My words made everyone sigh with emotion.

In a burst of emotion, Liuzi rushed over panting with the coffin.

This time, the third uncle's mother did not act like a monster. After my persuasion, she obediently lay down in the coffin.

This is the advantage of ordinary ghosts. They still have residual sanity. As long as her obsession is resolved, they can be very cooperative.

A group of us started to return, with Uncle San lying far in the front across the door panel.

The six sons were running wildly in front of the coffin, scattering paper money, followed closely by the coffin, and finally the village chief and I.

Firecrackers were fired at every bridge and paper was burned at every road. There were no shortage of rituals to be performed, but it was as if the speed was doubled. Before the sound of firecrackers behind them ended, people had already run to the front.

I rushed to the ancestral hall and arranged the arrangements for my third uncle, mother and son. I immediately ordered my sixth son to call back the people who had been driven out of the ancestral hall.

There is no way, the current situation is much safer than outside even if the third uncle's mother turns into a ghost and a floating corpse.

Everyone came back one by one and gathered in the side room of the ancestral hall.

I accompanied the village chief to count the number of people. When I saw a child, I stuffed a handful of rice into the child's pocket.

All grains and cereals are yang. Although rice does not have special effects like glutinous rice, it is definitely the lowest-cost thing to drive away yin and protect yang. Putting a little on children or the elderly at night, especially when walking at night, will only have benefits and no harm.

After everything was done, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Although rural people go to bed early, at this time in the past, they could always hear the chirping of insects and the barking of dogs.

But now, there is an eerie silence outside the ancestral hall.

Even the child who cries the most seems to sense that tonight is unusual and hides in his mother's arms.

After a busy day, although I was very tired, I still managed to make arrangements.

"Liuzi, look at the ever-burning light under the coffin and make sure it is not extinguished. Brother Hua, please check the doors and windows again to make sure they are not blown open by the wind..."

While I was busy, the village chief, who had been unable to speak, hurriedly stepped forward: "Xiaolong, tonight..."

I made a shushing gesture: "Don't talk about people during the day, and don't talk about ghosts at night. Anyway, things are already like this. Let's get through tonight. Village chief, you should also go to bed early. There are still many things to do tomorrow."

The village chief made a grimace: "Where can I sleep?"

"Can't sleep? That's good. Tell me about that tomb."

"Which grave?"

"Just to save me, my grandfather asked you to dig that undigable grave."

The village chief's face froze, showing an expression of panic. He was even more frightened than before when he heard about the ancient tomb and the ghosts walking at night in the village.

He shook his head like a rattle: "I can't say it, I can't say it."

"Why? You're not afraid of ancient tombs, but you're afraid of that tomb? That one's called Liu Jie..."

As soon as I said Liu Jie's name, the village chief immediately covered my mouth and sighed three times to the ground: "Bah, bah, bah, you can't mention it, you can't mention it, Xiaolong, you just said you wouldn't say it tonight.

That kind of stuff."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid."

"I'm afraid." The village chief hesitated, maybe because he felt that I would not give up easily, and whispered: "The grave is not from the village, and I don't know it very well. It's just that when I was digging the grave, something terrible happened.

Yes, your grandfather has repeatedly told you not to mention that tomb, not even its name."

"Why?"

"I didn't know, I just listened to your grandfather."

After moving my grandfather out, I had no choice but to ask: "That day, it was probably the day when my grandfather picked me up from the city. What happened?"

The village chief sighed and said: "That afternoon, your grandfather suddenly came to me and said that it was your birthday and it was also your hurdle. If you want to get over this hurdle, you need everyone's help.

We are all fellow villagers, let alone your grandfather, we would not refuse even if it were someone else. So I, your third uncle and a group of people followed your grandfather to the back mountain.

There is a solitary peak in the back mountain, you know?

There is an old saying that no one is buried on a solitary peak, and your grandfather said that the solitary peak is like a tombstone in the back mountain and cannot be touched. If any child is naughty, your grandfather will catch him and scold him.

But that day, your grandfather took all of us up to Lone Peak.

The top of the solitary peak is entirely covered with rocks, except for a square patch of soil in the middle. Your grandfather burned the paper and asked us to dig it.

It was then that we realized that there was actually a grave there.

To be honest, when I was young, I secretly climbed to the top of the mountain, but I never saw this piece of soil, let alone the grave.

That grave seemed to have appeared suddenly. Even the soil was still fresh, as if it had just been buried.

This is also true. When we dug the grave, the coffins inside were all new. The burial method was also very strange. Not only was it a vertical grave, but the head was at the bottom and the feet were at the top. I have never even heard of it before.

There is such a burial method.

Then, your grandfather asked us to open the coffin. None of us knew what was inside the coffin.

When the library opened, your grandfather asked us all to turn our backs and not peek.

Just when your grandfather was opening the coffin, the originally bright sky suddenly became dark, and then there was lightning and thunder.

Amidst the thunder, I faintly heard the sound of the coffin board falling to the ground, which shook the entire lonely peak.

I was unsteady and took a step forward. When I lowered my head, I happened to see a pair of feet standing behind me.

The feet were covered with dirt, as if they had just been dug out of the earth.

It wasn't just me, I saw out of the corner of my eye that there was someone standing behind all of us.

I dare not look more.

Not long after, it started to rain.

When your grandfather asked us to turn around, we saw that there was only a coffin under the black cloth, and there was no body at all.

And your grandfather has an extra tablet in his hand.

I still remember how ugly your grandfather's expression was at that time, and by the way, he also said: This grave cannot be touched."

I frowned and wanted to ask more, but the village chief seemed to recall the situation at that time, was frightened, and refused to say anything more.

I was just thinking about how to say something, when suddenly a child's singing came from the quiet side room.

The sudden singing sound startled everyone and they all looked over.

The person who sang was the grandson of the village chief. The little boy was chubby and only five years old. He was scolded by his parents for singing, and he cried in grievance.

The village chief was already frightened by the mention of the tomb, so he scolded him directly.

The child cried harder and said intermittently: "Someone else sang it."

"who sang this?"

"No one sings." The child's mother replied, patting the child's butt: "You can't lie."

The child felt extremely wronged and pointed at the wall behind him: "It was really someone else who sang it."

Only then did everyone see that there was a hole in the wall.

When you get closer, you can faintly hear children's singing coming from the hole, as if a child is singing quietly to the hole.

Seeing the crowd running away in an instant, I said seriously: "Take care of your children. Don't learn to sing with this voice."

After saying that, I walked to the small hole, picked up the stones on the ground without looking, and blocked the small hole.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw that the pebbles that had been stuffed into the small hole were pushed out.

The singing voice coming out of the small hole was a little louder.
Chapter completed!