"Where do all these wild cats come from?"
I was stunned and looked blankly at the wild cat hanging on the wall. A very bad premonition enveloped my brain.
In the thick fog, at least twenty or thirty wild cats stared at me coldly. Their whole bodies were covered in fur, their backs were all arched, and they were making "meow, meow, meow" calls that were hoarse to the bone.
Grandma was also frightened by these wild cats. She quickly retracted her head and yelled,
"Don't, don't come to me. It has nothing to do with me. If you want to find me, just go find that damn bitch. Ah, help, help..."
Grandma's shouting became louder and louder, and along with the deep fear, I quickly shouted to her, "Grandma, don't be afraid, it's just a group of wild cats, they can't hurt anyone."
As soon as I finished speaking, I saw a black wild cat suddenly jumped down from the wall and pounced directly in the direction of the memorial shed.
What on earth is it going to do?
I stared blankly at the black cat's movements, and found that its target was actually the two coffins placed under the funeral shed.
I saw the black cat moving quickly, as fast as an arrow from the string, leaping high into the air and heading straight for the coffin to crash into it.
With a bang, the wild cat's head hit the corner of the coffin so hard that the skull cracked. The bloody cat's blood was all smeared on the third uncle's coffin. The originally dark red coffin was instantly dyed a shocking blood red.
It actually jumped on the coffin and committed suicide!
I was dumbfounded and looked at this scene in disbelief.
What happened next was even weirder. The wild cats that appeared in my house collectively let out a hoarse and sharp roar. One after another, they jumped down from the wall as if they were possessed by evil spirits. They all used their heads to hit the third uncle and his uncle. Third aunt's coffin.
The banging sounds continued one after another, and all the wildcats were hit so hard that their brains exploded. A large amount of sticky blood covered the entire coffin lid, forming some weird curved lines.
Oops!
Something suddenly occurred to me. Cats are psychic and are inherently evil creatures. The corpses buried are most afraid of coming into contact with wild cats.
Now so many wild cats have appeared in my house together, and they are banging against the coffin board like crazy. The cat blood seeps along the coffin and drips onto the bodies of the third uncle and third aunt. Something must have happened!
damn it.
I took courage and picked up a bench to drive away these wild cats.
But I don’t know why, these wild cats seemed to have lost their souls, one after another, tirelessly hitting the two coffins, no matter how hard I tried to drive them away, it was useless.
Soon a large number of wild cats died, and the blood oozing from their bodies had covered the entire coffin.
Just when I was trying my best to drive away these wild cats, a strange "bang bang" sound came, instantly interrupting all my movements.
I trembled, looked at the two coffins with trembling eyes, and found that the coffins of the third uncle and the third aunt were shaking.
There was a "dong-dong" knocking sound coming from under the thick coffin board, which sounded like someone trapped in the coffin knocking on the door!
It’s a scam!
My scalp was about to fly off. I threw away the bench and pressed my body against the wall.
The two coffins, one on the left and the other on the right, kept making creaking and shaking sounds. Even the stools under the coffins could not withstand the frequency of their shaking. After a click, the legs of the stools broke directly, and the two heavy coffins also tilted violently. Smashed to the ground.
The ground shook hard, and my heart also trembled.
Immediately afterwards, there was a clicking sound of fingernails sliding under the coffin board, and the heavy coffin lid was gradually lifted up and fell to the ground with a loud bang.
I saw my three uncles and three aunts. Their faces were as white as paper pulp, and their arms started to grow hair! There is a layer of white fluff hanging on the body, and the nails have become curved and hard, like half-extended chopsticks, sticking straight into the sky!
"ah!"
My head was almost fried with fear. Without saying a word, I turned around and ran out the door. At this time, I heard my grandmother’s heart-rending scream from behind,
"Help, help, don't come near me..."
grandmother!
I hurriedly stopped the car, turned around tremblingly, and found the corpse of my third uncle jumping up and down from the coffin with a strange sneer on his face, and bounding towards the woodshed where grandma was imprisoned.
He was grandma's favorite son when he was alive, but now he has turned into a life-threatening ghost, scratching at the door of the woodshed with his sharp claws.
The old-fashioned wooden door couldn't withstand the third uncle's grasp, and it cracked when he pulled it.
Grandma screamed heartbreakingly, staring at the door and wailing, "Son, you can't do this to me, I am your mother, you will be struck by lightning..."
The third uncle had a numb expression and a ferocious smile on his lips. He didn't pay attention to grandma's struggle. He dug through the board, revealing a big hole.
Grandma turned to me for help, "Zhou Xuan, save me, grandma will die!"
I also want to save her. Although my grandma tortured my mother so much and never did anything human, she is my grandma who has raised me for 12 years.
But I was so useless, my hands and feet didn't obey the orders at all, and I seemed to be nailed to the spot and couldn't move.
Soon an even more terrifying scene happened. The third aunt also jumped up from another coffin, like a roly-poly. She straightened her body and rolled her white eyes, motionless and fixed on me.
Her eyes were dark yellow, like two peeled grapes, and the eyelids had collapsed to the point where they were no longer visible, leaving only two small black dots.
Help……
I was trembling all over as if I had been electrocuted, my mind went blank, I couldn't think of anything, and I relied on my body's instinct to run towards the entrance of the village.
This home is so weird, I want to run away and never come back.
But the third aunt has already set her sights on me. Her limbs are stiff and her knees cannot bend at all, but she can jump up faster than I can run.
As soon as I rushed out of the door, I heard the sound of my third aunt's heels hitting the threshold. I was so scared that I fell to the ground and rolled. When I turned around, I saw a pale dead face, less than half a meter away from me!
The third aunt tripped over the threshold, but her body remained straight, and she fell right in front of me, with her dead purple-blue face still facing me.
"Mom."
My heartbeat stopped in fear, my mind was in a daze, and I had no idea what to do next.
At this time, a large white mist surged around him, and the cold air was mixed with a large number of dead branches and leaves, covering the third aunt's face hard.
Just as the third aunt was about to jump up, she was blown upside down by the cold wind and fell back into the yard. At the same time, a cold and faint voice came to my ears,
"Zhou Xuan, run!"
I was so frightened that I couldn't care about anything. I got up and stumbled and continued running towards Wangcunkou.
While running, I tripped over a branch, lost my center of gravity and fell hard to the ground, eating a mouth full of mud.
Not caring about wiping off the mud, I looked back in despair and saw that my third aunt was not chasing me, so I leaned against the tree and took a long breath.
I pressed my heart, which was still beating wildly, and thought it was very dangerous. I was almost overtaken by my third aunt just now. If it hadn't been for a gust of wind at the critical moment...
etc!
An idea suddenly popped up in my mind. Thinking back to the sound that inexplicably appeared in my ears just now, reminding me to run quickly, I immediately got up from the ground and shouted into the depths of the thick fog,
"Mom, did you save me?"
There was no response, and my mother's shadow could not be seen in the thick fog. Only the cold wind was whirling, turning the leaves of the trees and making a rustling sound.
Is it an illusion?
My mind was still in a trance, so I patted my cold forehead hard, but there was nothing I could do, so I had no choice but to drag my tired body and continue walking outside the village.
But as I walked, I discovered something even sadder.
The village was blocked by thick fog, and everything was completely white.
I seem to be lost and can't get out of the village no matter how I walk.
