How dare I continue to stand here stupidly? I immediately opened my legs and started running towards home. Coffin Yang was still at my house at this moment. As long as I ran back, Coffin Yang would definitely be able to save me.
Behind me, the voice of 'Coffin Yang' sneered and called.
"Good disciple, don't run away! Master will take you to the cemetery to pick up tributes to eat, so don't run away!"
When I heard this, I felt regretful. If I had known it would be like this, even if my third uncle broke my legs, he would not go to the cemetery to pick up tributes.
Now...it's too late to say anything.
I cried and shouted all the way back, but it was a road that was not far away. I ran for almost half an hour without seeing the gate. It was like standing on a treadmill and running in place.
Suddenly, a thin layer of mist gradually gathered around me. Between the mist, I vaguely saw a black figure slowly walking towards me.
When I got closer, I realized that the black shadow turned out to be Fatty Cui. He had a wicked smile on his face: "You can't run away. If you take my money, your life is mine."
"Who, who took your money? I don't want it, you take it."
I took a few steps back, my teeth kept chattering, and I plucked up the courage to yell at Fatty Cui.
"I don't care, if you accept my money, your life belongs to me, belongs to me..."
Fatty Cui's sneer disappeared, and he yelled at me with a ferocious look on his face.
His figure suddenly flashed, and I only saw an afterimage. When I saw him, I found that Fatty Cui was already in front of me.
He was only half a meter away from me, and I could even smell the faint smell of corpse on his body.
I was shocked and just about to run away, but Fatty Cui suddenly raised his hand and strangled my neck. His hand was like an iron pliers. No matter how hard I slapped him, I couldn't break free.
"Let go, let go of me. We have no grievances. Why are you pestering me?"
The feeling of suffocation made my head dizzy, and I struggled to express the resentment in my heart.
Fatty Cui didn't reply, just giggling as usual.
'Pa~'
A clear crack of whip broke the situation of life and death.
The iron hand that Fatty Cui tied around my neck also disappeared in an instant.
I covered my neck and coughed violently. I looked up and saw that Fatty Cui was no longer in front of me.
Coffin Yang stood in front holding a black whip. He snorted coldly: "The evil ghost who doesn't know whether to live or die dares to touch even my Coffin Yang disciple. He is really looking for death."
I didn't dare to move forward, fearing that the coffin in front of me would be another ghost.
Coffin Yang saw that I didn't come over for a long time, so he walked up to me and hit me on the head: "What do you think, brat? If your master and I were ghosts, would it matter if you couldn't come over?"
When I thought about it, it seemed that this was true. What's more, the coffin in front of me was breathing, and ghosts couldn't breathe.
Doesn't that mean that the coffin Yang in front of me is my master?
Now that the rooster's trick of deceiving ghosts was broken, I looked worriedly and asked Coffin Yang if there were any other ways to save his life.
Coffin Yang did not answer, but said that he would consider the matter later.
After I followed Coffin Yang back, my grandma and third uncle hurriedly gathered around me to ask how it was going.
Coffin Yang picked up the remaining half bottle of wine, took a sip of it depressedly, and cursed, "Asshole, this is the first time I've encountered such a cunning sneak."
After hearing this, I nodded repeatedly. This could not be described as cunning, it was really hard to guard against.
The third uncle frowned and asked Coffin Yang what to do next.
Coffin Yang pondered for a moment and asked his third uncle and grandma to go to his house first, and leave me at home by myself tomorrow. Whether I can survive tomorrow night depends on my luck.
After hearing this, my grandma burst into anxious tears and kept saying nice things to me in front of Coffin Yang. My third uncle also had a sad face and was worried about me.
Coffin Yang just said that it all depends on whether God wants me to live. He said that this is a disaster in my life. If I can bear it, I will be safe. If I can't resist it, I will die. He can only help me a little. I still have to deal with this disaster by myself. Carrying most parts.
I just want to shout in my heart about this.
I was wronged for riding a horse!
If I was really greedy and picked up some money for my life, or did something wrong and provoked ghosts, then I would be dead if I died. Now my death is unclear. To be honest, I am really unjust!
Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the evening of the second day. Grandma and third uncle both cried and left the house. Only Coffin Yang and I were left in the courtyard.
Coffin Yang took out a small jar, and inside was a bunch of black stuff. Coffin Yang said it was the ash from the bottom of the pot, and smearing it on my body gave me a layer of insurance.
I heard Coffin Yang say that tonight is my last chance. If I avoid it, I will be fine. If I can't avoid it, my life or death will be uncertain.
I also know the seriousness of this matter, and I want to hide well, but the ghost is too cunning and cannot be dealt with at my age.
Coffin Yang told me to relax, saying that he would be here with me tonight and that even if something happened, he would protect me.
I thought to myself, do you believe this? Yesterday, he said that my life or death was uncertain. Now, if he says this again, isn't it the opposite?
But right now, all I can count on is Coffin Yang. I just hope that tonight can pass peacefully, and I can be considered temporarily safe.
After I took the pot bottom ash and smeared it all over my body, Coffin Yang gave me a talisman, which he said was left for me to save my life. This time, he didn’t let me wander around the village, probably because he was afraid that I would be tricked. Full set.
Let me stay in the house and don't go out and hide all night. If I'm not discovered, I can burn the pile of money at dawn and everything will be fine.
After I listened, the heart hanging in my throat slowly returned to my stomach.
But I always feel in my heart that this matter is not as simple as I thought...
Time passed by minute by second, and it came to the hour again that I was afraid of. At this moment, the wind blew outside, the wind blew the leaves, and the rustling sound was heard continuously.
I opened the window and looked out all the time. Under the moonlight, a figure slowly appeared in my field of vision.
It was a rickety old lady, wearing a floral cotton-padded jacket, leaning on a cane, with a wrinkled face, grinning and giggling.
With trembling eyes, I stared at the hunched old man outside and swallowed hard.
This is not a human, but a ghost!
She seemed to be walking slowly, but I noticed that her feet were not on the ground, but floating in the air...
What frightened me even more was that the direction she walked straight towards was the house I was in.
I was so frightened that I didn't dare to breathe, so I hurriedly squatted down for fear of being seen by this ghost old lady.
Then, I remembered a series of knocks on the door. I didn't dare to open the door. I just curled up on the ground, holding tightly the talisman the coffin gave me.
After an unknown amount of time, there was no sound outside. After another while, I finally dared to stand up slowly to see if the ghost old lady was gone.
But the moment I just stood up, my eyes met the old man's eyes. We were only separated by a window.
Looking at her pale and disfigured face, I immediately staggered in fright and almost fell to the ground.
But fortunately, the ghost old man couldn't really see me because of the pot ash on his body. But the noise he made just now seemed to attract her attention, and she didn't leave. A pair of bulging eyeballs turned around. Turn around, as if searching for traces of me in the house.
It's already about half past one, and the sun gets up very quickly in summer. As long as it's four o'clock, this old ghost will leave as soon as it gets light.
As I was thinking this, the scene that happened next almost made me scream.
Because the locked door had been opened at some point, and the ghost old lady was standing at the door, sneering into the room...
