First line of life

Chapter 7 Want me to carry the corpse?

First, the morning when my grandfather just passed away, when my grandfather let go of my wrist, and then now.

It has been a few days since Grandpa passed away, and the body is completely stiff under normal circumstances, but just now Grandpa's hand was obviously let go by himself.

Can the muscles of a person who has been dead for three consecutive days still contract by themselves?
Seeing the motionless grandpa, I got out of bed quickly, ran to my dad's side, and asked my dad what's going on?

My dad had a gloomy face, and then he said to me in an extremely low voice: "Go back home, go and call Mr. Liang, and tell me that something happened at home, remember, if someone bumps into you on the road, don't say anything .”

At this time, my dad looked at me and said to me quickly. I swallowed, nodded and rushed out of the room. However, the moment I rushed to the door, my whole body stopped.

My eyes were fixed on the yard outside our house, because the footprints that had disappeared had reappeared, and this time the footprints were a little different from last time.

Because this time the footprints did not linger, but spread straight to my window, but the footprint by the window was much deeper.

I gasped when I saw this scene, there was something by my window last night?Stared at me all night?I feel that my psychology seems to be a little unbearable, and it is difficult to breathe.

I kept adjusting, and then I suddenly came to my senses and went to find Mr. Liang. The matter of my grandfather let me know that Mr. Liang is not an ordinary tailor, so in this situation, only Mr. Liang can help our family.

I rushed out of the yard of my house and ran towards Mr. Liang's house. On the way, I met many uncles and aunts who got up to work. They asked me what I was doing so early in the morning?I can only perfunctorily talk about exercising and find Mr. Liang by the way.

I know that the people in the village cannot know about Grandpa's return, otherwise the village may cause riots, but Mr. Liang will inevitably be seen by others when he follows me, so I didn't hide it too much.

When I got home, I saw Mr. Liang smoking a pipe at the door. Panting heavily, I said directly to Mr. Liang, "Mr. Liang, something happened."

Mr. Liang looked at me, and as soon as he let go of the dry cigarette in his hand, he stood up suddenly, and walked to my side in three steps at a time.

"What happened?"

I was out of breath, Mr. Liang patted me on the back and asked me to speak slowly, after a while, I told Mr. Liang directly that grandpa is back.

Hearing this, Mr. Liang's body trembled slightly, and his whole face became completely ugly.

"Going back? Impossible? Doesn't make sense?"

Mr. Liang's brows were directly knit together, the look in his eyes was indescribably serious, and he murmured in a low voice, while I looked at Mr. Liang.

"Wait while I pack my things."

At this time, Mr. Liang suddenly said something to me. After he finished speaking, he turned around and got into the house. I stood outside and waited for a while. Mr. Liang carried a cloth bag on his back and walked straight towards my house with me. go.

Mr. Liang also knew that it was not appropriate for the people in the village to know about this matter, so on the way, Mr. Liang also told me to walk slowly so that no one would spot it, so as not to catch up to watch the excitement.

When we saw no one around, Mr. Liang and I quickened our pace. When we reached the gate of the yard, Mr. Liang's body stopped again.

"here we go again?"

Mr. Liang muttered in a low voice, I knew Mr. Liang was talking about the footprints in the yard, but I was a little confused, who left these footprints?

He even stared at me by my window all night. Could it be that it was Grandpa last night?Grandpa first looked at me from the window for a long time before entering the room directly through the window?

Now that everything is unclear, Mr. Liang and I rushed into the room quickly, looking at the grandpa standing upright in the middle of the room, Mr. Liang hurriedly yelled at my dad.

Ask him why he didn't put grandpa on the bed, so that the air will only make the evil spirit in grandpa's body worse and worse.

But my dad looked at Mr. Liang with a wry smile and shook his head, and said aloud, "Uncle Liang, I tried it, and it didn't move at all."

Hearing this, I felt a thump in my heart, knowing what my dad meant by not moving at all, it must be because he couldn't move Grandpa's body, otherwise he would have put Grandpa on the bed by now.

Mr. Liang's face was also heavy and terrifying. He walked up to his grandfather and looked around him. At this moment, I saw Mr. Liang dig something out of the cloth bag.

The crimson fine sand, I have seen this thing on TV, it seems to be cinnabar. At this moment, Mr. Liang directly pressed his thumb into the cinnabar, and then pointed to the center of Grandpa's eyebrows.

The next moment, I actually saw that the bloodshot eyes in Grandpa's eyeballs seemed to be much less.Then Mr. Liang stepped aside and asked my dad to try again.

My dad nodded and went to hug my grandpa's body, but I saw my dad clenched his teeth, and grandpa's body still didn't move.

My dad frowned and let go, and shook his head at Mr. Liang. Seeing this, grandma burst into tears again. Mr. Liang quickly asked me to help grandma into the room to rest.

When my grandma cried like this, grandpa was even more reluctant to leave.

Grandpa heard it, and immediately suppressed his crying. I helped grandma to the room to rest, and returned to my room again.

At this time, I saw that Mr. Liang began to rub cinnabar on Grandpa's body again, but this time Mr. Liang went to use cinnabar to plug his nostrils and ears, and even found a black cloth with cinnabar on it. blindfolded.

After finishing, Mr. Liang wiped off his sweat, looked at my dad and said, "I sealed the six senses, you try again. If it doesn't work, burn the body."

Mr. Liang's last words were particularly deep. After listening to Mr. Liang's words, my heart skipped a beat. In rural areas, cremation is a big taboo, and it is regarded as unfilial to future generations.

Because everyone thinks that this will make the ancestors suffer from the pain of the fire, and the whole body cannot be left, so at that time, let alone the countryside, cremation was not popular even in towns.

My dad's eyes are also a little worried. I know that my dad doesn't want to see grandpa's body burned, but there is no way, something is obviously wrong with grandpa's body.

If Mr. Liang has nothing to do with his grandfather, then he really can only admit it and burn his body.

My heart also began to beat a little faster, no matter what, this is my grandfather, who doted on me incomparably since I was a child, even if something went wrong after my grandfather died.

Then I just think that he is reluctant to part with our family, but I never want to see grandpa's body burned.

My dad hugged grandpa again. This time, to our surprise, I picked up grandpa's body. My dad put grandpa's body on the bed.

And when I saw Mr. Liang next to me, he also let out a long breath. Looking at the grandfather on the bed, Mr. Liang spoke again.

"I can't talk about things during the day. Everyone is busy. In order to avoid it, I will send the body back to the Li family's ancestral grave late at night."

After Mr. Liang's voice fell, my dad nodded almost without hesitation. No one wants to be known about this kind of incident in the family.

We found a piece of black cloth and covered Grandpa's body. Mr. Liang didn't go back today, so he was at our house.

On the way, I saw Mr. Liang staring at the footprints in the yard. When no one was around, I asked Mr. Liang, were those footprints left by his grandfather?

Mr. Liang shook his head and didn't speak. At this time, I carefully looked at the footprints in the yard, and I suddenly had an illusion that these footprints seemed to be walked out with toes, without heels.

The time was a bit difficult, and finally at night, my grandfather's body was still lying on my bed. It was not until late at night that Mr. Liang said that he was almost ready to move.

Mr. Liang called our family to the room, took a look at the black cloth on my grandfather, and found that there was nothing serious, my father also stepped forward and squatted down.

"One or two, come here and help Grandpa onto me."

Hearing the sound, I hurried forward, but at this moment, Mr. Liang stopped immediately. I saw him frowning tightly. At this moment, Mr. Liang said in a deep voice.

"No, let one or two children carry the corpse."

(End of this chapter)