From the conversation between the two people, Nan Jinyi and the others learned a rule in the village, all the old people who died in the village must be buried within one hour after the death, especially not to spend the night in the village. Also, on the night of the white business, everyone had to leave the village and avoid going to the mountain temple outside the village.

In the old man's words, he was afraid that the children in the village would run into those evil spirits.

There were also people in the village who died at night, but most of those people had signs and were carried to the cemetery on the hill long before they could breathe. The man's father died without warning, and after dinner, he walked around the yard with his little granddaughter twice.

After dark, they went back to their rooms to sleep, and when the man heard his father's cough, he got up from the east wing and rushed to the west wing, and his father had already rolled out of bed and fell to the ground, and he had no pulse.

My father choked to death with a mouthful of thick phlegm stuck in his throat, and when he died, his eyes rolled and his whole face was suffocated. When the man saw this, he hurriedly talked about his father's funeral, and when his father was properly placed, it was already dark. The man has no master, so he can only go to the village chief.

The village chief was quite calm, he first checked the condition of the man's father, and after confirming that he was dead and unable to return to heaven, he urged the man to take his wife and children to the mountain temple. As for him, he stayed in the room to keep a watch for the man.

The man argued with the village chief for a few words, and when he saw that the village chief insisted, he picked up his daughter, pulled his wife, and the family of three ran out of the house at the same speed as fleeing. As before, they just made a gesture to open the door and disappeared in front of the wooden door.

The cat demon whispered into Nan Jinyi's ear: "Is it a ghost?" ”

"It's not!" Nan Jinyi shook his head: "It's obsession." ”

With that, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Liu Hanshan wanted to stop it, but he didn't stop it, he stood outside the window and watched for a while, and saw that the scene in the house had not changed, and the village chief didn't seem to be affected by Nan Jinyi's action of opening the door, so he pursed his lips and followed in.

It's a small hall, and it's even more crowded when a coffin is placed. Even if Liu Hanshan didn't want to see the dead so much, he stood by the coffin.

Unlike the ordinary burial of the deceased, the old man lying in the coffin did not wear a folk longevity dress, but was wrapped in a roll of white cloth. In addition, as in other families, around the corpse, along the edge of the coffin, there are some things that the deceased liked during his lifetime. In front of the coffin is an offering table, on which are placed simple incense candles and offerings.

Unaffected by them, the village chief sat down cross-legged next to the offering table after circling the coffin for a while. While burning paper money for the deceased, he talked babblingly, talking about the things between them, starting from the beginning of his memory, until the two of them became married and had their own children.

Speaking of the child, the village chief sighed, stretched out his hand and patted it on the coffin: "Old man, you are right, when people are old, they want to enjoy the blessings of their children and grandchildren." If I had listened to your advice when I was young, our small village would not have become what it is now. ”

With a sigh from the village chief, the surroundings fell silent.

Liu Hanshan couldn't imagine what this small mountain village used to look like, but at this moment, except for this hall, the other houses, along with the entire small mountain village, were pitch black. The village, without any sound, became more and more ghostly in the night.

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

The cat demon who was originally lying on Nan Jinyi's shoulder had already begun to take a nap. Liu Hanshan saw that Nan Jinyi had been staring at the coffin, and he was embarrassed to open his mouth to speak, turned his back and supported his eyelids.

Suddenly, a large, blurry shadow appeared in front of the window, and the shadow seeped in through the crack in the window like a thick fog.

Liu Hanshan looked at the shadow steadily, and when the black shadow passed by him, even through the distance of time and space, he sensed a coolness. Immediately afterward, he felt that his limbs could no longer move, and his throat felt like something had been stuffed, and he couldn't make a sound.

He could only stand there in silence as the shadow slowly drifted past him.

The shadow crossed over the village chief, came to the coffin, and stood.

Just when Liu Hanshan was curious about what the shadow was going to do, the shadow actually stretched out two hand-like things, held the head of the corpse, and gnawed it heavily.

Liu Hanshan was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he couldn't breathe, he forced himself to endure the uncomfortable feeling, and looked at everything that happened in front of him in disbelief.

The shadow finished eating the old man's head, tore off the white cloth wrapped around him, pulled off one of his arms, and gnawed it clean one bite at a time. With the movement of the shadow devouring, it slowly revealed that it was a huge black locust.

After seeing the appearance of the black shadow clearly, Liu Hanshan only felt a tumbling in his stomach, and almost vomited out the little thing he had eaten before going up the mountain.

The black locusts ate a great amount of food, and after gnawing at the old man, they set their eyes on the offerings placed on the offering table. After it had eaten and drunk enough, it seemed to notice the village chief sitting at the offering table.

The black locust stared at the village chief motionless for a few seconds, and just when Liu Hanshan was worried that the village chief would also be eaten by the black locust, it actually flapped its wings, smashed through the window and flew away.

Seeing that the village was safe and sound, Liu Hanshan breathed a sigh of relief, but Nan Jinyi said a word, but Liu Hanshan was stunned.

"They know."

"Who?" Liu Hanshan asked.

Nan Jinyi looked at the window that had been broken and returned to its original state and said, "That locust monster knows the village chief. ”

Without waiting for Nan Jinyi to finish speaking, the village chief stood up with the coffin, he first stared at the window for a while, and then moved his hand to clean up the things inside and outside the coffin, and when the mourning hall was restored to its original state, the east had already seen white, and there were footsteps in the village. Before the deceased's son and daughter-in-law rushed back, the village chief closed the lid of the coffin and asked the deceased's family to mourn as soon as possible.

No one asked the village chief what had happened that past night.

No one thought to open the lid of the coffin to see what was going on with the dead inside.

They only noticed the appearance of the village chief, who had not been seen for a night, and he seemed to be much older again.

Nan Jinyi tugged at Liu Hanshan's sleeve and motioned for him to follow the village chief home with him.

There was still a strange smell in the small mountain village of dawn, and they followed the village chief to the house halfway up the mountain. When I opened the door, there was a lot of filth scattered on the floor. The village chief habitually picked up the broom leaning against the door and swept the yard little by little.

When he was about to finish cleaning, a beggar staggered out of the house, and he went straight to the village chief, kicked the broom in his hand, and looked at him condescendingly: "Are you satisfied?" You tell me if you're satisfied? Are you satisfied to see me become that ghost? ”

The village chief knelt on the ground with a "plop" and said in a pleading tone: "I was wrong, I know I was wrong, I beg you, don't do that kind of thing again." What do you want me to do? How do you want me to atone for my sins? As long as you say it, I will do my best. ”

"I want my mother to come back to life!" The beggar grabbed the village chief by the collar, lifted him up, and threw him down again.