Grandpa’s death was very strange, and it even broke my understanding of dead people. After death, my grandpa’s body could move, and even went home by himself.

And now I am almost certain that when I carried my grandfather's body to the ancestral grave at night, when I encountered so many ghosts seeing him off, the sound was indeed made by my grandfather.

Now my grandfather has left me a chapter of shroud cloth, and the content on it was also left by my grandfather. Can this be done by a dead person?

I dare not deny it, but I dare not make such a decisive conclusion.

My mind was filled with those lines of words, and the content of the words was obvious, so I could escape and not trust anyone.

What are anyone here referring to? Is it true that even my dad is included?

The sudden appearance of the shroud cloth made my mind completely confused. My grandfather happened to my family. After these days, Mr. Liang's position in my heart has become very important.

But now this sudden situation has left me completely unresponsive.

I originally wanted to tell my dad about this, but when I thought of the content on the cloth strip, I couldn't help but feel a little more thoughtful, not to beware of my dad.

Since the person who left this sentence made me not believe anyone, maybe I was afraid that the more people I knew, the more I would be more likely to be alarmed.

If this is true, then the target can be locked almost instantly, and the allusion to Mr. Liang is definitely Mr. Liang.

At this moment, I thought of the two small scarecrows in Mr. Liang's house again. That thing is probably not as simple as it seems.

I took a deep breath. Now that I thought too much, I had no result. I planned to go to bed first. Maybe something will go wrong in the next time.

I had a vague premonition that grandpa's death was probably just the beginning. How did grandpa die? This is all unknown, but I can be sure that grandpa was killed by someone.

Lying on the bed, I had a little insomnia. Before I knew it, I fell asleep in a drowsy way. Early the next morning, I was awakened by my dad's scream.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a figure wearing a shroud standing beside me again. My heart stopped for a moment and my grandfather came back.

As always, my grandfather's hand grabbed my wrist tightly, but just as my father's shout fell, my grandfather's hand holding my wrist suddenly released.

At this moment, my grandfather looked even more ferocious. There was something red in his nose and ears that were originally blocked with cinnabar.

It looks like blood, or cinnabar, this thing sets off my grandfather's face even more terrifying.

"Banjin, hurry up and call Mr. Liang. If it really doesn't work, just burn the body!"

My dad's voice came, and my heart beat rapidly. I was already at a loss at this moment. I turned over and got out of bed, went out of the door, and arrived at Mr. Liang's house. Before I could speak, Mr. Liang knew something was wrong.

I took my things and rushed towards our house. When I arrived at my house and saw my grandfather, Mr. Liang took two steps back.

"Brother Li, aren't you forcing me to burn the body?"

A helpless voice came from Mr. Liang's mouth, and I did see a hint of helplessness on the old man's face.

At this moment, my dad also whispered to Mr. Liang that the situation was a little out of control, so he could do whatever he should do!

I understood what my father meant. This was a disguised agreement with Mr. Liang to burn the body. I quickly spoke out and said, "Don't try again?" If it really doesn't work, burn it again."

Just watching my grandfather get burned, I feel a little uncomfortable, so I want to win the last glimmer of hope.

Just as I finished speaking, a silence fell into the room. Grandma cried and asked Mr. Liang if he could think of another way? Obviously he didn't want to see his grandfather being burned.

"I'll be guarding the door myself tonight, so I want to see how I came back."

Suddenly, Mr. Liang's low voice spread. After saying that, Mr. Liang asked my father and I to put my grandfather's body on the bed. After covering it, Mr. Liang asked my father to buy a big black dog quickly.

It is easy to work on ordinary dogs, but it is a bit difficult to get a big black dog. However, in this situation, you have to work hard to do it even if you try your best.

After Mr. Liang finished speaking, he said that he went to the village chief’s house, while my father went out to find the big black dog. After a while, Mr. Liang came back.

He was holding some rope-like things in his hand. I noticed Mr. Liang's face, which seemed extremely heavy from the beginning, but has not been relieved at all.

My dad came back at noon and went out for several hours. When he came back, my dad held a big black dog in his hand. As soon as the black dog arrived at the door of our yard, he started barking wildly.

At this time, Mr. Liang stood up step by step, holding the wooden basin he asked his grandmother to find in his hand, and walked directly towards the big black dog at the entrance of the yard.

And a hatchet appeared in Mr. Liang's hand. When I arrived in front of the black dog, I saw Mr. Liang grab the big black dog and cut the black dog's throat directly.

Suddenly, dark blood flowed out of the hole. In a moment, the big black dog disappeared.

Mr. Liang took the black dog blood and went straight to the room, throwing the circle of ropes he had found before into the black dog blood.

Then he found a big rooster and slaughtered it directly. The rooster's blood was melted into the pot of black dog blood, and finally it was cinnabar.

Mr. Liang poured a lot of cinnabar into the basin. After finishing this, Mr. Liang breathed a sigh of relief and then said.

"Okay, wait till evening."

Without saying much, Mr. Liang went straight to the room and sat down at his grandfather's body.

During this sitting, Mr. Liang didn't even eat until dark.

I saw Mr. Liang directly took out the rope soaked in the wooden basin. At this time, the rope had been soaked into dark black.

Even the moment I took out the rope, I smelled a strong smell of blood.

"Go in and help me entangle the corpse."

After slightly touching the blood rope in his hand, Mr. Liang's low voice suddenly came. My father and I looked at each other and followed Mr. Liang and walked into the room.

Mr. Liang asked my father and I to wrap my grandfather's stones with black cloth, and then he took out the blood rope in his hand and began to wrap his body on his grandfather's body.

The entire body was wrapped around the blood rope. Looking at this scene, my heart sank slightly, wondering if it would work this time.

After all, Mr. Liang tied a strange knot on the rope. Suddenly, I felt relieved when I saw Mr. Liang.

"Carry the corpse into the ancestral grave, I will be guarding outside tonight."

Mr. Liang said in a deep voice, "I will carry the corpse, but tonight, there was no accident and I went to the ancestral tomb in one breath."

Moreover, grandpa’s grave was the same, without any signs of passiveness, but grandpa’s body still came out of the grave strangely.

My father and Mr. Liang started digging graves and buried grandpa in the coffin again. Mr. Liang's heavy voice also came out.

"Brother Li, this is my last solution. If something goes wrong, I will really have to burn the body."

After saying that, we filled in the tomb and left the ancestral tomb directly.

That night, Mr. Liang told us to go directly to the house to sleep, while he carried a stool to the outside yard, with a cigarette in the bottom, allowing us to sleep with peace of mind.

Finally, Mr. Liang called me and he whispered to me, saying that if something went wrong with him, he would ask me to go to the station in the town to pick up someone. He had called in advance.

I was caught off guard when I heard the sound, but Mr. Liang stopped saying anything and asked me to go and rest quickly.

With Mr. Liang personally in charge, our family felt much more at ease, but I still thought about what Mr. Liang said, and I still dared not sleep in my own room.

I knew Mr. Liang was outside, and I slept quite soundly that night.

It was not until early the next morning that a heart-wrenching roar woke me up completely. The moment I heard the sound, I suddenly sat up from the bed.

I clearly heard this was my dad’s voice, and my dad shouted: Uncle Liang!

I felt an extremely obscure feeling in my heart, and I jumped out of bed and ran out. When I arrived at the lobby, I was completely shocked by the scene in front of me.
Chapter completed!