Volume 1 In 2007 I was poisoned by my grandmother with golden silkworms Chapter 5 The third dead per
It was already past two o'clock in the morning when I returned to my uncle's house. Yang Yu patted my shoulder, sighed, and said nothing. Instead, he waved goodbye to Duoduo and Jin Silkworm Gu and drove away. I followed
Returning to the village road, there was no light everywhere. There were frogs singing one after another on the edge of the fields, but it seemed very peaceful. However, there were still lights at the uncle's house, and the noisy courtyard that had been noisy all day still continued, with people playing mahjong and playing DVDs.
There were many people playing DVDs, but there were far fewer people. There was a low cry from the tomb. I approached and saw my father walking out of the darkness, with tears on his face.
Lying inside the coffin in the funeral shed was my grandmother, who was also his mother. He was busy during the day and had no time to grieve, but at night, he couldn't bear to grieve.
He patted me on the shoulder and said, are you back? How are things going?
I nodded and said everything was fine, don't worry. So I followed my father into the funeral shed, came to the black coffin, and knelt on the free straw futon.
There has always been a saying in our country that a person must go home to visit him or her within three days after death. Therefore, the children must wait in the coffin, waiting for the return of his soul. Therefore, relatives and friends must accompany him every night until he is buried. This is called a wake.
My grandma died the day before yesterday. She was encased in a coffin yesterday (my grandma had prepared this coffin for herself ten years ago and placed it in the shack behind the house. When I was a child, I went in to play and accidentally fell into it. I was frightened.
My grandma lost her soul, but it was my grandma who called her back later). Normally, she should be laid aside for three days before being buried. However, since grandma’s birth date is the best match tomorrow, it was decided to be buried at that time.
The vigils take turns, otherwise we would have to stay up late at night to prepare for the funeral during the day, and our iron-clad body would not be able to bear it. I saw my dad’s gray hair and haggard face, and after waiting for half an hour, I persuaded him to go to the house to rest. He
He was very stubborn and refused, so a few of us younger generations coaxed and persuaded him and carried him to the room, and finally he succeeded.
Returning to the mourning hall, I was kneeling on the grass futon, chatting with Xiaojing and a few cousins to pass the time.
In the second half of the night, everyone was so sleepy that they each found a chair and squinted for a while. I was in good physical condition, so I held on for everyone. I knelt on the ground, but I pressed the solid Qi training tools of the Twelve Methods.
I practiced meditation secretly and was not lonely. Duoduo also came out to accompany me. Of course, she deliberately hid her figure, so she would not scare my relatives.
The little old lady on the portrait was lying peacefully in the coffin. I looked at her and found that she had already passed away to the underworld.
I hope she will live happily there and maybe reunite with my grandfather.
Perhaps because of concentration, time passed by in a flash. When the rooster crowed for the first time, Duoduo returned to the locust tree sign, and the quiet courtyard began to become noisy. People came over one after another, and the funeral band came.
Relatives and various people who helped carry the coffin and carry flags gathered in the courtyard. My parents, uncles and aunts, and the more prestigious elders in the Fang family also began to gather together to coordinate the funeral arrangements, and it became a busy mess.
At seven o'clock, iron cannons were fired, mourning and music rang out, and all kinds of mourning papers were raised in the sky. My uncle, wrapped in heavy mourning, walked in front carrying grandma's portrait, while I and the men from my roommate carried the coffin.
Pick it up and head towards the cemetery.
I was carrying the wood on my shoulders, with the heavy coffin pressing on me. The expressions of the cousins next to me were as usual. They were all ordinary farm men, so they didn’t waste much effort. My mother was worried at first that I was too delicate to do the job.
Seeing that my expression was relaxed, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The funeral procession was headed by my uncle. Everyone was wearing hemp and mourning, and was led by a long hemp rope. After walking ten steps, they stopped to kowtow, and then continued walking.
The long queue of hundreds of meters forming in the distance is a spectacular sight.
There were some who cried, but mainly those from my grandfather's room, old people who were familiar with my grandmother, and others howled loudly.
I leaned against the coffin with an expressionless face and walked up and down, feeling uncomfortable at all.
To be honest, I envy the kind of silent and solemn funerals in foreign movies, where there is a priest and white flowers on the chest, and everyone is remembering the deceased in their hearts; or it is like a memorial service, quiet in the funeral parlor
However, in our remote countryside, burials are popular, and everything seems like a farce.
Of course, this is just the thought of people like me who have received a new education. In the minds of my parents, such a funeral is considered grand.
The cemetery is on a hilltop at the junction of Xinhua Township and Chunlei Forest Farm. This is where the Lu family’s ancestral graves are located. The mountain road is rugged and has narrow paths. It’s fine for a single person, but it’s a bit sad for the eight of us carrying the coffin. It’s been a long time.
With a strong nose, I finally arrived in front of the cemetery. I dug the soil, buried him, built the grave, planted a monument, and carried flags and flags... When everything was completed, it was already eleven o'clock.
