Fu Xiaoyu was startled when she heard this, and hurriedly stood in front of the tombstone to stop her, and said loudly: "Master Ma, what's wrong with you?" I called you here to help, how can I dig up my son's grave and make him uneasy? She began to expect her grandfather to have her son's grave dug up and let him come back to the house like a daughter-in-law. But when she heard that this could not be a place to raise corpses, and that it was impossible for corpses to be resurrected from here, the little soap bubble hope in her heart was shattered. Now that there is no hope of resurrection, she naturally wants to protect her son's grave.

Ignoring her obstruction, Grandpa hurriedly ordered a few people around him to rush back to get a hoe and a flat burden.

Although Grandpa has hardly ever been to Lifu Village, the people of Lifu Village have heard a lot about Grandpa and know him as a person. A few of them hurriedly listened to the order, and turned back to get the tools for digging and picking up the soil.

Fu Xiaoyu was anxious, dragged her grandfather's sleeve, and asked, "Master Ma, what are you doing here?" ”

Grandpa explained this time: "Fu Xiaoyu, think about it, this is not a place to raise corpses, but your daughter-in-law has returned home, why is this?" ”

Fu Xiaoyu asked, "Why?" ”

"The only explanation is that your daughter-in-law didn't die and you buried her in a panic. You see, the inside of the coffin is full of scratches, she must have woken up after being buried, and it took a lot of effort to break the coffin and crawl out of the dirt. ”

"Then why didn't she say anything when she got to the door?" Fu Xiaoyu asked.

"She was trapped in the coffin, she didn't eat or drink for several days, she had to break the coffin and get out of the dirt, it was already a miracle to be able to return home, where is the strength to speak?" Grandpa said.

Fu Xiaoyu listened and was at a loss.

Soon, the men brought more than a dozen hoes and more than a dozen dustpans to carry soil. All the people present helped, digging and picking. Although her son's grave was ordered to be plucked tightly, it had not yet settled, and it was easier to dig up. After a while, the black coffin emerged from the dirt.

Sure enough, this coffin is much thicker than the coffin next to it, and the carving outside is much more complicated. In contrast, the coffin next to it resembles a cardboard box with fruit in it.

The coffin lid was nailed with coffin nails that were about two fingers long. The coffin nail is not an ordinary nail, it is a bit like a single staple used in a stapler, with the thickness of a little finger. Grandpa took a hoe, stuffed the blade of the hoe under the coffin nails, and then called for help to pry the coffin nails up.

The coffin nails that fell to the ground were immediately snatched up. It is said that a bracelet made of coffin nails and a cooperation ring can ward off evil spirits and protect family members when worn on the hand. Occasionally, there are vendors who sell coffin nail bracelets or coffin nail rings, but most of these are fake. Who would pry the coffin of a dead person in order to make that money? So this coffin nail is really rare, no wonder they want to grab it.

After all the nails of the coffin were pried off, several people worked together to remove the heavy coffin lid.

The situation in the coffin made everyone present gasp!

The corpse in the coffin maintained an extremely hideous and twisted posture, the fingers of the corpse were like a pair of bloody gloves, half of the nails had been detached from the flesh, and the nails were clumps of sawdust. Look behind the coffin lid, and there are countless scratches that only a mad beast can leave behind. It can be seen how frightened and struggling he was before he died.

Obviously, this corpse bears witness to Grandpa's words. He woke up in the coffin and found it dark, probably after some fumbling around to realize that he was trapped in a coffin, or perhaps he never understood where he was. Then he began to panic and scream, trying to escape from it. Soon he felt that he could not breathe, and he was even more frightened, and he did not care that his hands were already bloody, and he scratched the lid of the coffin like a wild beast, but it was like a grasshopper shaking a tree. In the end, he suffocated in terror and helplessness......

Fu Xiaoyu also understood everything the moment the coffin lid was opened.

She threw herself down in front of the coffin, having lost her ability to speak, and howled desperately like a wild animal......

When a few women tried to persuade her, the grandfather waved his hand at them and said, "If it is useless to persuade her, let her cry as much as she wants......

Everything is clear.

Fu Xiaoyu's daughter-in-law is not a zombie, and she will not become a red-haired savage. She was able to come back thanks to the fact that the coffin was too thin and the grave soil was too loose. Her newlywed husband could not come back like she did, precisely because the coffin was too good and thick.

A few days later, Lingling regained some of her spirits and reflected on that night. She guessed that her husband had drunk too much alcohol and put his usual sleeping pills in a glass of water before going to bed at night, and overdosed on them. The husband drank half a cup and went to sleep. She woke up in the middle of the night feeling thirsty and drank the remaining half of the glass.

Sleeping pills were originally insoluble in water, but her husband had a bad habit of crushing any medicine, pouring it into the water, and then drinking it.

Fu Xiaoyu also said that when her son was a child, he always couldn't swallow pills, and often drank a glass of water, and the pills were still between his teeth. So he then simply broke the pills every time and sprinkled them in the water before drinking.

After Lingling recovered, she knew that it was because of Fu Xiaoyu's prejudice that she was able to escape, and her feelings were very complicated. While she was glad for herself, she hated Fu Xiaoyu for looking down on her. After crying at her husband's grave, she left Li Fu Village very resolutely and never saw Fu Xiaoyu again.

Lingling's grave was not removed or repaired. Fu Xiaoyu lost this mind, and Lingling was even more reluctant to step into this place again. Every time the wind blew through there, the hole emitted strange notes like a hole in the flute, like a complaint, like a cry.

When the people of Lifu Village hear those voices at night, they will think of this thick coffin and thin coffin. Some people will take this opportunity to warn those mothers-in-law who are not good to their daughters-in-law, asking them to treat their mothers-in-law equally and not be partial.

Shortly after this incident, I bought a ticket a few days in advance and went back to my hometown.

As soon as I got home, I went to visit my grandfather in Thrush Village.

Grandpa was very happy to see me, but secretly told me, "Liang Zai, you have to be careful next year......"

I asked, "Is it bad luck?" ”

Grandpa said: "It's not good for you to say it." You can rest assured that what your grandfather said. Maybe he was afraid that I would ask carefully, so he turned to the incident in Li Fu Village, and said worriedly: "Lingling's tomb is not very good, Feng Shui not only pays attention to mountains and water, but also pays attention to sound." There is a flute-like sound every day, which is afraid that it will make Fu Xiaoyu's son next to him uneasy. ”

I disagreed: "So what's there? People are already dead, are you still afraid of being woken up by the sound? "Indeed, at this time, I was still thinking about my grandfather's words that I should be more careful next year, and I was a little absent-minded.

Little could I have imagined that the following year my life would be turned upside down.