The darkness completely consumed me, and I panicked in my heart. The fear of death is one thing, but the most important thing is that the atmosphere here is too oppressive.

People are inherently dead, do my business, life and death have long been looked down. When death really comes, even if you are afraid, you have to face it.

But I really don't want to die like this, it's too cruel for anyone. Trapped in this sealed coffin, I felt an indescribable sense of loneliness, and my mind was full of thoughts.

When I was a child, the old people in the village told me an incident that frightened me deeply, that in the early years, there was an old lady in a nearby village who died the day before the Chinese New Year.

Generally, when encountering this situation, the custom in the countryside is to bury the family as soon as possible before the year, so as not to commit a taboo and cause the family to be unhealthy in the coming year.

After the old lady was buried, something strange happened on the day of the Chinese New Year's Eve. The old lady's daughter-in-law was hit by an evil spirit, and it is said that the old lady was on top of her body, sitting in her own hall and cursing all day, saying that the whole family was not filial.

Later, my grandfather stepped in to settle the matter, and when I was young, I was handed over to a neighbor's house to take care of it.

I have no memory of what happened at that time, and I heard about it later from the old people in the village.

In fact, the family is very kind, and the old lady's daughter-in-law is also a well-known filial daughter-in-law in Shili and Eight Villages, and the family has not abused the old lady, but has been unusually filial to her.

After some tossing, the grandfather finally found the reason for the old lady's ghost. In order to send the old lady's ghost away smoothly, the grandfather instructed the family to dig up the old lady's grave.

As a result, when the coffin was opened, all the clothes on the old lady's body were torn into strips of rags, and her skin was covered with scars. What's even more terrifying is that the inner walls of the coffin are covered with bloody handprints and scratches.

As soon as they saw this, everyone immediately understood what was happening. It turned out that the old lady was only in a state of suspended animation when she was buried, and she was buried alive!

At funerals, the deceased often remain mortuary for three days, in part because of the fear of suspended animation. In ancient times, the medical conditions were poor, and it was difficult to judge whether the deceased was really dead, and it was not uncommon for the "deceased" to come back to life within three days of the mortuary.

It was a coincidence, the old lady "died" the day before the New Year, and according to custom, she was indeed buried before the New Year. The exact time of her death is unknown, the only certainty is that she was suffocated in a state of extreme panic.

Later, the old lady's body was buried again, and the funeral was done again. With the help of her grandfather, the old lady's ghost was sent away satisfied.

When I heard this story, I was so frightened that I had nightmares for several days. In the dream, an old lady with a disheveled hair and scars was trapped in a coffin, screaming hoarsely.

More than ten years have passed, and I have almost forgotten about it. I didn't expect that I would face a similar scene to that old lady today, and the panic in my heart can be imagined.

I'm dead, I'm dead, don't you need to toss me so much? Feeling the passage of life little by little, I was under great pressure in my heart, and maybe before I was suffocated, my spirit had collapsed.

Gradually, I was suffocated, and my survival instinct made my consciousness confused, and I banged frantically against the coffin wall again. I also tried to lift the coffin lid from the inside, but unfortunately the coffin lid was too heavy for me to shake.

I can now probably understand the fear in the heart of the old lady before she died, and I can understand why her death was so tragic. The reason why her clothes were torn and there were so many scars on her body was entirely because of the feeling of grievance in her heart.

Even if my mind is firm, I can't control my hands and tear at my clothes vigorously. I knew it wouldn't work, but I still fantasized that if I shredded my clothes, I would breathe easier.

During the toss, I inadvertently touched Qin Xue's corpse many times, and each time I avoided her in a panic.

I don't have much fear of corpses, but every time I touch her corpse, I can't help but think that I'm going to die here like her.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed my wrist: "Grandma, I'm scared!" ”

At this moment, the feeling of poor breathing suddenly disappeared, and I froze in place, cold all over. In this coffin, there are only the bodies of me and Qin Xue, who grabbed my hand?

Could it be that Qin Xue is not dead? No, her corpse was already cold, and she had long lost her breath and life, how could she not be dead?

The voice I heard just now was not Qin Xue's, it sounded like a little girl. My heart was beating so fast that my mind was a little out of the way.

Gradually, I vaguely saw the light, and my heart was excited: "Senior, are you going to let me out?" ”

I shouted, but as soon as the voice came out of my mouth, it felt like it was swallowed up. I couldn't even hear what I said.

The next moment, a completely unfamiliar scene appeared in front of my eyes. I felt like I was in a small room, dimly lit and filled with the scent of sandalwood.

Directly in front of me were a dozen tablets, the handwriting on them was blood-red, and I looked at them with wide eyes, but I couldn't make out the handwriting on them.

