According to the instructions in the letter, my mother placed me on the bottom of the coffin, crying and choking with sadness, "My good son, whether you can survive or not depends on tonight. If you die, my mother will never live alone."
After saying that, she put the paper man into the coffin, closed the lid and left the house, going to her friend's house to suffer and wait for dawn the next day.
Time passed little by little.
Even though I was in the coffin, I also realized that tonight was unusual. I didn't dare to take a breath, and there was a deathly silence in the room.
Tick tock, tick tock.
The sound of the second hand in the living room was like a death knell.
I don’t know how much time passed, but I suddenly felt the temperature in the room drop sharply, like the underworld.
A sneaky whimpering sound came from the window, which made me tremble in fear.
Bang, bang, bang.
A sound of jumping from far to near resounded in the courtyard, and finally there was a bang outside the door.
My heart suddenly stopped. It must be the red and white demons coming. I was so frightened that I grimaced and tried not to cry.
"Woooooo, we're back... Wuwuwu..."
"Where are you, where are you..."
The permeating echo echoed in the room, and they had obviously come in to look for me.
For a moment, I suddenly felt the freezing temperature approaching me, getting closer and closer, standing like ice cubes on my left and right sides.
Then, there was a loud bang.
The coffin lid has been lifted!
My heart was beating so fast that I almost cried out of fright. At this moment, the paper man in the coffin suddenly and mysteriously ignited spontaneously.
The smoke rose from the kitchen, and an invisible air of death penetrated into my body. My whole body felt as cold as a dead person. It must be a magic trick that can hide the mystery from the sky.
"How is this possible? Why is that brat dead?"
"This is impossible. How could it be like this? I can't even detect any aura from that kid. If we swallow his soul, we can achieve enlightenment and become immortals. I'm so unwilling to do so."
The unwilling roar of the red and white demons came from outside the coffin, followed by the shattering of furniture and the creaking of the coffin boards echoing around me.
I was in the coffin. If I made any sound, I would definitely die. I was so scared that I held my breath.
There was another loud bang, and I felt like the world was spinning. The coffin was overthrown to the ground by the red and white demons.
Fortunately, the coffin was strong enough and I was not exposed, but I passed out due to the collision of my head.
I don’t know how long it took, but a ray of warm sunshine shone on my face, and then I fell into a warm embrace and my mother’s voice crying with joy, “Son, my great son, you are still alive, it’s so great.”
Eighteen years have passed and I have grown up.
Although I survived by chance, my grandfather never showed up again. It must have been an accident. There is no way of knowing who he asked to help me survive my death.
Grandpa's disappearance and father's death have become a heartache for our mother and son.
My mother raised me up all by herself and she wasn't looking for a man.
At this moment, after listening to my mother's first narration of my experience, Widow Feng on the kang looked at me and sighed: "Hey, Wang Ping'an survived the catastrophe and will be blessed later, but I'm just curious about how his grandfather disappeared. You Will he still be alive?"
Wang Ping'an is the name my mother gave me, which means peace and safety.
Widow Feng has a plump figure, fair skin, and beautiful face. She did not find a man after her husband died in a car accident five years ago. She lives with her 18-year-old daughter Sun Dandan and has a very good relationship with my family.
But her beauty attracted the prying eyes of many bachelors in the village, especially the bullies in the village who often molested her and almost raped her many times.
I have nothing to do today, so I came to my house to chat with her girl.
"Hey." My mother also looked at me and sighed, "More than ten years have passed. If his grandpa were still alive, he would have come back long ago. There is no need to wait until now."
"That's right." Widow Feng's face suddenly became serious, "Ya Ru, I heard what you just said, your son Wang Ping'an is 18 years old and has a life-or-death disaster, but the July 15th Ghost Festival is just one month away. What?"
"You'd better hurry up and find an expert to show your son. Besides, what will happen to your son when he arrives? The red and white demons won't come to your door again."
After finishing speaking, Widow Feng and her daughter had frightened eyes, and my mother even frowned with worry.
Although I survived, I was despised by many classmates and village children because of the discoloration of the skin on the left and right sides of my body. They talked behind my back that I was a monster, which made me unable to hold my head up.
Moreover, due to the influence of red and white evil spirits when I was born, I contained a lot of yin energy in my body, which made me frail and sick, and I often had nightmares and was miserable.
"I don't know what will happen." My mother looked at me with a worried face, "I have also asked Daxian to show my son before. She can deal with some little devils, but she dare not interfere with my son Shiba years of life and death."
"I'm afraid that the pair of red and white demons really noticed my son's aura and came back. The great immortal said that even ten of her would not be enough to fill the teeth of those two resentful demons."
"Then you can't just sit back and do nothing." After Widow Feng finished speaking, her eyes brightened and she added: "By the way Yaru, isn't there a temple in the city? Why don't you go there and see if you can find any eminent monks? of."
Mom nodded sadly and said, "You are right, I will visit you tomorrow."
Sun Dandan held my hand and said with concern, "Peace, I believe you will be fine."
This is my best classmate in junior high school, with a graceful figure and exquisite facial features.
When other classmates rejected me, she was the only one who was friendly to me and formed a deep friendship with me.
"Dandan, don't worry, I'm fine." I forced a smile, as long as I could smile in front of her and my mother.
After Widow Feng chatted with my mother for a while, she looked out the window and said, "Ya Ru, it's getting dark, I have to go back first, by the way."
She suddenly thought of something, and her expression became frightened, "Today is the first day after the death of Mrs. Zheng in our village. You should be more careful at night. Your son is very evil, so don't attract that old lady."
When she said this, we became even more frightened. In fact, over the years, I have indeed attracted a lot of little devils, and they all want to eat me.
Fortunately, I have the amulet to protect me and I am not in danger.
After sending Widow Feng away for dinner, my mother told me to go to bed early.
Before lying on the bed, she checked the amulet around my neck. This thing is currently the only guarantee for my survival, and there must be no mistakes.
After turning off the lights, I looked at the night outside the window, worried and confused, wondering whether I could survive this life-and-death disaster.
I don’t know if I will ever have the chance to meet the nun from eighteen years ago. Maybe she is the only one who can help me get through this difficult time.
I gradually fell asleep, but I don't know how long it took before I suddenly felt a pain in my stomach and turned over to look for toilet paper.
"Ping An, what's wrong with you?" Mom turned on the light and asked doubtfully.
"Mom, my stomach hurts. Where's the toilet paper? I need to go to the toilet and I can't hold it in any longer." I hurriedly got dressed.
"Why do I still have a stomachache in the middle of the night?" My mother took toilet paper from the pillow and handed it to me.
I took the toilet paper, rushed out of the door without saying a word, and ran to the toilet quickly.
