【92z】 After that, we stayed in the old house until dawn, and I went to find the third uncle and said that my grandfather's coffin had been brought back and was going to be reburied.

When the third uncle heard this, he asked me how I found the coffin, and I made up a reason that although the coffin was dug up, it was not transported away, and it was in the old mansion, and it is not clear who did it.

The third uncle didn't ask much, saying that it was good that the coffin was back, and this time the grave must be made strong, and no more people could dig it up casually, and then find someone to arrange the matter.

The third uncle is a mason, usually makes a living by building houses for people, knows a lot of co-workers, and has a good popularity, attracting seven or eight people.

The burial is still in accordance with the rules of the countryside, and eight people carry the coffin, also known as the eight immortals.

I wear linen and filial piety, although the ceremony is simplified a lot, but there is no shortage of everything.

At noon, the coffin was finally re-entered into the grave, and after filling in the soil, the third uncle and the seven or eight masons began to dig and pile the earth beside it, and poured a round top of the grave for my grandfather with stones and cement, and the material was very heavy.

According to the words of the third uncle, after the cement of the grave is dry, if there is no need to drill the percussion, even if twenty or thirty people dig together, they will not want to dig the grave overnight.

And if you use a percussion drill, the sound is too loud, and if you use it in the dead of night, half of the township should be woken up.

I was naturally overjoyed, Huang Mao, I and Cao Nan didn't think of a good way to protect my grandfather's grave for a long time, but it was easily solved by the third uncle and a group of masons.

If it weren't for Huang Mao's saying that gold and iron can't be used to build a yin house, I would have liked to add steel bars to the cement and exhaust the group of bastards who dig graves. After the grave was watered and the tombstone was erected and the sacrifice was repeated, the sun was about to set.

Because it was the third uncle who asked to help, the masons did not charge wages, so I asked Cao Nan to go to the township to book a restaurant in advance and invite them to finish their meal, which was the minimum courtesy.

The third uncle originally came to let my aunt cook, but I thought that my aunt's body was still recovering, so I didn't agree.

A group of men naturally have wine to eat, although Cao Nan toasted me a lot, but I also drank dizzy, and it was already half past eight in the evening after eating.

When I got back to the shop, I was a little uneasy, because the cement hadn't dried yet, and it would be bad if someone else dug it up at night.

As soon as I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet, I decided to go to the mausoleum!

Anyway, those harmful ghosts and evil spirits don't dare to enter the peach grove, and it should be safe to spend the night there. As long as you stay through the night, you can take a breath when the cement is dry.

So, I immediately set off with incense, candles, paper horses, flashlights, and birds, and arrived before nine o'clock on a motorcycle.

It was pitch black all around, and I had some hair, if it weren't for the yellow hair's affirmation that the peach grove couldn't enter the ghosts and evils, and the grave was my grandfather's, I'm afraid I would have fled in the wilderness.

I turned on the bright flashlight around the constant idea, and loaded it, if anyone rushed to do the damage, it would definitely not be polite; I've endured it again and again, and if I come back for the third time, I'm really going to kill.

In the sky, there was only a thin line left in the moon, and the mountain wind whined through, extremely cool, giving me goosebumps.

Time passed little by little, gradually, the originally quite lively summer insect chirping did not know when it quieted down, silent, only the whistling of the mountain wind, like a ghost howling.

I felt uneasy, as if I had been targeted by something; After suffering for a while, I took out my phone and saw that it was already past eleven o'clock.

At this moment, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly noticed that not far from the side, two points of light flickered.

"Who?!" I let out a roar and hurriedly shone my flashlight on it, and the light disappeared in a flash, and the wild grass next to me shook a few times against the wind.

A chill rose up my spine, those two were not points of light, but a pair of eyes, something.

After thinking about it, I immediately put the flashlight in my mouth, held up the bird gun and pointed it to that position, and leaned over a little cautiously, but found nothing.

It can't be a feral cat, right?

I wondered, but the bird was very heavy, and it was gradually struggling to hold on, so I put it down and returned to my grandfather's grave. As a result, when I turned around and looked up, I was suddenly frightened, and there was a black thing squatting on my grandfather's grave!

