Do you still remember what the master dancer in the village said when your grandpa first started making trouble? He said that your grandpa killed too many people in the war and that after he got to the underworld, little ghosts would seek their lives. In fact, this sentence is bullshit and should be the exact opposite.
, it is precisely because your grandfather was a soldier during his lifetime that he has the unique aura of a soldier, and because he has killed people, he has an evil aura that makes all ghosts afraid of him. How could any kid dare to seek revenge on him? So I say, you
The reason why grandpa has not changed like your third grandpa is because he has joined the army and his soul has not changed. The second uncle said.
But I still don’t understand what you want to express. I yawned.
Your grandfather, he is not a fake corpse. The person who picked up the corpse will not have intelligence. He is just a walking corpse that can hurt people. Perhaps you can understand that your third grandfather after death is no longer the third grandfather in life, and you
Grandpa, it’s still your grandpa. He’s looking for you because he has something to say to you.
If nothing else happens, he will come back tomorrow on June 7th. You can try to communicate with him. The second uncle said to me quietly.
His words gave me goosebumps all over my body.
Are you kidding me?
He handed me a copper coin with the pattern on it worn off and said: Don't be afraid. If your grandfather had harmed you, you would have been dead long ago. Take this copper coin and I will come over if anything happens.
I played with the copper coin in my hand and looked at the figure of my second uncle walking out. I don’t know if it was because of a long sleep or something else. I clearly felt that everything was not right. The transformation of my second uncle in the past two days
, it seems a bit older, and it’s obvious that you can tell me again tomorrow, so it won’t be so mysterious in the middle of the night.
But with this copper coin, I can’t tell the difference between the movies I’ve seen before and reality. But at least this thing, similar to the copper coins commonly used by Taoist priests in film and television works, gives me a strong sense of security. I, Lin Xiaofan
He is also a person who holds a powerful weapon to ward off evil spirits.
After waking up the next day, I looked at my second uncle again. He still looked normal, acting as if he wasn't the one who was looking for me last night. After breakfast, my father discussed with me to surround the ancestral hall.
, that place used to be an important place in our village, but now it has almost become a taboo place. Of course, this is also because there is no one to manage it after the death of the third grandfather. Nowadays, people take this aspect less and less seriously.
If Third Grandpa were still alive, who would dare to go to such trouble? Thinking of this, I can't help but miss Third Grandpa, and the magnanimity and fearlessness of their older generation. They actually dared to go to the ancestral grave to keep vigil even though they knew my grandfather was a fake corpse.
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With no guilt in my heart, why fear ghosts and gods?
I still can't go to the hospital today because today is my grandpa's birthday and I need to go to the cemetery to pay homage. After finishing these tasks, villagers came to the door one after another and asked me about Lin Erdan. Now in their hearts, I and I
Just like Xu Lin, some people even asked me if Xu Lin accepted me as his disciple because of my beautiful bones. Of course, some of them asked me about the ancestral hall, and then I remembered that I promised my father to go to the ancestral hall today.
We surrounded them. I would definitely not tell the villagers the real situation there. I would just tell them that everything was fine. What happened to Lin Erdan was just a coincidence. Third Grandpa’s wish was for this.
After all this was done, my father, my second uncle, and I set out in the afternoon to build bricks into the new gate that had been demolished under the command of Xu Lin. Looking at the closed gate of the ancestral hall during the day, it was so calm that I couldn't help but
I can believe that a very powerful ghost is trapped inside with peach branches.
There is one thing I can't figure out. Logically speaking, there are ancestors of our Lin family in our ancestral hall. If there are really ghosts in this world, they exist equally at the same time. It is impossible to say that I will become a ghost after I die.
, it’s as simple as you rotting away when you die, so our ancestors of the Lin family, so many of us, can’t deal with a pervert in red.
After doing all this, it was already dark, and each day passed by so fast. I was really looking forward to and afraid of what would happen at night. Those who said that my own grandfather did not need to be afraid were all standing and talking.
If you don’t have back pain, it’s human nature to fear corpses and death.
After dinner in the evening, my second uncle secretly walked into my room, took a handful of rice and sprinkled it under my bed, and said to me: I will be under your bed at night. No matter what happens, you don’t want me to do anything.
Fear.
I said: You would have said so earlier. I have been scared for a whole day. But what's the matter with you throwing a handful of rice?
