Who is imitating me to knock on the door?
My fingers on the door trembled, and my second uncle's face also changed like mine.
He pulled me aside and knocked gently on the door, imitating the action I had done just now.
Bang bang bang!
Three knocks on the door sounded at a rapid pace.
After a while, the same fast-paced banging sound came from the door as before.
No more, no less, the same three knocking sounds, the rhythm and intensity are exactly the same as the second uncle's.
Just one is outside the door and the other is inside the door.
The second uncle took a step back, his eyes frighteningly gloomy.
I was confused and didn't dare to say anything. My second uncle continued to look up at the coffin board on the door frame, took a deep breath and said, "Something happened to your great-grandfather."
"Why?"
I didn't understand, so I looked at my second uncle hesitantly.
Seeing that I didn't understand, the second uncle stopped playing riddles and directly pressed his hand on the door. The veins on his arms bulged and pushed in hard.
Squeak!
The door was squeezed open, making a heart-wrenching scream.
When the door was fully opened, I saw an even weirder scene.
The yard was empty, there was no Taigong, only a big rooster standing with its head raised.
This rooster has brightly colored fur and a strong build. It is a big rooster with a reed tail, and it looks particularly imposing at first glance.
It's just that the rooster's eyes were straight and he stood there without moving, staring at me with a furry look in his eyes. His eyes were also straight, like a dead body without emotions.
I was frightened by the cock's eyes, my heart was beating fast, I took two steps back and covered my chest.
"This chicken should be raised by Tai Gong, why does it..."
"It was the one that knocked on the door just now."
The second uncle spoke in a low tone, grabbed a handful of red thread in his hand, and stared at the big rooster, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
I was dumbfounded. Chickens can also knock on the door?
"This is not an ordinary chicken. It grew up eating dead human flesh." The second uncle swallowed and slowly moved on his toes, preparing to get around the big rooster.
The hair on my head stood on my head, and I backed away in fear again, saying how could it be possible, aren’t chickens vegetarian?
“Who told you chicken is vegetarian?”
The second uncle looked very cautious, carefully avoiding the sight of the cock, licked his lips and said,
"Roosters raised in rural areas have a very mixed diet. They can eat both rice and meat, and they especially like to eat centipedes. Have you ever seen a cockfight? Any chicken that is fed centipedes will have a particularly bad temper and be very aggressive."
I was sweating coldly and said, "Then why are you so sure that it grew up eating dead human flesh?"
"You can tell just by looking at your eyes. A chicken that grew up eating dead human flesh won't blink."
The second uncle answered me quickly, but suddenly put his left hand on my back, and pushed me hard when I was not prepared.
I immediately lost my balance and jumped forward with a cry of surprise.
The rooster kept staring at me, keeping its wings spread.
As soon as I moved, the rooster immediately jumped up, spread its wings nearly half a meter, and flew towards my face with a fishy wind.
"ah……"
Seeing that the chicken's beak was about to peck my face, the second uncle shouted loudly, spilled a handful of millet with his left hand, and threw it all on the rooster. He also threw out a red thread with his right hand, wrapped it tightly around the chicken's neck, and pulled it down hard. Pull.
As soon as the rooster jumped on my face, it was immediately pulled back to the ground. I was so frightened that I fell to the ground. When I looked at the rooster again, I found that it was still motionless with its neck hanging down.
White smoke came out from the place where the millet had been sprinkled on the rooster, and its neck was still stretched out as if to peck me.
I stared blankly for a while, feeling fuzzy in my heart, and turned to look at my second uncle in astonishment.
The second uncle wiped away the cold sweat, helped me up and explained, "This chicken is used to guard the door. No matter who breaks in, he will be attacked by it. I can only use you to attract its attention and take advantage of it." Deal with it."
I stopped talking, but my heart was still filled with fear and panic.
Why would Grandpa use dead human flesh to raise chickens? If the chicken was not raised by Tai Gong, why would it appear in his house?
These questions made me extremely confused. Before I could figure it out, my second uncle had already tied the chicken with red thread and hung it under the door frame.
Then he took me into the main room of the Taigong's house. The moment he opened the door, a cold and faint air came out, making me shiver from head to toe.
I took a closer look and was stunned again.
As expected, my mother's coffin was placed in the main room of the Grand Duke's house.
The tattered coffin seemed to have been rewashed and painted with bright red blood paint, making it as shiny as new and shining like a mirror.
Not only was my body shaking, but my heart was shaking too.
"As expected, my mother's coffin was brought home by the grandpa, mother..."
I murmured a few times, couldn't help my eyes turning red, and rushed towards the coffin.
"Zhou Xuan, don't touch your mother's coffin, it's dangerous!"
The second uncle's face darkened, and it was too late to stop me.
I missed my mother so much, and at the same time, my heart was filled with huge anger. I couldn’t understand why a person who had been dead for three years still suffered from such concern and humiliation.
I threw myself hard on my mother's coffin and pushed the coffin board hard to see if my mother's body was still there.
But the moment I pried open the coffin lid, a chill swept through me again. There was a strange "hissing" sound from under the gap in the pushed coffin, as if my mother was breathing inside.
ah!
My fingers trembled with fear and I subconsciously took a few steps back.
My second uncle followed me, grabbed me, and said in a reproachful tone, "I told you not to touch your mother's coffin, why didn't you listen?"
I no longer had the energy to care about what my second uncle said, so I pointed to my mother’s coffin tremblingly, my tongue was tied with fear,
"Second uncle, listen, my mother is still alive, she is breathing inside!"
"Nonsense, your mother has been dead for three years, how can a dead person breathe..."
The second uncle's eyebrows sank, and he was about to scold me, but mid-sentence, his body trembled violently.
Hiss, hiss...
The sound of breathing in the coffin was obvious, accompanied by a dull and hoarse sound, which spread throughout the room.
Now the second uncle also heard it, his face turned as white as mine, and he pushed me behind him almost instinctively.
I refused to step back, but pushed forward hard, trying to see clearly what was going on inside the coffin.
"Don't go there, it's not your mother in the coffin!"
The second uncle grabbed my neck and said word by word, "It's impossible for a dead person to breathe. Someone, Li Daitao, stuffed things that didn't belong to your mother into the coffin."
I opened my mouth stupidly and said, if the person in the coffin was not my mother, what could it be?
"I can let you watch, but you have to stay calm."
The second uncle glanced at me and warned, "Also, don't get too close, it will be dangerous."
After saying that, he turned towards the corner and picked up a hoe. Without saying a word, he reached into the gap in the coffin board and pried it open.
Crunch!
My mother's coffin had been buried in the ground for three years and was in a state of decay. Unable to resist my second uncle's efforts, the coffin board was immediately pushed open.
The fishy cold hissing sound also became more obvious.
The light in the room was very dark. I put my feet up and still couldn't see clearly what was under the coffin lid, so I had to go to the grandpa's room to find a candle.
But, just as I was about to turn around, I saw from the corner of my eye a pair of amber eyes emerging from under the corner of the coffin, releasing a cold and vicious evil energy, staring at me intently.
My calves went weak, and I was so frightened that I was about to scream again, but my second uncle used his strength again and opened the lid of the coffin, completely exposing what was underneath.
