Sky coffin

When I walked into the room, I saw an old lady sitting on the bedside wearing a black cotton-padded jacket.

The old lady's hair was disheveled and almost white, and she still held the urn-like box tightly in her hands.

Zhang Ke's footsteps floated and he came straight to the old lady.

The old lady raised her cloudy eyes and looked at her youngest son. She stretched out her wrinkled right hand and patted the eaves of the bed: "Xiao Ke, come sit here with mom."

As soon as Zhang Ke sat down, the old lady let out a long sigh: "Xiao Ke! Mom just saw Shui Wa. When did he come back?"

Hearing this sentence, I got goosebumps all over my body.

Shui Wa is the son of Boss Zhang!

Zhang Ke was also shaking all over. The old lady took Zhang Ke's hand and said, "Xiao Ke, why don't Shui Wa come and see me? Just now he showed his little head under the crack of the door. I asked him when he would be back. Yes! How are you studying? Have you been bullied at school?"

"But Shui Wa just smiled at me and left."

The old lady didn't know that Shui Wa had passed away.

After saying these words, I could clearly feel the coldness of the atmosphere.

These words of the old lady caught my attention.

Zhang Ke's wife saw her father-in-law before she died, and now the old lady saw Shui Wa again.

Could this be a sign of death?

The next person to die is the old lady?

The Zhang family's affairs are not over yet. I can tell this from the expression on Xu Tianxuan's face yesterday.

The old lady held Zhang Ke's hand tightly: "Xiao Ke! Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten, please put some food on it, then help mom open the box and see what's written on the paper. "

Zhang Ke looked at the breakfast on the table and his stomach growled unsatisfactorily.

He hasn't eaten anything since last night.

He picked up the millet porridge on the table and drank it in a hurry. It seemed that he also wanted to know what was in the box that the old lady had been holding.

After eating, the old lady handed the box to Zhang Ke.

Then she groped under the kang mat for a long time and found a small, simple key.

Zhang Ke took the key and opened the box.

When I opened the box, I was greeted by a musty smell that made me unable to open my eyes.

I rubbed my sore left eye and looked into the box. What caught my eye was a piece of yellowed letter paper.

The old lady rubbed Zhang Ke's hand and said, "Xiao Ke, mom can't read. Please read out what's written on it."

Unable to suppress my inner curiosity, I leaned closer and looked at the contents on the letter.

The handwriting on the letter paper was a little blurry, but I could vaguely tell that it was written with a brush. The words were written in flying colors, and I could barely make out the first sentence.

"Now there are two Zhang brothers..."

Zhang Ke slowly read out the first sentence.

After hearing this, the old lady said to one side: "This letter was written by the eminent monk Guan Kong. That day he came here and met your father and your second uncle..."

Zhang Ke continued to read: "The five elements of their horoscopes are uneven, and their horoscopes are strong, which means they are prosperous ghosts. If they die in a row for one month, the family will suffer misfortune and the number of people will be reduced. The number of people is five."

"The five people are, the second brother of the Zhang family, the third daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, the eldest grandson and..."

Zhang Ke's words stopped and his body began to tremble desperately. At this moment, the door opened and Xu Tianxuan rushed in.

"Master, why are you here?!"

Xu Tianxuan glanced at the empty bowl on the table, frowned and looked cold.

"It's still a step too late."

As soon as Xu Tianxuan finished speaking, Zhang Ke fell to the ground with a plop, and blood trickled down the seven orifices. Zhang Ke reached out with difficulty and wiped the blood from his nose, then raised a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Zhang Lao and Zhang Lao Er heard the noise and rushed in. When they saw Zhang Ke lying on the ground, they exclaimed in unison: "Lao San! Did you drink that bowl of porridge?! "