Underneath the tablet is a small incense burner, on which are several incense sticks burning.

"Grandma, I'm scared." The little girl's voice rang out again.

I subconsciously looked down, and then I realized that I didn't know when I actually stood up, and at my feet a little girl about four or five years old was kneeling respectfully to the tablets.

The little girl lowered her head, I couldn't see her face clearly, but I could clearly feel that she was really scared, and her thin body couldn't help shaking.

"Scared? Afraid of what? Afraid that I'm not a ghost? Someone responded, and the voice sounded familiar.

I looked around, but I didn't see a figure. After thinking about it carefully, this voice was somewhat similar to Qin Xue, but it sounded sharper and harsher.

"That...... Who are you? How did I end up here? I hesitated for a moment and asked.

I couldn't help but frown when I spoke, but I still couldn't hear my voice. I guess to others, I just opened my mouth and didn't make a sound.

The little girl knelt on the ground, crying and whimpering, sounding very distressing. My heart softened and I wanted to reach out and pat her on the shoulder and comfort her.

When I reached over, I was completely stunned, and my hand actually passed through her shoulder! I couldn't touch her body at all, as if she was just a cloud of mist, no physical body at all.

My heart tightened, and I hurriedly walked in front of the little girl, squatted down and asked, "Little girl, can you see me?" ”

The little girl suddenly raised her head, her eyes flushed with tears, and looked at me with an incomparably complicated look. No, she wasn't looking at me at all, but at the tablets behind me.

"Grandma, why, why am I doing this?" The little girl was very aggrieved, and her voice was crying.

I sighed deeply, yes, I understand now. Everything in front of her was just an illusion, and this little girl couldn't see me or hear me.

In fact, there is another possibility in this situation at the moment, that is, I have already hung up, and it is only my ghost that appears here.

However, after some observation, I ruled out this possibility. If I do die and become a ghost, it may affect everything in front of me.

And now, I'm a complete spectator, like watching a high-definition 3D movie. Everything in front of you, although realistic, is simply untouchable.

It is highly likely that this illusion is all fake, of course, it may be true, but it is just something that happened before. I stood up with a frown, racking my brain as I thought about my situation.

Why am I here, and is this the arrangement of the janitor? I heard from the old janitor that he seemed to do what my grandfather had told him to do.

If what the janitor said was true, why did Grandpa arrange it like this? Could it be that I see that this illusion has another meaning?

After thinking about it for a moment, my brain tingled, but I couldn't analyze the beginning and end.

"Why?" The woman responded to the little girl again.

Her voice is really similar to Qin Xue, she doesn't sound very old, I don't know why this little girl calls each other "grandma".

The moment she spoke, I was a little dazed, thinking that she was trying to answer my inner question. But hearing her next words, I shook my head with a wry smile.

"If I'm still alive, why do I need you to do these things?" The woman snorted coldly.

Obviously, she was answering the little girl's question. I listened to a few words with a frown, and suddenly grabbed some key points from her words.

"Qin Xue, you remember it for me! Your life is given by your parents, and your father's life is given by me! Now that your father is also dead, our old Qin family is the only one left in your lone seedling, who will do these things if you don't do them? ”

"More than a dozen lives from the top and bottom of the old Qin family, plus those relatives and neighbors in the village, were all killed by Tian Baoguo and Chen Changfeng! You can't help but take revenge! ”

"I desperately saved your father in order to get revenge on him. I didn't expect that waste to be so unproductive and die so early! Now that our old Qin family has no children and grandchildren, Chen Changfeng and Tian Baoguo can't live in peace! ”

The woman never showed up, saying that she was dead. Hearing her words, I was covered in a cold sweat and glanced sympathetically at the little girl kneeling on the ground.

After looking at it again, I found that her eyebrows and eyes were indeed extremely similar to Qin Xue, was she really Qin Xue when she was a child?

But what is going on with Grandma Qin Xue, how can a dead person speak? Could it be that Qin Xue's grandmother has been haunted and hidden in this dark room?

"Grandma Qin Xue" was still cursing, she seemed to be full of hatred for my grandfather and Tian Baoguo. Combined with what Tian Jianjun said before, Tian Baoguo should be Tian Jianjun's father and Tian Xin's grandfather.

If the kneeling little girl in front of me is really Qin Xue, I really feel sorry for her, she has lived in hatred since she was a child, and she has been constantly instilled with all kinds of deformed concepts, and it is not easy to live sincerely.

I didn't interrupt "Grandma Qin Xue", in fact, I had no way to interrupt her, so I could only stand there and listen. From her cursing, the old memories of more than forty years ago became clearer and clearer.

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