Grandma's death didn't bring much sorrow to the family, and it wasn't even as thrilling as the coffin brought about by a mudslide.

Maybe it's a relief for my grandmother, who is already in her nineties?!

My grandmother gave birth to two sons and my mother's eldest daughter.

One of the sons, who is also my third uncle, is abroad because he has made a lot of money, and he is still on his way back.

The second uncle has been staying in the village, honest by nature, he is still a single person when he is almost sixty, he likes to smoke dry tobacco without any hobbies, and eats a mouthful of fat meat full of oil and water during the New Year's Festival.

My mom is the eldest and didn't know my dad until she was in her thirties. My dad is a foreigner to be precise, I heard that he was a college student when he was young, and that year he went to the countryside to meet my mother. Since then, I have been a door-to-door son-in-law, so much so that I have never met my grandparents.

The second uncle and my mother began to worry about my grandmother's funeral, and my father fell into a coffin because of the reservoir, and cooperated with the people in the village to prepare to get the coffin out first.

After all, this reservoir is the water source of the village, and a coffin floats in the reservoir, and I am afraid that not many people dare to drink it for the time being.

What's more, Uncle Wang also said that the contents of the coffin ran out, but I don't know what he meant by "running out".

Does it mean that it consciously ran out of the coffin, or did it accidentally flip over the coffin and the contents turned out.

I studied my grandmother's codex notes in the side hall.

The content is nothing more than about the profession of the second leatherman, the first part because of the dilution and irrelevance of some words, I basically didn't finish reading, but when I was about to turn to the bottom, a line of handwriting successfully attracted my attention.

Soul Needle!

I suddenly came to my senses and focused on looking down.

I wanted to laugh a little when I saw it, and I couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

Why, because this part of the grandmother mentions that the soul needle can not only sew up the skin of a person, but also sew the soul of a person into the body.

I know that the profession of the second leatherman has appeared in history, and I also believe that there are evil spirits in this world, but you said that the broken needle of the black box around me can sew people's souls, I think it needs to be studied.

There were not many pages in a book, and I could read it almost in one breath, when suddenly there was a knock on the door, and then I heard Uncle Wang's voice.

"Xiaoyun open the door, I'm your Uncle Wang."

I quickly hid the black box in my pocket, then opened the door, and asked Uncle Wang with a smile,

Uncle Wang said, "Your old man asked you to go to the reservoir to help, but we old guys can't get it." ”

Uncle Wang was referring to the huge black lacquer coffin.

Hearing Uncle Wang's voice, my mother walked out with a pale face, and she reminded me, "Be careful, don't rush at it."

I didn't know what my mother really meant, so I nodded, closed the door and followed.

When I came to the reservoir, I saw two boats carrying the black lacquered coffin to the shore from a distance, and the lid of the coffin was ajar, and from my distance it seemed that it was really empty.

But the five or six big men who came to help from the stockade didn't pull it up, and it stands to reason that so many people could carry it up.

I asked, this coffin can't be picked up by so many people?

My father said that the coffin was evil and could move in the water, but I don't know why it seemed to take root when it touched the shore.

I don't believe in evil, so I borrowed Uncle Wang's position and held it aside and asked the others to try again.

I shouted, everyone exerted force at the same time, I thought that this would have to give me a point, how do I know that my waist has been around, and the green tendons on my neck have burst out, and this black lacquered coffin is really like taking root in the water.

Uncle Wang handed me a cigarette, and a group of people sat on the shore and began to smoke.

"Did you hit something?" Uncle Wang took a puff of cigarette to break the situation.

In the past, when I went south and north, I heard that the Yellow River master drove the boat, and the boat did not move halfway, and the people of Tianjin said that what kind of ghost tugboat, the corpse hugged the feet, and it was the first time that the coffin was stacked and did not move.

"Let's see tomorrow, maybe tomorrow," I snuffed out my cigarette butt and walked over to the black lacquered coffin, only to see a lifelike dragon carved on the lid of the coffin, and under the half-open lid I noticed some strange writing.

