Sometimes, looking back on the past life, I have to admit that everyone has their own destiny.

Everyone's life is destined to encounter different things and happen.

I can't run away when I should have come.

Before the village party secretary spoke, I still had hope, hoping that what he said had nothing to do with the dead, and even if someone died, he was not one of the five people who carried the coffin.

But what the truth is, if you can't run, you can't run, and it won't be because I hope it's not.

Uncle Qian died, he was the in-law of his father before his death, and he carried the coffin of his grandmother for the funeral. Like Brother Li, Uncle Qian also committed suicide, and his death was still weird, which scared the people in the village.

Hearing the news, Xu Buhuo glanced at me and continued to dig the pit, I was stunned in place, and I couldn't feel the slightest temperature in my body.

At the same time, I also saw that the village party secretary secretly looked at me from time to time, knowing that as predicted, with the death of the second coffin bearer, the villagers had basically realized that the strange suicide had nothing to do with my family.

At this moment, how I wish I had not known my father's prophecy, so that at least I would not be so flustered and helpless. I don't know how good it feels, but I can't do anything when I know it, it's the most painful.

It's happening, and it's useless to struggle.

Even though the village party secretary urged him tightly, Xu Buhuo continued to dig the pit and cleaned up Brother Li's body before going down the mountain together.

On the way, the village party secretary walked up to me and said: "Ziwu, this, these things that happened one after another made the people in the village very panicked, they think it has something to do with your family, if someone says something unpleasant later, Uncle thinks you can restrain it, after all, it is enough chaos now." ”

I nodded, indicating that I understood.

The successive and strange deaths are indeed related to my family, and even if I want to refute it, what can I refute it?

In nearly ten days, a total of six people died, which had never happened before, and Uncle Qian's death alarmed every family in the village.

Except for the children who were left at home, the people in the village gathered outside Uncle Qian's house. As soon as we arrived, there was a commotion, and all eyes were on me.

In the crowd, I saw four other uncles carrying the coffin, they were gathered, and from their faces and eyes, I knew that they had guessed probly.

There were too many people at the scene, and some things were not easy to say, so I walked up to the four of them, shouted respectfully, and told them to deal with things now and stay for a detailed discussion afterwards.

"You broom star who has suffered a thousand cuts, you still dare to come to my house......"

As soon as I entered the courtyard gate, Uncle Qian's wife, Aunt Lu, who was sitting on the ground, struggled to pounce on me, and his son Qian Yong also looked at me angrily, basically believing that Uncle Qian's death was related to my family.

After I got the birthmark on my face that was exactly the same as Jiang Yan, strange things happened in the village, and anyone can associate these together, they will not think that it is because of the death of Brother Li and Uncle Qian because of carrying the coffin of my grandmother for funeral, they will only think that it is related to my family, and it is related to me.

"That's enough, what nonsense, let me rest."

Xu Buhuo stopped in front of me and said angrily, "Do you know why the person who died last night didn't let you worship?" Because the corpse changed and ran away in the middle of the night, the power is infinite, and he kills people without blinking, if it weren't for Ziwu finding him at the cost of a year's life, you can think about what the situation will be tonight. ”

Sir, it is in the countryside that has the most right to speak.

At this time, the village party secretary, whose face had not yet dissipated, also stood up and said that this was indeed the case, we had just come down from the cemetery in the back mountain, and Brother Li had indeed happened to him, so we had to burn the body.

The incident of the corpse mutiny made the people in the village both frightened and questioned, but the village party secretary and Mr. Xu confirmed at the same time that the doubts on their faces quickly dissipated, because we still had a large strange smell reverberating on our bodies, and our hands were pitch black, and we had not had time to wash them.

Qian Yong put away the anger on his face, and said politely to Xu Buhuo: "Mr. Xu, my father's matter is in trouble for you, if you need anything, just say it." ”

Being polite to Mr. Xu does not mean being polite to me, although Qian Yong did not look at me angrily like before, but his face, which was smiling a second ago, suddenly became cold after meeting my gaze.

"Now speaking of the Meridian Broom Star, have you all forgotten how he helped you when his grandmother was still alive?" Xu Buhuo looked unhappy.

mentioned grandma's dedication, the faces of the people around him were a little unnatural, and they didn't continue to say anything.

Seeing that everyone's emotions were suppressed, I was also relieved, and then I walked into the hall to see Uncle Qian.

