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Chapter 7:Keeping Vigil

After hearing the news of the death of the old man, Jiang Xiaopo, who was eating breakfast, seemed to have no reaction, I looked at her, which was not normal, to know that the old man was the only relative of Jiang Xiaopo, otherwise the old man would not let me take care of Jiang Xiaopo, so young and lonely, she could be so calm?

“Grandma and I said that.”Jiang Xiaopo seemed to perceive my inner doubts, very calm words, I noticed that her hand was dying with a bowl, obviously not so calm in the face.

Feelings yesterday, the old woman was really alone, and before he died, he said with Jiang Xiaopo, that is to say, Jiang Xiaopo began to be mentally prepared from yesterday, but even so, hearing the news of his grandmother's death, he almost couldn't help it.

"She's a good man, and I'll see her last."I sighed and looked at Jiang Xiaopo, “Do you want to go?”

"No, I'll wash the dishes."Jiang Xiaoshi lowered his head and did not know what he was thinking.

I knew that she did not want to see the figure, followed her aunt to the place where the old woman lived, and after one night, my cliff feet were much better, and I could get rid of crutches, although I was still a little limp when I walked.

When she arrived at her house, she found that her family had gathered a lot of people.

The old woman was a good person, many people in the village have received her help, this is gone, there are still a lot of people to send, of course, I do not rule out that some people are holding the mentality of wanting to see the lively.

I also saw the body of the old woman, and I was embarrassed to see her body.

In general, the person who hanged himself, the death is ugly, the face is ugly, especially the tongue, will pull out for a long time, but the old woman's face is very peaceful, and even with a faint smile on her face.

This is so strange, the villagers are also discussing this matter, I noticed that everyone's face is not very good, iron and green, like a dark cloud hanging on the head.

In our case, after the normal death, generally put at home for seven days, the next generation in the spirit of the spirit of the seven days, because according to our saying, after death in the first seven, the soul will not be out of the way, if the coffin was nailed to the burial before the first seven, the soul is trapped in the coffin never after life, so we must wait until the first seven, the elder soul from the body after the coffin.

With the wife to do the white matter and the young man who fell into the well before, after our group of people came back, also explained the cause of death of the man, their family is not the kind that will be noisy, nor did they find a few of us trouble, just said that their son did not obey, bad luck.

Although there was no body, an empty coffin was placed to be buried.

Because of the death of two people, some villagers who wanted to leave because of fear were embarrassed to leave at this time, they all stayed, and so, everyone missed the last opportunity to leave here.

In the crowd, I saw my cousin, this is the first time I saw him after coming down from the back of the mountain, his face is more ugly than before, the whole person looks as if it has been squeezed dry, very unspiritual.

I wanted to say hello to him, but he turned around early and went back, and I was a little uneasy.

Because after the death of people, the younger generation must keep the spirit in the spiritual hall, and the only younger generation of the old man is Jiang Xiaopo, Jiang Xiaopo alone does not dare to keep the spirit in the spiritual hall at night, can only let me accompany the spirit.

I have no opinion, after all, I was also saved by the old woman, reasonable, should stay for the old woman to keep the spirit, not to mention, the old man also let me take good care of Jiang Xiao poetry.

And Jiang Xiaopo two people busy, after the people sent, it is already six o'clock in the evening, taking advantage of Jiang Xiaoxue to cook time, I was busy all day of the head so that I had time to stop to think about the problem.

I vaguely felt that something was not quite right, but I couldn’t tell what was wrong.

When I woke up this morning, I felt something was wrong.

Last night's dog barking is also very strange, the family's dead son is also very strange, to know that a group of us go in, their son died, this is to do who is going to be noisy, to ask a clear, but their family is like a dead dog, do not care, simply reasonable to a strange level, and then the wife who committed suicide, the peaceful death is also very strange.

These things are strange, people can think about it, but the strange feeling in my heart is not this.

But another, vaguely strange, I have some clue in my head, but I can't grasp this clue.

Just as I was thinking, suddenly a huge cold swept across my back, and it was as if someone was looking at me behind me, I took a deep breath and turned my head, but I saw nothing.

Behind me, except for an open window, there was nothing at all, and I went to the window and looked out, nothing outside, only red and blood like the sun, and the bamboo forest as if it were endless.

I felt in doubt to touch my head, just now that I guess is an illusion, this time Jiang Xiaopo also asked me to go out to eat, when I eat, I paid attention to Jiang Xiaopo, see that she is really not too sad, the heart is relieved, this should be the wife most want to see the picture it.

After the two of us finished our meal, we were guarding inside the hall, there was a fire in the hall, and the spiritual guards needed to burn paper money all the time, and there were not so many demands during the day, so that they could not let the fire out.

About eight or nine o'clock in the evening, Jiang Xiaoshi burned paper money, constantly dozing off, I think the little girl's normal life should be quite normal, and my night owl is incomparable, let her go to sleep first, I look here, anyway, just burn a paper money, a person and two people are no different.

Jiang Xiaopo nodded, went to sleep, it is strange, Jiang Xiaoshi just left, the feeling of being stared at climbed my back, shocked me a cold sweat.

To tell the truth, this hall is good during the day, one to night, but there is some terror, there is no light in the hall, only a few candles are shaking around there, emitting a faint dim light, in this dim light, the wife's black and white leftover, the above smiley face is a little gloomy horror.

I looked around and nothing was staring at me.

Just when I felt that I was scaring myself, the lights around me began to shake and swing, but the house was sealed, the windows were closed, and the candles could not move!

I looked at the candles and was startled, as if they were being blown by something, all clamoring toward the old woman’s body.

This candle is placed in all directions, there is no wind to blow like this!

I remembered that before Mr. Zhao went to the candle lit in the show room, the cold sweat on his body came out to wet the clothes, and his scalp was cold and tight.

At this time, the dog in the village began to bark again.

They were like that last night!

Is there something dirty coming in?

My first thought was this, and it scared my body to freeze.

The candles were still blowing to the old woman's body.

“My wife, I’m here to keep you up, don’t hurt me!”I was so scared that I knelt on the ground and asked for forgiveness.

But as if I had not heard my plea, everything was still going according to the original rhythm, and even, I smelled a faint smell of blood.

I wanted to get up and run away, but I found that my body could not stand up, as if it were fixed in place.

Fear filled my heart like a wildly growing mountain-climbing tiger, and my breath began to rush.

When my fear reached its peak, the candles jerked out and burst out my fear completely.

A sharp Shaanxi Qin cavity broke the darkness.

“His uncle, his uncle, he’s his uncle.”

It's my cell phone ringing...

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