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I don't quite understand what Shen Mo wants to say, it stands to reason that such cases are not uncommon, and she will not rush to call me back because of this kind of thing.

But her personality is like this, if she doesn't want to say it, no matter how I ask her, she will definitely not say it, and if the ink goes down, she will turn her face.

In the afternoon, Lao Zhou called, and without waiting for me to speak, he said bluntly:

"Boy, be careful with yourself recently, that person last night was not a good person, I'm afraid he won't just forget this matter, although your kid is not afraid of death, he has momentum, but you have to think more about the people around you."

With that, he hung up.

I glanced at Shen Mo, who was busy in the kitchen, and knew that Lao Zhou was reminding me to be careful of revenge that fell on Shen Mo, and seemed to understand the reason why Shen Mo was in a hurry to call me back.

I told the group about it, and it immediately caused an uproar, and many people began to tell about what they had encountered or heard about.

One of the people with the screen name "Tianyi" said something that caught my attention:

"I really managed this kind of thing once when I was a child, but after many years, I can't remember it clearly. It was probably when I was eight or nine years old, and a distant relative died, and I should have called that person 'Grandma', who was already in his eighties when he died.

At that age, more than 80 was considered a joy and mourning, so the relatives and friends who went there did not cry, it was like a party, there were many tables in the house, and everyone was playing mahjong, poker and the like.

At that time, it was important that after the death of the elderly, the coffin should be left at home for a few days, waiting for the descendants to come back to mourn. We feel the time. It's already the next day.

Eight or nine years old is the age of naughty, and when my mother is not looking, I sneak out to play. A large mourning shed was erected in the courtyard, with a black coffin in the center and a black and white portrait pasted on it.

At that time, I may not have known what fear was, but the tributes placed in front of the coffin caught my attention, especially the pastries, which looked delicious. It was already afternoon, and I remember it was already dark.

Everyone gathered in the house and waited for dinner, because more or less people were related to the family, so there was no restraint, a group of women were cooking in the kitchen, men were playing mahjong and chatting, and there was no one in the yard.

I was just about to go over and get some pastries, when I suddenly noticed a little boy about my age standing in the western corner of the yard, staring at me. I beckoned to him, and he ran.

I looked at him, pointed to the offerings, and asked him if he wanted to eat them, and he nodded. We crept over, took a few pastries each, and ran into the corner to eat.

After eating, he suddenly rolled his eyes and whispered in my ear that when he was loading the coffin yesterday, he saw some money in the mattress at the bottom of the coffin, and if we went to steal it, we could buy "yo-yos"!

At that time, my pocket money a day was five cents, and it was really a luxury to buy a yo-yo for more than ten yuan, although I was very scared, but after hesitating for a long time, the desire to have a yo-yo finally overcame the fear, and we approached the coffin again.

The coffin was not placed directly on the ground, and there was a shelf underneath that was already higher than our shoulders, and we couldn't open the lid of the coffin with great difficulty. Just when we were looking for something to pry open the coffin, a big black cat jumped out of nowhere, jumped on top of the coffin, screamed twice and ran away.

We were all so shocked that we almost sat on the ground. I was so frightened by the cat that I forgot about the yo-yo, and I turned around and wanted to run, only to hear a 'bang, bang' sound coming from inside the coffin, and I was so scared that I peed my pants and wanted to cry, but I couldn't even make a sound.

I can't remember what happened after that, and I was frightened, as if my mother had come out and carried me back into the house, and the knocking sound was very strange, a little dull, but mixed with a sound like scratching.

The coffin seemed to have fallen to the ground, but it was buried that night, and when I was older, I asked my mom what was going on, but she wouldn't tell me. ”

I didn't speak again, I think this Tianyi said something a little like true, but it's not new, similar to this kind of thing, when I was a child, I was quite an old man said, who and whose old man died and came back to life, I heard a lot, but it's not credible, and there is nothing scary.

"Dididi"

QQ rang, Tianyi sent me a private message:

"How? Can the story I tell be included in your book? ”

I replied with a helpless look and said:

"This kind of story is a bit old-fashioned, there is nothing new, I'm afraid no one will read it when it is written."

The other party was silent for a while, and then sent another message:

"Do you say that people can be resurrected after death?"

I was about to say, 'Are you crazy?' but after thinking about it, I deleted half of the text that had been edited.

"It's theoretically impossible, but maybe there is, but I haven't seen it."

I said something ambiguous.

"Tianyi" sent a smiling face, followed by a video file.

I clicked download.

The video should have been secretly shot by someone with a mobile phone, and the picture was shaky and blurry.

The filming location should be rural, and the ground in the house is still dirt.

A group of people gathered around the edge of the kang, on which lay an old lady.

"Third uncle, bring the shroud quickly, my aunt can't do it."

"Come on, come on, get out of the way, get the kids out, get dressed quickly."

"Fourth, hurry up and drag the uncle out, he can't swallow his breath here."

Then a few people flashed in front of the camera with an old man.

The camera shook a few times and stopped at the old lady's face, which is estimated to be the cause of pixels, and the picture is very blurry, and only the old lady's pale face and half-open eyes can be seen.

Suddenly, the old lady's mouth opened and she took two deep breaths.

Most people think that this is a sign of improvement, but in fact, it is the breath of the throat.

When a person dies, the last breath is not exhaled, but it looks like he is inhaling heavily, but in fact he is exhaling out.

"Mom。。"

A shrill female voice.

Then came the howling of a mess.

That's the end of the video, I don't know what this "Tianyi" is trying to mean. Just as he was about to ask, he sent another video.

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