Chapter 18: Midnight Terror

In the last ten meters, I simply held my breath until I walked to Uncle Wang's side, and he still didn't raise his head. The moment I passed by Uncle Wang, I took a deep breath.

Looks like he really can't see us! How is this possible? Don't...... Are we in a different space from him?

After walking for a few more minutes, a bent figure appeared in front of me again, who the hell is this? Because of the experience just now, I was less nervous, and all my attention was on the person.

Who is this? Could it be that Liu is a drunkard?

Continue to walk forward, and gradually I recognized that the person was not Liu Drunkard but Han Laosan. What a surprise to me! Han Laosan is no longer even a butcher for generations of ancestors, how can he come to dig a grave in the middle of the night?

Grave digging? I was immediately nauseous, and suddenly thought of the black meat that Han Laosan's family ate at noon, wouldn't it be the dead man's flesh dug up in the grave?

Lao Huang noticed my strange behavior and gave me a look, probably not to let me make a sound, and leave quickly.

I hurriedly reached out to cover my mouth, but my eyes continued to stare at Han Laosan uncontrollably, just as he had just opened the black wooden coffin, the old man actually put his hand into the coffin with an evil smile on his face, not knowing what to find.

Uncle Wang is like this, and Han Laosan is also like this, if you can't get it and Liu drunkard, is it ...... Are they all looking for these two books on me?

After walking for another five or six minutes, Master Mingyue stopped in front of a tomb.

This way scared my soul to fly, in addition to seeing Uncle Wang and Han Laosan digging graves with their butts, what is even more terrifying is that there are actually countless graves of different sizes along the way.

I did the general calculation, and just counting the graves I saw, there were more people than the entire Kofun Village. Didn't you hear there were so many graves in this wood? Where did you get so many graves?

Looking at the tomb at the foot of Master Mingyue, it is about one and a half meters high, and you can vaguely see the traces of someone cultivating new soil, and someone should have been here in the past month.

When I saw the words on the tombstone, I was stunned, Yang Shuhua? That's a familiar name! As soon as I looked down and saw the body of my grandmother in my arms, I suddenly saw a spirit - isn't my grandmother's name Yang Shuhua? Could this be Grandma's grave?

I'm not surprised, since I can already accept in my heart that my grandmother died ten years ago, and the reality that I have only been a living corpse who has been taking care of me for ten years, what else is there that cannot be accepted?

Since my grandmother died ten years ago, it stands to reason that there should be a grave......

"Little evil, can you help your grandma dig it up?" Master Mingyue said softly.

I choked twice, my heart hardened, and I took the shovel from Wang Xiaoni's hand and dug it up.

Soon a white coffin was dug out - the coffin is still white?

Mrs. Mingyue and Lao Huang began to chant the sutra again, and after chanting for a while, they asked me to open the lid of the coffin.

At that moment, my heart hung in my throat, there would never be a grandmother lying in the coffin! She would smile at me and say, "Little Evil, you're finally here!" ”

After the lid of the coffin was opened, I realized that I had thought too much, and the coffin was only covered with a pale yellow cloth, which was very clean.

"Little evil! Put your grandmother's body inside! She...... She can finally get a good night's sleep. Mrs. Mingyue and Lao Huang were also a little moved.

After refilling the soil, he sprinkled some paper money on the grave, and Mrs. Mingyue urged her to return to the village.

Along the way, I recalled my grandmother's voice and smile in the past ten years, and I always felt that everything was like a dream, Wang Xiaoni had already cried into tears, and the two of them got along for a few days, and I don't know where the deep relationship came from.

The way back was very calm, neither the countless graves nor the two people digging the graves, and even the thick fog was gone.

As soon as they returned to the village, they heard several shrill cat meows from the village, and the four of them stopped at the same time.

"Senior brother, he appeared!"

Lao Huang nodded vigilantly.

I want to ask who he is? But along the way, I was always reminded that I couldn't speak, and after hesitating for a while, I still didn't speak. Mrs. Mingyue and Lao Huang temporarily lived in the village branch, and we parted at the intersection of the village.

Before dawn the next day, I heard hysterical shouts, no need to ask, there must be another dead person, I didn't expect that the person who died this time was drunk Liu.

Drunkard Liu is an undertaker in several nearby villages, and he can be regarded as a powerful figure in this area, he used to help others collect corpses, but he didn't expect that today he also became a corpse.

I squeezed through the crowd and walked into Liu's three small dilapidated houses.

Before I could enter the door, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol, and then I saw a terrifying scene.

Drunkard Liu was lying naked on the ground, covered with thin blood marks, and it looked like he had cut it out with his fingernails. Looking at his face again, his eyes widened, and his mouth was almost impossible to open.

Fear! This is an expression of extreme fear!

What's even more terrifying is that there are two lines of blood written on the wall on the side: Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.

it! This is the first sentence of a poem written by Su Dongpo to his deceased wife. Could it be that the murderer left it? What does that mean?

Drunkard Liu died, and the autopsy was done by Uncle Wang, who squatted beside the corpse and rummaged around for a while, and then "Huh? He muttered: Except for shallow scratches, there are no other wounds! Could it be that you are really scared to death?

After the village chief got up, he walked to the door and cleared his throat: "Ladies and gentlemen, Lao Liu is a person who has contributed to the village - did you see anything unusual last night?" ”

"Evening...... In the evening, Lao Liu went to my store to get two catties of wine and asked for a catty of pig's head meat, and looked at him at that time...... He looked very happy. "The old nonsense who opened the store said.

"When I went out to look for sheep last night, I vaguely saw a tall man in white walking into the yard of Liu Jiujug...... "The neighbor of the drunkard Liu, Sun Cripple, is a big sheep farmer.

"What man in white?" Uncle Wang was stunned when he heard this.

"I ...... I only saw a back, usually his house often has strangely dressed people in and out, I was used to it, I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. ”

At this time, there were more and more neighbors in the courtyard, and after learning that Liu's drunkards were dead, everyone's faces became gloomy.

I saw that Mrs. Mingyue and Lao Huang were also standing in the crowd, and I thought that the two of them would say something or do something, but the two of them didn't do anything, and after a few glances, they turned around and left.

A few more neighbors provided the so-called clues, and Uncle Wang shook his head when he heard it, and finally shifted his focus to the two lines of blood on the wall.

I followed Uncle Wang's gaze to look at the writing on the wall again, and thought: Could it be that the person who killed Liu's drunkard suddenly missed his wife, so he improvized?

Suddenly, it was like a lightning bolt in my head, and I slapped myself on the head several times. I've been reading dead books all these years! Guilty of preconceived mistakes, the focus of this sentence is on the first four words, ten years of life and death.

Another decade?

Uncle Wang should have also noticed these four words, trembled, and then quickly dispersed the neighbors in the courtyard: "Let's go home first!" Hurry—"

In Gufun Village, Uncle Wang's words were orders, and soon the people in the courtyard were gone.

"Little evil - you wait a minute!" I was also about to leave, but I was stopped by Uncle Wang.