Sky coffin

The second uncle also obviously realized this.

His face turned ugly.

If it was really a ghost who broke into the wall, it is very likely that he would not be able to get out all night.

My second uncle and I will definitely be in danger by then!

I ran out of ideas for a moment and asked in a panic: "Second uncle, what should we do?"

The second uncle obviously knew more than me. He first looked at the sky.

The sky was as black as a big hole, swallowing up all the light.

The second uncle wanted to determine the specific direction through the stars in the sky, but obviously this didn't work.

"People's legs are of different lengths. Now we are blinded by ghosts. No matter how we walk, we are actually walking in a circle instead of a straight line."

There is a scientific basis for what the second uncle said. I have heard before that someone once did an experiment and blindfolded their eyes. What came out was not a straight line but a circle.

The second uncle said again that if you want to leave here, you must have a reference point, and the surrounding graves are absolutely unacceptable.

The second uncle pondered for a moment and said, "Xiao Su, I'm standing here, you use me as a reference when you go out."

I became anxious as soon as I heard this. How could this be possible? What should I do if something happens to my second uncle?

My second uncle patted me on the shoulder and encouraged me to be strong. If no one came home, the three of them would inevitably die.

I also know the seriousness of this matter and I can only agree.

The second uncle first took a few steps forward, and when he came to the corner, he shouted to me: "Xiao Su, don't look at anything around you, use me as a reference, and walk forward."

I looked at my second uncle and walked toward him with heavy steps.

After walking a few steps, I heard ghosts crying and howling behind me and beside me, as if there were many people talking.

I subconsciously thought about turning around to look, but my second uncle's scolding came to my ears.

"Move forward! Don't look around!"

I looked at my second uncle and found that his eyes became very frightened at this moment, as if he had seen something very terrifying.

From the second uncle's angle, he could clearly see that there were people standing in front of the tombs on both sides.

There were old and young, men and women, with different expressions. Some were squatting and some were standing.

Some people cried, some laughed, but without exception, these "people" were looking at me with vicious eyes.

I quickened my pace and came to my second uncle, who smiled at me.

"Xiao Su, you go home first and ask the people in the village to help carry the coffin to the cemetery."

I nodded, passed the corner, and ran towards home.

This time, we succeeded in getting out of the mass grave.

The village was completely silent, without any sound. The barking of dogs and the chirping of insects in the past had completely disappeared.

Before I even got close to the door of my house, I heard a shrill cry. This cry was very familiar. It was my mother!

Could it be that, as Mr. Pan said, there was trouble at home?

I approached the door and looked through the crack into the yard.

The yard was brightly lit, paper wreaths were neatly placed on both sides of the mourning hall, and even the paper-burning braziers were burning with blazing fire.

There were four people kneeling in front of the mourning hall.

Grandpa, grandma, my dad, my mom.

"Son! How could you bear to leave mom alone? My son!"

"My dear grandson! What will I do without your grandma!"

"How do you want us to live?"

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Everything in front of me made my hair stand on end. My grandparents and my parents were already dead, so what was it that was kneeling in front of the mourning hall and crying in mourning?