Shenhao's operation was expected by me, and he must have been worried that I would incite tourists to scold him in private messages, so he would cancel his account.

After all, what he did was too despicable and immoral, and anyone who was put on him would scold him.

What really struck me was the sentence he left on the main page, saying that I only have three days to live, what does that mean exactly?

I am only twenty-seven years old this year, and I have not even reached the age of establishment, so how can I only have three days to live.

Besides, I just went to the hospital for a physical examination half a month ago, and there is no major illness in the minor illness, and the body is very good and delicious, so there is no problem.

After some contemplation, I suspected that this Shenhao deliberately left this sentence to curse me, and he first gave me a shroud and concluded that I would send him a private message, so he left this sentence on the homepage to disgust me.

It's equivalent to me giving you a piece of to eat, and then asking you if it's good after you finish eating, it's just disgusting and disgusting to open the door, disgusting to home.

After closing the main page, I looked at the live stream, and the visitors in the live broadcast room were constantly comforting me, but the number of people in the upper right corner had plummeted.

In the time I was looking at the main page of Shenhao, the number of people had dropped sharply from 100,000 to 50,000 or 60,000.

Because they know that it is impossible for me to wear this shroud with me, let alone wear it on my body, even if Shenhao brushed me 400,000 yuan, this is my bottom line.

The reason why I rejected shroud so much was not because I thought it was a bad thing, but because I heard an anecdote from my dad when I was young.

I remember that I was about seven or eight years old at that time, and boys were more naughty at this age, especially children in the countryside.

If there is a mountain and a river in the village, then the home is like the big car shop, and there will be no intersection at all except sleeping and eating.

At that time, I was also a child king in the village, and I would run around the mountains with children of the same age or one or two years younger, and sometimes I forgot to go home for dinner when I was crazy.

After being beaten up by my dad a few times, I still don't have a long memory, so my dad came up with a trick and he started telling me some real and fantastical anecdotes.

Although my dad was not educated, he had a lot of eyes, and he never told me stories during the day, even when I was at home, he didn't say a word.

But as soon as the sun went down, he would carry a bench to the big locust tree in front of his house, and wait for me to go home with a dry tobacco bag in his mouth.

After three to five days of continuous talking, I formed a habit of rushing home every day when the sun was about to set.

At that time, my mother thought that I had changed sex, but I didn't know that it was my father's story that hooked my soul.

I remember very well that day, a villager in the village called Uncle Li by my father passed away, and after the funeral in the afternoon, it was already sunset, and when I got home, my father told me a story about shrouds.

He said that wearing a shroud on a dead person is nothing more than the last dignity left by the dead in the world, but if it is worn on a living person, it is a life talisman.

Although the shroud is sewn by a yang person, as long as you wear a shroud, it already means that you have become a dead person, and the yang energy on your body will be slowly sucked out of the body by the shroud until it becomes a real wandering ghost.

My dad said that there was a child in our neighboring village who had put on his grandfather's shroud and almost had a big accident.

The child's grandfather was in a hurry, and the adults in the family were busy cleaning the coffin for the child's grandfather that day, but the child secretly put on the shroud prepared for his grandfather.

After being discovered, the adults in the family quickly took off the shroud on his body, although the shroud was taken off, this matter was far from over.

After the funeral, the child began to have an inexplicable high fever, once burning to 40 degrees, and finally fainted directly.

When he woke up, although the high fever had subsided, he was like a different person, standing at the head of the bed and scolding the elders in the family, the scene was like a father scolding his son.

When the family saw this strange scene, they thought that the child had hysteria, so they planned to tie the child up with hemp rope first, and then find a gentleman who could watch things after dawn.

But they didn't expect that the strength of a child of a few years old was not ordinary, he scolded while struggling, and said that his shroud was worn by others.

Hearing this, the adults in the family suddenly realized that the child was not suffering from hysteria, but was followed by his grandfather's soul!

Later, the adult went to the county seat overnight to buy incense candles, ingots and paper toilet beauties.

Strange to say, the child fell asleep again after the sacrifice was burned, but when he woke up he was back to normal, but he had no memory of what had happened.

Later, my dad said that it was fortunate that he was wearing his family's longevity clothes, and if he wore an outsider or a longevity coat of unknown origin, it would be difficult to say, and if he didn't make trouble, he would lose his life.

I believed in my father's words, so I was so reluctant to the shroud in front of me, even if this god asked for all the gifts he gave back, I would not be able to wear this shroud.

My parents are still counting on me to retire and send me to the end of my life, how can I let them send white-haired people to black-haired people.

After making up my mind, I looked at the phone screen again, and there were only more than 20,000 people left in the live broadcast room, and there were many fewer messages.

At this time, I didn't have the heart to care about the amount of traffic, staring at the screen and saying directly: "I will treat this matter as the tourist who made a joke with me, and I will go downstairs to throw away the shroud later, if the tourist thinks that I don't talk enough to go directly to the platform, whether it is to return the money or complain, anyway, I will never wear this shroud, and finally thank you Lao Tie for accompanying me until late at night, and hugging your fists!" ”

After clasping my fists at the visitors in the live broadcast room, I closed the live broadcast, picked up the box on the table and walked out the door.

