First, on the morning of the day when my grandfather passed away, he let go of the hand that was holding my wrist, and then now.

Grandpa has passed away for several days. Normally, the body has been completely stiff, but Grandpa’s hand has obviously let go of himself.

Can people who have died for three days still contract their muscles?

Looking at the motionless grandfather, I quickly got out of bed, ran to my dad and asked my dad what was going on.

My dad had a gloomy face, and then said to me in an extremely low voice: "I'm back to the door, go and call Mr. Liang, and then I'll say something happened at home. Remember, someone encountered it on the road, don't say anything."

At this time, my dad looked at me and quickly said to me. I swallowed, nodded and rushed out of the room. However, the moment I rushed to the door, I paused.

My eyes were staring at the yard outside our house, because the footprints that had disappeared appeared again, and this time the footprints were a little different from the last time.

Because this time the footprints did not wander at all, but spread straight to my window, but the footprints next to the window were much deeper.

Seeing this scene, I took a breath. I had something next to my window last night? I stared at me all night. I felt that my mind seemed to be a little unbearable and my breathing became a little difficult.

I kept adjusting, and then, I suddenly woke up and looked for Mr. Liang. Grandpa made me realize that Mr. Liang is not an ordinary tailor, so in this situation, only Mr. Liang can help us.

I rushed out of my yard and ran towards Mr. Liang's house. On the way, I met many uncles and aunts who got up to do work. They asked me what I was doing this early in the morning. I could only say perfunctory to exercise and find Mr. Liang.

I know that the people in the village should not know about grandpa’s return, otherwise the village would probably be a mess, but Mr. Liang will inevitably be seen after a while, and I did not hide too much.

When I got home, I saw Mr. Liang smoking a dry tobacco at the door. I panted and said directly to Mr. Liang: "Mr. Liang, something happened."

Mr. Liang looked at me, and when he put the dry tobacco in his hand, he suddenly stood up and arrived beside me in two steps.

"What happened?"

I was so angry that Mr. Liang patted my back and told me to slowly say it. After a little slow down, I told Mr. Liang directly that grandpa was back.

Mr. Liang's body shook slightly when he heard this, and his whole face turned completely ugly.

"Go back to the door? Impossible? Isn't it reasonable?"

Mr. Liang's brows were furrowed directly, and the expression in his eyes was indescribable, and he murmured in a low voice, and I looked at Mr. Liang.

"Wait until I pack up."

At this time, Mr. Liang suddenly said to me. After that, he turned around and got into the house. I stood outside and waited for a while. Mr. Liang carried a cloth bag and walked straight to my house with me.

Mr. Liang also knew that this should not be known to the people in the village, so on the way, Mr. Liang also told me to walk slowly and not be seen by others, so as not to chase after me and watch the fun.

When he saw that there was no one around, Mr. Liang and I accelerated their pace. When we reached the gate of the yard, Mr. Liang paused again.

"here we go again?"

Mr. Liang murmured in a low voice, I knew Mr. Liang was talking about the footprints in the yard, and I was a little confused, who left these footprints?

He actually stared at me by my window all night. Could it be that he was grandpa last night? Grandpa first looked outside the window for a long time before entering the room directly through the window?

Now there is nothing to be done about it. Mr. Liang and I rushed into the house quickly. Looking at the grandfather standing straight in the middle of the house, Mr. Liang quickly shouted to my father.

When asked why he didn't put his grandfather on the bed, the continued irritation would only make the evil inside his grandfather's body worse and heavier.

But my dad looked at Mr. Liang and shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Uncle Liang, I tried it, and it didn't move at all."

I heard this and felt a slap in my heart. I knew what my father meant to be motionless. It must be that he couldn't break his grandfather's body, otherwise he would have put his grandfather on the bed at this time.

Mr. Liang's face was also heavy and terrifying. He walked to his grandfather and looked around him. At this time, I saw Mr. Liang pull out something from the cloth bag.

I have seen the red fine sand on TV. It seems to be cinnabar. At this moment, Mr. Liang directly pressed his thumb into the cinnabar and then pointed at his grandfather's eyebrows.

The next moment, I actually saw that the bloodshots in my grandfather's eyes seemed to be much less. Then Mr. Liang moved aside and asked my dad to try again.

My dad nodded and went to hug my grandfather's body, but when I saw my dad gritting his teeth, my grandfather's body remained motionless.

My dad frowned and let go, shook his head at Mr. Liang. Seeing this, grandma started crying again. Mr. Liang hurriedly asked me to help grandma into the room to rest.

When my grandmother cried like this, her grandfather was even more reluctant to leave.

When my grandfather heard this, he immediately suppressed his crying. I helped my grandma to the room to rest and returned to my room again.

At this time, I saw Mr. Liang start to apply cinnabar to grandpa again, but this time Mr. Liang blocked grandpa's nostrils and ears with cinnabar, and even found a black cloth with cinnabar on it, covering grandpa's eyes.

After finishing, Mr. Liang wiped his sweat and looked at my dad and said, "I have sealed the six senses, you can try again. If it doesn't work, burn the body."

Mr. Liang's last voice seemed particularly low. After listening to Mr. Liang's words, my heart skipped a beat. In the countryside, cremation is a taboo and regarded as unfilial piety for future generations.

Because everyone thought that this would make our ancestors suffer from the pain of burning, they would not be able to keep the whole body. So at that time, not to mention the countryside, even in the towns, there was no popular cremation.

My dad's eyes were also a little worried. I know, my dad didn't want to see his grandfather's body burned, but there was no way, and his grandfather's body was obviously in trouble.

If Mr. Liang had no choice but to deal with his grandfather's, he would have to admit it and burn the body.

My heart began to be beating a little faster. No matter what, this is my grandfather who has been spoiled to me since he was a child, even if something goes wrong after his death.

Then I just thought he couldn't bear to leave our family, but I would never want to see my grandfather's body burned.

My dad hugged my grandfather again. This time, what we didn't expect was that my grandfather's body was actually picked up by me, and my dad put his body on the bed.

When I saw Mr. Liang beside me, I breathed a long sigh. Looking at the grandfather on the bed, Mr. Liang spoke again.

"We can't talk about it during the day. Everyone is busy. In order to avoid it, we will send the body back to the Li family's ancestral grave late this night."

When Mr. Liang's voice fell, my father nodded almost without hesitation. No one wanted to know about this incident at home.

We found a piece of black cloth and covered my grandfather's body. Mr. Liang didn't go back today and was at our house.

Midway through, I saw Mr. Liang staring at the footprints in the yard. When there was no one, I asked Mr. Liang if those footprints were left by his grandfather?

Mr. Liang shook his head and didn't speak. At this time, I looked carefully at the footprints in the yard and suddenly I had an illusion that these footprints seemed to have walked out with their toes and had no heels.

Time was a bit difficult, and finally it was evening when grandpa's body was still lying on my bed. It was not until late at night that Mr. Liang said that he could almost act.

Mr. Liang called our family to the room, lifted the black cloth on his grandfather's body and took a look. He found that nothing serious was wrong, so my dad also stepped forward and squatted down.

"Yeliang, come here and help grandpa on me."

I heard the sound and rushed forward, but at this moment, Mr. Liang stopped quickly. I saw him frowning. At this time, Mr. Liang said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!