The village chief's son shouted low, and they hurriedly got up, put on their clothes, and came over in a panic to chase me, but by this time I had already run away. Under the cover of the night in the woods, those people probably didn't see me.
I trotted all the way, not daring to delay, and ran home in one breath. He immediately closed the door, his heart still pounding, and it had already jumped into his throat.
My hair was all scattered, and I quickly fixed it with my hands. Only then did I realize that the hairpin on my head had fallen off at some point.
Let me calm down first. I just saw something I shouldn't have seen. I hope I won't get a needle eye.
I thought that today is the seventh day since Grandpa Zhang and Grandma Zhang disappeared. If the two old people were really killed, then today would be the night of resurrection.
I went home and spread the white ash at home all over the yard.
If God has eyes and allows me to meet Grandpa Zhang and the others again, I will also ask carefully who killed them and where their bodies went.
After finishing this, I took two bowls of rice from the pot and placed them on the small square table with a bottle of white wine. I know that Grandpa Zhang cannot do without wine.
I put three sticks of incense on the white rice. There were several bells tied around the small square table. If something came and touched the table, the bells would ring, and I could hear it.
After doing this, I hid in the house. There is only a wooden door between the outer room and the sleeping area in the inner room. If there is any movement outside, I will hear it.
I don’t know how long I waited, but I just felt that the eyelids were too heavy, so heavy that I couldn’t even lift them, so I made do with my clothes and fell asleep on the kang.
I don’t know how much time passed, but suddenly, I heard a series of crisp ringtones coming from outside. I suddenly woke up from my deep sleep, rubbed my eyes quickly, rolled to the ground, ran to the door and secretly looked at the situation outside.
I nervously held my breath and looked outside. I didn't see anything strange. I just saw a black kitten eating white rice one bite after another on the table I had placed.
I had a false alarm and was so angry with the cat that I wanted to chase it away. But as soon as I walked out of the house, I felt the bone-chilling cold here.
It's still summer, and the words "cold" can't even be mentioned in it. Even the small breeze blowing outside is carrying the heat. It won't suddenly get cold, and it's strangely cold.
I quickly raised my head and saw a series of footprints miraculously appearing in the distance where the flour was sprinkled. There are two pairs of footprints, walking side by side.
These footprints are very clear, and you can also tell that they were stepped on with bare feet. Look at the direction of the footprints and walk in from the outside.
Are they really back?
At this time, the little kitten let out a shrill cry. It didn't care about eating anymore. It just turned around with its big and round eyes facing the direction of the door.
Seeing it like that, I also felt that something had come in. The cat immediately jumped off the small square table and hid under the cabinet with its tail between its legs.
I was actually envious of it at this time. The kitten was small and could hide in small gaps, but at this time I could only stand there blankly.
When the footprints came to me, I actually saw the two vague figures. When I saw their slightly stooped figures, I took a breath.
These two people were Grandpa Zhang and Grandma Zhang, and my eyes suddenly became moist.
Two old men staggered over and squatted down next to the small square table, so the bell on the small square table rang again.
Grandpa Zhang picked up the rice and kept pushing it into his mouth. Although the rice did not decrease substantially, I saw that the snow-white rice began to turn black at a rapid rate visible to the naked eye.
I was afraid that one bowl would not be enough for them, so I filled them with new ones, one bowl after another. The pot of rice reached the bottom, but they were still not satisfied. I was not prepared.
How much have they suffered? Are they still not full after eating so much?
Thinking about this, I felt sad.
I gave them uncooked rice, but I didn’t know if they would eat it. A bowl of uncooked rice also turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. After they finished the bowl of uncooked rice, they stopped asking for it.
I saw Grandpa Zhang struggling to open the wine, but he touched the bottle. I forgot to prepare it for them in advance.
I wanted to help, but I was a little scared.
I thought about how Grandpa Zhang was always so kind to me. If he couldn't meet his expectations even after his death, would I be too unkind?
Thinking of this, I boldly reached out slowly and finally grabbed the bottle of white wine.
I saw that when Grandpa Zhang suddenly saw my hand, his face turned slightly ferocious, and I saw those eyes flashing with scarlet light.
He also noticed me at the same time. The veins on my hands were bulging, and my fingers were tightly holding the wine bottle.
"I'll open the wine, open it!" I said to comfort Grandpa Zhang, while clumsily opening the wine. The lid of the wine bottle seemed to be against me again, and it didn't work no matter how I opened it today.
I finally opened the cork of the wine. I just saw Grandpa Zhang showing his sharp teeth in a hurry. If I can't open it again, I'm afraid he's really going to bite me.
I didn't know what would happen if I was bitten by a ghost, but it would definitely not be good. I pushed the bottle to him in a hurry, and the bottle fell down. It's over now, this old man won't resent me, right?
No one in my family drinks. I bought a bottle of this wine at the Cuntou canteen. This is the only bottle I have at home. I can’t get out the second bottle. What should I do if Grandpa Zhang is angry?
Thinking of this, I was still very anxious, so I saw the wine flowing to the ground, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye, but there was no trace of moisture on the ground.
Only then did I realize that when toasting to ancestors, don’t they always fall to the ground? It turns out that this is the right way to do it. Seeing Grandpa Zhang having a full meal, I felt relieved.
They were about to leave after they finished eating without disturbing anyone, but there was something else I wanted to ask them?
I want to know where their bodies are now.
So I became bold and prepared to stand up and stop them.
"Grandpa Zhang, Grandma Zhang, please walk slowly. I want to know where your bodies are. Who caused you to be like this?"
I asked a series of questions, but I wonder if they can still understand me?
And at this moment, these two ghosts came towards me. I also see their appearance more and more clearly.
The two ghosts looked very scary. They had no intact flesh on their bodies, their eyes were protruding, their lips were rotten and gone, and their gums were exposed. They looked almost like skeletons.
They walked towards me step by step, as if they wanted to eat me piece by piece.
"Grandpa Zhang, Grandma Zhang, no!"
