"ah!!!"
After a scream, I fainted. When I woke up again, I found myself lying on the bed, and the village chief was sitting on the chair opposite, smoking, with a sad face.
When he saw me waking up, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and kept saying that it would be fine if I woke up, it would be fine if I woke up.
Hearing this, I instantly remembered what happened last night. When I thought of my grandfather's weird face, I almost didn't mention it in one breath.
I asked hurriedly, where is my grandfather?
The village chief said, "Don't worry about your grandfather for now. Let me ask you, why did you sleep on the coffin last night?"
Didn’t I faint from fright last night? How could I sleep on top of the coffin?
The village chief said that you not only slept on top of the coffin, but also that you couldn't wake up even if you screamed. I thought your soul was taken away by your grandfather... Fortunately, you woke up, otherwise you would be the only one in your house. It's just a piece of cake. If something happens to you, I don't know how it will end.
Before I fainted, my grandfather and I were the only two people in the yard. Could it be that my grandfather carried me onto the coffin? So, is it really Grandpa who can't bear to leave me and wants to take me away with him?
When I thought about the tears on my face and the tiles not breaking, I suddenly ran out of ideas.
Seeing my panic, the village chief hurriedly comforted me and said, "Don't be afraid. When Mr. Dojo comes back, ask him and he will know what's going on."
Perhaps he was afraid that I wouldn't believe it, so the village chief explained again, don't look at Old Man Chen (Mr. Chen's dojo), he is a man of real ability. There is no big or small funeral in the village that he has not helped to solve. ?
I nodded and said nothing, and glanced at the slightly bright window. It was finally getting light.
No, keep the lights on!
I rushed to the yard and lay down to look at the kerosene lamp under the coffin. Fortunately, it was still on.
Tell the village chief who came out, don't worry, I'll greet you all the time and don't turn off the lights.
I said thank you to the village chief, then walked to my grandfather’s coffin and walked around the coffin. I found that the coffin nails were still nailed to it and there was no sign of damage.
So, what I saw last night was all a dream?
I asked the village chief, when you came last night, was I the only one in the yard?
My original intention was to ask the village chief if he had seen my grandfather, but I couldn't ask directly, so I asked in a roundabout way.
But the village chief was obviously wrong. He said, I know what you mean. You suspect that someone else put you on top of the coffin, right?
At this point, he paused, then sighed deeply, as if he had made some decision, and said to me, son of a bitch, don't be afraid, last night, you actually climbed onto the coffin yourself. Go drip.
Did I climb up there myself? !
These words were like a hammer, hitting my head hard, giving me a splitting headache.
The village chief nodded and said, when I came yesterday, before I entered the yard, I saw you kneeling in front of your grandfather’s coffin and kowtow. When you heard me coming in, you turned around to look at me and smiled at me ( Laughing a little), but...you keep your eyes closed until you drop them!
When he said this, he paused for a moment, and I saw a trace of panic on his face.
I think it might be sleepwalking.
He shook his head and said, "I thought so at first, but... your head didn't stop, it kept turning backwards, and it turned to an impossible angle!" That kind of angle is obviously not something that normal people can achieve. Instead, it feels like someone is grabbing your head and turning it back!
After hearing this, I finally understood why the village chief was afraid. Thanks to him, if it were me, I would probably be scared to death on the spot.
The village chief continued, I was afraid that your head would be broken, so I yelled your name. Who knew that after hearing it, your mouth would be so split that you rushed to me and laughed "hehe", then stood up and climbed on top of the coffin. , his face was always facing me during the whole process, and I couldn’t wake up even if I screamed. And after you lie down on the coffin, your head turns around, as if you are lying on the coffin.
I imagined the scene for a moment, and finally understood why the village chief was worried that my soul had been seduced by grandpa. Didn't this series of my actions look like being seduced?
But, just because my tears fell on grandpa’s face, grandpa was going to take me away?
I can't accept this kind of thing. My grandfather has always been kind and loves me very much. I don't believe that he would harm me.
Seeing that I was in a daze, the village chief sighed again and said, "Don't be afraid, you bastard. Nothing will happen. When old man Chen comes back, everything will be peaceful. Everything will be peaceful."
Although he didn't say it explicitly, he actually felt that it was my grandpa who was holding me back, and he was scared to death himself, but he was also worried that something would happen to me, so he had the courage to stay at my house with me. What he said now was actually to comfort himself.
The bonfire in the yard had been extinguished, and the sky was still gray. The village chief and I each offered three sticks of incense to Grandpa, and sat under the eaves waiting for Mr. Dojo to come back - we didn't dare to sit in the yard because he and I They didn't dare to turn their backs to the coffin.
I looked at my grandfather's coffin without saying a word, still refusing to believe that my grandfather would do something to hurt me. The village chief kept talking non-stop, mostly related to Mr. Dojo, saying that he went to the town to hire a Feng Shui master, and when they came back, everything would be solved.
I know that the reason why he keeps talking is because he is afraid of this quiet environment and also to embolden himself.
Not long after, there was a noise outside the door. The village chief immediately stood up and said with a smile that it must be Old Man Chen who was back.
As he said that, he pulled me to greet him, but before I could get out of the yard, I saw several fellow villagers rushing in and shouting at the village chief, "Village chief, something happened. Old man Chen died in Uncle You's dripping well (dug the well). (the first pit)!
When I heard this, I didn't know what the village chief's reaction was. Anyway, I just felt that my mind went blank, and my body almost lost its balance and collapsed to the ground.
I don’t know how I was pushed out of the yard by them. I just followed them and ran up the mountain.
The village chief kept asking, what on earth is going on? What the hell is going on? Didn't he go to town to ask for a Feng Shui master? Will you die on the mountain?
The villagers were running around, talking all over the place, and finally explained the matter clearly.
It was these young men who discovered Mr. Dojo. They made an appointment to go into the mountains to graze cattle early in the morning, and took advantage of the coolness to carry bundles of firewood (cut some firewood) back from the mountains. Because the road into the mountain is not far from my grandfather’s graveyard, I saw Mr. Dojo walking around in my grandfather’s graveyard.
They didn't care at first. After all, they all knew what happened yesterday. They thought it was Mr. Dojo who had re-examined his position.
It wasn't until they walked up the slope for a while and turned back to see Mr. Dojo kneeling in front of the pit and kowtowing repeatedly that they had to stop. According to what they said, they have seen people kowtow to graves and coffins, but they have never seen people kowtow to an empty well.
Just when they were curious to see the novelty, they found that Mr. Dojo stood up, turned around and walked outside. While they were disappointed, they planned to continue into the mountain, but they saw Mr. Dojo suddenly stop, then trot backwards, and fell into the empty well without hesitation.
At first they thought it was some kind of ritual performed by Mr. Dojo, but they saw Mr. Dojo struggling desperately in the pit, with his legs even reaching the sky, but his upper body couldn't come out, as if his head was being pressed. Same as in water.
Only then did they know something had happened, so they hurriedly ran down the mountain. But when they ran to the cemetery, they found that Mr. Dojo was completely dead.
A big living person drowned in water less than knee deep! Who would believe it if it was spread?
What's even weirder is that they said that after they carried Mr. Dojo out, they clearly saw an extremely weird smile on the corner of Mr. Dojo's mouth!
In their words, it’s exactly the same smile as my grandpa’s face!
