"Please go home!"

The little uncle shouted again, and the team returned with joy, and after settling down with grandma according to the rules when he came, the relatives instantly surrounded me, and you said a word to me.

"Xiaojing, what's going on with you? Did you see something? ”

"What did you just look at under the tree? Is it your grandma? ”

"Why did you come back all of a sudden? Did your grandmother come to you? ”

……

I couldn't stand the interrogation of this group of old ladies, and I couldn't bear it, but fortunately, at this time, the little uncle not far away waved them directly away and walked to my side, and said in a deep voice: "Su Jing, go to your grandmother's spirit." ”

I nodded, relieved.

The little uncle turned to them again and said impatiently, "What's the use of you asking a child?" If you want to ask, just ask me! ”

The little uncle's name is Su Xiong, but he looks like a teacher in ancient times, with a little bookish atmosphere, and rarely speaks loudly on weekdays.

But at this moment, the little uncle's tone was unusually cold, and the old ladies present were startled and closed their mouths.

I knelt in front of the mourning hall and burned paper money, and from time to time I fiddled with the wick in the ever-bright lantern, which is said to illuminate the Huangquan Road for the deceased, and if it goes out, you won't be able to see the road.

After a while, there was a familiar footstep behind him, and the little uncle had been walking with his shoes pulled through, and I didn't even have to look back to know his steps.

He said that since Grandma was blocking the way, he was afraid that this matter would be strange, and he planned to go to the Ponyville next door overnight to ask the horse goddess to come over, and asked me if I could handle it alone.

I said it's okay, I'm not stupid.

The little uncle answered, and then left the mourning hall, and it didn't take long for the relatives to leave one after another, and I was suddenly left alone in the whole house.

Somehow, I remembered what my uncle said about the horse goddess.

I heard that she is a real person, but I don't know when I met my grandmother, when I was at home, I saw her carrying things from the next town all the way to find grandma, an old sister, shouting that called a kind.

It stands to reason that she has such a deep friendship with my grandmother, so she should come and see it.

I sighed faintly, as the saying goes, people go to tea and cool, and Ma Shenpo didn't come, which seems to be reasonable, and that group of relatives, each of them is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Thinking wildly, I fell asleep on the futon, and was woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of rustling.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

The room was quiet, and the "squeak" sound sounded suddenly, which was really harsh in the mourning hall, and if you listened carefully, it seemed that it was his mother who came out of the coffin!

I was a spirit, sleepy, cowering towards the coffin, the fear in my heart was infinitely magnified at this time, and I thought of the grandmother I saw under the tree before, even if I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, I couldn't help but have a thought in my heart.

Could it be...... Deceived corpses, huh?

Phew.

"Squeak Squeak......"

The voice, as if deliberately trying to attract my attention, was particularly piercing in the silence of the mourning hall, and there was even a faint sound of scratching the coffin board, as if someone was scratching my heart with a fingernail.

I was so nervous that I held my breath and snuck my foot down, and the "squeak" sound became louder and louder!

Grandma's body was covered with a white cloth, and when I looked closely, I saw several fat rat heads burrowing inside the white cloth, but their tails were exposed and wagging happily.

Seeing this scene, half of my body without thinking about it poked into the coffin to grab the big mouse, and before I could touch it, those big rats were like eyes on the back of the buttocks, and they scurried up in the coffin!

Some rats even have flesh in their mouths!

How could these brutes abuse Grandma's corpse like this?

I was angry, I said to my grandmother Don't blame, and climbed directly into the coffin, but this group of rats seemed to be deliberately against me, and they chased chickens and dogs for a while, and the ground was full of mess.

By the time I calmed down, the old rat had already run away.

I was full of anger and had nowhere to vent it, and all I immediately thought of was to go and see how my grandmother was doing, and the white cloth had already been lifted in the chaos, revealing my grandmother's body, except for the one covered under the shroud.

Just like the old lady she saw under the tree, covered with no skin, only a blur of flesh and blood.

I shuddered, saying that it was not afraid of being fake, even if I knew that the person in front of me was my grandmother, but when I saw the old lady's respectful face, I couldn't help but tremble and picked up the white cloth on the side to cover the old lady, and I was barely relieved.

Glancing outside, the sky outside was already gray, and it would be dawn in a while.

It's good to wait for the little uncle to come back.

I turned around and was about to return to the ever-bright lamp, but I saw a little old man suddenly appear on the incense case!

The little old man was a dwarf, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, a slightly funny shirt that did not fit, a cigarette in his left hand, and was nibbling on an apple, and his protruding front teeth made him unusually obscene.

Before I could speak, the little old man stopped his movements and smiled at me, and took a puff of dry cigarette.

I don't know what kind of cigarette he smoked, but the moment the smoke filled the air, a disgusting fishy smell came to his nose.

"Su Jing ......"

The voice came from the direction of the little old man, but I felt a shudder, and the voice was shrill and hoarse, twisted as if it were the first time I had spoken.

What about people?

"Su Jing!"

Suddenly, there was a sound, and I looked back suddenly, and the little old man's face was covered with jagged hair, and his eyes were like beans, and he pounced on me with a cold expression!

"You!"

Sharp nails erupted from his two hands like chicken paws, and I hurriedly dodged, and my hands scratched the incense table behind me with a harsh and abnormal sound!

I asked with trepidation who this old man was?

The little old man only smiled and didn't answer, I cautiously wanted to go to the side to get a burning stick to defend myself, but I didn't think that these feet would be as if they were welded to the ground, and I couldn't move!

The little old man laughed wickedly, and his claws grabbed at my chest!

The horror was densely clinging up his back, and even his legs were trembling, "Don't! No! Not ......"

There was a tingling pain in my chest, and I screamed, shaking my whole body.

When I opened my eyes, I didn't know when I was lying on the ground, and the ghost envoy turned his head to look in the direction of the incense case, and there was nothing empty.

Dream?

But the palpitations still lingered in my chest, and I took a deep breath.

"Knock Knock ......"

There was a knock at the door, and I realized that it was already morning, and it should be my uncle who had returned.

A layer of dark clouds pressed on the top of my head, just as I was in the mood at this time, I walked to the door and opened the door, followed by a grandmother in tattered clothes.

Horse goddess.