If we say that we have the same appearance, it can be said that this is just a coincidence, but now even the location, size and shape of the moles on our bodies are the same, can this still be described as a coincidence?
"grandfather……"
"Don't say anything yet, come back with me." I pointed at the person in the coffin and was about to ask grandpa if he knew what was going on, but grandpa spoke first and stopped me from continuing.
Then, before I could say anything else, grandpa took my hand and walked back.
Before they had gone far, Grandpa seemed to have thought of something again. He turned back to the village chief and said, "Village Chief, this coffin is not simple. It must be handled with care. Please find some people to deliver this coffin to me."
Home.”
The village chief obviously hadn't recovered yet. After my grandfather finished speaking, it took about thirty seconds before the village chief said, "Oh, I understand, leave it to me!"
Grandpa nodded and then pulled me back.
On the way home, grandpa was breathing heavily and his chest kept rising and falling, which meant that his mood was by no means calm.
We didn't talk along the way, we just walked with our heads down.
After arriving home, grandpa packed a few things without saying a word and was about to go out. "Dongfang, I have something to deal with. You stay at home and don't run around. After the village chief and others deliver the coffin, you
Keep a close eye on the coffin at home and don’t let others touch it.”
After grandpa explained these things, he went out.
"But, grandpa, where are you going?" I asked when grandpa went out and turned around.
Grandpa hesitated for a moment, then turned back to me and said, "Lijiacun next door."
After saying that, grandpa ignored me and hurried out.
Lijiacun is right next to our Zhaojiacun, but grandpa didn’t tell me the purpose of his trip.
After grandpa left, I sat alone in the yard, thinking about what happened today.
The person in the coffin and I have the same appearance, and even the moles on our bodies are the same. Could it be that I have some inextricable relationship with that person?
Suddenly a very bold idea popped into my mind. Could the person in the coffin be my twin brother?
When this idea appeared in my mind, my heart suddenly tightened.
Thinking about it again, my grandfather has always refused to tell me about my parents. After thinking about it carefully, this is really possible!
But this is just my conjecture. Whether it is true or not, I have to let my grandfather tell me the truth.
While I was thinking about these things, the village chief and several people brought the dug coffin.
When the village chief saw me in the past, he was very enthusiastic and would hold my hand and talk about home affairs. But this time, after they delivered the coffin, they left immediately without wanting to stay for even a second.
.
Especially the way the village chief looked at me was filled with fear.
I know it's all because of the man in the coffin.
The huge coffin was placed in the courtyard. Because my grandfather had told me before, I stayed in the courtyard to take care of the coffin and did not dare to go anywhere.
There was only me and this coffin in the yard, and the atmosphere seemed a bit gloomy for a while.
After all, the coffin is not an auspicious thing, and I feel a little embarrassed.
In order to overcome the fear in my heart and to kill time, I took out my mobile phone, inserted the earphones into my ears, and listened to music.
Listening to the music, my depressed mood began to gradually relax. As time passed, I actually fell asleep lying on the chair.
"Squeak..." When I was drowsily asleep, bursts of "squeak" sounds suddenly sounded in my ears.
I didn't pay attention to it at first, but then the sound became louder and louder, which frightened me.
I rubbed my eyes and sat up, trying to figure out where the squeaking sound came from.
The sound of "squeak..." is still going on. It is already evening now, and the sky is gradually getting darker. At this moment, coupled with the "squeak" sound, I can't help but shiver, and my hair stands on end.
At first I thought the sound was made by mice. I tried to imitate a cat's meow to scare the mice away, but it had no effect. The squeaking sound still echoed in the quiet yard.
"Where did this sound come from?" I said to myself as I looked at everything in the yard.
Then my eyes were naturally attracted to the coffins placed in the yard. Under the cover of the night, the dark coffins looked darker and darker.
I stared at the coffin closely, and then stepped closer.
As we got closer to the coffin, the "squeaking" sound became clearer.
The squeaking sound comes from inside the coffin!
This discovery made my heart tremble suddenly.
The sound of "Zhizhi..." became intermittent. When I heard it in my ears, I felt like someone was scratching my heart.
I attached my ears to the coffin and heard the creaking sound more clearly, and the coffin shook a few times.
The "squeaking" sound now sounds like the person in the coffin scratching the coffin wall with his fingernails.
I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down and told myself not to panic at this time.
The coffin had been opened before, and there was only one corpse inside. Could it be that the corpse had undergone a transformation now?
Thinking of this possibility, I swallowed my saliva and felt a little scared.
Now that grandpa is gone, if something in the coffin suddenly jumps out, I won't be able to deal with it by myself no matter what.
I originally planned to go find the village chief and the others, but I was worried about what would happen here after I left.
Time passed little by little, and beads of sweat the size of beans began to flow out from my forehead.
No matter! I'm going to open the coffin and see what's going on inside.
Maybe it's just that the mice have dug holes into the coffin, and the "squeaking" sound is caused by the mice grinding their teeth. There is no corpse transformation, everything is just me scaring myself.
Thinking of this, I secretly plucked up the courage and moved the coffin lid bit by bit.
After the coffin lid was completely removed, I saw the body in the coffin again.
The corpse was lying quietly in the coffin, with a peaceful expression on his face. Looking at him, I felt like I was looking at another version of myself in the mirror, which gave me a particularly weird feeling.
At this moment, the corpse in the coffin suddenly opened its eyes. I was unprepared and looked straight at him.
The moment he opened his eyes, I saw that his eyes were extremely scarlet, and a few drops of blood were slowly flowing down his cheeks.
What kind of eyes are those? I can't see any emotion in his eyes, they are extremely cold.
Just one glance almost scared the soul out of me.
I quickly put the coffin lid back on the coffin.
I broke into a cold sweat and kept moving backwards.
At the same time, I noticed that a large amount of blood suddenly flowed out from the surface of the coffin. The blood flowed along the surface of the coffin, and finally flowed to the ground, gathering into a pool.
The scene in front of me was so weird that for a moment I felt like something was stuck in my throat, making it impossible for me to breathe.
Is that corpse really going to transform into a corpse?