At first, my heart pounded when I heard the title of 'young master', and then when I heard his Sichuan accent, my head suddenly buzzed like it exploded. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Countless thoughts flashed in my head, Sichuan dialect? Chuan Elf? Could it be that this old man is the murderer's father, the Sichuan dwarf who died 30 years ago?

I looked at the short and thin old man, but it was consistent with the Sichuan dwarf I imagined, and his eyebrows were seven or eight points similar to the murderer, if the old man was a Sichuan dwarf, then the story he told me was reasonable, no wonder he spoke vividly, and even learned the dialect well. But the old man in front of him is a Sichuan dwarf, so there is a problem with this story? First, didn't he give lice a shell 30 years ago and died? Second, then the second story, the matter of the Water Corpse King, how could he know about it at all?

The old man looked at me and said, "On the second question, am I a human or a ghost?" There are no real ghosts in this world. I can be regarded as the Sichuan dwarf of the year, or I may not be regarded as him. Anyway, I'm alive now. ”

His second answer simply pushed my IQ to the brink of despair. Feeling a mess in my head, I selectively put the identity of the old man first. Thinking of this, I asked again, "What's the matter with the bronze frog head around your neck?" And what about the GIs? ”

The old man stretched out his hand and fiddled with the frog's head around his neck, and said, "There is a powerful 'relic' on the sea today called the 'dark' organization, and you can see this thing as a token of 'darkness'. As for the GI you mentioned, he is similar to betraying the Order, and of course he will be punished. ”

Shall I go? Why is it involved in the dark organization again? According to what he said, could it be that my dead grandfather is the 'humpback whale' of today's seas? This thought flashed through his mind, and he subconsciously asked in a trembling voice, "Is my grandfather dead?" Could he be a humpback whale? ”

The old man looked at me strangely and said, "What do you say?" The head of the family was killed by the Water Corpse King that year. ”

I breathed a sigh of relief, it wasn't that my grandfather was dead, I was secretly happy. Things are already suspenseful enough. If my grandfather was resurrected and became a humpback whale, it would be a mission: impossible. I thought of the crux of the matter, about my question, and asked, "Then why did you tell me the story of that year, why did you push me down the river, why did you harm me?" ”

The old man sighed heavily and said, "Because of the calculation of time, your 30-year curse has passed." The reason why I pushed you into the water is to see if you can fit in. You may not know it, but only you can unravel this big picture. Many, many people, including me, are waiting for you to go into the water to rescue you. ”

Pushing me into the water to test whether my cursed disease should be fulfilled? I don't believe this kind of nonsense, this old man must be hiding some purpose. And say I can save them by going into the water? This kind of thinking of me as a savior is even more nonsense, and I tugged at the corners of my mouth and looked at him coldly.

"How?" The old man looked at me and said, "You don't believe what I say?" ”

"Huh!" I smiled faintly, believing that you have a ghost. I shook my head on the surface and said, "Last question, if you can explain why the driver who collided with the GI came back from the dead, I will believe you!" ”

"What's this!?" The old man was stunned when he heard this, and walked back and forth with his hands behind his back. I said in my heart, you just think about it, and I don't believe it when I make it up.

The old man paused, looked at me deeply, sighed and said, "Okay!?" I'll prove it to you, I used that thing to make a taboo, but in order to make you feel at ease in the water, I'm out of luck! With that, he reached into the black robe and felt something black.

My heart said, Are you finished? How did you touch the phone again? Brush the circle of friends? Suddenly, I took a closer look and found that the black thing in his hand was not a mobile phone, it was like a boxy black brick. Are you angry and want to shoot me to death?

Tremblingly, he took a few steps back, looking at the black thing in his hand, the black bricks in all directions seemed to be coiled with a black coiling dragon, and the dragon's body looked like it was carved with delicate patterns, because the light and the thing were black, I couldn't understand what this stone coiled with a dragon was for a while. At this time, the old man said: "You know that it is difficult to kill a person perfectly in reality, so if there are resources, the organization will think of a compromise solution, such as letting the dead kill people......"

I looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"It's not me!" The old man smiled, pointed to the morgue and said, "You do it." Don't you want to know why the dead are raised? Look at the name of the deceased and the date of birth, and I will prove it to you! ”

I secretly regret why I want to know this, but in order to pursue the truth of the matter, for the sake of our Fang family, I can only bite the bullet now. Although I wondered why the old man told me to do this, he would not entertain me without reason.

I bent my waist and cautiously peeked in through the corridor of the morgue. I saw that the seven or eight family members of the deceased were still sobbing miserably, and I walked in with courage. At such times I could only put on a sad face, and then slowed down as I walked to the front of the coffin.

The funeral customs in Jiangsu and Zhejiang will put the name of the deceased and the birth date of the eight characters, with a note to hang on the coffin, I don't know how this custom is passed down, listen to the legend is what is the consciousness of the descendants of Yan Yanfu who is promoted to become rich. I stood there and watched for a long time before I remembered the name and the eight characters, and it was not until the relatives next to me who were wearing linen and filial piety began to look at me that I smiled and turned back.

