Above the nine springs, people rob the earth and the spirit

Chapter 9 Grandma in the Attic

"Xiaoyue, Xiaoyue!"

Bai Tianqing came back to her senses and looked at the man in front of her, still feeling a little dizzy.

"What are you doing standing here? If you really can't hold it any longer, go back and rest first."

After Bai Tianqing heard this, he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

This is a mourning hall.

The dark coffin was directly opposite her, and there was a brazier in front of her, with burning paper money inside. She also had a handful of paper money in her hand.

The huge portrait in front of the coffin is of an old man, an old lady with gray hair, looking at the camera with a somewhat sinister look.

This is Li Xiaoyue's grandmother, and next to her is Li Xiaoyue's father.

It seems to be still winter at this time, the air is very cold, making people shiver.

Li Xiaoyue's father is continuing to add paper money to the brazier.

"I'll just guard here. You can go back and rest. You have to go back to class tomorrow."

Bai Tianqing realized that he might be in some kind of illusion at this time, or in some fragments of the past.

She is now Li Xiaoyue.

"No, I'm fine." Bai Tianqing considered it, but still rejected the proposal.

Father Li sighed heavily again, but didn't say anything more.

Bai Tianqing also threw paper money into the brazier. After throwing it, she had sorted out her thoughts.

She was not a real player, and there were no game prompts to tell her what the mission was, but Li Xiaoyue gave her enough prompts.

Find out why grandma killed dad.

Maybe if she finds it, she can escape from this illusion.

So, she raised her eyes and asked, "How did grandma die?"

Bai Tianqing already knew from the suicide note that the truth about her grandmother's death was because of those players, but Li Xiaoyue in her current state did not know.

After hearing this, Father Li sighed deeply and looked older.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, you should go back and rest first."

Speaking, Father Li added another sentence.

"Your grandma's belongings in the attic haven't been sorted out yet. If you really don't want to rest, then go ahead and sort them out."

He seemed to really not want his daughter to get involved in these things, and just wanted to get her out of the way.

Bai Tianqing thought for a moment and agreed.

But when he stood up, Li's father's cell phone rang, and he glanced at the call notification.

"Wait a moment, keep burning the paper, don't let the fire go out, I'm going to answer the phone."

Bai Tianqing nodded and threw the paper money into the basin one by one, but Li's father had already stood up and left.

She could still hear Father Li's voice saying hello on the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Officer Chen? Yes..."

I couldn't hear anything from behind, and Father Li had already gone out.

Bai Tianqing continued to add paper.

Suddenly, a strong sense of gaze swept through his body.

She subconsciously looked up and saw the face on the portrait in front of the coffin.

Because of his old age, the old man's eyelids are half drooped. His cloudy eyes are staring at the camera, and there seems to be deep hatred and resentment in his eyes.

At this time, the sound of fingernails scratching was heard in the coffin.

Bai Tianqing touched herself and found that there was no knife, so she could say that she was powerless now.

The situation was critical, she had to think about it, she had to think about how to live...

Since this is a game, there must be a way to pass it.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew out the fire in the brazier.

Bai Tianqing realized that something was wrong, and quickly put his hand against the unfinished sparks. Generally speaking, paper money is easy to burn, but the cold wind seemed to be filled with water vapor, extinguishing all the sparks.

A bone-chilling chill enveloped the mourning hall. The chill was so cold that it seeped into the bones.

The sound of fingernails scratching became clearer, and the squeaking, sharp friction sound made people couldn't help but get goosebumps all over.

Bai Tianqing tried to look for a lighter from the surroundings. He didn't see the lighter, but saw the match not far away. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed the match on the ground. At this moment, all the sounds stopped.

Whether it was the sound of the wind blowing in from outside the hall or the sound of fingernails scratching inside the coffin just now, the entire mourning hall was so quiet that only one could hear his own heartbeat.

Thump—thump—

The heartbeat is gradually accelerating.

Bai Tianqing felt that he should do something at this time, at least look back at the coffin in the middle of the mourning hall, or look at the photo.

But my brain can move, but my body cannot. I can't even hold a match, as if the pause button has been pressed the entire time.

"Xiaoyue!"

Father Li's voice came from the door, suddenly breaking the dead silence.

Bai Tianqing collapsed on the ground with some strength, and picked up the box of matches with trembling hands.

Father Li walked in and looked at the extinguished brazier with an ugly face, and then at his daughter who was pale.

He didn't say much, but said in a stiff tone: "From now on, go to your room and stay in your room. You are not allowed to come out before seven o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Seeing that Bai Tianqing hadn't gotten up yet, he simply stepped forward and pulled her up, pushing her upstairs with a hurried tone.

"hurry up!"

Bai Tianqing looked at him deeply, and asked as he walked towards the stairs: "Will you die too?"

Father Li, who was anxiously looking for a cigarette to smoke, paused and looked at Bai Tianqing with complicated eyes.

"Obey, hurry up and go upstairs."

His voice was filled with extremely strong emotions.

Bai Tianqing then went upstairs and entered Li Xiaoyue's room.

The layout of the room was exactly the same as when I entered it before, except that there was no portrait.

There are still unfinished papers on the table.

Bai Tianqing rummaged around the house and found Li Xiaoyue's cell phone. The time showed that it was the second week of the second semester of senior high school.

Spring has just begun, and it’s the end of spring.

However, Li Xiaoyue did start asking for leave frequently at this time, and rarely went to school anymore.

Bai Tianqing searched around the room, but couldn't find any clues, so he could only sit quietly by the bed.

There was no movement outside, it was quiet, just like an ordinary night.

Time passed little by little, and Bai Tianqing also used Li Xiaoyue's mobile phone to send a message to her father.

But the other party did not reply.

thump—

There was a loud noise overhead, like the sound of footsteps landing.

thump—

Bai Tianqing was sure that someone was indeed walking. It was the sound of someone walking directly on the wooden floor with very heavy steps without wearing shoes.

She looked up at the top of her head. The only thing above was the attic.

The attic in an old yard like this is mainly used for thermal insulation, and some debris is usually piled there. It is usually a whole floor without partitions, and no one usually lives there.

At this moment, the voice coming from the attic could only be Li Xiaoyue's grandma.

Because she had said before that her grandma was in the attic.

But why was it sent to the attic?

Where is Mr. Li?

boom--

There was a huge sound, and even the floor shook.

The lights in the house began to flicker.

creak creak...

The sound of fingernails scratching the wood came again.

But this time, it was outside her door.

(End of this chapter)