Sky coffin

"It's not me, it's your grandma."

When I heard Xu Tianxuan's words, I was instantly furious.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, my grandma will never hurt my grandpa!"

When Xu Tianxuan heard what I said, he just glanced at me lightly, and what he said next made me stunned for a moment.

"Don't your grandma also want you to be buried with her?"

The grandma in my impression would never harm her family.

But after what happened last night, I knew everything had changed.

Grandma first tried to strangle me in the coffin, and then returned to the village with me.

Grandma turned into a ghost.

Killed my grandfather and is seeking my life.

I suddenly remembered the bodies of my mother and grandfather, and ran towards the main room like crazy.

When I came to the main room, I saw two corpses covered with white cloth.

My feet instantly felt as heavy as lead.

I stretched out my hand tremblingly and slowly opened the white cloth. My mother's soft face came into my eyes, and tears fell silently from the corners of my eyes.

The grief in my heart left me unable to breathe, and every breath was so painful.

My mother and grandfather are dead, where are my father and two uncles? !

Where did they go?

Could it be possible that she was also killed by grandma?

Xu Tianxuan told me from behind that after my father was buried, he wanted to die in my place, but he disappeared after leaving the house.

When the two uncles saw that their father was missing, they went to look for him, but they have not come back until now.

At this moment, rapid footsteps sounded outside the door, and the next moment the door opened. The second uncle and the third uncle were standing at the door in a daze, with an old man following behind him.

"dad!"

The second uncle and the third uncle fell to their knees with a plop. At this time, the two elders actually cried like children.

Seeing this moment, I could no longer hold back my tears and started crying too.

The old man came to my third uncle, patted him on the shoulder and said, "When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. I'm sorry."

After releasing the pain in our hearts, a few of us sat in the room, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

I also know what my second uncle and my third uncle were doing during this time.

When the two went to find their eldest brother but failed, they felt that Xu Tianxuan was unreliable, so they went to the next village to invite Mr. Pan over.

Mr. Pan is a yin-yang man from the next village. He is known as the living god. He is proficient in fortune telling, fortune telling, and fortune telling.

The second uncle stood up, took out a big red envelope from his pocket and handed it to Xu Tianxuan.

"Girl, I have troubled you about my mother's affairs before. This is our intention."

The second uncle's words couldn't be more obvious. He just wanted Xu Tianxuan to leave, and she didn't need to interfere in the affairs here.

Xu Tianxuan didn't even glance at the red envelope, and her cold voice sounded in my ears.

"Am I short of money? Since I promised your father, I will be responsible to the end."

The atmosphere in the air became solemn again.

Mr. Pan stroked his white beard and stood up with a smile, smoothing things over.

"The most important thing now is to bury the old man and solve your grandma's matter. One more person and one more helper."

The two things we are facing now are indeed these two. If they are not handled well, I am afraid grandma will come to ask for her life.

"Mr. Pan! What should we do?"

Mr. Pan pondered for a moment and sighed. The old lady is still haunted and wants her grandson to be buried with her. Now she has killed Brother Longlin. Let's dig a grave and bury the two together.

If I have someone with me, I won't do any harm to you.

I secretly glanced at Xu Tianxuan's expression and found that her face was calm, as if whatever happened had nothing to do with her.

The third uncle thanked Mr. Pan profusely and asked for specific things to pay attention to.

"I will preside over the old man's burial tonight."

…

In the evening, two coffins were placed in the center of the yard.

Grandpa and mother have been buried, but only grandpa will be buried tonight, and mother will not be buried until some time later.

Seven or eight big men were drinking and eating meat in the yard. These were the coffin bearers who had carried grandma's coffin a few days ago.

They need to be troubled tonight.

At this moment, the fragrant wind entered my nose, I turned my head and saw Xu Tianxuan standing next to me.

"Come here, I have a few words to tell you."

After saying that, she walked towards the back room. After much hesitation, I followed her.

"Tonight, your grandfather's burial will be extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, it will kill you. You must bear in mind every word I say below."

But I didn't think so. If something really happened, Mr. Pan would have solved it.

"There's no need for you to be pretentious here! We'll handle anything ourselves."

Xu Tianxuan's expression didn't change at all, maybe she just thought I was acting like a child.

She took out the shroud I wore last night.

"First, wear the shroud under your clothes."

"Second, no matter what you hear or see during the funeral, don't look back or stop."

"Third, the first thing you do after arriving at the cemetery is to dig up the grave where you were buried yesterday and open the coffin."

I glanced at the shroud on the table and turned to leave.

Although Xu Tianxuan's talisman saved my life, I still have a grudge against her.

After all, she is also suspected of killing my mother and grandfather at this moment.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was time for the funeral.

Mr. Pan held the mahogany sword in his hand and began to practice. Finally, the mahogany sword struck the altar fiercely and shouted: "Lift the coffin!"

Unlike grandma at that time, grandpa's coffin was easily lifted.

Along with the coffin, Huang Biao opened the way, followed closely by the altar, followed by the spiritual flag...

The funeral procession marched toward the cemetery.

The dark clouds in the night sky covered the moon, which was undergoing its final brewing. The entire land was shrouded in darkness, and the original claws and teeth of the forest were soaked in the death light, looking so dejected and powerless.

The funeral procession was walking along the country road, and I didn’t know why but I had a bad feeling in my heart.

I always feel like something is going to happen.

I thought about grandma. She won't come to ask for her life again tonight, right?

Mr. Pan walked in the front, and my third and second uncles and I walked behind.

The only sounds in my ears were the night wind and the gasping sounds of the coffin bearers.

The second uncle sprinkled paper money along the way, and the paper money was flying like heavy snow. In the silent atmosphere, we walked out of the village and set foot on the road to the cemetery.

As I walked, I suddenly realized something was wrong.

The surrounding scene has not changed at all, and we are walking on the path as if we are stuck in an infinite loop.

A gust of cold wind hit me, I shuddered, and there was a faint sound in my ears.

Listening carefully, I froze, and it turned out to be crying! And more than one person is crying!