The contents written on this piece of paper are all Bingye's accusations against my second uncle and his advice to me.
It can be understood that this is Master Bing's suicide note.
In the suicide note, when Master Bing saw his second uncle suddenly appear, he knew that the days to come would no longer be peaceful.
Master Bing clearly wrote that it is impossible for the second uncle to come back, let alone appear in our sight.
Fifteen years ago, my second uncle was actually sentenced to death.
Only my grandfather knew about this, not even my dad.
In order not to lose face, my grandfather told the public that his second uncle was sentenced to life imprisonment, and if he behaved well in prison, his sentence would be reduced.
But let me ask, how can a death row prisoner have his sentence reduced to fifteen years?
As Lu Qingzhen said, the appearance of the second uncle was so strange. It was not good to show up at any time, but he happened to return home on the days when his grandfather died.
The villagers were afraid of their second uncle, fearing that he would deliberately kill people like he did more than ten years ago.
On the paper, Bingye wrote a paragraph in brackets.
(If you don’t come forward to give my father a dojo, I will kill you as easily as killing a dog. Even if you are sentenced to death, I will still be released from prison in more than ten years!)
This sentence is what the second uncle said to Master Bing.
In addition, it was written on the back of the paper that when the second uncle went up the mountain, Master Bing even hired someone to follow the second uncle and secretly take photos to collect evidence.
I searched for Bingye's mobile phone. Although it was a keyboard phone, it had the function of taking photos and saving photos.
I didn't believe this at first, but after seeing the evidence in photos and videos, I discovered that my second uncle had actually set up an altar on the top of the mountain, and performed rituals on the mountain every day. Every time he performed the ritual, he would surround the tomb with blood.
Although the videos and photos are blurry, they have confirmed what the second uncle did.
He was buried in this mountain to raise his body, but why did he tamper with his own father's body?
At this moment, I was still immersed in various conspiracy theories. A dog barked from the village. I could hear anger from the dog bark. Within a few seconds, the dog barking stopped again.
I don't have time to pay attention to Master Bing's body now, so I pick up the bicycle and run towards the village.
There was deathly silence in the village, and there was no more barking of dogs, but there was fear in my subconscious.
I returned home and tried to call my father again.
This time it was even more outrageous. There was a message from my father's mobile phone number that "the other party has been turned off."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The crisp beating sound of footsteps suddenly reached my ears.
The hairs all over my body stood up, and I slowly put down the phone in my hand. I froze in place, not daring to breathe hard, and listened carefully to where the beating footsteps were.
"Boom!"
The beating footsteps are getting closer and closer.
It seems to be right next to me.
I immediately took down the mahogany sword hanging on the wall. It is one of the few magical weapons in the house.
At the same time, I went to grandpa's room as soon as possible.
I opened the door to the room, but it was still a mess inside.
When I was about to step into the room, footsteps came again, but they were not in grandpa's room.
I cautiously returned to the living room and slowly looked up at the top of my head.
My house is a tile-roofed house with one floor.
The footsteps that just jumped were very light, and there was also the sound of tiles.
The moment I looked up, the roof suddenly collapsed and a black shadow jumped from above.
I had already taken precautions and moved aside.
"grandfather……"
Seeing my grandfather's appearance, I couldn't believe it.
When he was alive, my grandfather had a kind face and treated me like a treasure.
But now his whole body was black and swollen, his shroud was in tatters, his eyes were wide and protruding, and the two zombie teeth in his mouth were even more dazzling under the light.
Grandpa's face was covered with blood. I don't know whether it was the blood of livestock or the blood of Master Bing.
I never expected that the five Taoist arts I had learned for several years would be used against my grandfather in the end.
I have encountered zombies before, but I have never encountered zombies like grandpa.
Grandpa was very excited to see me, but not because I was his grandson, but because I was his food.
"Boom!"
I saw grandpa jump up and face me directly.
I took a few steps back, picked up a wooden bench and threw it at him.
With a "pop" sound, the wooden bench fell apart, and Grandpa didn't have any trouble.
And he grabbed my arms with both hands and lifted me up easily.
I felt like my arm was going to be pinched off by my grandfather. When I thought of Master Bing’s severed hands and feet, I could imagine how Master Bing was killed by his grandfather.
In desperation, I bit the tip of my tongue, mixed it with saliva and spit it out in Grandpa's face.
"Hiss, hiss..."
Grandpa's face was stained with blood, and white smoke immediately emitted from his tongue and began to rot rapidly.
He screamed and threw me aside.
"boom!"
My body hit the sofa with a dull sound.
I have never been beaten like this, and it almost killed me.
As soon as I recovered, Grandpa jumped up again, and I jumped aside quickly.
He landed on the sofa and destroyed it.
The living room is so big, I can't run anywhere, but I can't run out.
My second uncle couldn't be contacted, Master Bing was dead, and I was the only one who could barely hold on.
I picked up the mahogany sword again, spit out the blood from the tip of my tongue on the sword, wiped it from bottom to top with my sword fingers, and silently recited the incantation.
"There are nine chapters of laws and regulations in the heavenly garden. I am writing now. Tens of thousands of ghosts are hiding in them, as urgent as the laws and regulations!"
As soon as I recited the spell, Grandpa had already jumped in front of me. He stretched out his hands and stabbed my chest with his long and sharp fingernails.
I threw my mahogany sword and slashed, but Grandpa was a little afraid and retracted his hand.
It seems to still work.
I suddenly remembered that there was a copper coin sword hidden in my grandfather's room. My grandfather told me that the copper coin sword was soaked in black dog blood. Every time he disposed of a corpse, my grandfather would bring the copper coin sword with him.
But now Grandpa's position is blocking the way to the back hall, so I threw everything I could carry in the living room at Grandpa to attract his attention.
I was about to succeed, but grandpa came over and bumped into me.
I felt like I had been hit by a car, and I flew out of the living room and out the door.
"puff!"
I couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood, and it became difficult to breathe.
But in order to prevent grandpa from running out of the house, I rushed home resolutely.
How to fight between humans and zombies?
It can't be beaten at all!
In his eyes, I am not a grandson, I am prey.
Grandpa wants to kill me after I get tired of playing with him.
I couldn't get even half a step closer to the back hall. He seemed to have memories of his life, until something in the room could restrain him and kept intercepting me.
"Kacha!"
The peach wood sword stabbed Grandpa's body, but to his surprise, it broke into two pieces.
"ah!!!!!"
Grandpa grabbed me and suddenly bit my arm!
