When I saw clearly what was hidden under the coffin, my mind was spinning, and I could only stand steady by leaning against the wall.
As expected, my mother's body was not in the coffin. The thing making that "sucking" sound was a snake!
And it's no ordinary snake.
I have lived in the countryside since I was a child and have seen a lot of snakes, but I have never seen such a strange snake.
Its body is thick and stretched, covered with gray-white scales, and there is a hard bump on its forehead. Its head is in the shape of a flat millstone, its mouth is slightly long, and it spits out scarlet letters, and its eyes are glowing green.
What the hell is this? Why is there a snake in my mother’s coffin?
I almost collapsed, but because of fear, I couldn't make a sound in my throat.
The second uncle even frowned and said, "Fengshan, someone is using your mother's coffin to raise Fengshan. This thing is highly poisonous and can destroy the feng shui of the Zhou family. No wonder the ancestors of the Zhou family's Yu Yin disappeared so quickly. Wasted away.”
I was confused and asked him what is grave food?
The second uncle sighed and said that in the past, people liked to build tombs in relatively shady places. Once it rained, the surface of the tomb would sink and gradually accumulate water, forming a "yin man's field".
There is a kind of snake that specially goes under such graves to lay eggs. After the snake eggs hatch, they will feed on the flesh of the dead in the coffin and grow and get fatter.
This kind of snake is the grave eel.
Because he grew up eating dead human flesh since he was a child, the fangs of the grave eel are filled with corpse energy, which is highly poisonous and will destroy the family's feng shui.
I was dumbfounded and had no idea how to react.
The second uncle's face was as stiff as a stone, "First the chicken grew up by eating dead human flesh, and then this grave eel. It seems that someone already knew that I was coming. This thing was arranged here in advance specifically to plot against us."
I was shocked and shook my head quickly and said, "But, but you have just arrived. Even the Grandfather doesn't know when you will come. How can others know?"
The second uncle pursed his lips tightly, "Don't forget, we met someone just now when we were worshiping your mother in the back mountain."
village head?
I was horrified, my hair stood on end, my eyes widened, I shook my head desperately and said,
"No way, the village chief can't plot against us!"
"Why isn't it possible?"
The second uncle looked at me with a pair of gray eyes and made a cold analysis.
The village chief said that he saw his grandfather digging my mother's grave with his own eyes, but in fact no one could prove this except himself.
We arrived at the Taigong's house according to the instructions of the village chief. First we were stared at by the rooster raised on dead human flesh, and then we found this highly poisonous grave eel in my mother's coffin.
If my second uncle hadn't been cautious and warned me not to touch the coffin, I might have been bitten to death by a tomb eel the moment I opened the coffin board.
After analyzing this, the second uncle stopped, touched his nose with his hand and said,
"There must be something wrong with the village chief. Even if he is not the mastermind of the plot against the Zhou family, he is at least an accomplice. He led us here just to cut off your livelihood."
I didn't speak. My chest was so tight that I felt like I was suffocating.
It seems like overnight, everyone wants to kill me, my uncle, my aunt, my grandma, my dad, and now even the village chief is plotting against me.
What mistake did I make?
"It's not you who's wrong, it's your mother who shouldn't have given birth to you in the Zhou family."
The second uncle sighed quietly, "The reason why I ran away from home was not only because of the quarrel with your grandma, but also because I saw that your mother's background was not simple. Sooner or later, she would bring a catastrophe to the Zhou family. It's a pity that it didn't happen at all." No one wants to listen to me."
"Even you said that."
My face was full of bitterness, and I stared at my second uncle with sad and angry eyes, "You can tell me where my mother came from!"
"I have no idea."
The second uncle's face was still so stiff, and he said that he could only tell that my mother was different from ordinary women. As for what the difference was, the second uncle didn't know. "Your great-grandfather brought me here. I can only ask him about the specific situation. But …”
Without further words, I leaned against the doorpost, also not knowing what to say.
I asked Grandpa the same question, but he refused to answer me.
The whereabouts of my grandfather are unknown now. I don’t know where he went. Who else can I ask?
My second uncle gave me an idea, "Maybe there is someone else who knows your mother's identity."
I couldn't wait to ask, "Who?"
"The person who set up an evil formation and harmed the entire Zhou family."
The second uncle said coldly, "If what I expected is correct, this person is so obsessed with your mother because he should get something important from your mother. Otherwise, he has no reason to cause so many troubles."
I looked confused.
My mother has been dead for three years. What can a dead person have that deserves to be remembered like this?
The second uncle snorted, "That's not necessarily true. For ordinary people, it is indeed of little value to have everything cleared up after death."
But for people who practice evil, sometimes the dead are more important than the living.
I was so weak that I had no strength at all, but I still gritted my teeth, stood up and said, "I understand, let's go to the village chief's house now. Since you suspect that he may be colluding with the mastermind, as long as you catch the village chief, it will be more or less I can find out something."
The second uncle looked surprised, glanced at me approvingly, pursed his lips and praised me for being smart and knowing how to draw inferences from one example.
I was speechless and could only smile bitterly.
In less than a week, four members of the family had died.
Even a child will grow up after experiencing so many things, right?
Late at night, my second uncle and I sneaked back to Zhoujiagou.
There is not much difference between day and night here. The whole village is surrounded by a strange dead atmosphere and thick fog, as if covered with a thick quilt, and it is lifeless wherever you go.
The only thing that can bring me some comfort is the light of the village chief's house.
A lamp was lit in front of his house, and two lanterns made of oil paper were hung. The candles in the lanterns were burning quietly, and the flames swayed with the cold wind, giving off a pale blue color.
When I arrived at the door of the village chief's house, I originally planned to go in directly, but my second uncle held me down by the shoulder.
"Zhou Xuan, don't be impulsive."
I don't understand why my second uncle is so cautious. They are the only two people left in the village chief's family. His son and daughter-in-law are working outside and don't come back all year round.
Logically speaking, these two old men pose no threat to the second uncle.
The second uncle shook his head, pointed to the two oil paper lanterns hanging on the door, and said with a fearful expression,
"We have a guest at the village chief's house, and he is no ordinary guest. This man is proficient in magic and is very powerful."
I opened my mouth and said, "No way, could it be Grandpa..."
"Not Taigong."
The second uncle still shook his head, squinted his eyes, stared at the two lanterns and said, "The people who can make such lanterns are not simple. It seems to be a trick of the Xuanyin Sect... Look at those lanterns, they are different from ordinary ones." Are lanterns any different?”
I followed my uncle's example and turned my head to look at the two lanterns, and I did find something different.
On the surface of the two lanterns, human facial features are drawn with red pen. From a distance, they seem to have a human face attached to them.
The second uncle snorted coldly, "This is called a human skin lantern. It is made of skin peeled off from a living person. Two human faces are painted on it, which means that there are two ghost slaves living in the lantern, monitoring every move at the door."