I immediately picked up my hammer and looked closely, and it turned out to be a bird, not small, the size of a cat, with black feathers, and I thought about the color of a crow's coat.

"Shh

I shushed at it.

It moved, its body didn't move at all, but its head rotated one hundred and eighty degrees like a machine, revealing a cat face, staring straight at me.

Owl?

I was stunned for a moment, I have seen a lot of owls, and there are many in the countryside, but most of them are numb, and it is the first time I have seen them in the dark, and I have never heard of them.

In addition, its face and body appear to be much larger than that of a normal owl, resembling a small plate.

"Goo-Goo......

It barked at me, and was not afraid of the bird that met me.

"Shhhh

I waved my hand to drive it away, this thing should not be a yin thing to enter the peach blossom forest, but I can't figure out why so many big trees don't stand, why stand on my grandfather's grave? There are no insects outside, so could it be that there are rats here?

But it was still motionless, staring at me, and the cat's eyes were so oozing that I couldn't help but feel numb in my scalp.

"If you don't leave, I'll shoot it!"

I raised my voice, and my gut told me something was wrong, no owls like this.

At this time, I don't know if it understood my words, and a terrifying scene appeared to me, only to see that the position of its head was actually cracked with another eye, white, like the eyes of a dead fish.

"Mom!" I shuddered and almost fell to the ground.

"What the hell?!" I was furious, and I began to wonder if it was true that Huang Mao said that the peach grove couldn't get into the dirty Congxi, this thing looked very ominous.

"Get out!"

I yelled, aiming at it and preparing to fire, an instinctive reaction, and a fire in fear.

The owl sensed the danger, and without giving me a chance, it spread its wings, jumped up, flapped twice, and disappeared into the darkness in the distance. The whole process was as silent as a ghost, and the sound of wings flapping the air was completely inaudible, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

"Damn!"

I breathed a sigh of relief and wiped my forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

After this trouble, I was nervous for the rest of the night, until the first rooster crow in the village, and then I sat down by my grandfather's grave.

After that, he stayed until dawn before leaving.

I thought the three-eyed owl was just passing by in the peach grove by chance, but the truth is that it is deeply embedded in the trickery around it.

Of course, that's another story.

……

I was nervous and exhausted all night, so I didn't open the store in the morning, but slept well.

After waking up, I remembered the mandrill trapped in the chicken coop, so I hurriedly ran to the Internet café to find Huang Mao and Cao Nan. The mandrill has been in the waste brick kiln for two days, and Huang Mao has to make an idea of how to deal with it.

Huang Mao was surprised to hear that I had trapped a mandrill, and he rarely dropped the game and I immediately went to the waste brick kiln.

The mandrill was still there, and even weaker, panting slightly, motionless.

Cao Nan was surprised: ", there is really such a thing, my dad and my grandmother have said that there is, it is in the depths of the jungle, and it is difficult to run away when you smell people from a distance, this is an eye-opener." ”

Huang Mao was also surprised, and said to me: "You are so lucky, you are so lucky that you will not die and you will beat him into the chicken cage, the chicken coop is contaminated with the breath of a rooster, and the yang energy is very heavy, and trapping it is more effective than an iron cage." ”

I'm also a little puzzled, I have been unlucky for a long time, and as a result, my character exploded when I hit a mandrill, who to reason with?

Huang Mao picked up a wooden stick next to him and stabbed the mandrill, the mandrill trembled, and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of silver vertical pupils, which made the scalp tingle.

"it!" Huang Mao suddenly screamed, startling me and Cao Nan.

"What are you yelling about?" Cao Nan patted his heart and said unpleasantly.

"What the hell are you going to do, this is still a mandrill leader!" Huang Mao looked incredulous.

"What...... Mandrill and leader? "I'm baffled.

"Nonsense, this kind of thing lives in groups, of course there are chiefs." Huang Mao said, paused and said, "It seems that the mandrill group is really enslaved by something, otherwise their leader would not appear alone in the township." ”

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