After reading my grandmother's letter, I was not so sad, I took a long breath, and said silently in my heart: I wish my grandmother everything is okay over there!

I turned my face to look at Wang Xiaoni, but her eyes were moist.

This letter answered several of my questions.

I finally know what happened to their so-called "ten years ago", it turned out that the people in the village were instigated by the evil people to kill a mother and daughter, and then the ghost of the mother and daughter took revenge and killed many people, and then they also knew that they had wronged the mother and daughter, but the wrong thing had been caused, and what could be done?

I guess Uncle Wang gave the order that no one should mention the incident of ten years ago, and they also talked about it.

I also know what happened to Wang Xiaoni's resurrection from the dead, in fact, it is to borrow the corpse to return the soul.

In addition, I guess that drunkard Liu must have participated in the conspiracy of the "black dog blood spiller" mentioned in the letter, and the reason why he replaced the black dog blood with mule blood to save Wang Xiaoni was probably to atone for his sins!

It was precisely because he participated in that incident back then, even if he saved Wang Xiaoni, Wang Xiaoni looked at her angrily.

Although my grandmother didn't tell me the mystery of her background directly, I at least knew between the lines that she was not my own grandmother, and my background must be related to the incident ten years ago.

After packing up my grandmother's clothes, I smiled at Wang Xiaoni: "What should I call it?" "Strange to say, even if I knew the truth of the matter, I was not afraid, not even the slightest strange.

"Let's listen to grandma!" Wang Xiaoni smiled faintly at me.

I don't know if it's because of my grandmother's death, I suddenly felt that Wang Xiaoni was a relative.

As soon as the two of them went out, they listened to her "ah" and pointed to the courtyard.

Look at her fingers,! There were a dozen dead chickens lying on the ground - these were grandma's chickens! Why are they all dead all of a sudden? And together.

In broad daylight, it can't be something that killed you, is it related to grandma's death?

I hurried to the back of the house, and sure enough, the two acres of corn that my grandmother had planted had dried up. I can't help but sigh: sometimes animals and plants have more feelings than people!

At noon that day, Wang Xiaoni boiled some porridge, and the two of them had no appetite, so they ate some casually and chatted.

"Actually, there are memories of two people in my head, so I know what happened to Wang Xiaoni before - she is a good girl!" After saying that, she smiled maliciously at me: "What's the matter, her body is an uncultivated primeval jungle, it's comfortable!" ”

Wang Xiaoni roughly talked about her past.

She has been suffering since she was a child, her parents died early, her husband died less than half a year after marriage, and after giving birth to a child very strongly, she was deceived by an old fortune teller and taken to Kofun Village. Before she could figure out what was going on, she and the child were tied to a stake.

At that moment, she was Dou E, and secretly swore that even if she was a ghost, she would not let everyone here go.

Later, she really became a ghost, and the "ghost power" was very great, and she killed more than 20 people one after another, and then the grandmother and the three of them came to the village, and after some kind words and persuasion, they agreed to temporarily put down the anger in their hearts.

The next thing happened, grandma said it very clearly in the letter.

Wang Xiaoni and I still slept in the same bed that night, and the moment when the two of them were next to each other made me temporarily forget the sadness of my grandmother's death. At this time, I felt that Wang Xiaoni was a familiar stranger.

After lying in silence for a few minutes, she suddenly turned around and put her arms around me, resting her head on my shoulder. I knew that my loved one had passed away and "didn't open meat", but in less than a minute, I couldn't help it, turned around, and put my hand into her clothes......

A fierce battle, only to kill the enemy screaming.

I had just taken a few breaths when I heard my name being shouted outside the gate.

"Little evil! Little Evil—" It sounds like Uncle Wang's voice.

It's the middle of the night, is Uncle Wang in a hurry? I quickly put on my pants and went out of the house.

Uncle Wang, dressed in black, stood outside the gate with two shovels in his hands. I immediately thought of the scene I saw him digging a grave in the woods last night, and I thought to myself, could it be that he still wanted to call me along?

I don't have this hobby, besides, I just became addicted to doing that thing in bed with Wang Xiaoni, and I want to rest for a while and fight again!

"Uncle Wang, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Uncle Wang hooked his hand at me and whispered, "Just follow me and you'll know." ”

I went back to the house and talked to Wang Xiaoni, put on my shirt again, and followed Uncle Wang out of the village.

He scurried very fast, all the way west and soon burrowed into the woods.

Along the way, I was also wondering, Uncle Wang came to the woods every night to dig graves, could it be that he was looking for something? In his thoughts, he stopped in front of a new grave.

Looking at the color of the soil at the head of the grave, this should be a new grave that has just been piled up for a year or two.

Whose grave? Curious, I leaned down to look at the words on the tombstone. At a glance, I was stunned, and the first thing I saw by the moonlight was the four big characters of "a mouthful of Tiansheng".

A mouthful of Tian Sheng? What the fuck is this, it doesn't look like a personal name, huh? In addition, there is only one monument on the tombstone, which was erected two years ago.

That is, the grave was buried two years ago.

"Don't you think the words on the tombstone are strange?" Uncle Wang sneered.

"A mouthful of fields? Kind of like a Japanese name! I muttered.

"What do you say when you put together 'a mouthful of fields' and add a side to it?"

A mouthful of fields and a side, I can't do it while combining it in my mind. This kind of game of combining words is often done when I go to school, and I quickly form a happy "Fu" character.

I thought in my heart: Fusheng...... Fusheng?

Han Fusheng!! Could it be Han Laosan's son? That's not right! I saw him yesterday - and suddenly I remembered the words of my grandmother and Uncle Wang at the same time, saying that Han Fusheng had died a long time ago.

Could it be that this is the tomb of that "genuine" Han Fusheng? At this moment, I only felt that the cold hairs on my body stood on end, and I was even more confused: In the middle of the night, why did Uncle Wang bring me to this grave? It's not just for me to see this tombstone, is it?

"What are you doing stunned? Dig it! ”

When I was distracted, Uncle Wang had already picked up the shovel and dug it up.

"This ...... Why is Han Fusheng written on this tombstone? ”

Uncle Wang snorted coldly: "What's so strange about this, have you forgotten what I told you?" ”

"Is this what ......?"

Before I finished speaking, I was stopped by Uncle Wang: "Dig it up first, I don't have time to talk to you!" ”

One on each side of the two, in less than ten minutes, a red coffin was dug up.

Regarding the color of the coffin, I heard my grandmother tell me before that the traditional coffin is red, black, white, and gold.

I'm a little confused, Han Fusheng is a few years younger than me, he belongs to the "young death", he should use a white coffin, and Han Laosan will not feel that his son is sick and dead, is it a happy event?

"Count how many nails are on the coffin lid!"