As Bingye said, no one can take care of Grandpa's corpse if he doesn't make a move.

A purple corpse talisman from Bingye is enough to explain everything.

But when I saw them treat my grandfather's corpse like this, I was angry on the spot, and as soon as I broke free of control and rushed forward, I was slapped in the face, and several young people stepped forward to hold me down and hurled a foul insult at me.

"Dead Devil, remember me? You bit me when I was a kid! ”

During the conversation, one of the young men revealed a scar on his arm that was a few centimeters long.

I said I didn't have any memory before I was ten years old, so I remember who I bitten.

"Carry the body out and burn it!"

Bingye gave the order, and everyone began to work.

But within a few seconds of the crowd boiling, someone rushed into my house in a panic and blocked directly in front of several corpse bearers.

He ...... He...... He's back! ”

The man had a frightened look in his eyes and spoke as if he had seen a ghost.

"Funeral home or police station? Find a few people to block them! Bingye said impatiently.

"It's not! None ......" the man still couldn't say who had returned to the village.

At the moment, everyone is looking at my door.

Like this person, their faces were flustered, and they subconsciously stood on both sides to make way for them.

"Wang Tianhong!"

All of them say the name of the person who said it.

Wang Tianhong?

Isn't that my second uncle's name?

The second uncle at the door was wearing a cyan robe, with a prickly beard and a very vicissitudes of life, and it was surprising that the second uncle carried a coffin alone and crossed the threshold into my house.

Wait a minute? He was sentenced to life imprisonment for killing a feng shui master by mistake, how could he suddenly appear!

After the second uncle entered the house, he glanced at my father and me, and there was a strong murderous aura in his eyes, and suddenly the villagers let go of my father and me, so that we both had room to breathe.

The second uncle put the coffin off his shoulder, and the coffin made a loud noise.

"Bang!"

Everyone present trembled with fright at the sound.

The appearance of the second uncle, no one talked about it, you must know that the few who were crippled by the second uncle back then were also in the crowd, no wonder they saw the second uncle as if they were seeing a ghost.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

With the second uncle's angry reprimand, the villagers who were still indignant just now ran out.

In the blink of an eye, only Bingye and the second uncle were left in the living room.

"Bingye, are you waiting for me to put you in?"

The second uncle patted the coffin and threatened Bingye.

Bingye glared at the three of us viciously, without the help of the villagers, Bingye couldn't do anything as an old man.

"Tianhong, it's really you! But don't think that this matter is over, your father is already dead, and if he is not dealt with well, he will harm others and himself. ”

Bingye bypassed the second uncle, glanced at the coffin and smiled shamefully.

"A pair of seven-star peach coffins want to suppress corpses? It's just whimsical! ”

After Master Bin's departure, the second uncle put down the coffin steadily, untied the grandfather's body and put it in the coffin.

The second uncle was silent and kowtowed three times to the coffin.

There have been great changes in the past ten years, not only the second uncle, but also our family.

But the father and the second uncle were talking more about their grandfather, and they were trying to figure out how to leave the whole body for their grandfather, rather than burning their grandfather's corpse.

The return of the second uncle gave my father hope.

According to the second uncle, the cause of my grandfather's death is special, because I am a corpse child, my grandfather used the forbidden technique from the moment I was born, exchanging life for life, otherwise he could easily live to be a hundred years old, and everything was sacrificed for me.

Counting from the day my grandfather died, today is the seventh day.

The first seven souls, but grandpa has a soul but no soul, and the lonely ghosts and wild ghosts within a radius of hundreds of miles will scramble to forcibly seize grandpa's corpse, so as to borrow the corpse to return the soul, so that grandpa will completely become a murderous and bloodthirsty zombie.

"Five kilometers away, there is an abandoned Guanyin Temple, there is a human head in the temple of the King of the Earth Bodhisattva stone statue to take it back and put it in the coffin, after tonight a hundred ghosts take the body, tomorrow let the eight immortals carry the coffin, everything can be safe!"

My second uncle, like me, has been learning the five arts from my grandfather since he was a child, and he is naturally more proficient in this aspect than me.

"I'll go." The father got up and was about to go out, but was stopped by the second uncle.

"Big brother, you can't go, you have to let Ah Yang go." The second uncle pointed at me and said.

I didn't refuse, let alone refuse, after all, the second uncle exchanged his prison life for my survival.

But the second uncle said that now is not the time, because the stone statue of the Jizo King Bodhisattva will only appear at night.

In the blink of an eye, eleven o'clock in the evening.

My father stayed at home to guard my grandfather's corpse to avoid the villagers from secretly haunting me, and my second uncle took me to the so-called Guanyin Temple, where I learned that it was on the top of a deep mountain that had not been mined for many years.

"Do you know why you were asked to go?" The second uncle asked.

I shook my head, unaware.

"You were born a corpse, born with yin and yang and can see dirty things, did your grandfather teach you the rules of entering the temple?" The second uncle continued to ask me.

"You know, when you enter a house, you have to call someone, and when you enter a temple, you have to worship God." I replied.

Later, my second uncle pricked a small wound on my middle finger with a thin needle and dripped blood into an oil lamp.

If I have any accidents, my second uncle will judge my situation by the light of the oil lamp at this station.

I am naturally yin and heavy, and I will not disturb the Jizo King Bodhisattva, so the second uncle can only wait for me at the bottom of the mountain.

"Remember, there are no living people on the mountain, if someone tells you not to turn back, once you turn back, no one can save you!"

The second uncle warned me repeatedly, and I nodded, and ran up the hill with a flashlight.

After a few minutes of stepping into the mountains, I realized that there was already a thick fog, and the flashlight could only illuminate the surrounding area of about five meters.

Although this mountain is in the territory of our village, no one has ever visited this mountain, and the grass on the mountain is no longer waist-high, so I can only keep climbing up, and several times I have slipped down the steep slope.

"Ah Yang!"

"Wait for me!"

Isn't this the voice of the second uncle?

I was just about to turn my head to look behind me, but suddenly remembered what my second uncle had said, and I couldn't turn back when I went up the mountain.

If it's not the second uncle, then who is it?

Thinking of this made my scalp tingle, and I ran up the hill like crazy.

As a result, I accidentally fell, and I was just about to stand up but found that my ankle couldn't move, and when I looked down, I found that I had stepped on a ceramic jar, and my pants were sticky, like sticky mud.

I shined my flashlight on the broken ceramic jar, and a rotting human head came into my eyes!

You can tell that it's not an adult's head, but a child's head.

In my panic, I smashed several ceramic jars around me in the process of struggling, and the stench of decay spread across the mountain, and the corpses of children were everywhere the flashlight shone through.

This is...... Urn coffin burial!