Eleven was missing that night.

My mom has been very wrong since she asked about the brainless words, but she didn't show any flaws, at most it looked a little weird as my grandmother said, and when Eleven said he was leaving the next day, she said something to Eleven in private, and at that time she mysteriously called Eleven outside, and I don't know what the two of them said in private. My dad asked my mom and my mom she didn't say anything, Eleven didn't see anything, I asked him, but he kept silent.

Then in the middle of the night, Eleven was gone, and the moment I woke up, I just heard the sound of the door being shut, and then I found that Eleven was not in bed, and I reacted fairly quickly, so I got up to look, but when I got to the window, I didn't see anyone, as if what I had just heard was an illusion.

But soon I heard the sound of the cat's meow, and when I heard this meow, my hair almost stood on end, and then I had a very bad feeling, and sure enough, I saw the snow-white cat appear again in the yard, and I was so surprised that I could not speak. Because this cat had been caught when he was blind and had been drained from his body, but now it has reappeared in my house.

I quickly reacted, this is not the one that was caught, and the one that was caught was never the one that appeared in my house, I remembered the things about this cat recorded on the yellow sign, if this cat Gu was made from the corpse of my third sister from the beginning, then my third sister was not born when my grandfather was born, that is to say, there is still a cat Gu in our family, and it has always been this one.

I gasped as I realized this.

But I was soon amazed by what was next, for I saw a man outside the North Wing, and she had been standing under the North Wing so much that I hadn't seen it at all, and I hadn't noticed it if it hadn't been for the cat walking slowly. I saw that it was a woman, and at first I thought it was my grandmother, because my grandmother lived in the north wing, but soon I didn't feel like it, grandma, she was old, her movements were not so flexible, and she didn't match her size. Soon I recognized it as my mother, and I don't know when, she was standing under the eaves of the north wing, and I didn't know what she was doing.

What surprised me even more. I saw the white cat walking towards her, and I was worried about my mother, but soon I saw her bend down and the cat jumped into her arms.

The scene is familiar. It reminds me of another cat jumping into my aunt's arms, and at that moment I just felt a chill all over my body, and I didn't even know if my mother was still my mother, or if she had already become someone else.

I stood in front of the window and watched her and the cat, and then I didn't know what my mother was doing, so I walked around the yard with the cat in my arms, and finally I put the cat down, and the cat disappeared after it ran up the wall, and my mother came in to the room, and I hid behind the door for fear of being discovered by her, and then I heard the sound of the door being gently pushed open and closed, but then I felt that she was not in her room. Instead, she walked towards the door of my room, and although her steps were light, I could still feel it.

My heart began to beat faster, and I knew that she was standing in the doorway, but she didn't move, and I didn't dare to come out, or even move, for fear that she would find out if she made the slightest noise.

Then I heard the door creaking, and she was gently pushing it open, and my heart was completely lifted to my throat, and I saw the door slowly pushed open. I was standing right behind the door, and after the door was completely pushed open, I was blocked behind the door, I couldn't see outside, and then I felt my mom walk in.

I saw her gently walk towards my bedside. I stood behind the door just in time to see the bedside, and when she got to the bedside, she suddenly stood motionless, not seeming that Eleven and I were no longer in bed. As the minutes ticked by, I felt like she had been standing by my bedside for nearly ten minutes, and then I suddenly heard her say something - he was hiding behind the door.

When I heard this, I felt like my soul was going to freak out, and soon I saw my mother suddenly turn her head and look straight at me, and then soon she came from behind the door where I was standing. Completely stood still in front of me, looking at me motionless.

At this time, I couldn't believe that she was my mother, I looked at her, she also looked at me, I think Eleven was right, now she is a so-called living ghost, not my mother, my mother will not do such a terrible thing. Just as I was thinking about how to get out. Suddenly, I heard three knocks on the window behind me, as if someone was knocking on it with a finger, I tilted my head to look, but because of the line of sight, I couldn't see anything outside, but my mother was completely attracted to the past, I saw her standing motionless against the window, I don't know what she was doing, what she saw, and then I saw her go out without saying a word, and soon returned to her own room, until then I was relieved, and quickly closed the door and locked it, before returning to bed.

I was so suspicious that I didn't dare to sleep that night, and Eleven never came back, and I didn't see anything until the next day, when I learned that he was missing, and I don't know if he was missing or not saying goodbye, but I thought something must have happened, because he said that he would leave home the next day, and that it was impossible for him to leave suddenly in the middle of the night, but that something happened to him and suddenly disappeared at this point in time. It made me feel a little uneasy.

The next day my mother became normal again, they were very surprised that Eleven did not say goodbye, but in the end they didn't say anything, we went to my husband's house, originally I didn't want to come, but if I didn't come I would be at home with my mother, I was a little worried, so I insisted on coming. When I got to my husband's house, my first instinct was to look for the man in the corner, but this time he wasn't there.

Mr. has been put in the coffin, two more days to go out of the funeral, I can help I do it, and then it seems to let me and someone go to the house to get something, need two or three people, I then followed in, after entering to know that it is to carry a Buddha statue from his ancestral hall out of the scriptures, I don't know how to call me, it stands to reason that the ancestral hall is not your own family can not enter, but Mr. this lineage is basically no male in the family, he dies again, I've heard that it seems that this generation of men is out of business.

The ancestral hall of his house is located behind the main house, the layout is quite strange, the main house of his house has three rooms, the middle is the living room, that is, the hall house, and the two sides are rooms. But there are two doors on both sides of the hall of the hall, one door is the staircase up the stairs, and the other door leads to the ancestral hall at the back.

The ancestral hall is not very large, after entering the shrine I saw that it was not used to secure the ancestral shrine, but many large and small shelves and statues, the small statues were placed on the shelves, and in front of each statue there was an offering and an incense burner, and the larger statues were placed on the ground, and I wondered that the white porcelain statue that I invited to my house should be invited out from here.

We came in to carry a big statue out, and several of us worshipped in front of the statue one after another, and then we lifted the idol together, and just when I lifted the idol, I suddenly saw a person behind the idol, and when I saw it, I was startled, and my hands were unsteady and I didn't hold it, but fortunately, the other two people held the idols on both sides so that they didn't fall off and hit the ground.

When they saw that I was suddenly startled, they all asked me what was wrong, and I only saw my husband appear behind the idol, and I looked at him, and he seemed to see me staring at him, and shook his head at me.