'Whoa... Boom...' followed by a rhythmic sound.

Zhou Weimin didn't dare to think about it, he could only mechanically pull the rice in his hand with chopsticks and stuff it into his mouth, not knowing what the rice tasted like.

“... Sister... Your home... There are guests... Na..."

A voice came from behind him, hoarse and low, with a distorted feeling, like an old cassette tape in a soundtrack with no electricity.

I only felt that the hairs on my neck stood on end, and even the skin tightened, Zhou Weimin didn't dare to look back at this talking thing, just lowered his head to eat.

The footsteps did not stop, and he walked straight into the kitchen through the doorway, and in his peripheral vision, he saw the old woman passing by him, and then walking towards the stove.

After that, a maroon figure appeared in the field of vision, and the cold completely wrapped him, leaving only the string of Buddhist beads hanging in front of his neck like a warm baby, constantly emitting heat.

The dress, which was supposed to be a cream-white linen texture, was stained brown and red with blood stains from blood clotting, and there were tattered marks everywhere, some of which seemed to have been cut with scissors, and the edges of the notches were very neat, while others looked as if they had been torn alive, and some of them looked like they had been torn apart by some kind of jagged whip or something.

There was a rattling sound, but it was a pair of iron cuffs tied to its bare feet and ankles, and the chains rubbed against the ground as it walked on tiptoe.

Barely able to maintain the posture of eating, Zhou Weimin's whole body began to tremble, he watched the brown figure sit down opposite him like this, he didn't even dare to look up, its appearance.

"You... Hello..."

Very abruptly, it actually opened its mouth to greet Zhou Weimin.

'Hum', Zhou Weimin only felt that his head was about to explode, except for burying his head lower, he didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, the old woman walked back to the table with a bowl of rice and a pair of chopsticks at this time, and gently placed them in front of her.

As if it had been saved, it picked up the bowl and ate it, and let out a creepy exclamation, which was like something crossing the mirror, piercing the ear drum for a while.

Zhou Weimin quietly looked at its hands, which were a pair of plump and full but black hands, and the long nails looked very neat as if they had been pasted with nail pieces, but there were a lot of dirt-like dirt left between the nails.

"You... Not hungry... OK... Give it to me? ”

It seemed that Zhou Weimin's paused movement once again attracted its attention, and it spoke again.

The Buddha beads were getting hotter and hotter, Zhou Weimin didn't look up, he became like a starving ghost, constantly stuffing rice into his mouth, and swallowing it directly without chewing.

It didn't take long for Zhou Weimin to find out embarrassedly that he had swallowed too fast, and a bowl of rice was about to bottom out.

Zhou Weimin raised his head with an ugly face, the cold sweat on his forehead even covered his eyes a little, he tried to control himself from looking at the monster in front of him, and directly twisted to the right to look at the old woman.

But what he saw was the old woman looking at the monster with a kind face, just like when his grandmother watched her eat when she was a child.

Giving up asking for help, Zhou Weimin lowered his head again, and he became extremely careful eating each grain of rice, eager to chew it for hours.

"I... Eat... Full..."

As the last bite of rice was stuffed into its mouth, the monster placed the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and slowly stood up, the shackles under his feet rubbing against the ground and rattling.

"Sister... I'm going back..."

The monster spoke very slowly, then swerved towards the kitchen.

One step, one step, one step...

The voice gradually faded away, and the chill gradually faded, Zhou Weimin couldn't help but turn his head, wanting to look at the back of this monster.

Who knows, what he saw was a head that had been split in half and was hunched over his neck! There was also a pigtail hanging from the back of each half of her head, and those two pigtails swayed from side to side as she walked slowly.

The corners of his eyes twitched and turned his head, and Zhou Weimin even began to tremble.

The door opened, the door closed, and the monster seemed to have left the house.

After gasping a few times, Zhou Weimin put down the dishes and chopsticks, and his two hands were so tense and hard that even his knuckles became white.

The mobile phone rang, and Zhou Weimin turned on the phone with his stiff right hand.

"She's my sister, and this rice is their food, which can temporarily mask your breath, you don't have to worry. Coming here, for you, it's just a wonderful misunderstanding, and it's okay to stop contacting it in the future. They're all poor, half-dead people, so please keep them a secret, or you'll get a lot of things you don't want to see. ”

As soon as I finished reading it, a second text message followed.

