The village chief rushed in first, followed closely by us.
Passing through the kitchen in the outhouse is the door to the east room of Wei Liushu's house.
I only saw the village chief sitting on the ground with a plop as soon as he entered.
He began to breathe heavily and pointed at Uncle Wei Liu on the kang, unable to pronounce a single syllable.
The smell in the room is terrible, like the smell of incontinence.
I was led by my mother and saw Uncle Wei Liu on the kang.
Uncle Wei Liu's body was covered with a quilt, and his exposed shoulders looked like rotten black wood. The air in his body seemed to have been sucked out, and the texture under his skin was clearly visible.
The most terrifying thing is that his head is placed on the pillow, but his neck has been broken. There is still a distance between the head and the cavity, and the green checkered mattress underneath can be seen.
Not even a drop of blood.
Seeing Uncle Wei Liu like this, I was so scared that I hugged my mother's thigh tightly. My head was numb!
The village chief suddenly let out a cry similar to a train whistle, and his wide-open eyes immediately turned red: "Oh!"
He slapped himself hard several times.
My dad quickly grabbed him: "Uncle, what are you doing!"
The village chief wiped his tears and said: "When I came yesterday, Lao Liu was in this posture! I thought he was asleep!"
"What?!" The second uncle cried out in shock, "Lao Liu died last night?"
"Yes! It's just this posture that didn't move! Why didn't I come in and take a look!" The village chief beat his chest sadly.
My dad pulled the village chief out and advised him as he did so: "Uncle, please calm down. When you came here yesterday, the sixth child was gone. Even if you come in, it won't help!"
They went out.
I covered my nose, hugged my mother's thigh, and shivered all over.
At this time, a figure slowly emerged from the corner.
I took a closer look and saw that it was Uncle Wei Liu who was holding his head! He was crying quietly, but his hands could not wipe away his tears accurately.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Uncle Wei Liu cried sadly.
His cries were like countless cats scratching at the glass. The sound was itchy to the roots of your teeth and went straight into your head.
I slightly stretched my neck in the direction of my second uncle: "Second uncle is here."
"What do I have?" The second uncle was looking at Uncle Wei Liu's body. When he heard my words, he turned his head and glanced at me.
"..." Didn't he ask me all day long if there was anything strange? When I said yes, he still glared at me.
My mother grabbed my shoulder and looked around: "Nuan Ting, is your Uncle Wei Liu here?"
"Ah." My mother can't see it, how does she know?
I nodded blankly: "Yes."
"Tell him to come over."
"But... doesn't he know that I can see ghosts?" I covered my eyes with gauze.
"Mom is here, don't be afraid."
Also, what does my mother have to fear from me?
I took a deep breath... vomit, I forgot that the smell in the room was touching.
"Uncle Wei Liu." I said in the direction of Uncle Wei Liu.
Uncle Wei Liu, who was standing in the corner, was looking for his eyes. When he heard me calling him, he was completely stunned.
"You, can you see me?" Uncle Wei Liu opened his mouth wide.
He was so scary. He was holding his pale head, his eyes were black and blue, and his clothes were like torn pieces of paper swinging back and forth on his body.
I grabbed my mother's hand tightly and wiped my nose: "Yes, Uncle Wei Liu, my mother asked you to come over."
Uncle Wei Liu looked at my mother tentatively and suddenly shook his head vigorously, but as soon as he shook his head, his head flew out of his hands.
His body began to turn back and forth again, looking for his head everywhere.
"Oh, where is my head? Where did the seeds in my head go?" Uncle Wei Liu was like a headless fly.
The second uncle frowned, sat down on top of Uncle Wei Liu's body, and lit a cigarette: "Is he afraid of your mother and doesn't dare to come over?"
"yes."
"Then don't let him come over. Just ask him directly, how did he die?"
"Ouch." I looked at Uncle Wei Liu's head again.
But Uncle Wei Liu could hear his second uncle talking. His head was on the kang, his mouth opened and closed and he started crying again.
"It's Brother Zhang! I just woke up last night and went to the village chief's house to find you, and he came in! He said he heard our plan and wanted to kill me first. He's still staying at my house.
Woo hoo all night.”
Uncle Wei Liu's tears wet a puddle on the kang.
I repeated his exact words to my mother and second uncle.
My mother and second uncle were stunned.
"How is that possible? Brother Zhang was asleep at home last night!" my mother exclaimed.
The second uncle also said: "Yes, we stayed at the door of Lao Zhang's house last night and watched him sleep all night with our own eyes!"
Uncle Wei Liu cried even louder: "I died in his hands, and I can still tell lies!"
Then he went on to talk about how Uncle Zhang twisted off his head and squatted in front of his chest to drink blood, which made my stomach churn.
"Thankfully the village chief didn't enter the house, otherwise it would have been the two of us who died last night."
The second uncle picked his head hard and said, "Sister-in-law, while we have a short time to leave now, we have to go back again."
My mother nodded solemnly.
My second uncle picked me up and ran out. I heard my mother say from behind: "Sixth, don't worry, after I finish your matter, I will give you salvation, and you can still be reincarnated."
"Wow, thank you, sister-in-law."
When we ran out, people gathered under the big tree outside the door because the village chief had fainted because he blamed himself and was too sad. My dad was fanning him.
We got out just in time.
"Hey! What are you doing!" My dad shouted from behind.
But my mother and second uncle ran very fast, so I answered for them: "Let's go to Uncle Zhang's house!"
When we arrived at the door of Uncle Zhang's house, my mother and my second uncle were already out of breath. My second uncle put me on the ground and leaned on my knees, wheezing.
My mother is pretty much the same.
The two of them pulled me and pushed open the door of the outhouse directly.
As soon as we entered the house, we immediately covered our noses.
"What does Uncle Zhang's house smell like?" The air was fishy and cold. It felt like I had fallen into a well that had not seen the light of day for hundreds of years. It was sticky.
My mother dragged me into the back room and strode forward. I was almost lifted up.
"Nuan Ting, did you see anything?"
I looked around. The room was very dirty and messy. There were some scattered corn leaves on the ground, but there was nothing else. I shook my head.
There was a curtain hanging along the edge of Uncle Zhang's kang. The second uncle walked over in a few steps and pulled open the blue curtain...
When we saw what was on the kang, we all gasped!
Because we saw that the person lying under the quilt on the kang was not Uncle Zhang at all! It was a piece of skin!
A piece of skin that is exactly the same as Uncle Zhang! Dried corn leaves are stuffed inside! It makes him look a lot like Uncle Zhang!