There is a garbage dump downstairs in my rented house, and the garbage collection vehicles start to clean up the previous day's garbage around 5 a.m., so I don't have to worry about the shrouds in this box being picked up by waste pickers or passers-by.

When I went downstairs, I walked straight to the garbage dump across the road, and it was already the middle of the night, and the wind was bitterly cold, and I was shivering in a thin pajamas, and I couldn't help but speed up my pace.

Just before walking to the garbage station, I was about to throw the box in my hand into the trash can, when there was a sudden sound of rustling in the garbage building.

The inside of the garbage building was pitch black, just the blind spot of the street lights, and nothing could be seen.

I was about to drop the box and leave immediately, but unexpectedly, two scarlet points of light were revealed in the dark garbage building, as if they were two red gems.

I subconsciously took two steps back when I saw the scene in front of me, and then I saw the scarlet light point move forward quickly, until I came to the bright light and realized that it was a black dog with red eyes.

I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that it was a black dog, and threw the box in my hand directly into the trash.

What I didn't expect was that at the moment when the box was thrown into the trash, the black dog jumped up more than half a meter on the spot as if it had been electrocuted, and its body bowed into a shrimp shape.

It screamed at me as it retreated into the darkness, and the terrible scream made my scalp tingle and goosebumps in the night.

I glanced at the face of the black dog by the light of the street, and I was immediately startled, the black dog's expression was extremely hideous, and his eyes were full of panic, as if he had seen a ghost.

I didn't linger too long when I saw the black dog, I turned around and left, but after a few steps, the shouting behind me stopped.

By the time I looked back, the black dog was gone, and the red jewel-like eyes were no longer visible in the darkness.

I thought the black dog had been frightened and left the garbage building, so I didn't think much about it, and then turned around and walked in the direction of the residential building.

The apartment I rented was very old, and there was no lighting in the middle of the floor, so I had to take out my mobile phone and use a flashlight tool to illuminate it.

As I walked up the third floor, I heard a heavy wheezing sound in front of me.

I held up my phone to take a picture of it, and saw a rickety old lady standing on the stairs with a white sack on her shoulder, panting for breath.

The old lady looked to be about sixty or seventy years old, her hair was almost gray, and her body was thin, as if she had only a skeleton of bones left.

Luckily, I still had my phone with me downstairs, and I guess I would be scared enough to meet this old lady in the dark.

"Auntie, which household are you, why am I looking at you, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" I looked at the old lady and asked curiously.

"I'm upstairs 603, I usually don't live here, isn't this my daughter about to give birth, I thought about coming over to serve her confinement, I originally came by car early this morning, but the bus happened to break down on the road, and it was almost midnight when it was repaired and drove to the city, and I inquired all the way to find here." The old lady looked at me kindly and said.

I've been living here since I came to the city, and I've been living here for a year or two, and although my neighbors in the city aren't as fond of visiting as they are in the countryside, I don't see them when I look down, and I know them upstairs and downstairs.

The eldest sister of the 603 family is indeed pregnant, and I watched her drag her bulky body upstairs two days ago, so this old lady is really for the eldest sister to serve the confinement.

Seeing that the old lady was thin and the sack behind her was not light, I offered to help her carry it, but the old lady hurriedly refused, saying that there were only a few floors, and she would go up to take a breath.

I was going to insist, and even wanted to take the sack and go upstairs, but I didn't expect that just as my hand was about to touch the sack, the old lady suddenly glared at me, and the kind look on her face disappeared immediately.

Her eyes were vicious, as if she was about to eat people, and I was so frightened that I suddenly withdrew my hand, and then walked quickly upstairs.

As I walked, I thought to myself that this old lady was so strange, why was she so reluctant to let me help when she was so handy, and even looked at me with that kind of cruel eyes.

Before I knew it, I had come to the fifth floor, and I was just about to continue walking up, when the smell of burning paper came from upstairs.

As soon as I smelled the smell, I looked up and saw that there seemed to be a fire at the top of the stairs on the sixth floor, and someone was muttering something quietly.

I walked upstairs quickly following the smell of burnt paper, and when I reached the staircase on the sixth floor, I found the eldest sister of the 603 family and her husband kneeling on the ground muttering something.

In front of them was a dilapidated iron basin with burning yellow paper and a few plates of melon and fruit snacks next to it.

It stands to reason that the mid-year festival is the day of burning paper sacrifices, and now that the mid-year festival has passed, which paper did the two people burn in the middle of the night?

"Eldest sister, why are you and your eldest brother still burning paper sacrifices so late, hasn't the Midyear Festival already passed?"

The staircase is so narrow, I didn't want to ask more about this kind of thing, but since they are all neighbors, I can only ask casually.

The eldest sister of 603 raised her head after hearing my voice, with a tearful look in her eyes, and the eldest brother next to her lowered her head and couldn't help sobbing.

"Today is my mother's first seven, she died at this time seven days ago, the older generation said that people will return to their souls seven days after death, and your eldest brother and I will burn some paper money to send her."

After the eldest sister finished speaking, she continued to bow her head and burn the paper, and I suddenly realized that after a few words of comfort, I turned around and walked upstairs.

As soon as I took three or five steps, my head buzzed, and I came down in a cold sweat.

Sister 603 said that her mother had passed away seven days ago, and today happened to be the night of the soul, so who was the old lady I saw downstairs just now!