I only saw that there were dense strange words next to the coffin, and it was not like a word to say that it was a word, it was twisted and twisted like a wriggling maggot.

Just as I was observing these strange words, I suddenly saw a cloud of black gas crawling up from the inside of the coffin, and I rubbed my eyes and saw it again.

I patted my face, thinking it was dark. At this time, I don't know why I got up again to look at those distorted words, and I had a familiar feeling in my heart, as if it had just saved my life.

Suddenly, at this moment, there were ripples in the depths of the reservoir, and I just happened to glance at the location, and I only heard three "gurgling" sounds, as if the stone was being pulled with a fingernail, and it reached my ears.

"Did you hear that?" I tilted my ear to confirm, but the sound was gone.

What did my father say?

Uncle Wang believed in this matter, and when he saw that I looked nervous, he walked over, "Did you hear something?" ”

I shook my head and said that maybe I heard it wrong, but did I really hear it wrong, I also heard this voice when my grandmother was dying, and now I hear it again, if I can't explain something, I'm afraid I have lived in vain for more than 20 years.

There is no end in sight to the dark water, and occasionally a few fish swim out of the water and stir up.

Since I came back, my heart has not been calm, I rubbed my face and said, it's so late, let's go back first, this coffin will be found tomorrow.

The midnight storm came especially hard in the first half of the night.

The family stayed in front of the grandmother's mourning hall to accompany her, and the grandmother said countless times before her death that she did not need to go through any worldly rotten routines after death, as long as the family accompanied her for a night, she was buried, and told us that it must not be burned with fire, and on the day of July 15, according to the rules of our family, at least one person must be guarded for one night.

I heard that this rule has been passed down from generation to generation, and when I asked why, my grandmother always said that it was not the time for me to know, but now that my grandmother has died, I still don't know why there is such an alternative rule.

The family was very in awe of her grandmother, and even if her grandmother died, no one would dare to disobey her old man.

At night, the family stayed in front of the mourning hall, because I was not in a good state when I rushed home overnight, and I sat next to it and fell asleep unconsciously.

I dreamed of my grandmother.

Her old man appeared in front of the black-lacquered coffin docked on the shore, and said something in the direction of the reservoir with her hands behind her back.

The temperature of the silent mountains plummeted, and the endless reservoir looked strange and oppressive, and the emaciated figure of the grandmother was soon hidden by the white mist that permeated the mountains.

I wanted to call my grandmother but my throat felt like something was choking, and suddenly there was a "bang" sound from the edge of the nearest reservoir.

If you look closely, it's clear that something has climbed ashore.

"Giggles!" The sound of the stone being pulled with the lid of my fingernails came out again, and when I looked at it, the hairs all over my body stood on end, and I saw a naked substitute woman who was swollen and white, and crawled towards me with her fingernails grasping the ground.

I sat down on the ground in fright, my feet trying to exert myself but couldn't move, and I heard the sound of a swollen and white naked woman tapping the stone ground with her fingernails.

"Giggles"!

At the critical moment, grandma's stern and old voice rushed out, "Yun'er sewing soul needle, what about the soul stitching needle for you!" ”

I was jolted awake and looked around me to realize that I had a nightmare.

At this time, it was winter, the warm clothes were wet with sweat, and the goosebumps all over the body were raised when the cold wind blew outside the door.

I thought to myself that it was a nightmare, and I thanked my grandmother for saving my life in the dream, and I was going to go to the mourning hall to burn some paper money for my grandmother.

I took the paper money and burned it while looking at the coffin behind the mourning hall, and it didn't matter how my hand holding the paper money stiffened in the air.

"Who opened the coffin lid?" I looked around and realized that my father and second uncle were gone, and then I stood up and walked over to the coffin.

I gasped at this sight, and my hairs stood on end.

"God, my grandmother's body is gone!"