Two days later, the dwarf woman had choked her breath, and as she was dying, she let out a long sigh, as if she had been holding her breath for the first few days, and now she was finally able to expel all the exhaust gas from her stomach.

As soon as the short mother-in-law sighed, a strange phenomenon appeared! The dwarf woman's body deflated like a balloon and turned into a soft sac with scattered bones, just like I did in my dream!

Ma Jun came back from Wenwen's grave in the morning to be a filial son, and went back to the grave in the evening. The horsemen take care of all the funeral services.

The dead are kept at home for seven days before they can be buried, and relatives and friends who come to pay their respects can ask to see the deceased for the last time. However, the horsemen wrapped the dwarf woman in a shroud to prevent others from seeing her face, for fear that people would see the appearance of the dwarf mother's soft pouch and make irresponsible remarks.

Grandpa whispered to me: "The short mother-in-law died this time because she had reached the end of her life, and if she hadn't killed the gas eater, she wouldn't have been able to sigh when she died." ”

I said, "If we know she only has two days to live, why bother to fight the gas eaters?" ”

Grandpa said: "That's not good, if you don't kill the gas eater, the short mother-in-law can't die comfortably, and the soul is reluctant to go, and it may evolve into a new ghost." But she was bitten by a gas eater before her death, and there was no essence in her body, and her flesh would turn into dust if she was left for two days. By the time of the burial, only hair and nails remained. The softening of her body was a precursor. ”

I don't believe it.

Sure enough, on the day of the burial, a bright, milky white light suddenly floated out of the room where the body of the dwarf mother-in-law was kept, which looked like a glowing mist. Thinking that the house was on fire, the horsemen rushed in, and the furniture did not have a single open flame. The shroud is spread flat on the ground. The horsemen uncovered the cloth, and the body of the dwarf woman disappeared, leaving only hair and nails.

The horsemen had to wrap the remaining hair and nails in the clothes of the dwarf mother-in-law and bury them in a coffin instead.

Just a few days after the horse soldier held the funeral for his little mother-in-law, my grandfather fulfilled his promise and gave me the ancient book of my dreams. I couldn't wait to look at it.

Grandpa said: "There will be time in the future, what is the hurry!" This book was handed down by your grandfather (dialect, grandfather's father), and it could not have been passed on to outsiders. "The feudal mentality in the countryside has not been eradicated, only the son is counted as the family, the daughter is the family when she is not married, and the husband is considered to be the family after marriage. That's why I'm a foreigner. This is a common phenomenon in the land of China, such as the ancient ancestral secret recipes or martial arts, which are stipulated to be passed on to men but not to women, and they are also afraid that their own family's mastery will be learned by outsiders.

But my grandfather didn't really care about that. Maybe it's because I'm his eldest grandson, and so much affection is gathered on me alone. At that time, my two uncles were still far from the age of marriage, and there was no one to distract my grandfather's love for me in a short time. And my two uncles weren't interested in ghost hunting at all.

I didn't listen to my grandfather's persuasion, and I just flipped through this hard-won ancient book.

The book has been yellowed, and there are many missing corners of the book, but this has not affected the integrity of the content. The text is typeset vertically, in small block letters. The book has a cover, but it is obviously added later, and the beautiful line reads "Baishu Drive", which should be the name of the book. But there is no back cover, and the last page reads "Summoning the soul in the middle of the night, calling the whole life, the south assists the yellow god, the North Pole leads the purple fairy, the ghost of the town of five chapters, and the eight turns" is gone. There must be other text behind the "Eight Turns".

I asked my grandfather dissatisfied: "Obviously I haven't finished writing here, is there another half that you hide and won't give me?" ”

Grandpa said, "When your grandfather gave it to me, I only had this half of it." ”

I was disappointed: "It turned out that there was only half of it!" ”

Grandpa said, "When your grandfather passed it to me, he said that he still had half of the book hidden, but he left a clue in the back." See for yourself. ”

I saw seven words in the bottom margin of the last page: "Move the chair and lean on the tong to admire the moon". I didn't understand what it meant, so I looked up at my grandfather, who shook his head.