C15 (1/2)

The scene in front of me reminded me of when we were kids. We took advantage of the darkness of night to hide in a dark corner and shouted each other's names as we passed by. It wasn't until we scared the other into fleeing that we slowly walked out laughing.

However, I can be sure that no one is bored enough to hide in a funeral home at this time of the year to play such a boring game.

Even though I turned my head away in the end, my heart was already in the air. Even I could hear the crisp sound of my teeth chattering.

This extremely short period of time is extremely difficult to bear. I hope to see someone, but I also really do not wish to see someone.

I hastily took a glance at it and saw that there was no one there. I rubbed my eyes and felt relieved, not thinking that I had misheard, so I turned around and ran towards the hall where grandfather and the others were. Although there was an equally terrifying corpse there, no matter what, there were three living beings there.

However, when I entered the hall, I saw my grandfather's back was hunched over as he continuously sized up the ice coffin's head. His brows were locked into a ”chuan” shape, and his expression was terrifyingly serious.

As for Xiuqin, she was still crying with her head down. Somehow, hearing her crying at this moment actually made me feel irritable.

However, the moment I got close to him, I jumped in fright. I felt my legs go weak, and I almost fell to the ground.

There were a few handprints on the transparent lid of the ice coffin. They were white, like powder, with five fingers wide open. The strong visual impact made people feel as if someone was about to come out.

But that's not what really frightens me.

He saw his grandfather frowning and kept using his hands to touch the coffin lid. The friction between his rough palm and the coffin made waves of sharp creaking sounds, which were especially ear-piercing.

But the strange thing was, even though Grandfather wiped it back and forth many times, the white handprint didn't show any signs of blurring. It still appeared in front of our eyes.

If that was the case, then there was only one possibility … This palm was imprinted inside!

I took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to glance at the head of the body. The wooden face was still as still as a statue, lying there motionless, showing no signs of abnormality.

I heaved a sigh of relief and extended my hand like my grandfather to touch the coffin. The outside of the coffin was extremely smooth and didn't have the slightest feeling of being cut off. It seemed that my guess was correct.

I whispered to my grandfather, ”Could it have been left behind before the lid was placed on?”

Because that was the only way this matter could make sense. The corpse was already as dead as it could be, and he absolutely could not move it.

He took the wooden chest that I was carrying, and said to Xiuqin with a worried expression: ”Boss, this old man is powerless on this matter. You all better take care of yourselves, remember to immediately cremate it at dawn tomorrow.”

Xiuqin was still crying softly, she did not raise her head, nor did she respond. Instead, the man waved her hand impatiently, which made me angry, if not for thinking about how she would leave, I would really want to fight him.

As I followed my grandfather, he sighed and walked with heavy steps out of the main hall. Every step seemed like he had expended a great deal of effort, and his worried expression and heavy heart made me feel sad. So, I chased after him and hooked my arm around his arm.

”Sigh, they're missing. Grandpa is incompetent. I saw a disaster happen, but he was powerless.” Grandpa's low voice made me feel sad, but I just couldn't figure it out. I thought, what kind of disaster could this be, and a person just died?

Thinking about this, I asked my grandfather, ”What kind of disaster can this be? It looks very peaceful.”