C8 (1/2)

Considering Grandma Daocao's body, wanting to do all these required a lot of effort. After I understood her intentions, I hurriedly lowered my head to listen to what she had to say in my ear.

”That Liu Songxian is not a good person. Girl, don't trust her too much.”

With that, Grandma Daocao looked around, and then directly used her walking stick to leave.

She seemed to be really nervous about something. I wanted to call for Grandma Daocao, but I, who was not good at interacting with living people, was unable to say anything as I watched Grandma Daocao's back.

Why did the Grandma Daocao say that? I was at a loss, the relationship between Liu Songxian and me was only a business deal, if I were to pay, and he was working, how can I not trade?

Also, the Grandma Daocao doesn't have any connections with the adoptive father, why would she give such an evaluation of the adoptive father?

Everyone in the village should know what kind of life I've lived in these past few years, why would Grandma Daocao say such words to me?

If these words came from someone else's mouth, perhaps it would just be a kind of habitual consolation, but Grandma Daocao is different. When she said these words to me, they were very serious, as if they had a deeper meaning.

Although the age difference is huge, but after all, they are all women, I can vaguely feel it.

Looking at the room Liu Songxian was in, Liu Songxian also looked like an honest man. What kind of thing would such a person do to get the Grandma Daocao to specially instruct him?

Although I was a little dazed, I still remembered the Grandma Daocao's words in my heart.

At this moment, the door was open, but it was completely deserted. Until late at night, no one came to take a look.

He remembered the last time he saw such a desolate funeral was when the Aunt Zhang died.

Deep in my heart, I leaned against the coffin, drowsy, and fell into a state that seemed to be sleep but not sleep.

It was currently autumn, and although it was hot during the day, the night was slightly cold.

Leaning against the coffin, a messy picture continuously appeared in my mind. I didn't know if I was sleeping or awake.

Suddenly, I thought I saw a person wearing colorful clothes in front of my house, but... It was so vague that it was hard to tell if it was a man or a woman.

When my adoptive father and Aunt Zhang were on the verge of death, they always wore these kinds of clothes, so I felt that this person seemed to be my adoptive father, but also somewhat similar to my Aunt Zhang …

Honestly speaking, after so many years had passed, the image of the Aunt Zhang seemed to have disappeared from my mind and become extremely blurry. At this moment, I could only see that the figure slowly walked to the coffin's side.

The sound of footsteps was very clear and loud. As it echoed in the courtyard, a wave of cold and gloomy feeling rose up from around him, penetrating deep into his bones.

I tried to open my eyes, but it was too late …

”Is that you, father …”

I muttered these words in a low voice, but didn't get any response. After that, I gradually lost consciousness …

Ah!

I don't know how long I slept, but a series of screams caused me to suddenly open my eyes. The one who let out this cry was Liu Songxian.

Even though I did not completely believe Grandma Daocao's words, I have always kept them firmly in my heart. At this moment, when I was facing Liu Songxian, I also had a strange feeling in my heart.

”What's wrong?”

I immediately stood up and looked at Liu Songxian, but Liu Songxian's eyes were tightly staring at the coffin, as if an extremely terrifying thing had happened …

”Girl …” This... You did this? ” Liu Songxian pointed at the corpse inside the coffin and then turned his gaze towards me.

At this moment, I shifted my gaze towards the corpse. It doesn't matter if I don't look at it or not, but upon seeing it, I felt my limbs turn cold. If there wasn't someone by my side, I would have cried out in fear …

At this moment, the inside of the coffin was unexpectedly pitch black, and those black objects were the dried up blood.

Looking at the corpse itself, it was even more sinister. Its hands and feet were nailed firmly to the coffin, and its facial features were a mess. Its eyes were dug out, leaving only two bloody black holes.

Not only that, the corner of his mouth was also bloody, as if his tongue had been cut off. His originally long mouth had now closed, or it could be said that … He could close his eyes forever.