"I thought you inherited the mantle of Hu Die, who knew it was a misunderstanding, when you leave, I will teach you a method, how to use the bone beads left by your grandmother, completely get rid of the residual breath. Anyway, stay here until half-past nine, they're all back, and you're good to go. ”

Zhou Weimin didn't even have the strength to speak, and after reading it, in addition to nodding numbly, he was even more puzzled about his grandmother's past.

The old man who had been smiling in his impression, could it be that he would be involved in this kind of thing on weekdays?

What are bone beads? Is it the beads on your chest?

Zhou Weimin opened his mouth and swallowed these questions again, he just wanted to be quiet for another hour now, and leave this ghost place immediately at half past nine.

"If you can, can you help me burn paper money together?"

The mobile phone screen lit up again, and after Zhou Weimin finished reading it, he looked up at the old woman, hesitating whether to agree, for fear that something paradoxical would happen again.

"I can tell you more secrets in exchange, as long as you keep it a secret afterwards. Aren't you curious about Hu Die's past? ”

Seeing Zhou Weimin's hesitation, the old woman sent a text message again, and the content on it completely moved him.

He nodded, and the old woman grinned silently, and stood up first, and walked out of the kitchen.

Holding the table hard with both hands, Zhou Weimin barely stabilized her trembling legs and stood up.

Half-leaning against the wall, he walked out of the kitchen and saw that the old woman was already squatting in front of a brazier, constantly putting paper money in it.

Carefully moved over, and after observing for a few seconds, Zhou Weimin slowly squatted down, he took a stack of paper money, split it, and then folded it in half and put it in the brazier.

The pile of embers ignited the paper money, and the burning flames emitted heat and warmed his body, and it only seemed that he could really come to his senses after a few minutes.

"What are they?" Zhou Weimin, who calmed down, first raised a question.

"They and I were both former villagers in Xiayang Village, but they took the wrong path and became half-dead, and I was lucky enough to meet your grandmother," the old woman replied on her phone.

"Is it because of that qigong?" He continued to ask, glancing sideways at the old woman.

The light of the fire flickered on her countenance, and she was a living person except for being a little too old.

"That's just a statement, a lot of things just need a plausible statement, you should change the question, like ask your grandmother or something."

Even if it was an exchange, the old woman didn't seem to want to dwell too much on this issue, she didn't extend it, but asked Zhou Weimin to change the direction of the question.

Forcing the frightened brain to run again, Zhou Weimin kept burning paper money, and asked after a while: "Has my grandmother ever been here?" ”

When Hu Die was mentioned in her words, the old woman seemed to smile, her face in the firelight was much softer, and she took longer to edit text messages.

"Your grandmother has been here many times, and each time she burns a lot of things for me, just like you do now. Your grandmother is a very nice person and a very strong woman, I like her very much, and many people like me like her. Some time ago, when your grandmother taught me how to cook things for myself, I was still very puzzled, it turned out that she felt that she couldn't hold on, so she taught me. ”

After reading this message, Zhou Weimin, who finally recovered, suddenly felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be coagulated, and he happened to be holding a piece of paper money hanging above the brazier in his hand, until the fire ignited the paper money and burned his fingers.

Suddenly getting up and taking a few steps back, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he didn't know what to say.

The old woman turned around and beckoned to Zhou Weimin, signaling him not to panic, and at the same time made up a text message again.

Zhou Weimin just watched the old woman press the keyboard, and only moved it back until the mobile phone thrown on the ground lit up again.

"Many people want to live forever, including your grandmother, but some people have succeeded in a few steps, such as your grandmother, and some people have failed at the beginning, such as them, and me, to judge whether a soul is dead or alive, you should not judge it only by appearances, but by whether it is still yourself. But at least none of the people I know have ever succeeded, not even your grandmother who got a material like a bone bead and had to accept death in the end. ”

How many successful steps have you had?

Zhou Weimin thought about the old man lying in the coffin coldly, except for being very good at drinking, exaggerated to the point that she had to drink a pound of unstable rice wine brewed by the farmer every meal, she was no different from other old people.

"Can you tell me what kind of person my grandmother really is?"