But now, I unexpectedly saw this identical shroud in Mr. Liang's house, although it was a miniature version, dressed on two scarecrows.
But even the pattern is exactly the same, which is exactly the same as the shroud grandpa is wearing now.
Is there any connection between this? My mind kept spinning, trying to find some common ground, but after half a day, I found nothing.
Mr. Liang's tailor room has these things, it's really strange.
A tailor?
My eyes lit up as I had been ignoring Mr. Liang's identity. I boldly guessed in my heart that the strange shroud on my grandfather's body might have been made by Mr. Liang?
Thinking of this speculation, I immediately remembered that when I came to find Mr. Liang, he seemed to have known that something would happen in our family, and as soon as he arrived at my house, he asked his grandmother about the shroud.
Prove that Mr. Liang was already aware of the existence of that shroud, so I am even more certain of my speculation. If that shroud was really made by Mr. Liang, then Mr. Liang must know what its purpose is.
And the night before my grandfather's accident, he also knew the reason why I was wearing that shroud. Thinking of this, I went straight out of the house and rushed towards my house.
After all, Mr. Liang at home is still in a hurry to use what I have in my hand. As for my guess, I will find out when Mr. Liang finishes his work and asks him.
On the way home, I was still a bit nervous. When I arrived at my house, my brow furrowed because I could see my house from this place, but at this moment, I saw that there seemed to be a dark cloud behind my house.
Tonight, I glanced up at the sky and saw the bright moon. When I looked back at the mountain behind my house, I noticed that the dark clouds seemed to have a hint of red.
I shook my head, ignored it, and quickly ran into the house, running all the way. I gasped for breath and handed the things to Mr. Liang in the main room.
But at this moment, I noticed that under my grandfather's coffin, there were several oil lamps lit up. When I looked closely, there were seven oil lamps, and their shapes seemed somewhat familiar.
After watching for a while, I was suddenly surprised by the arrangement of the Big Dipper? Isn't there just a soul lamp under the coffin? I noticed some strangeness in this.
At this moment, I saw Mr. Liang open the box, and I was already curious about what the heavy box was, so I quickly leaned in to take a look.
Surprisingly, there were many iron nails, and this nail was dark red. My brow furrowed, and for some reason, I always felt that the dark red mark on the nail was blood.
I saw Mr. Liang holding iron nails and approaching my father, saying loudly, "This coffin needs to be nailed right away. I'm afraid there might be some trouble if we wait too long
As soon as Mr. Liang finished speaking, my father nodded directly. Then, I saw Mr. Liang jump effortlessly onto his grandfather's coffin, taking out a nail from his hand and aligning it with a corner of the coffin.
Bang!
Just as the dark red iron nail touched the coffin, a muffled sound came from inside, which startled me completely.
Not good, Li Zhen, quickly help me hold down the coffin board
Suddenly, Mr. Liang's voice was filled with a terrifying cry. At this moment, I heard a second muffled sound, which came from inside my grandfather's coffin.
This time the voice was clearer, and I even saw the coffin board jump slightly. And my dad's face instantly darkened, he jumped onto the coffin and sat down cross legged.
However, this didn't seem to have much effect, as the muffled sound inside the coffin became even more urgent, and even a large gap appeared on the lid of the coffin.
I was completely panicked, flustered, and had no idea what to do.
One or two, kill the rooster with a wooden knife, facing the coffin and letting the blood splash on it. "I was so panicked that I didn't even react to my father's voice.
Hurry up! What are you staring at
My dad let out a low drink, which made me shiver. I looked around and saw a rooster and a wooden knife beside me.
Without considering anything else, I rushed up and grabbed the rooster on the ground. With a wooden knife in one hand, I arrived at my grandfather's coffin.
At this point, the coffin board had already jumped up quite high, and most importantly, there were still two living people sitting on it, my father and Mr. Liang?
And through the cracks in the coffin, I saw my grandfather's stiff hands constantly pushing the coffin board? My heart is beating rapidly.
In a moment of urgency, I swung my wooden knife directly at the head of the big rooster.
The big rooster didn't even make a scream for some reason, and I heard the sound of blood rushing out.
Pooh!
The rooster's blood was not much in the first place, but now it's all sprayed out and splattered directly onto the coffin.
Bang!
At the moment when the rooster's blood splattered onto the coffin, there was a loud bang and the coffin lid fell instantly, followed by no movement or stillness.
Got it?
I was delighted in my heart. It seems that the rooster's blood has played a role. I do know some about rooster blood, which is the ultimate yang. That's why I placed the big rooster on top of the coffin when I lifted it up the mountain.
It is to suppress ghosts, so this rooster, also known as the Soul Suppressing Chicken, can intimidate the dead. However, this afternoon, the rooster flew away directly from the coffin, which is probably related to Grandpa.
Old people often say that when someone dies, they don't want to leave, so it's the opposite. I've never seen it before, but this time I've seen it all through my grandfather.
After a minute, Grandpa's coffin still hadn't moved, and I saw Mr. Liang and my dad both breathed a long sigh of relief.
At this moment, both of them had fine beads of sweat on their foreheads, but my father and Mr. Liang were still sitting on the coffin, and the iron nail from before appeared again in Mr. Liang's hand.
I saw Mr. Liang pointing the nail at the coffin board like this, and then his palm slammed down suddenly. My breath paused slightly. Is that an iron nail? I'm afraid it's not less than ten centimeters, just using your palm like this? And the coffin board is made of solid wood, right?
Before I could be surprised, I saw Mr. Liang slap the iron nail into the coffin board with one palm.
The first nail was struck, and I saw Mr. Liang start striking the second one, seven nails in a row. Because there was no further mishap in the coffin, all seven nails were directly struck into the coffin by Mr. Liang.
After finishing all of this, Mr. Liang and my father finally came down from Grandpa's coffin. After coming down, Mr. Liang quickly reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.
My dad quickly asked me to pour a cup of tea for Mr. Liang. I nodded and went to pour a cup of tea for both my dad and Mr. Liang.
Mr. Liang frowned and glanced at his grandfather's coffin before sitting on the stool and taking a sip of tea with peace of mind.
I looked at my father and Mr. Liang with a heavy expression, and I didn't know what to say. After all, I understood this too, only that it was a moth from my grandfather's body.
And now I still have some difficulty changing, how did grandpa die?
Alright, Li Zhen, there shouldn't be any major issues for now. You can go take a break and have your child accompany me on the night watch
At this moment, Mr. Liang put down his teacup and immediately spoke to my father. My father quickly shook his head and said to Mr. Liang.
Uncle Liang, I'm fine
But as soon as my dad finished speaking, Mr. Liang smiled and looked at him, "Alright, did you still deceive me? If you want to go, go ahead. I can still hold on with this old bone
After Mr. Liang finished speaking, a somewhat awkward smile appeared on my father's face. He looked at me and asked me not to cause trouble for Mr. Liang. He went to rest for a while.
I nodded, but in my heart I was thinking, this is a good time. My dad will go to rest later, and I am also planning to ask Mr. Liang something.
If my dad were here, he would definitely not allow me to ask because I can feel that he respects Mr. Liang in front of him very much. If I ask so boldly, my dad would definitely not allow it.
I saw my dad enter the room and started to make small plans in my heart.
Child, can you move the stool over and sit down? It's still a long time, and standing is tiring. "Upon hearing this, I quickly took out the stool and sat down next to Mr. Liang.
After holding back for a while, I finally couldn't help but make a sound.
Mr. Liang, I have a question. Can you help me clarify it