The third uncle opened his mouth and let out a long breath. His twisted body gradually relaxed and he lay flat on the door panel.

It was no longer as strange as before, and it looked as if he was asleep.

But the breath he exhaled was like ink, constantly deforming above him, and finally turned into an old human face.

"Don't be seen."

I reached out and grabbed the dustpan on the wall and held it in front of my third aunt and me.

After waiting for about three or four seconds, I put down the dustpan and looked over.

The black face had disappeared. Also missing was the third uncle.

"Xiaolong, your third uncle..."

Looking at the door that was still shaking, the third aunt's face was full of panic and worry.

My face was gloomy: "He went to remove the black cloth on the tomb. Third Aunt, you close the door. No matter who comes, don't open it. I'll go after Third Uncle."

After saying that, without waiting for the third aunt to answer, she ran out of the door directly.

Under the cover of night, a figure could be seen faintly in the distance running towards the back mountain.

I speeded up and must not let my third uncle take off the black cloth on the grave, otherwise his mother would definitely come out of the grave under the influence of the moonlight.

In the past few years of my grandfather's teaching, I have never seen the combination of floating corpses and evil spirits, and I don't want to see it now.

Running wildly all the way, my third uncle left me far behind due to his familiarity with the terrain. Just when I was about to climb the back mountain, my third uncle, who had lost his mind, stepped on the air and fell to the ground.

I didn't waste this opportunity, I took a shortcut and stepped on a few graves to get in front of my third uncle.

If it weren't for an emergency, I would never do this. For a bone picker, this is an insult to his profession, but I can't care less about it now.

What I didn't expect was that when I saw the grave of my third uncle's mother, I found that the black cloth on the grave had been torn into pieces, and the small grave exploded directly, along with the black stuff inside.

The coffin and the locust tree roots originally wrapped around the coffin.

"how so?"

The third uncle's mother has turned into a corpse, and now the third uncle is still behind me, it will definitely not be the black cloth he tore off.

Another person is being controlled!

I turned around and ran towards my third uncle, but something even more unexpected happened.

Third uncle is missing.

It seemed that the cemetery was not his purpose at all. It was all just to lure me away.

Third uncle’s mother wants to deal with third aunt!

I didn't hesitate and ran directly to the old house.

When ghosts lose their last bit of humanity, they turn into evil spirits.

Evil spirits have no human intelligence and can only show animal instincts.

But the method used by Uncle San to lure me away just now is definitely not something that animals can do.

So, I'm pretty sure someone is up to something.

He first destroyed the black cloth and let the moonlight shine on the tomb, causing the corpse to transform. Then he took advantage of the gap between my uncle and the evil spirit to lure me away.

This person has a conflict with his third uncle’s family!

I rarely go back to the village, and I don’t know much about the disputes in the village, so I can only go back to my third aunt to find out.

I ran back to the main room out of breath.

The door of the hall was open, the lights had been extinguished, and only the candlelight in front of Liu Jie's memorial tablet flickered.

The third aunt huddled under the table where the spiritual tablets were placed, holding the legs of the table and shivering.

Seeing me, the third aunt wanted to come out, but seemed to think of something and quickly retreated.

I looked around and found nothing unusual before entering the main room.

"Third Aunt, are you okay?"

"Xiaolong?"

"it's me."

After confirming my identity, the third aunt burst into tears: "Xiaolong, my mother, my mother came just now."

I frowned slightly. According to my thinking, the mysterious man worked hard to lure me away and should come forward to deal with the third aunt, but he didn't want to use the evil spirit. Don't he want to do it himself?

I comforted my third aunt for a few words and asked about what happened just now.

The third aunt sobbed and said: "After you left, I locked the door. About two or three minutes later, I heard footsteps in the yard. I thought it was you, so I asked a few questions, but there was no response.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door.

I was so scared that I only dared to look at the crack in the door from a distance, and then I saw that there seemed to be a red eye looking at me from the crack in the door.

He seemed to know that I saw him, and wanted to come in. The door was pushed, the gap became wider and wider, and the eye became clearer and clearer.

Then a few fingers stretched out from the crack in the door and moved up and down.

I saw that the finger was about to touch the door bolt, so I didn't care about being afraid, so I picked up the stool next to me and hit it.

Then, then..."

"Then what happened?"

The third aunt's eyes were full of fear: "Then I heard my mother's voice. She said don't throw things away. It's dark, it's time to go to bed, turn off the lights, it's a waste of electricity.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a bang in the room and the lights went out on their own.

At that moment, I couldn't see anything, and then I heard the sound of the door bolt sliding, and the door was slowly pushed open.

I was about to scream, but my mother screamed first.

Then there was no sound in the room until you came back."

The third aunt's words made me involuntarily glance at the spiritual tablets on the altar table. I didn't believe that the old lady left on her own.

But this is not my focus.

I looked at Third Aunt and asked seriously: "Third Aunt, did you really hear your mother's voice?"

The third aunt nodded: "Really, I won't lie to you. She told me not to throw things away. She also said it was dark and she told me to sleep and not waste electricity. She also turned off the lights."

I walked to the switch.

The light switch in the house is right next to the door. It is an old-fashioned pull cord. Originally, there was a yellow mark on the pull cord that was stained with some dust, and there was a strange smell mixed with a faint smell of blood.

Inside the gate, there is half a small water mark.

There is something really trying to get in.

Strange fragrance, water stains.

It's a floating corpse, that's right.

However, the current situation makes me even more puzzled.

If it can speak, it must not be an evil spirit. My previous judgment was wrong.

The person who controlled Third Uncle to lure me away was his mother. There was no other person.

But the locust tree provides shade, and this environment has not turned into a vicious spirit?

Unless the locust tree was transplanted by humans and it didn't last long.

"Third Aunt, do you have any enemies in the village?"

Facing my inquiry, the third aunt shook her head: "No."

"real?"

"Really not. We have a very good relationship with our fellow villagers. I won't go into details. If there is a wedding or funeral in any family, it's not me who helps cook and buy vegetables? Your third uncle used to follow your grandfather and even helped.

There are many people, and everyone is just grateful, so there is no contradiction."

"Then will Third Uncle provoke anyone outside?"

"No, your third uncle is an honest salesman. The only time he went out in the past few years was when your grandfather passed away. He went there with everyone in the village car and had no contact with outsiders at all."

The third aunt's answer suddenly broke the clues I expected.

Just as I was about to confirm again, I suddenly remembered that my third uncle had been anxious to move his mother's grave.

Third uncle has moved many graves with his grandfather, so he naturally knows some taboos about moving graves, but when it comes to his mother, he seems to be extraordinarily insistent. I thought it was strange before.

It's just that my third uncle had visited grandpa before, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

Thinking of this, I asked: "Third Aunt, do you know why Third Uncle is so anxious to move the old man's grave?"

The third aunt shook her head again: "I don't know, not long after Mom was buried, he started clamoring to move her grave.

When he said that the place was not good, I didn’t understand it, so I could only listen to him.

When your grandfather was still alive, he approached your grandfather several times but was rejected.

I remember your grandfather also asked him why he wanted to move the grave. He said he was dreaming...

Yes, dream!

I remembered that your third uncle has been dreaming since mom was buried."
Chapter completed!