First line of life

Chapter 11

Grandpa's death was very strange, and even broke my understanding of the dead. After death, grandpa's body can still move, and he even went home by himself.

And now I am almost certain that when I went to the ancestral grave with my grandfather's body on my back at night, and met so many ghosts to see him off, the voice was indeed made by my grandfather.

Now my grandfather has left me such a chapter of shroud rags, and the content on it is also left by my grandfather. 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 full of that line, the content of that word is obvious, let me escape, and don't trust anyone.

Which ones is anyone here referring to?Is it possible that even my dad is included?
The sudden appearance of shroud strips completely confused my mind. Grandpa's incident happened at home. After these few days, Mr. Liang's position in my heart is already very important.

But now this sudden situation made me completely unable to react.

Originally, I wanted to tell my dad about this matter, but when I thought about the content on the cloth strip, I couldn't help but feel extra, not to be wary of my dad.

Since the person who left this sentence told me not to trust anyone, maybe it was because I was afraid that the more people knew about it, the easier it would be to scare the snake away.

If this is the case, then the target can be locked almost instantly, and the allusion is definitely Mr. Liang.

At this moment, I thought of the two little scarecrows in Mr. Liang's house again. I'm afraid those things are not as simple as they appear on the surface.

I took a deep breath, thinking too much now has no result, I plan to sleep first, maybe something will go wrong in the next time.

I have a vague premonition that grandpa's death is probably just the beginning. How did grandpa die?This is all unknown, but I can be sure that grandpa was killed by someone.

Lying on the bed, I felt a little insomnia, but before I knew it, I still fell into a drowsy sleep. Early the next morning, I was woken up by my dad's exclamation.

The moment I opened my eyes, I saw a figure in a shroud standing next to me again, my heart stopped for a moment, and grandpa came back again.

As always, grandpa's hand firmly grasped my wrist, but just as my dad's shout fell, grandpa's hand that was grasping my wrist suddenly let go.

At this moment, grandpa looked even more ferocious. There was something red flowing from his nose and ears that had been blocked with cinnabar.

Like blood, and like cinnabar, this thing made Grandpa's face even more terrifying.

"Ban Jin, hurry up and call Mr. Liang, if it doesn't work, just burn the corpse!"

My dad’s voice came in a hurry, and my heart was beating fast, and I was a little overwhelmed at the moment. I turned over and got out of bed, went out, and arrived at Mr. Liang’s house. Before I could speak, Mr. Liang knew something was wrong son.

He took his things directly and rushed towards our house. The moment he saw Grandpa at my house, Mr. Liang stepped back two steps.

"Brother Li, aren't you forcing me to burn the corpse?"

A helpless voice came from Mr. Liang's mouth, and I did see a touch of helplessness on the old man's face.

At this moment, my dad also asked Mr. Liang in a low voice, the situation is a little out of control, so let's do whatever we want!
I understood what my dad meant. This was a disguised form of agreeing to Mr. Liang's burning of the corpse. I hurriedly asked, saying I don't want to try again?If it doesn't work, burn it again.

Just watching my grandpa being burned like this, I really feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, so I want to fight for the last glimmer of hope.

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the room, and grandma kept crying, asking Mr. Liang if he could think of another way?Obviously, he didn't want to see his grandfather burned.

"Tonight, I will guard the door myself. I want to see how I got back."

Immediately, Mr. Liang's deep voice spread. After finishing speaking, Mr. Liang asked my dad and me to put the body of grandpa on the bed. After covering it, Mr. Liang asked my dad to hurry up and buy a big black dog.

Ordinary dogs are easy to deal with, but it is a bit difficult to get a big black dog, but in the current situation, it is necessary to do everything possible.

After Mr. Liang finished speaking, he said that he went to the village chief's house, while my dad went out to find the big black dog. After a while, Mr. Liang came back.

He was still holding some rope-like things in his hand, and I noticed Mr. Liang's face, which looked extremely heavy from the beginning, and it hasn't eased in the slightest until now.

My dad came back at noon and went out for several hours. When he came back, my dad held a big black dog in his hand. As soon as the black dog arrived at the gate of our house, it started barking.

At this time, Mr. Liang stood up one step at a time, holding in his hand the wooden basin he asked his grandmother to find before, and walked directly towards the big black dog at the gate of the yard.

Moreover, a hatchet appeared in Mr. Liang's hand. In front of the black dog, I saw that Mr. Liang grabbed the big black dog and slit the black dog's throat.

Immediately, black dog blood continuously flowed out of the opening, and the big black dog was silent for a moment.

Mr. Liang went directly to the house with the black dog's blood in his hand, and threw the loop of rope he had found before into the black dog's blood.

Then a big rooster was found, and it was also slaughtered directly. The blood of the rooster was mixed into the pot of black dog blood, and finally it was cinnabar.

Mr. Liang poured a lot of cinnabar into the basin, and after finishing all this, Mr. Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and then said aloud.

"Okay, wait until night."

Mr. Liang didn't say too much, so he went directly to the room and sat down facing Grandpa's body.

During this sitting, Mr. Liang didn't even eat until dark.

I saw that Mr. Liang directly took out the rope soaked in the wooden basin. At this time, the rope had been soaked into dark black.

Even the moment the rope was taken out, I smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Go, go in and help entangle the corpse."

I fiddled with the blood rope in my hand a little, and Mr. Liang's low voice came out immediately. My dad and I looked at each other, and followed Mr. Liang into the room directly.

Mr. Liang asked my dad and I to wrap Grandpa's stone with a black cloth, and then he took out the bloody rope in his hand and started wrapping it around Grandpa's body.

The whole body was tightly entangled by the bloody rope. Looking at this scene, my heart sank slightly. I don't know if it will work this time.

After finishing everything, Mr. Liang tied the rope in a strange knot. After a while, I saw Mr. Liang heaved a sigh of relief.

"Carry the corpse into the ancestral grave, I will personally guard it outside tonight."

Mr. Liang said in a deep voice, I will still carry the corpse, but tonight, without any accident, I went straight to the ancestral grave.

And grandpa's tomb is still the same, without any trace of being moved, but grandpa's body still came out of the grave strangely.

My dad and Mr. Liang started digging the grave, and buried Grandpa in the coffin again, and Mr. Liang's heavy voice came out.

"Brother Li, this is my last resort. If something goes wrong, I really have to burn the corpse."

After speaking, we filled the grave and left the ancestral grave directly.

This night, Mr. Liang told us to go directly into the house to sleep, while he carried a stool to the outside yard, with a cigarette in his mouth, so that we could sleep peacefully.

Finally, Mr. Liang called me, and he whispered to me that if anything happened to him, he would ask me to pick up someone at the station in town, and he had called ahead.

I was a little caught off guard when I heard the sound, but Mr. Liang stopped talking and told me to go to rest quickly.

With Mr. Liang personally sitting in town, our family feels more at ease, but I still think about what Mr. Liang said in my heart, and I still dare not sleep in my own room.

Knowing that Mr. Liang was outside, I slept soundly that night.

Until the early morning of the next day, a heart-piercing roar woke me up completely. The moment I heard the sound, I suddenly sat up from the bed.

I clearly heard it was my dad's voice, and my dad shouted: Uncle Liang!
I felt an extremely ominous premonition in my heart, jumped out of bed, ran out, and when I arrived in the lobby, I was completely shocked by the scene in front of me and froze in place.

Mr. Liang is dead.

(End of this chapter)