There was a noise in front of me, and I heard my mother ask my dad what was wrong?

The coffin carrying team suddenly stopped and couldn't see clearly what was happening in the dark.

"Strange, why can't you walk?" The village chief's voice came. The crowd was a little restless for a moment, asking what was going on.

"Why is the coffin getting heavier?" My dad said with some difficulty.

The night was a little cool, and a few crows flew over from time to time, with a hoarse cry. The wind blew, and it was a little cold.

I looked forward and many people were helping to carry the coffin, but the coffin was still not lifted and just froze there. I secretly felt something was wrong. Why did it get heavier and heavier when I lifted it well?

I asked my grandma what was going on, and she said in a heavy mood, "I might have encountered someone who is in the way."

This "blocking the way" I heard my grandmother say when I was a child that when I was mourning at night, I would likely encounter some "blocking the way" on the road. This "blocking the way" does not refer to people, but ghosts. At night, ghosts are more active. Some of the "blocking the way" will cause trouble in the same way as pranks. Either drag the person carrying the coffin to make them unable to walk, or press them on the coffin so that they can't lift them. Generally, they can drive them away with glutinous rice, beat them with willow branches or burn some paper money.

But if you encounter evil, it is not that simple. This may cause death. I remember that when I was a child, a drunkard in the village next door fell to the grave and died. The death of the death was in the middle of the night. He could not stand it and could only go to the funeral at night. But something happened on the way. When he met the evil ghost, he dragged a few coffin carryrs to the cliff on the side of the road and fell to death, and the coffin was also broken. The drunkard was not dead well, but when he encountered such a thing, he would definitely be uneasy and had to cause trouble in the village. Later, his grandmother took it away.

I understood my grandma's words, and I couldn't help but look up at the top of the coffin. When I saw it, I almost glared at my eyes. There was something pressing on the black coffin, but it was not a ghost, but a ghost hand! I thought I had read it wrong, so I opened my eyes hard, and I read it wrong, there was only one hand!

The ghost hand was pale and very dazzling in the dark, and it was also grabbing every time!

I quickly turned around and told my grandma about the ghost hand in the coffin. Grandma glanced at her, looked at her with a sharp look, took out the willow branches prepared in advance, and tugged it on the coffin, "Swish!" A thrilling sound was made in the dark night.

Everyone was frightened and turned their heads to stare at grandma.

Logically speaking, when he heard such a warning, the ghost hand had to hide for a few times, but it turned a blind eye to it and had no intention of leaving!

Grandma stared at the ghost hand and said in a stern tone, "Don't block people or not! If you don't leave, don't blame the old woman for being rude!"

The ghost hand crawled in our direction, as if staring at us, but it just didn't leave.

Except for me and grandma, the people around me seemed to be unable to see it. They looked at the coffin with grandma's eyes, but they were asking what was going on? It seemed that they didn't see anything on the coffin. My eyes kept looking at the ghost hand, and my heart was about to jump out. It was just a ghost. Why did there be only one hand? If it weren't for the current situation, I would have run away long ago.

There is no harm without comparison. Do these ghosts lead the way? They are also ghosts, Li Jingyue has cleaned up so well. What are these things!

"What are your grandma doing? She is scary in the air." Wang Xu ran over and asked me.

"Shh!" I made a ban on sound and signaled him not to speak.

"There is a ghost hand pressing on the coffin board, so the coffin becomes heavier and heavier. Didn't you see it?" My voice was trembling.

"Ah? Where, where?" Wang Xu immediately became a coward when he heard me say this, and took two steps back, and said in a trembling voice.

I knew he couldn't see it, so I took a photo of him and told him not to speak, and I was so scared that I was dying.

"You forced the old woman!" Grandma suddenly said ruthlessly when she saw that the ghost hand was not afraid of the willow branch.

"Yangyang, take out the glutinous rice from your backpack!"

I quickly opened the old bag of my grandma on my back and took out a bag of glutinous rice. Why did the glutinous rice smell like fishy?

I opened my pocket and grandma grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and it was black!

"This is glutinous rice soaked in black dog blood," Grandma said, looking at me.

No wonder it smells fishy and is still dark.

Grandma grabbed the glutinous rice, and I helped her walk behind the coffin, sprinkled hard, and sprinkled a handful of glutinous rice towards the ghost hand. The moment I got dipped in the glutinous rice, a wave of white smoke suddenly appeared from the ghost hand, twisting violently like a huge pain in my hand, which made my heart numb.

"Ah..." Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and the ghost hand actually made a scream, with a shrill and sharp voice, and goose bumps.

I watched the ghost hand twist and scream and turned into a gust of white smoke dissipated with the wind. At this time, there was a stir in the coffin carrying team.

"Hey, I can move, I can move, get out of the way." When I heard my father's voice say this, the coffin began to move slowly.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although the others didn't see the thing, they seemed to understand. Several aunts behind me rushed up to grab me and grandma.

"Old man, did you meet a ghost just now?"

"I just saw you and the girl muttering something. After sprinkling the rice coffin, it could move again. Wouldn't you really touch that thing?"

Several aunts asked uneasily, but grandma did not answer, but asked them not to say these unlucky words.

Several aunts didn't ask again, but I heard them muttering quietly behind them.

I remembered what Li Jingyue told me today, "This matter is not that simple." Now that I think about it, it is indeed not simple.

First, the third uncle died strangely, and then he encountered such a thing when he was in a funeral. I don’t know what else to encounter next.

Aunt San should be tired of crying, and it was useless to hear her voice when the incident happened just now.

I didn't encounter that kind of thing halfway. When I arrived at the third uncle's tomb, the village chief shouted "One or Two!" and the coffin was put down. The people carrying the coffin beat their sore shoulders. At this time, I don't know who said something, and the crowd immediately became restless.

I was just talking to Wang Xu but didn't hear me, but I saw everyone surrounding me, and I helped my grandma to go there.

It was Carpenter Zhang from the village. He touched his shoulders and guarded the dark stuff on his hands. His voice was trembling in fear, "Where is the blood coming from here!"

"It should be from Sandezi. Didn't you see that the tongue was still bleeding when we took him off? This is quite normal. I've encountered it before." Li Tietou said disapprovingly.

The others agreed after hearing this. Carpenter Zhang felt a little relieved, but he was always afraid to look left and right.

The village chief asked Wang Xu to go over and help carry the coffin into the soil. The few people who just carried the coffin were holding the two wooden sticks, put the coffin on it, and slowly sent it in.

With a "bang!", the coffin hit the ground, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing the coffin covered by layers of soil, they felt relieved.

After the coffin was filled, Aunt San lit a stick of incense, said something, and as she said something, her mood, which had just not been easy to stabilize, began to change heart-wrenchingly crying again.

The wife who had been with her most of her life left in an unknown way, leaving her alone, remembering all the past, noisy, jokes, and happiness. Who would have been able to keep it stable.
Chapter completed!