Uncle Qian knelt in the direction of the northwest, extending out to be the cemetery in the back mountain, the death posture was similar to that of Brother Li, the waist was straight, his head was slightly raised, his face was smiling, and the knife was stuck in his heart.

The state is similar to that of Brother Li, his personality has changed greatly before the accident, and he laughs when he commits suicide.

After looking around and finding nothing, Cao Guangshan and the others arrived. From their faces, they could see that there were speculations about what was happening in the village.

"Meridian, what's wrong with your savings?" Cao Guangshan complained when he saw me, during this time, they came once every three days, and every time it was because of dead people.

Even if the dead are killed, the examination on the surface is that it is a disease and a suicide, but I believe that no matter who knows in their hearts, the real cause of death is not suicide.

There are some things that are difficult to explain with facts.

Seeing the way Uncle Qian died, Cao Guangshan and the others did not look very good, even if they knew that they couldn't check anything in the end, they still went through a procedure.

This time, the forensic doctor did not directly move Uncle Qian's body, but looked at Xu Buhuo, knowing that it was a waste of strength to move, Xu Buhuo could only shoot again, making Uncle Qian's stiff body become paralyzed.

After the examination, the medical examiner came to the front and said, "The blood test of the deceased who was taken away before has come out, and the blood contains something that is not certain for the time being, so it is not possible to determine whether it is that thing affecting the behavior." ”

I don't know whether to be happy or unhappy when I hear this.

I'm not sure yet, so maybe it may or may not be, but I hope it's something in my blood that I don't know exactly that's causing all this.

Everything that happened was full of incomprehensible weirdness.

Still, science offers a glimmer of hope.

The forensic doctor said that this time he still needed to bring Uncle Qian's blood back for testing, and if the blood of the two deceased people contained something that I don't know what it was for the time being, it would mean that suicide had the same impact, and indirectly showed that death was artificial.

The successive accidents have alarmed Cao Guangshan and their superiors, and Cao Guangshan plans to stay in the village this time to investigate. But I feel that the purpose of his stay is more to witness these strange and incomprehensible things.

After the police left, the people in the village did not disperse immediately, and the village party secretary told them to go home and not join in the fun, but only a few people left.

There are many people, it is difficult to do things, and it is difficult to speak.

Xu Buhuo walked out and said loudly, "Do you want to stay here to see the corpses?" I can wait with you if I want. ”

As he spoke, he pulled the wooden bench over to sit down.

Qian Yong also knew that his father's death was weird, and he didn't want to be like Brother Li, so he immediately opened his mouth to drive people away. The host's family spoke, and the villagers had no choice but to leave, but the four uncles stayed and waited for me.

The village party secretary and others arranged the mourning hall, and I walked in front of the four of them, not knowing how to speak for a while.

"Ziwu, tell Uncle honestly, is it the turn of the four of us next? Like Lao Li, they all committed suicide in such a weird way? Uncle Zhong Fu was the first to speak, and the other three also stared at me with nervous faces.

After more than ten seconds of silence, I shook my head and said, "I don't know, since my grandmother died, strange things have been happening in the family. ”

I almost told my father's prophecy a second before I spoke, but in the end, I chose not to know.

My father's prophecy was precedent, and it could not be confirmed before it happened, but I knew that if my four uncles knew that there was this prophecy in front of me, and my family still asked them to carry the coffin, they would not talk to me as calmly as they do now.

"However, in order to avoid continuing to have an accident, I have discussed with Mr. Xu, you all come to live at my house temporarily, everyone observes each other, and if something is wrong, we can defend in advance."

This method had been planned for a long time, but I didn't expect so many changes in Brother Li's body, which delayed the time, resulting in the failure to find out that Uncle Qian had a problem in advance.

The four uncles had no opinion, so they immediately left to inform the family, and then went to my house to meet.

Uncle Qian's mourning hall was arranged, thinking that the corpse might change, Xu Buhuo discussed with Qian Yong whether to burn the corpse in advance, and as he was talking, the door of the small courtyard was suddenly pushed open.

The mother's face turned pale and she rushed in with a panicked expression.

"Meridian, the well in the old mansion cracked by itself, and there is still something moving in the well."

In an instant, I felt nothing but a thud in my brain.

There was something at the bottom of the well, and to my horror, it cracked.

The well is a sealed corpse kiln, and the two children who are sealed are not cleaned up by their grandmothers.

Now that the well is cracked, it invisibly indicates that the sealing kiln has been broken.

I know that the corpse at the bottom of the well is probably coming out.