He smiled at me and said: Isolate the Yang Qi. If not, your grandfather would not dare to leave even if he knew there were two people in the room.
No matter how you say it, having my second uncle under my bed really increased my confidence. At least I wasn’t so scared. When it was about ten o’clock, my second uncle really appeared in my room and got into my bed.
I chatted with him under the bed, but he didn't acknowledge me. He just said that if grandpa really comes, don't make any announcement.
I was convinced, and then two big men were in the same room, and one was relatively speechless. With my second uncle here, I was no longer nervous, and could actually fall asleep in such an environment. But after I fell asleep, I actually did
A dream.
This dream is very strange. In the dream, there is a fog and chaos. I can’t see anything clearly, and there is no one. I am just left alone in a white mist. This feeling is very strange.
I was helpless, there was no one around, I was the only one left.
Where is this? I shouted around, but no one answered me at all.
Suddenly, it started raining heavily here, and the rain was all blood red. The rain dispersed the fog, and I found that I was standing on a cloud, and below the cloud was Linjiazhuang. At this time, Linjiazhuang was a blur.
The ruins were full of dead people, devastated, and corpses were scattered everywhere. I was so anxious that I wanted to get down from the clouds to see them, but I couldn't get down at all. I couldn't seem to control the movement of my body.
This is definitely a dream. As long as I wake up, there will be nothing left. I told myself this in the dream, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't wake up from this dream.
I've had this experience before, but in the past, I only saw an inexplicable human face, but this time, I saw the disaster of the entire Linjiazhuang.
Then, nothing happened. This nightmare state would not last long. When I woke up, my second uncle was kicking the coffin board under the bed.
Don't make a sound. Your grandpa is back. I opened my eyes and was not thankful that I finally woke up from that horrible state. I was so frightened by his words that I woke up completely.
I raised my head and looked outside the door. I don’t know when the door that was originally closed had been opened. There was a man wearing a green shroud standing at the door. I couldn’t see his face in the moonlight, but I just saw a person.
A thin figure. Who else could it be if it wasn’t my grandfather?
My mouth was dry, and the nice words I said before have now turned into fear. I even wanted to pull my second uncle out from under the bed, but this man seemed like nothing had happened, and there was nothing at all. movement.
Grandpa, I screamed with trembling all over.
The figure at the door seemed to have heard my call, turned to look at me, and then walked towards me with full steps.
I retreated step by step on the bed until I reached the wall with no way out.
Grandpa's walking posture was not like the jumping zombies seen on TV. He just walked as if he were alive. He walked unusually calmly and calmly. Without speaking, he walked directly to my bed and lay down.
Then, he closed his eyes and lay next to my bed as if asleep.
As we got closer, I could clearly see his face. He was no longer a living person. His whole face had turned gray-blue. I just didn't understand why, after so long, his body showed no signs of decay. It was just that A sickly gray-green color.
His body was already stiff, and one arm was raised stiffly in the air, gesticulating back and forth.
What is grandpa doing? I was so scared that I almost peed my pants. Where can I use my brain to think?
Grandpa, I called out again. He still didn't answer me, but just lay like that, dancing regularly in the air with one hand.
Second uncle, come out quickly. I shouted. But the second uncle seemed to be dead under the bed and there was no movement at all.
He also said that he asked me to ask grandpa what happened. This is simply a trick on me. This is
I suppressed my own fear forcibly. To this day, I can’t even tell what kind of state my grandfather is in, that is, he is my biological grandfather. Otherwise, I would definitely go out to find a big colorful rooster and drink the blood. Spray on his face
wrong
Grandpa’s arms that kept dancing were regular. He was writing a word.
Grandpa really came back to give me a message, but he is already dead. I don’t know what kind of force prompted him to come back just to tell me one word.
I couldn't see his arms waving in the air. I could only write them on the bed along the path of his arms on the wall with my hands.
That turned out to be an escape word
Grandpa's body should be repeating this action every time he comes back. He just conveys a message to me, that is, escape.
I don't know why, but when I saw my grandfather's stiff body lying on the bed, I suddenly felt that it wasn't so scary anymore. This was just a grandfather who came back to let his grandson go.
I knelt down to him, kowtowed and said: Grandpa, I understand, I will run away, you can rest assured.
After I said this, my grandfather's arms that were still dancing actually stopped. Then he stood up and walked away slowly and peacefully just like when he came.