I sat on the ground, trembling and unable to utter a word.

At this time, my mother's voice rang out, "Guchan, you smashed his head and ruined our plan, you caused a big disaster!" ”

"Didn't you hear him encouraging the young master to do something? This goods can't be left any longer. ”

Gu Chan said: "Mom, don't worry, such goods are everywhere, I'll go get you another one back." After saying that, he disappeared out of thin air.

I looked at my mother in horror, the ghost was really scary, I shook my head and slowly crawled out of my mother's room.

There was a violent vomiting, and I knew that Ermaozi was killed by these relatives of mine!

None of them are human, even their own villagers are harmed, there is really no humanity at all!

I felt even more strongly the coldness and horror of this home!

Xiaoxiao! I suddenly thought of Xiaoxiao, how could such a group of people kindly adopt Xiaoxiao, could there be an ulterior secret in Xiaoxiao?

No, I can't just walk away and leave Xiaoxiao to this group of demons.

I found Wenbao and told him that I had decided not to go, and when the original plan was cancelled, Wenbao almost dropped his jaw.

When I told him that I wasn't leaving for Xiaoxiao's sake, Wen Bao's complicated expression made my heart sink.

Because I vaguely feel that whenever I talk about Xiaoxiao, Wenbao behaves unnaturally.

Could it be that Wenbao also likes Xiaoxiao? I draw a soul in my heart.

Early the next morning, Xiaoxiao came to me and secretly told me that there was blood gushing in the dark wooden coffin in the hall.

Seeing that my grandfather and father were at home, I didn't dare to go into the hall to see them.

For since I came out of that house that day, I have been told that I cannot enter there without my grandfather's permission.

I hid quietly in my house, observing everything that was going on in the yard.

At about nine o'clock, someone really came to customize the coffin.

But I was so surprised to see my father's shocked look that I hurried out to see who had died!

It turned out to be a woman nicknamed Big Steamed Bun from a neighboring village, and the big steamed bun was the same age as her father, because she was white and chubby, so she was nicknamed Big Steamed Bun.

On weekdays, the big steamed bun likes the chewing tongue of the proprietor Li Jiaxiao, and he is especially good at protecting the media and pulling the fiber, and sensationalism!

Speaking cheaply, his gray fat body swayed, he trembled when he walked, and he didn't know how many men's souls were hooked by a pair of peach blossom eyes.

My dad is one of them, and when I was young, I knew that this big steamed bun had a leg with my dad.

Later, I heard that since this big steamed bun followed my father, people seem to have stopped a lot, maybe they are afraid of being beaten by my father's fat!

How can the person who dies be a big steamed bun? No wonder Dad was surprised, maybe it was very distressing!

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Dad muttered sadly.

I laughed secretly in my heart, it must be my ghost wife who knew about the matter between my father and this big steamed bun, so she took this big steamed bun and opened the knife.

The person who ordered the coffin left, and I saw my father go to my grandfather's room with an angry face, and soon my father's angry roar came from my grandfather's room!

I cautiously crouched under my grandfather's window and eavesdropped on their quarrel.

Grandpa vigorously denied that the death of this big steamed bun had anything to do with him, and solemnly explained that he had not received any orders from his master recently.

Finally, I heard my father say in a hateful tone: "Later, I will see how people die, if it is really at your hands, I will not forgive you!" ”

For the first time, I saw my father crying, the silent, red-eyed man who was smearing the white stubble coffin with trembling hands.

I gloated and secretly watched from the sidelines, and scolded in my heart: "Dog man and woman, this is retribution, die well!" ”

Sure enough, when he came to the car early the next morning to pull the coffin, Dad also followed.

Because I was afraid of my father, I couldn't show up in public, so I quietly sent Wenbao to the house of the big steamed bun in the neighboring village to find out.

When it was past noon, Wen Bao ran back, he said that the big steamed bun had been put into the ground, and nothing special happened during the whole burial process.

"I asked you to pay attention to the complexion of that big steamed bun, have you seen it?" I asked.

"After looking at it, the big steamed bun was originally white, and I didn't see anything when it was white and fat." Wenbao muttered.

"What?" I really wanted to slap Wen Bao, and said hatefully: "You idiot, what did I let you do!" ”

"So, tonight, let's go to my house to observe and see if there is any movement, and if there is nothing abnormal, we will dig up the grave tomorrow night and dig out the big steamed bun."