I went back to the old man and told him the name and date of birth I saw. Then he nodded, took out a pencil from his sleeve, "swished" a few times, seemed to write something under the black bricks, and said to me, "Stretch out your hand and spread out your palm!" ”

I inexplicably did so, slowly spreading out my palms. Suddenly, the old man slapped the brick on my palm. Immediately, the name and date of birth of the deceased were printed on my hand, and then I stared blankly at the things in my palm, looked around suspiciously, and nothing happened.

"Crunch-" Suddenly, there was a movement from the corpse room, and suddenly the crying from there came to an abrupt end. I felt that something was wrong, and I went to the wall to look at the morgue, only to see the lid of the coffin near me 'creaking' and shaking, and suddenly I felt a yin wind blowing in my face, swallowed my saliva, and stared at the coffin without blinking.

"Click" The coffin board fell to the ground, and I saw a white Sensen's body sitting up. The 'man' in the coffin was an old woman, her face was covered with thick powder, her cheeks were flushed, and her sparse white hair was fluttering around. My heart was half cold when I looked at it from such a distance, not to mention those relatives who were close at hand. Suddenly, those who wore linen and filial piety screamed and screamed, fainted and fainted, and the scene became a mess.

I can see clearly, the dead old lady is alive? Is this a explode? It's worse than my resurrection. I should be able to say that my soul was out of my body like a dream, and this kind of thing has not been many or absent throughout the ages. But if this dead man sat up all at once, what a hell!

My feet were shaking like chaff, and I wanted to ask the old man what kind of consciousness he was. When I turned around, there was still the shadow of the old man, and I only heard a voice from an unknown direction: "Young master, don't take me with you when you go into the water!" ”

"Old man, you told me to do it now! Is the old lady a corpse? I shouted into the silent void.

But the old man said he would go, and he did not take a single cloud with him. I sighed and turned around, only to find that the corpse was gone. Only the old lady sat alone on the coffin, looking straight at me with her eyes. I was almost out of breath at this sight, and there was silence all around, as if time had been frozen.

I swallowed my spit, ready to quietly flash away. I can't control myself and trick the corpse that is waiting to be cremated. At this time, the old lady over there who was painted like a singing drama was sitting motionless! Sit there with your back straight. The white Sensen's hair fluttered out, and a pair of eyes were still looking at me, and I didn't know if it was my illusion, but I always felt that the corners of the old lady's mouth were torn apart, almost the same as the strange smile of the driver who caused the accident. I was so soothed that my feet suddenly went limp, and I was holding on to the wall to keep my body from collapsing.

Maybe the old lady is not a corpse at all, I have seen a lot of strange reports. Within 72 hours of death, some nervous systems are not completely dead. For example, muscle twitching can make a corpse sit up, and I stare at it suspiciously, and the more I look at it, the more it seems. After all, if a lice really pop up, I may not be afraid, what I am most afraid of is that silence is better than sound at this time!

I was so scared that I didn't have the strength to turn around and run. The night breeze blew through the old lady's dry gray hair, and I was so terrified and anxious that I almost urinated out. Biting his lower lip hard, he beat his heart, and said that now I have to stand up and flash to do it, why my feet just don't obey. Suddenly I remembered the square dance in the community garden. Yeah! It's just an old lady square dancing, I say to myself. suddenly remembered the image of the square dance aunt, with thick foundation and fluttering white hair, and then twisted her steps and sang: "The vast end of the world is my love......"

Thinking about it, I immediately calmed down. Turning around, I felt like I was running faster than a rabbit. Is that okay too? I secretly said I was smart. But at this time, I suddenly heard the sound of the coffin behind me, and I was suddenly confused. With your head down, it's a wild run. Suddenly, I felt a trip under my feet, I was afraid that I was too nervous, my left foot tripped over my right foot, and I fell into a dog eating. This time he almost didn't scare himself to death, and he fell to the ground as soon as he was covered.

I put my hands on the ground and made a few cuts. Suddenly, I heard a 'pop' sound behind me, and I really jumped up to it.

Jumping up suddenly, ignoring the pain in her hands and feet, she ran away, looking back as she ran......

I saw that the old lady in the coffin didn't know when she was lying down again, as if she was a dead person who had never gotten up! For a moment I stared blankly, what's going on? Is it really not a corpse?

I felt inexplicable, rubbed my hands, my palms were broken, and it hurt hotly. When I looked down, I suddenly found that the words that the old black man had printed on my palm had been wiped out by my blood! Could it be that these words are gone, so the old lady is not making a fuss?

I thought that this is definitely not a fraud, there is definitely a scientific basis, there is absolutely it! Now that technology is so advanced, robots and things are so prosperous, maybe the thing in the old man's hand is the controller, and the old lady is an unconscious corpse when she dies! I wonder if it can be controlled by unconscious things, such as an unconscious puppet, we can control it to dance puppet show by tying a rope, but now it is useless to think about one head or two big......

After that, things were a bit messy, but nothing evil happened. Whether it was the relatives of the old lady who flocked to come, or the funeral home administrator, even the reporter of the W City Evening News came. The old lady's corpse fraud incident became the headline of our W market the next day, I naturally won't make trouble for myself, saying that the corpse is fraudulent or something, others asked, my answer is very simple, just four words: "I don't know!" ”