My grandfather's death was very strange, even breaking my understanding of the dead. After his death, my grandfather's body was still active, and he even went home by himself.
And now I am almost certain that when I carried my grandfather's body to the ancestral tomb at night and encountered so many ghost spirits bidding farewell, the sound was indeed made by my grandfather.
Now my grandfather has left me another chapter of shroud scraps, and the content on it was also left by him. Is this something a dead person can do?
I dare not deny it, but I also dare not make such a decisive conclusion.
My mind is filled with that line of words, the content of which is very clear, making me escape and not trust anyone.
What does anyone here refer to? Is it difficult to achieve that even my father is included in it?
The sudden appearance of the shroud strip completely confused my mind. The grandfather incident happened at home, and after these few days, Mr. Liang's position in my heart has become very important.
But now this sudden situation has completely caught me off guard.
I originally wanted to tell my dad about this matter, but thinking about the content on the cloth strip, I couldn't help but have a little extra thought, not to be wary of my dad.
Since the person who left this sentence told me not to trust anyone, perhaps because they are afraid that the more people know, the more likely it is to startle the snake.
If that's really the case, then the target can be almost instantly locked in, implying Mr. Liang.
At this moment, I thought of the two small scarecrows in Mr. Liang's room again. They may not be as simple as they seem on the surface.
Taking a deep breath, thinking too much now has no effect. I plan to go to sleep first, and there may be some trouble in the future.
I have a vague premonition that my grandfather's death is probably just the beginning. How did my grandfather die? This is all unknown, but I can be certain that my grandfather was killed by someone.
Lying in bed, I was a little insomnia. Unconsciously, I still fell into a deep sleep. The next morning, I was awakened by my father's exclamation.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a figure wearing a shroud standing next to me again. My heart stopped for a moment, and my grandfather came back.
As always, my grandfather's hand tightly grasped my wrist, but just as my father's shout fell, my grandfather's hand on my wrist also suddenly loosened.
At this moment, Grandpa looks even more ferocious, with some red things flowing from his nose and ears that were originally covered with cinnabar.
Like blood and cinnabar, this thing made Grandpa's face even more terrifying.
Half a pound, hurry up and call Mr. Liang. If it doesn't work, let's burn the body
My father's urgent voice came from me, while my heart was beating rapidly. At this moment, I was a bit at a loss. I rolled over and got out of bed, went straight out the door, and arrived at Mr. Liang's house. Before I could speak, Mr. Liang knew something had happened.
Carrying his belongings directly, he rushed towards our house. When he arrived at my house and saw his grandfather, Mr. Liang stepped back two steps.
Brother Li, aren't you forcing me to burn a corpse
A helpless voice came from Mr. Liang's mouth, and I did see a hint of helplessness on the old man's face.
At this moment, my dad also asked Mr. Liang in a low voice that the situation was getting a bit out of control. Just do whatever you want!
I understood my father's meaning, which was a disguised agreement to allow Mr. Liang to burn his body. I quickly spoke up and said I wouldn't try again, right? It's really not possible, burn it again.
Watching my grandfather burn like this, I feel a little uneasy in my heart, so I want to fight for the last glimmer of hope.
Just as I finished speaking, the room fell silent for a moment. Grandma kept crying and asked Mr. Liang if he could think of another way? Obviously, I don't want to see my grandfather burned to death either.
Tonight, I will personally guard the door. I want to see how I got back
Immediately, Mr. Liang's low voice spread. After speaking, Mr. Liang asked my dad and me to put my grandfather's body on the bed, cover it up, and then he asked my dad to quickly buy a big black dog.
Ordinary dogs are easy to handle, but for big black dogs, it's a bit difficult. However, in this situation, even if we try our best, we still have to deal with them.
After Mr. Liang finished speaking, he said he went to the village chief's house, while my father went out to find Big Black Dog. Soon after, Mr. Liang came back.
He was still holding some rope like things in his hand, and I noticed Mr. Liang's face, which had been incredibly heavy from the beginning and still showed no signs of easing up.
My dad came back at noon and went out for several hours. When he came back, he was holding a big black dog in his hand. As soon as the dog arrived at the entrance of our yard, it started barking wildly.
At this moment, Mr. Liang stood up step by step, holding the wooden basin he had asked his grandmother to find before, and walked directly towards the big black dog at the entrance of the yard.
And a wooden knife appeared in Mr. Liang's hand. In front of the black dog, I saw Mr. Liang grab the big black dog and cut its throat directly.
Immediately, black dog blood flowed continuously from the hole, and in a moment, the big black dog disappeared without a sound.
Mr. Liang carried the black dog blood and went straight into the room, throwing the rope he had found before into the black dog blood.
Later, another big rooster was found and slaughtered directly. The rooster's blood merged into the pot of black dog blood, and finally cinnabar.
Mr. Liang poured a lot of cinnabar into the basin, and after finishing it, he breathed a slight sigh of relief and then spoke out.
Alright, let's wait until evening
Mr. Liang didn't say much, so he went straight to the room and sat down in front of his grandfather's body.
Mr. Liang didn't even have a meal in this seat until it got dark.
I saw Mr. Liang directly take out the rope soaked in the wooden basin, which had already been soaked to a dark black color.
Even the moment I took out this rope, I smelled a strong smell of blood.
Let's go in and help wrap up the corpse
I slightly tampered with the blood rope in my hand, and Mr. Liang's low voice immediately came through. My dad and I exchanged a glance and followed Mr. Liang into the room.
Mr. Liang asked my dad and I to wrap Grandpa's stone in black cloth, and then he took out the blood rope in his hand and started wrapping it around Grandpa's body.
The entire body was tightly wrapped around this blood knot, and watching this scene, my heart sank slightly, wondering if it had any effect this time.
After finishing everything, Mr. Liang tied a strange knot on the rope. After a moment, I saw Mr. Liang breathe a sigh of relief.
Carry the corpse into the ancestral tomb, I will personally guard outside tonight
Mr. Liang said in a deep voice, 'It's still up to me to carry the body, but tonight, there were no unexpected incidents and I went straight to the ancestral tomb in one breath.'.
And Grandpa's grave is still the same, with no trace of being passive, but Grandpa's body still came out of the grave strangely.
My father and Mr. Liang started digging the grave and buried my grandfather in the coffin again, and Mr. Liang's heavy voice was also heard.
Brother Li, this is my last resort. If anything goes wrong, I'll really have to burn the corpse
After finishing speaking, we filled the grave and left the ancestral tomb directly.
That night, Mr. Liang instructed us to go straight into the room to sleep, while he carried a stool and went to the yard outside, holding a cigarette in his mouth, letting us sleep peacefully.
Finally, Mr. Liang called me and whispered to me that if anything went wrong, he would have me pick someone up at the station in town. He had already called in advance.
I was caught off guard by the sound, but Mr. Liang didn't say much and urged me to rest quickly.
With Mr. Liang personally in charge, our family feels much more at ease, but I still think about what Mr. Liang said in my heart. I still dare not sleep in my own room.
Knowing that Mr. Liang was outside, I slept soundly that night.
Until early the next morning, a heart wrenching roar woke me up completely, and as soon as I heard the sound, I suddenly flipped over from the bed.
I clearly heard my father's voice, and he was shouting: Uncle Liang!
I had an extremely ominous premonition in my heart, so I jumped out of bed and ran outside. When I arrived at the lobby, I was completely stunned by the scene in front of me.
Mr. Liang, he's dead.