The night is dark and the wind is high, and the doors and windows are closed.

It is windy and rainy, and it does not pick up customers.

There are no people lying on the west side of the store.

The coffin of the crossover person needs to worship the gods.

These are the words that have been handed down from the generation of my great-grandfather, who was my grandfather's grandfather.

I don't know what evil the Wu family has created, since the generation of the great grandfather, it seems to be cursed.

My great-grandfather lived to be 30 years old, and when he was dying, he opened a coffin shop and told my grandfather this sentence.

said that this might allow the grandfather to live a few more days.

As a result, my grandfather lived to be 33 years old and disappeared.

My grandfather lived to be 35 years old.

When I was younger, I didn't understand, and my grandmother told me these things.

In my father's generation, I was the longest-lived, and I had good grades when I graduated from middle school, but my family didn't let me study, because of this, I haven't called my dad since then, it's all the old man who calls me that.

I was forced to follow the old man into the coffin shop.

After a few years of wandering, the old man fed me a lot of strange things in my head.

But when the old man left, I cried the most, and the old man was 37 years old that year.

I became the owner of the coffin shop as a matter of course.

Originally, it was nothing, as long as there were no dead people, there was nothing wrong with the coffin shop, and there was no shortage of money at home, just the day before yesterday, my mother suddenly gave me a broken book, and I knew that the Wu family was really in trouble.

I also know why I was given the name Wu Changshou, although it is a little ugly, but it is also for my good.

From my grandfather to my father, when I was in my 20s, I would go out, and I don't know what to do.

But this book is where they've been.

Nantou Village.

Doll's grave.

Kitago ghost house.

Balipu Land Temple.

Fox Tomb.

Just looking at these names sends chills down my back.

My mother said that these are all opportunities for me to live, since the generation of my grandfather, the Wu family is a male seedling, and the life expectancy is 30 years old.

If you want to live for a long time, you can continue according to this rule.

The other mothers didn't say much, but just gave me the family passbook and let me make my own decisions in the future.

It's just that what makes me uncomfortable is that the next day, my mother left.

I left a letter, and the content was simple.

It means that I don't want to be old and no one will send her to the end, so I will remarry myself, don't look for her in the future, she is also worthy of the Wu family.

I sat on the gate pier with the letter in my hand and spent a sad day, and the people in the village only sighed when they saw it, and no one came to comfort me.

My buddies who were about my age also went out to work, and I felt lonely for the first time.

A day passed in a daze.

I went to the coffin shop in town before dark.

It's more comfortable to stay here than at home, at least you don't have to think about it.

The town is not too big, not far from the village, and it is only about 20 minutes away by bike.

It was cloudy, but the rain never started.

My brain was a mess, as if I had been drained of my soul.

I also forgot the words left by my ancestors, and did not close the door.

I ordered a little noodles, and this coffin shop has been doing white business since my grandfather's generation.

Sell some things that you need for white things, paper figures, ingots, candles and the like.

I sat in the small hall in front of me, eating, staring blankly out.

The rain was pouring down, but not heavily.

The power went out, and I lit two candles, the kind of white candles.

Under the glow of candlelight, the paper figure placed in the corner looks even more eerie.

Especially when the candlelight flickered, it was as if the paper figure had a reaction.

But after staying for a long time, I got used to it.

"Anyone."

There was a knock at the door, but there was no one to be seen.

The door is open, there are not so many rules in this town, there are usually business doors, and when you see the door open, you will come in directly.

It was rare to meet someone so polite, so I put down the bowl and walked over.

Walking to the gate with an umbrella, I asked, "Who?" "No one replied.

I was about to lean out to take a look, when suddenly a person appeared in front of me, and I almost screamed out in fright.

A middle-aged man stood in the doorway, looking at me with a blank face.

"What's the matter?" I asked angrily.

"Fix the coffin."

"Come in."

Walking into the small hall, the man sat down on a stool.

"Who's going to use it?" I shouldn't have asked that, but I was already angry, and I was taken aback by him, so I didn't care so much.

"A coffin, for mother and son, the old Chen family in Donggou Village, will be sent over early tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, the man took out the money and put it on the table.

This money is not a deposit, it is the number of the whole coffin.

After explaining, he got up and left, and watching him walk in the rain, I suddenly felt my scalp tingle and shivered.

Only then did I react, remembered the words left by my ancestors, and immediately closed the door.

But this money is all down, and this transaction cannot be returned, especially this dead man's business.

Coffins, there's one in the store.

However, this mother-son coffin is not ordinary, and it is very evil.

I suddenly remembered the things that the old man had instilled in me, and he said that the mother and child coffin business could not be done.

But he didn't say what the consequences would be.

In this case, I didn't think about it so much, the coffin is ready-made, and I will hire someone to carry it over tomorrow.

Donggou Village I know, it's not too far from the town.

I was tormented enough by this day, so I simply went into the back room and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, it was still raining outside.

I got up from my bed and tried to pee and go back to sleep, but when I walked out of the back room, I suddenly froze.

The doors and windows were closed, and there was no wind to blow in.

I remember forgetting to blow out the candles when I went back to the back room.

How is this pitch black?

tiptoed into the small hall.

Two candles sit on the table intact.

Burned a little half, but extinguished?

This candle is big, and it takes a little effort to blow it out, how can it be extinguished by itself without wind.

Is it because of breaking the rules? Did you really get into trouble?