter 9: The Flower of the Other Side
I don't know what happened after that, except that when I woke up again, I was already in bed.
"Hiss-it hurts......"
I was woken up by the burning sensation in my back.
I'm still lying on my stomach, but in my own bed.
I looked around in pain, making sure it was broad daylight, in my room.
I picked up my phone on the bedside and looked at it, the first day of the first lunar month, half past eleven at noon.
"Nuan Nuan, don't move."
The door creaked open, and Uncle walked in.
As soon as I saw my uncle, I suddenly remembered what happened last night, my mouth was pursed, my nose was sore, and I couldn't hold back crying for a while.
"Uncle...... Where did you go with your dad last night? β
I slammed my feet despite the pain, the quilt slipped off, and a chill hit, only to realize that I was undressed.
"Don't move!"
Uncle came over in a panic and wanted to help me, but when he saw that I suddenly got up, my hands were frozen in the air, and my face turned red.
I was startled, and quickly retracted into the bed like a loach, crying even worse.
Am I being degraded? I was looked at by two men in one day, although this is my uncle, but ...... Woowoo......
After being stunned for a moment, my uncle sat on the edge of the bed and comforted me.
"Something happened in the village last night, my eldest brother and I rushed over to help overnight, and when we saw that you were sleeping soundly, we didn't wake you up."
I wiped away my tears and glared at my uncle.
"You can't leave me alone at home if you have something, I was almost killed by Liu Laoer!"
When the uncle heard Liu Laoer, his brows instantly wrinkled and asked me what happened last night.
I told my uncle everything that happened last night, but when he heard it, he looked at me in shock and incredulity.
"Nuan Nuan, last night I was patrolling the village with my eldest brother and the third master, and I didn't find you in the ancestral hall at all."
Yes? When I heard this, I was a little dumbfounded.
The uncle continued: "On the contrary, you were found fainting in the ancestral hall early this morning, covered in blood, and the coffin in the ancestral hall did not know who pried it open, and the corpses were all scattered around the ancestral hall. β
I was completely confused.
"The dry corpse you mentioned has not been touched, and it is now being placed in the ancestral hall in good condition, warm and ......."
I didn't listen to what Uncle said next, and I lay on the bed with my brain buzzing.
Did I hit the devil?
No, the wound on my back was scratched by a cadaver.
After a while, my dad came to see me.
I hurriedly told my dad about it again.
I don't believe in any scientific theories at all now, and I desperately need someone to confirm what I've seen.
However, my father was not surprised at all, but looked at me with a complicated expression.
"Nuan Nuan, rest well, take care of your body, this incident, you should not have happened, no one can say, you know?"
Dad's expression was unusually serious, and although I was puzzled, I still nodded and agreed to Dad.
Then my father and my uncle left, and called Aunt Zhang next door to come over and help me with the medicine.
Aunt Zhang is in her fifties, married to our Lanjia Village thirty years ago, the man died early, and she lives with her son.
She smacked as she drugged and asked me how I did this.
I casually said a few words to deal with the past, and Aunt Zhang croaked for a long time, and suddenly, she stroked my back and sighed.
"Warm girl, do you have a tattoo?"
I wondered, "No." β
"Then how do you have a pattern on your back? At first glance, it looks like a flower. β
I was suspicious, but I couldn't see my back, so I had to turn on my phone camera and ask Aunt Zhang to take a picture for me.
I zoomed in on the photo and was stunned.
The wound on my back was terrible, and the corpse was stunned to cut ten cuts in my back.
However, this is secondary, and the point is that in addition to the wound, my back has a large red patch, like it has been burned by boiling water.
The red skin came together to create a pattern.
At first glance, it seems to be ...... Flowers on the other side?
I suddenly remembered the phrase that the dry corpse had been repeating last night.
ββFlowers bloom on the other side.
The little flame in my heart surged up, and I dropped my phone, startling Aunt Zhang.
The flower on my back must be the ghost of the corpse!
What the hell is he trying to do?