When I saw the coffin containing grandma buried in the earth and the villagers filling the pit with earth, I suddenly felt empty in my heart.
The dearest person in the world finally left me.
There is no such little old lady in this world anymore, looking at me with a smile, and treating everything in me as her world, her pride, and the continuation of her life.
All ashes return to ashes, and dust returns to dust.
After this, there will be no grandma, no woman named "Zhao Meier". She will be hung on the wall, or hidden in our hearts.
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The day after grandma was buried, she was cleaning up the remaining mess and inviting relatives and friends who came to help to have dinner. Everything was finally becoming less busy.
I received a call at noon. It was from Wu Gang. This armed policeman whom I had saved once had a serious tone and asked me if I had time. If so, please be sure to come to the city. He was anxious to find me.
Me. I asked if it was about the death of those two comrades. He nodded, and then said that another one of his men died. He fell into a pit and drowned. Three people died in a week, and now there are rumors in the team.
, people were panicked, and he himself had no idea. He heard from Ma Haibo that I was back and asked me to help him.
Without any hesitation, I immediately agreed to him and drove to the city.
On the way, I called Zamao Xiaodao and mentioned that the dwarf mules might be making a comeback. When the police and I went to suppress the dwarf mules, Zamao Xiaodao was doing trouble under Uncle Duan in Jiangcheng. I also dealt with these things.
He mentioned it. When he heard it, he immediately became interested and said that setting up a stall in Hongshan was very boring, so he might as well come to my house to join in the fun. The fat hen, the provincial tiger cat, screamed every day and missed his wife, so he immediately
Tell me your home address and wait to check the water meter.
I'm asking you, do you think there's anything fishy here?
He said of course, it's not a TV show, there are so many people dead, how can there be so many coincidences in this world? It must be the mandrill who has been searching all the way and tracking it here. If you don't believe it, you can go to the scene and examine the body and you will know.
After chatting with Zamao Xiaodao for a while, I drove for three hours and finally arrived at the station where Wu Gang and his troops were stationed.
Their barracks is in the suburbs, backed by a big mountain, and Wu Gang is waiting for me at the door.
I saw the soldier who died not long ago in a barracks. After a long time, I have no impression of his appearance, but his face was so young that it was heartbreaking. Wu Gang told me that because of the deaths of those two soldiers, he
We are beginning to be alert and ask the soldiers who participated in the last operation not to leave the station easily. The soldier who just died disappeared mysteriously yesterday and was finally found at the bottom of the toilet in a nearby farmer's house. In our place, rural toilets are not very particular.
, is to build a shack, then dig a hole to put a large wooden barrel, and put two wooden boards on top. When the farmer got up in the morning to go to the toilet, he found a human head exposed in the excrement barrel. He was scared to death and called the police. Only then did he find out that it was a human head.
Their missing warriors.
He also went to see the scene at that time, and he completely fell into it. It really seemed like an accident.
This is the chilling place.
Too many coincidences eventually formed a shadow that shrouded people's minds.
I looked at this pale face. His body had been cleaned, and there was a faint smell of shower gel and feces. I seemed to think of him, a young man who walked silently carrying a body on his back. He came out of the mountain at that time.
At that time, he was in front of me, walking all the way without stopping. I walked over, put my hand on the top of his head, and rubbed it. The soul of heaven has been lost, the soul of earth has left, and his soul has returned to the underworld. Read
On the eyelids, the pupils can be seen to be dilated, giving a trace of confusion.
I asked Wu Gang if he wanted an autopsy?
He nodded and said yes. Now people are panicked and everyone is uneasy. They reported to the military region and said that they would send some departments to assist. Is your opinion weird? I shook my head and said I don't know. Look.
Looking around, there were several people I didn’t know, saying that I wanted to be alone here for a while, okay? Wu Gang had been rescued by me, and we lived and died together in the cave. They knew something about my abilities, so I led everyone away. I
Seeing that the door is closed, release the golden silkworm Gu and let it smell the smell.
The golden silkworm Gu circled around the corpse and finally landed on his lower body.
After a while, it flew to my eyes with a piece of hair in its mouth. I reached out to take it and looked at it in my hand. It was a dark green hair, a few centimeters, thick and short.
My memory was a bit short-circuited. After a while, I remembered that his death was indeed related to the dwarf mule.
This kind of hair belongs to the short mule. But... hasn't he been cleaned before? How come there are still traces like this?
I walked out of the room, handed the hair to Wu Gang, and told him my suspicions. He was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his face and asked what to do? I said let’s do this for now. There were still a few people participating in the mission that day.
?He said that three of them have retired from the army, and two have been transferred out of here. Apart from him, there are only two who are still alive here. I agreed that we will sleep together tonight, and I will stay with you these days.
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When Wu Gang heard what I said, he quickly thanked me. For him, I was undoubtedly the last life-saving straw.
I suddenly remembered something: Where did Ma Haibo and the others turn over the body of the dwarf mule we captured earlier?
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