"Third Commander, what... happened?!"
Jiao Qiu'er obviously saw Mao Sandao's weird behavior, his whole heart twisted together, and he shouted at him.
"not good!"
Mao Sandao suddenly turned to look at Jiao Qiu'er: "West of the village! Quick! Go and ask Grandpa Liu! Tell him something happened here!"
Under the critical situation, Mao Sandao thought that only Grandpa Liu might be able to solve this matter.
Since he can do lawful things, he must also have two tools to deal with evil things.
If there are not two, there will always be one...
Jiao Qiu'er couldn't see clearly what happened to the coffin, and didn't know why Mao Sandao had such a violent reaction.
But Mao Sandao looked so panicked, he knew something big must have happened.
Without any further thought, Jiao Qiu'er ran away, responding as he ran: "What...? Okay!"
But he had just run a few steps when Mao Sandao suddenly stopped him from behind: "West! West! The other end you are running to is the east!"
Because he was anxious for the moment, Jiao Qiu'er just wanted to invite Grandpa Liu over quickly, and ran in one direction without identifying the direction. He never thought of running in the opposite direction.
"Holy shit!"
Upon hearing Mao Sandao's correction, Jiao Qiu'er turned around and ran towards the west.
Although I have tried my best, due to my physical condition, I can't run as fast as a seven or eight-year-old child.
Looking at the hand resting on the side of the coffin, Mao Sandao felt that his whole scalp was numb, as if thousands of ants were gnawing at him.
Click, click, click… click, click…
Sen Bai's hand was holding the coffin lid in reverse and was pushing it!
"Amitabha, Good Luck, Brother Jesus...Grandpa, I am the Three Ways!"
Mao Sandao retreated a few meters away, praying in his heart, staring at the hand and not daring to leave for a moment.
He wasn't sure what would happen next second.
He thought the only thing he could do now was to pray, hoping that the hand would just come out to cool down, or that it might feel too stuffy inside the coffin and come out for some air.
Even if not, even if you can hold on until Grandpa Liu arrives.
The next moment, Mao Sandao quickly retreated again!
He saw the hair slowly rising from the coffin!
Then, half the head...the whole head...the neck...
When I was young, my grandfather, wearing a black shroud with a vermilion longevity symbol printed on it, sat stiffly in the coffin.
Although his back was turned to him, Mao Sandao could clearly feel his heart beating rapidly.
He wanted to escape, but he was worried that his escape might affect the whole village.
He thought that with him around, his grandfather could at least deal with him for a while and wouldn't hurt others so quickly.
"Grandpa, you...what else do you think you are missing? Tell me and I will burn it for you..."
Mao Sandao clasped his hands together and kept bowing to his grandfather's back. He desperately hoped that his dead grandfather could feel his sincerity.
In the blink of an eye, Grandpa's body changed.
To be exact, Grandpa’s head is spinning!
What frightened Mao Sandao the most was that grandpa's body did not move, only his head turned in his direction!
Qi...Qi...Qi...!
In the deathly silent night, Mao Sandao could clearly hear the crunching sound of his grandfather's head and neck as he twisted his head.
In an instant, Mao Sandao's whole body trembled. He saw half of his face, the face that his grandfather had put on when he was buried!
The face was smeared so white that it looked unnaturally like a piece of white paper, and the lips were as bright red as if they had been washed by blood.
Mao Sandao didn't think it was coquettish, on the contrary, it was fatal.
Who is wearing this makeup?
I'm going to die!
You can't make yourself look more beautiful when you're so stupid!
When his grandfather's whole face appeared in front of Mao Sandao, Mao Sandao felt an indescribable discomfort.
It's like running vigorously for a long time and suddenly stopping, causing intense discomfort caused by lack of oxygen in the brain.
Grandpa’s white face stands upright on his neck, and the part below the neck is Grandpa’s back!
Moreover, through the light refracted in the room, Mao Sandao could vaguely see that Grandpa's neck had become twisted.
Lend a cat a life?
Mao Sandao seems to have subconsciously believed in this "pseudoscience".
hateful!
