C5 Familial degeneration

Xu Feng was dead. According to eyewitnesses, many parts of his neck had been torn, and even the entire artery had been directly ruptured. Blood sprayed all over the ground.

With Xu Feng's death, the entire class became even more panicked. It could be said that they were completely certain that he was a ghost.

It's unknown who thought that all of this would happen because we received the Death Red Packet in the group without reason. As long as we quit the group, we might be fine.

Everyone was happy. They thought this method was feasible, so they had the thought of leaving the group. In the end, they searched for a bit and still couldn't find the button to leave the group.

His inability to leave the group had caused even more panic in the class. After all, no one knew if he would be the next person to die.

It was also because of this matter of leaving the group that the group suddenly became lively. There were even more people who were filled with anger and started to complain in the group because they could not leave the group.

I didn't interrupt them, but instead watched them chat. Our class' talkative goddess Huang Yuexin was in the middle of a group chat about Zhang Mengting, then Yan Shuai and now Xu Feng. Do you think these people would have anything to do with each other?

Then there were other voices. If there was a ghost, why did the ghost kill them? What did they do for the devil to kill them?

That's right, as far as I know, the three of them aren't very familiar with each other, so why would a ghost kill them?

Someone else said, how about we hire a Taoist? How many people would have died if they came here to take the ghost?

Right, right, hurry up and think of a way to take this ghost in. If not, who knows how many more people will die in the following days.

When I saw what they were talking about, I immediately thought of that white-bearded old swindler I saw last night.

What am I thinking, a liar, what can I do, stop thinking about it.

At this moment, someone in the group spoke up again. Oh yeah, who do you guys think will be the next one to die?

All of a sudden, no one in the group said anything. After all, no one knew who would be the next to die. It was fine if they were joking in the past, but at this moment, no one dared to joke around.

After a long time, He Wenjing suddenly said a few words in the group chat.

Next, you yourself.

I was stunned, thinking that He Wenjing had gone mad. How could she say such nonsense? As expected, the group immediately exploded into an uproar.

He Wen Jing, what do you mean? Don't think that just because I've taken a fancy to you that you can f * * king speak nonsense …

After scolding for a long time, no one could stand watching anymore. They all came out. After all, the more An Xu scolded, the more unpleasant it got. After all, the other party was a girl. It wasn't so good at all.

However, Anson did not want to give up. What was the reason? He Wenjing had never said anything after she said that. One could imagine how the already irritable An Xu would be able to endure it. Moreover, he even liked her. At this moment, he couldn't get a word or two from the person he liked.

I immediately left the group page and didn't want to continue watching. But why did He Wenjing say that the next one to die would be An Xu?

After everything that had happened, He Wenjing didn't seem like someone who could speak carelessly. Could it be?

He shook his head. How could that be possible?

At that moment, my cell phone rang. I looked down and saw that it was my mother who had opened the phone.

"Hello, Mom."

"Chen Yun, are you busy right now?" For some reason, I had the feeling that my mother's tone of voice on the other end of the phone was a little strange, as if she were crying.

"Mom is fine right now, what's wrong Mom?" I asked.

"Sigh, you should come back first. Your grandmother might not be able to last any longer, so she said she wants to see you one last time." I can hear that if I say a few more words, maybe my mom won't be able to hold back crying.

Hearing this, I almost fainted. Since childhood, my grandmother and I have been very close, even to the point where my parents went out to work for me for a few years. I live at my grandparents' house, and my feelings for her aren't any less than for my parents. My ears were buzzing so much that I didn't hear a word my mother said to me behind my back.

After hanging up, I didn't have time to ask for a leave of absence from the teacher, so I packed up some stuff and rushed out of the school gate, immediately catching a taxi.

On the way back, I kept thinking back to what my mom had told me earlier. The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it felt. Unknowingly, tears started to fall.

On the way, I kept staring blankly at the scenery outside the window, but my mood was extremely bad. From school to my granny's house, half a day had already passed, and the sky had already gradually darkened.

I was about to look out the window when I saw a white figure standing by the side of the road with its back to me, for it was dark and it was in the car again, and I had only taken a quick glance and not seen it clearly, but even so, the first thought that came to my mind was one of familiarity.

It was as though he had just met it, too familiar with it.

White figure, back to me. Could it be? How could it be possible? A thought flashed through his mind … Zhang Mengting from the bamboo forest.

He immediately stuck his head out the window to look outside, but there were only lush green trees by the roadside, not a single person in sight.

"Youngster, what are you doing? Hurry up and retract your head, you're going to lose your life …" The driver hurriedly said anxiously when he saw me acting like this.

"Driver, did you see that white figure by the roadside just now?"

"Shadow? "Where did this person come from? You must have seen wrong, young man."

Did he see wrongly? If only he had seen wrongly …

By the time he arrived at his grandmother's hometown, it was already past ten o'clock at night.

After paying the driver, he immediately got off the car. When I returned to my grandmother's house, I ran into the house. When I first entered the house, I saw that the hall was filled with people, my mother, my cousins, my uncles and aunts, all familiar faces. Next to them were two old men with white hair.

"Mom, where's Grandma?" I couldn't wait to ask.

"Your grandmother is in her room, I'll take you there."

"Alright."

When he entered the room, he saw that his grandmother was lying on the bed in the dim light.

I was stunned for a moment before I suddenly thought of something. I immediately rushed over and sat by the bed. Looking at the wrinkled and dying face, my eyes immediately became misty.

"Grandma, grandson is back." I tried to keep my voice down and pretended to be happy.

"Sunset Clouds are back. Little Wen, go out first. I have something to say to Sunset Clouds." Gran said, looking at my mother with her sunken eyes.

"Alright, Chen Yun, have a good talk with your grandma."

"Don't worry, Mom!"

"Child, what's with that black gas on your forehead? Could it be that I got entangled by some dirty stuff? " Grandma's words stunned me.

Black gas? Why can't I see it?

According to what the older generation said, when people are about to die, I can see some things that ordinary people can't see. It must be that Grandma saw that something bad has been bothering me recently. But since Grandmother could see the dirt on my body, it meant that Grandmother was really done for.

As I thought of this, I immediately grabbed my grandmother's hands. As I looked at her hands that were full of calluses, tears started to fall. "Grandma, Grandma, I haven't graduated yet. I haven't paid you back. I can't bear to part with you, Grandma …"

"Child, there's nothing to cry about. Grandmother is already very happy when I see you again. Don't cry."

"Grandmother!"

"Child, your grandma can't do it anymore. You go out first and call your uncle in. Your grandma has something to say to your uncle."

"Alright."

Reluctantly, I walked out of the room and called my uncle in. A few minutes later, I heard my uncle's crying voice in the hall. I was stunned for a moment before I understood what was going on.

Grandma went, the room was filled with crying, my tears couldn't stop flowing down, my mind recalled the scene of Grandma and me together when I was young.

I have no recollection of how the night passed. I only remember that my uncle went out in the middle of the night and seemed to have contacted someone. My mother took my aunts to rest.

A dreamy night passed in the hall, and the next day, when the family was ready to leave, Big Brother was standing at the door, waiting to entertain your relatives. My mother and I were kneeling in front of my grandmother's coffin, and I wanted to spend the rest of the day with her.

In the evening, all of our relatives left. My uncle and brother went to the city to contact the crematorium. Only my mother, my aunt, and the three of us were left in the courtyard.

"Mom, you and Auntie have been tired for the whole day, so you should go to your room to rest first. I can just come here to guard tonight." I said, looking at my mother and aunt.