Mystery Leaks

Chapter 38
Afterwards, we stayed in the old house until dawn. I went to my third uncle and said that my grandpa's coffin had been brought back and was going to be buried again.

The third uncle was overjoyed when he heard that, and asked me how I got the coffin back. I made up a reason that although the coffin was dug up, it was not transported away, and it was in the old house. It is still unclear who did it.

The third uncle didn't ask any further questions, saying that it would be good if the coffin came back. This time, the head of the grave must be firmed up so that no one can dig it up casually, and then find someone to arrange matters.

The third uncle was a mason, and he usually made a living by building houses for others. He knew many fellow workers and fellow workers, and he was very popular, and he recruited seven or eight people.

The burial is still in accordance with the rules of the country, and eight people carry the coffin, also known as the Eight Immortals.

I wear sackcloth and filial piety, although the ceremony has been simplified a lot, but everything that should be there is missing.

At noon, the coffin finally re-entered the grave. After filling in the soil, the third uncle and the seven or eight masons began to dig the soil and pile the piles nearby. They used stones and cement to fill a round grave top for my grandfather. The material is very thick.

According to the third uncle, after the cement on the grave mound dries up, if no impact drill is used, even if two or thirty people dig together, it is impossible to dig the grave overnight.

However, if you use an impact drill, the sound is too loud. If you use it in the dead of night, half of the village should be woken up.

Naturally, I was overjoyed. Huang Mao, I, and Cao Nan didn't think of a good way to protect Grandpa's grave for a long time, but it was easily solved by third uncle and a group of masons.

If it wasn't for Huang Mao who said that gold and iron cannot be used to build a yin house, I would like to add steel bars to the cement to kill those bastards digging graves.After the grave was watered and the tombstone was erected for another sacrifice, the sun was about to set.

Because it was the third uncle's appointment to help, the masons did not charge wages, so I asked Cao Nan to go to the village and book a restaurant in advance to treat them to dinner. This is the most basic courtesy.

The third uncle originally asked my aunt to cook, but I thought that my aunt was still recovering, so I didn't agree.

Naturally, a group of men cannot do without wine. Even though Cao Nan offered me a lot of toasts, I was so drunk that it was already 08:30 in the evening.

When I got back to the shop, I was a little uneasy, because the cement hadn't dried yet, and if someone dug it up at night, it would be terrible.

Gritting my teeth and stomping my feet, I decided to guard the mausoleum!
Anyway, those harmful ghosts and ghosts dare not enter the peach grove, and it should be safe to spend the night there.As long as you stay through tonight, you can take a breath when the cement dries.

So, I immediately set off with incense sticks, paper horses, flashlights, and bird guns, and arrived before nine o'clock on a motorcycle. After getting off the car, I lit incense, burned wax, and paper money, and stood in front of the grave.

The surroundings were pitch black, and I was a little apprehensive. If Huang Mao hadn't said for sure that the peach forest couldn't enter the ghostly ghosts, and the tomb belonged to my grandfather, I'm afraid I would have fled long ago.

I turned on the bright flashlight and kept aiming around, loaded the gun, and whoever came to cause damage would definitely not be polite; I have endured it once and again, and if I come a third time, I will really kill someone.

In the sky, the moon was incomplete and there was only a thin line left, and the mountain wind whizzed past, which was extremely shady and cool, which gave me goosebumps.

Time passed by little by little, and gradually, the chirping of insects in summer, which was quite lively at first, quieted down at some point. It was silent, only the howling of the mountain wind remained, like howling of ghosts.

I felt faintly uneasy, and always felt as if I was being followed by something; after suffering for a while, I took out my mobile phone and checked, it was already past eleven o'clock.

At this moment, out of the corner of my eye, I suddenly noticed two light spots flickering not far from the side.

"Who?!" I yelled in shock, and hurriedly shone a light on it with a flashlight. The light spot disappeared in a flash, and the weeds next to me swayed against the wind a few times.

A chill ran up my back. Those two were not spots of light, but a pair of eyes, and there was something.

After thinking about it, I immediately put the flashlight in my mouth, held up the blunderbuss and pointed at that position, and leaned closer to it carefully, but found nothing.