You damn cat!
thump!
Mao Sandao suddenly knelt in front of his grandfather. He suddenly remembered that the person who spread this statement said at that time that when encountering such a thing, relatives only need to kneel down, kowtow nine times sincerely, and burn nine pieces of paper. , the so-called ninety-nine returns to one, this matter is over.
boom! boom! boom! boom!
…
Mao Sandao knocked hard on the ground nine times, ignoring the pain.
Then, he quickly took nine pieces of paper from the side and threw them all into the basin.
He stared at his grandfather, just hoping that what the man said was not a rumor.
After waiting for nearly a minute, grandpa did not return to the coffin, but his closed eyes moved!
not good!
This is about opening your eyes!
Mao Sandao realized something was wrong and quickly stood up and moved his body back.
He had a premonition that if grandpa opened his eyes at this time, the situation would be even worse.
Although he himself didn't know why he had this idea.
Sure enough, shortly after Mao Sandao retreated, grandpa's eyes opened.
When he saw his grandfather's eyes, Mao Sandao's discomfort suddenly intensified.
Grandpa's eyes have no pupils, and all that is visible is the whites of his eyes.
In Mao Sandao's eyes, Grandpa's face and facial features were extremely inconsistent at this moment.
It can even be said to be terrifying.
The corners of Grandpa's mouth raised slightly and he smiled, a very strange smile.
Immediately, Grandpa's straight body jumped up from the coffin and jumped towards Mao Sandao.
wrong!
It's Gone with the Wind!
"grandfather!"
Mao Sandao's whole body tensed up and he shouted, quickly dodging to one side.
Seeing Mao Sandao running away, Grandpa immediately turned around and chased Mao Sandao.
During the entire process, my feet never touched the ground.
"Jiao Maiqi, where did you go, you bastard? You haven't come back yet!"
Mao Sandao is just an ordinary person who knows nothing about catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. At this time, he places all his hopes on Grandpa Liu.
"Grandpa Liu!"
Mao Sandao raised his voice and shouted again, but received no response from Jiao Qiu'er and Grandpa Liu.
At this time, Grandpa's body was no more than one meter away from Mao Sandao.
Bang!
Mao Sandao's feet caught on the stool and he stumbled down.
He turned around and looked at his grandfather's approaching body in horror.
Mao Sandao couldn't imagine what would happen next moment.
The body was torn apart violently?
Or, grandpa is lying on his neck crazily "enjoying" the pleasure brought by the fresh blood?
Grandpa's body was almost attached to Mao Sandao's body, and his terrifying face was fully displayed in front of his eyes.
At a short distance, Mao Sandao smelled a smell that made him nauseous.
It is the putrid smell released from the inside out, caused by the massive proliferation of putrefactive bacteria in the intestines of the corpse.
Grandpa stretched out his hands.
Mao Sandao saw that the position corresponding to the hands was exactly his neck.
Mao Sandao gave up resistance. He believed that all resistance at this time was useless.
Hit grandpa hard on the head with a stool?
Or should I say kick Grandpa hard in the stomach?
Mao Sandao felt that this was unfilial, and he was even more ruthless.
He even felt that all force was in vain for a senseless, empty skin.
It is very likely that "him" will be even more angry, although Mao Sandao is not sure whether such a corpse on the verge of decay has angry organs.
Mao Sandao closed his eyes tightly and allowed his grandfather's hands to explore his neck until they were locked.
Grandpa did not pity him because of the relationship between grandparent and grandson.
"Grandpa...Grandpa..."
Soon, Mao Sandao felt that his breathing had been blocked and his head gradually became dizzy.
"Master...Master...Master..."
Even articulating words became extremely difficult.
"Third Commander, Liu...Grandpa Liu, Grandpa Liu is here!"
When his consciousness was about to blur, Mao Sandao almost tried his best to look at the west end with his peripheral vision, and Jiao Qiu'er rolled and crawled over.
Not far behind him, Grandpa Liu was following behind with a wooden sword, stopping every two steps and taking three steps.
