I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but I always feel that the placement of the five coffins is wrong, as if the order has been reversed.
Especially my father's coffin, which was originally placed near the west room, but now appears in the middle of the yard.
Even the coffin board pressing on it showed some signs of being manually moved.
My second uncle went to the kitchen and didn't come out yet, so I had to brave myself and fumble around alone.
When I arrived at my father's coffin, I reached over and tried to push the coffin lid.
It was strange that the seemingly heavy coffin was not heavy at all. With my push, it was opened slowly.
The lid of the coffin was opened a crack. I mustered up the courage to look through the crack, but I only saw a headless corpse. My father's head was not found at all!
"Where did the head go?"
My nerves exploded, and I took a few steps back nervously. I accidentally kicked over the bench under the memorial shed, and there was a bang.
When the second uncle heard the noise, he hurried out of the kitchen and hurried towards me and said, "Zhou Xuan, what's wrong with you?"
My throat was dry and I said in a choked voice, "My dad...my dad's head is missing!"
"What?"
The second uncle's face sank, and he quickly walked towards the coffin board that I pushed away, put his hand on it and pushed hard.
The lid of the coffin moved half a meter laterally. My second uncle squinted his eyes and looked down, and instantly gasped like me.
I said nonchalantly, "Could it be that the person who collected my father's body forgot to put the head on it?"
I think back to the last time I saw my father, his neck had been broken. Later, the body was stuffed into the blood coffin by someone unknown and then transported back to my house.
Because I was afraid, I never had time to open the coffin and check the body. Maybe my father’s head was not in the coffin from the beginning.
The second uncle categorically shook his head and said, "No, the person who collected your father's body couldn't be so careless. He placed these coffins in your house to complete some evil ritual. If the integrity of the body cannot be maintained, then what will happen to the body?" Practicing evil rituals is not considered a success."
I said in a trembling voice, "That is to say, after we left here, someone did sneak into my house and took away my father's head?"
The second uncle's face was gloomy. Facing my father's headless body, he nodded and said, "You are right."
I swallowed hard and said why? Who can't stand up to me, a dead person, and insist on taking my father's head?
The second uncle couldn’t understand this question either, so he could only put the coffin lid back first, then turned around and said to me,
"Don't think so much. Things are getting more and more complicated and beyond my ability to handle. It's better to seize the time and rest for a while. I will take you away immediately after dawn. No one can live here."
Under the persuasion of my second uncle, I had no choice but to obey and walked back to my room.
The second uncle stayed outside the yard to guard in case the man named Wang came looking for him again.
I stayed in the room alone, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment, feeling sad.
Since my third aunt's accident, accidents have happened one after another at home, and now the whole village has become a place of death. I am in great fear and fright every day, and I haven't slept peacefully for a long time.
Not long after I lay down, I felt that my eyelids were extremely heavy and I couldn't hold them any longer, so I was about to turn over and sleep.
But when I turned over, I felt like there was something underneath the mattress. It was hard and uncomfortable.
"What's this?"
I muttered, subconsciously opening the quilt first, and looking down, I was so frightened that I peeed and fell down from the bed!
Now I finally knew where my father’s head was.
It's actually hidden under my quilt cover!
The purple-blue dead face looked horrifying and distorted, and its eyes were wide open, still looking at me.
Oh my god.
My soul was frightened, and I opened my mouth subconsciously, unable to help but scream again.
But as soon as the exclamation reached my throat, I swallowed it down forcefully.
A very unusual detail made me suppress the fear in my heart.
My father's mouth was slightly open, and there was something stuffed under the blue tongue coating, and even his tongue was pushed up.
I stared at the dead head with my eyes wide open. After more than ten seconds, I confirmed that it had not moved, and then I got up again in fear.
I originally planned to ask my second uncle to come into my room and take a look, but I held back the words.
My dad is dead and there is no way his head can crawl onto the bed on its own.
Someone must have secretly knocked open the coffin and hid my father's head here.
Who is this person?
You can't do such an incredible thing just to scare me, right?
The more I thought about it, the more I felt something was wrong. I mustered up the courage to walk to the bedside, grabbed a pair of scissors with trembling hands, and stuffed it into my dad's open mouth.
Soon, I pulled out two things in his mouth.
A crescent-shaped pendant, which seemed to be made of jade, was covered with scarlet blood.
The jade pendant is only about the size of a thumb, and the jade is cold. When I dare to hold it in my hand, I can catch a cold breath and pass it along my fingertips.
This jade pendant felt familiar to me, but I couldn't remember where I had seen it before. I closed my eyes and thought for a long time, and suddenly a light flashed in my mind.
correct! I remember that when I was young, I once saw this pendant on my mother. It was the only valuable thing on her body. Although my mother was dementia, she attached great importance to this pendant and would not let anyone touch it.
One time, my third uncle lost his mind while playing mahjong and planned to steal my mother's pendant and take it to the town to exchange for gambling money. However, my mother, who had always been submissive and submissive, seemed to be crazy and grabbed a pair of scissors to fight with my third uncle. The whole family was so frightened that they never dared touch her pendant again.
After that, my mother hid the pendant and put it in a place where no one can find it.
I don’t understand, how could my mother’s relics be stuffed into my father’s mouth?
Or, is someone planning to deliver her relics to me in this way?
Then I looked at the second thing.
It was a piece of paper pressed under the pendant.
Opening the note, there was a bunch of crooked words on it. It looked like it was written in blood by someone in a hurry.
"Don't trust the people around you!"
The scarlet words came into view, and I immediately felt cold all over, and my body began to tremble again.
All my family members have died long ago, and the only one left by my side is my second uncle.
But the person who left the note told me not to believe him, so...
Before I could figure it out, I heard footsteps coming from the yard, mixed with the tired voice of my second uncle, "Zhou Xuan, are you still awake?"
I was horrified, and quickly hid the jade pendant and the note, covered my father's head with the quilt, pretended to be nonchalant and went to open the door.
"Yeah, can't sleep."
As if by some strange mistake, I didn't tell my second uncle what I just discovered.
The second uncle said oh, looked at me with a strange expression, looked past my body, and then fixed on the messy bed.
"What's on your bed that's so messy?"
Oops!
I looked back at the bed. I was so anxious when I got up that I didn't even have time to cover my father's head. I was shocked. Before I could think of an answer, I saw a lot of dark red floating in the direction of the mountain behind me. oil paper lantern.