Could it be a wild cat?
I was puzzled, the blunderbuss was quite heavy, and it was getting harder to hold it, so I put it down and returned to grandpa's grave.As a result, when he turned around and looked up, he was terrified, and there was a black thing squatting on the grandfather's grave!

My hairs stood on end, so I immediately picked up the gun and took a closer look. It turned out to be a bird, not small in size, about the size of a cat, with pitch-black feathers, the color of a crow.

"Shh!"

I hissed at it.

It moved, but its body didn't move at all, but its head turned 180 degrees like a machine, revealing a cat face, staring straight at me.

owl?
I was stunned for a moment, I have seen many owls, many in the countryside, but most of them are numb, and this is the first time I have seen owls covered in pitch black, and I have never heard of them.

In addition, the proportion of its face to its body is much larger than that of ordinary owls, like a small plate.

"Cuckoo..."

It yelled at me, and the bird gun that was facing me was not afraid at all.

"Hush, let's go!"

I waved my hand to drive it away. It shouldn't be a femme thing that this thing can enter the peach blossom forest, but I don't understand why there are so many big trees standing on my grandfather's grave?There aren't even insects screaming outside. Could it be that there are still mice here?

But it was still motionless, staring at me, the cat's eyes were particularly penetrating, which made my scalp tingle.

"If you don't leave, I'll shoot!"

I turned up the volume, my gut told me there was something wrong with this thing, there was no such owl.

At this time, I don't know if it understood my words, but a scene that horrified me appeared. I saw another eye cracked in the position of its forehead, which was white, like the eye of a dead fish.

"Oh my god!" I was so frightened that I trembled, and the gun almost fell to the ground.

"What the hell?!" I was hairy all over, and began to wonder if it was true that Huangmao said that the peach forest couldn't get into the dirty Congxi, this thing looked very ominous.

"roll!"

I yelled, aiming at it and preparing to fire the gun. This was an instinctive reaction, and I was afraid to fire again.

The owl sensed the danger and didn't give me a chance. It spread its wings and slapped it twice before disappearing into the darkness in the distance.The whole process was as silent as a ghost, and the sound of wings flapping the air was completely inaudible, and the speed was surprisingly fast.

"Depend on!"

I breathed a sigh of relief and wiped my forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

After this trouble, I was nervous throughout the second half of the night, until the first cock crow came from the village, and then I sat down beside Grandpa’s grave.

After that, he stayed there until it was completely dawn before leaving.

I thought the three-eyed owl just happened to pass by the peach grove, but the fact is that it is deeply embedded in the strange things around me.

Of course, this is a follow-up.

……

Nervous all night, physically exhausted, I didn't open the shop in the morning, but took a nap.

After waking up, I remembered the mandrill trapped in the chicken coop, so I hurried to the Internet cafe to find Huang Mao and Cao Nan.The mandrill has been placed in the waste brick kiln for two days, so Huangmao can decide how to deal with it.

When Huang Mao heard that I had trapped a mandrill, he was quite surprised, so he left the game and I immediately went to the waste brick kiln.

The mandrill was still there, and it was even weaker, panting slightly, motionless.

Cao Nan was surprised and said: "Holy shit, there is such a thing. My dad and grandma both told me about it. It is in the depths of the jungle, and it runs away when it smells people from a distance. It is very rare to meet. This is an eye-opener." .”

Huang Mao was also surprised, and said to me: "You are so lucky, you beat him into the chicken coop, the chicken coop is contaminated with the smell of the rooster, and the yang energy is very heavy. The cage still works."

I'm also a little puzzled, I've been unlucky during this period of time, and my character exploded when I hit a mandrill, who can I ask for reasoning?

Huang Mao picked up a wooden stick next to it, and poked the mandrill. The mandrill shook, and slowly opened its eyes, revealing a pair of silver vertical pupils, which made the scalp tingle.

"Damn it!" Huang Mao suddenly yelled strangely, which shocked me and Cao Nan.

"What are you bragging about?" Cao Nan patted his heart and said unhappily.

"What kind of shit luck did you have, this is still a mandrill leader!" Huang Mao said in disbelief.

"What...the mandrill has a leader?" I was puzzled.

"Nonsense, this kind of thing lives in a group, of course there is a leader." Huang Mao said, paused and said: "It seems that the mandrill group is really enslaved by something, otherwise their leader would not appear in the village alone."

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(End of this chapter)