C5 Fall into the Cave

When they arrived at the mourning hall built with colored steel sheds, they saw that it was surrounded by many people. However, Uncle Shen was just telling them to leave. These people were all from the village. Uh … There were also people from other villages. After last night's event, after a whole day's worth of fermentation, everyone came running over to watch the show. I could clearly hear my brother mumbling, "It doesn't matter if we watch the show."

A few more Daoists came inside. This cultivation experience was clearly higher than the group from earlier in the day, but they were still busy to the point of sweating profusely! I have seen the Taoist in the lead before. When he was young, he would often bring good wine to my house to chat with my grandfather. Whenever I approached, I would get scolded by my grandfather.

This Taoist really likes me. I always call him Ninth Uncle, and he always brings me some small toys when he comes, but now that I look at him, I can clearly feel that he has aged a lot." This Taoist really does like me, I always call him Ninth Uncle, and every time he comes, he always brings me some small toys.

"Open the coffin!" He raised a mahogany sword and pointed it at a rooster in his hand. A red spot appeared on the blade, and he dropped the rooster to the ground. The rooster flopped to the ground and stopped moving.

"Yu'er, use your brush to smear blood on it. Don't waste it!" I took out a pen that San Nu had given me in the afternoon. I lifted the cap of the pen and started to stain the blood, but this fresh chicken blood was different from the red dog blood I had in the morning.

I straightened up and found that Ninth Uncle had pulled out a Glyph from who knows where. Third Aunt also gave me a Glyph, but it was blank. "Write a judgement," she said. This was a pronunciation, and the actual writing was very complicated.

I was stunned for a moment. This was just a little bit of chicken blood, and it was even forked. He could write a novel? Put him down and write! It's just a little ugly.

As I wrote, I paid attention to Ninth Uncle's side. My grandmother's coffin was half pushed away by a few Taoists, but it was still shaking vigorously, and we had a rule that before we bury the coffin, it must not fall to the ground. If the coffin landed midway, we couldn't bury it in the chosen grave, and we could only dig a grave on the spot.

Therefore, I noticed that there were a lot of benches under the coffin in the mourning hall, such as the trestle or the high bench on the table. After a few shakes, I found that there were several extra benches under the coffin.

A few cultivators were sweating profusely as they carried the coffin over. They couldn't let it fall to the ground, otherwise it wouldn't be as simple as lifting a grave. Seeing how cautious they were, they knew that there must be something wrong with raising a grave here.

Ninth Uncle threw the talisman in his hand into the air, and the peach wood sword pierced the air, easily piercing the talisman. The talisman suddenly ignited, emitting specks of red light. "Quick, determine the talisman!"

Just as Ninth Uncle finished speaking, I finished writing. Third Aunt was standing at the side, snatching the talisman from my hands, and then lifting the rooster on the ground, wiping the blood from its neck on the coffin, and then pasting the talisman I wrote onto the coffin. The specks of red light in the air quickly gathered onto the talisman.

I found that my original writing was a bit ugly, after the red light covered, I felt that the font was full, I could not help but feel proud.

The coffin continued to shake, but the shaking became less and less intense. Ninth Uncle muttered to himself, grabbed a handful of rice wine (glutinous rice) from the bowl in front of him, and began to walk around the coffin in large strides. This kind of stride was not normal, but it was the type that could span as much as one step at a time.

Finally, the coffin stopped. A few Daoists wiped the sweat from their forehead and all let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like supporting the coffin was also a bit of physical work.

Ninth Uncle was still continuing, his half closed eyes were bright without end, finally he roared: "Cover the coffin!" A few of the Daoists quickly got up and pushed the coffin back.

However, the moment the coffin closed, I clearly saw something float out from the coffin, and then a faint wisp of smoke also followed out. However, when the last wisp of smoke drifted out, I discovered that the talisman on top of the coffin flashed a red light, and the smoke retracted.

At this time, Ninth Uncle put down his peach wood sword. I clearly saw that the clothes on his back were already wet. Not long after I entered, I felt that it was cold inside.

"This must be Xiao Yu. She has already grown so much. Ai …" "What a pity …" Ninth Uncle came over to say hi to Third Aunt and then asked me. I quickly took a cup of water from the table behind me and gave it to him.

"Good day Ninth Uncle, it's been hard on you!"

He took it and finished it in one gulp, then handed the cup back to me. "You're as polite as ever. Thank you, I'm getting old. If your grandfather was here, things would be much easier."

Only then did I hear the chatter of the people outside, as if they were all finished watching the scene, and the crowd had all started to disperse, and I overheard someone saying that the coffin in Yao Family Bay was even more terrifying, and that Grandfather couldn't leave either.

"Third Aunt, what happened at Grandfather's side?"

"Don't mention it, it's all because of that fish pond …" Ninth Uncle sat down and the few Daoists also looked for a place to rest. Originally they wanted to say something, but when they saw the look in my Third Aunt's eyes, they stopped their words.

"Alright, Yu'er, go over there and bring two lanterns over." Third Aunt didn't want me to know anything, so she sent me away? However, I still obediently left. When I came back with the lantern, I saw that she and Ninth Uncle were whispering to each other.

"Ji Gang, you and Xiao Yu hang the lanterns at the door. Add two more candles and go in." My elder brother was a straightforward man, five years older than me. After an hour, I always bullied him, but he always laughed until I was beaten up at school, when he took a few people with him and beat that guy up. Since then, I never bullied him again, so with him as the leader, our relationship was especially good.

He walked over with a smile and took the lantern from my hand. Then, he placed two candles in it and lit it up. "Didn't I tell you to add one?" I asked, looking down at him.

"The wind is strong here, I'm afraid it's gone!" After saying that, I stepped on a stool and hung up the lantern. I hastily supported the stool with my hands.

"You don't know, I've heard it from them. It's said that the woman in Yao family's Bay was lured into that fishpond and grass hut because she was crazy for her man. Then she was killed by someone. The police went there." His elder brother was gossipy as expected. His tiny eyes narrowed when he spoke.

"Don't listen to these gossips. The news about your grandma has already spread to every corner of the village. Don't you feel that it's a bit messy?" I was the only one who knew what was going on, but I didn't dare to say it. Besides, didn't I say that the woman was lying next to the body this morning? Why was he still listening to the gossip?

"Also, in the afternoon, there were a series of huge footprints by the river. One of the dogs in our village died there. You don't even know that the dog was stomped flat, to the point that its intestines and stomach were exposed." My brother's words made me ponder.

When I was dreaming in the afternoon, I found out that I was following the man by the river. I didn't see him stepping on anything. I shook my head, feeling that I had been too tired and overthinking for the past two days.

I continued to burn the paper before the spirit, but from beginning to end I felt something on my shoulder, and my shoulder was sore beyond compare. I wanted to ask the Third Mother, but she seemed very tired, because she had just fallen asleep on the table, and I felt a little sorry for the old man. Uncle Shen went to find a thin blanket to cover her.

The Taoist took me to a training hall, which made me feel a little nauseous, so I ran to the toilet on my own. Although I said that the toilet was a simple shed at the back, I dug a hole and used the light from outside to pee. However, when I was about to pee, I discovered that a cyan hole had suddenly appeared in the dark space in front of me.

I was so scared that I forcefully choked back the other half of my bladder. I quickly practiced retreating, I wanted to shout out, but I felt like I couldn't. It felt like someone was pushing me from behind, so I immediately rolled into the hole.

I thought I heard the anxious cries of the three women behind me …