"If that Guchan really got the body of the big steamed bun back, then we will find a way to steal the body out, and then send it to the yin wooden coffin."

"I want to see what happens when the corpse of a dead man is sent to the inside of that wooden coffin!"

"Won't we get into any trouble by doing this?" Wen Bao asked uneasily.

"Mess with what? I am the only son in my family, and even if I cause great trouble, they are reluctant to let me die. I said, "As for you, you can just withdraw when it is critical." ”

Tonight's night was so thick that I couldn't see my fingers.

Wen Bao and I lay quietly on the roof of our house, watching every move in the yard.

In the dim light of the house, I saw a figure hidden in the corner of my yard.

I stretched out my hand and tugged at Wenbao, pointed there and whispered, "Wenbao, look there, it seems that there is someone!" ”

"Nope!" Wen Bao muttered in a low voice: "Just this courtyard of your house, let alone at night, even a few dare to come during the day." ”

Just as I was about to argue, a dark figure flew out of my mother's room and disappeared into the night.

"It's out! Your ghost wife is out! Wen Bao shouted silently.

I dragged him angrily and said, "Can you not scream?" Are you afraid that others won't be able to find out about us, so hurry up and help me see who the person hiding in the corner is? ”

After staring at it for a long time, Wen Bao muttered, "Why do you look at that figure, it seems to be my father?" ”

"Your dad?" I was surprised and asked, "What is your father doing at our house without sleeping in the middle of the night?" ”

"You ask me, where would I know?" Wen Bao muttered, "Maybe I can't sleep at night, so I sneaked to your house!" ”

"Fart! Your mother's yard at night? I said hatefully.

A cold wind blew overhead, and my ghost wife, Guchan, took a person and watched her enter her mother's room.

"Brought! Coffin young master, your ghost wife, got that big steamed bun back. Wenbao shouted.

"It's broken! Something is going to happen, hurry, I'm going to protect my mom. "I didn't care about it, so I rolled off the roof.

Because I saw my father walk into my mother's room with a blushing face and a sad face.

Sure enough, there was a fierce quarrel in the room, and the sound of a ping-pong fight...

Just when I was about to break inside, Wenbao grabbed me from behind and said, "What are you anxious about?" Don't forget our plans. ”

Wen Bao dragged me and said, "You are stupid! Can your father beat your ghost? Besides, isn't there still your ghost wife? ”

really followed Wenbao's words, and in just a few moments, the door of Mom's room opened, and Dad's huge body was thrown out of it.

"Damn woman, how could she cause such a big disaster?" Grandpa ran out and helped Dad back into the house.

"Look, I'm not wrong!" Wen Bao said: "Wait, isn't it time for us to play?" ”

I suddenly remembered the father of Wenbao who was hiding in the corner of our house, and quietly turned around to see where there was still Uncle Yan's shadow.

"Can you tell me what your father is doing when he comes to our house in the middle of the night?" I asked.

Looking at the speechless Wenbao, I thought for a while and said, "Forget it, to be honest, I always feel that there seems to be something between your family and our family!" ”

"What exists?" Wenbao asked.

"I don't know, but by all indications, your dad has been keeping a close eye on my family's every move." I said.

A ghostly howl came from my mother's house, "Oh my mother! Wouldn't this big steamed bun also cheat the corpse? Wenbao shouted.

"What kind of corpse fraud, I understand, the people who are killed by them will look like this, and then they will be sent to get some corpse oil."

I said a little gloatingly: "This big steamed bun is so fat, it must be able to refine a lot of corpse oil." ”

"Pity your father, I'll die of distress!" Wenbao suddenly came to a sentence, which made me very unhappy.

"What nonsense, if you talk nonsense, I'll throw you into the yin wooden coffin, I just want to see what will happen if the big living person throws it in?" I said fiercely.

"Don't make a noise." Wen Bao pulled me and hid himself in the dark.

I saw my father's figure, sneaking into my mother's room, with his ear against the door, as if listening to the movement inside.

"What is your dad doing here? Wouldn't you steal that corpse like we did? Wenbao said.

I snorted coldly, and said in my heart that this feeling is quite deep!

I was thinking, "Squeak! With a bang, the door opened.

My mother, who had never seen her walk out of the room, walked out, and immediately made a mess with my father.