C56 (1/2)

I was dressed and ready to go out. But Cousin blocked the door and pointed his sword at me, telling me what you were going to do. I said go and take a look. Cousin said don't forget to chop me up with a tiled knife during the day. I said I didn't cut you. My cousin stabbed me in the chest and said that you wanted to cut me down and eat my sword.

This treasured sword was a toy. It was made of pig iron, and the edges were very blunt. Being stabbed by a sword was like being stabbed with a stick. It didn't hurt that much. I was in a hurry to say that I didn't have time to waste here with you. Go to your grandmother's house and take a look.

Cousin said I'll let you off then. Then he took his sword and went out.

I also came to the East Room, and only one policeman was there with a gun. His grandma was lying on the bed, trembling with fear on her face and her hands covering her neck. Blood was gushing from his fingers.

”Grandma, what happened to you?” The younger cousin held the sword behind his back, just like a knight, and asked loudly as he took hold of his grandmother's hand.

”Hair …” ”Talent! I've been bitten!” Grandma said with difficulty while crying.

”Bite by what?” the cousin asked again.

”Your father!”

”Uncle police officer, look at this …”

The policeman with the gun said, ”Don't worry, my colleagues have already gone after the criminal!”

My cousin held the sword to his chest and said solemnly that I, too, would go after the murderer.

The policeman with the gun said don't mess around, hide it, don't let the killer bite you.

His cousin refused to listen and charged out with his sword.

The policeman with the gun forced a smile and said, ”Kids can't hold a sword. The more they hold a sword, the more daring they become. They don't know who they are anymore!”

I found a towel and asked my grandmother to let go, saying that it would be better to press the towel against the wound. When my grandmother let go of me, I saw that a piece of flesh had been bitten off her neck. Her tendons were exposed, and blood was oozing out. After tightly covering the wound with a towel, I said I didn't bite you last time, so why did I bite you this time?

Grandma cried as she said, ”I don't know why I'm biting you. I was unable to sleep, and the door was opened with a bang. Your Second Uncle barged in wearing a set of birthday clothes, and started biting me when he laid on my body, not even greeting me! ”

”You saw my Second Uncle wearing a birthday suit this time?” I couldn't help but be surprised.

”Yeah, the birthday suit he's wearing was chosen by me! Gold, like a dragon robe! I want him to go to the Underworld to be an emperor! ”

I pulled one of my grandma's hands over to hold the towel and said to the policeman with the gun, ”Please watch here. I'm going out.”

”What are you doing out there?”

”I'm holding it in so much, I'm pissing myself!”

After leaving my grandmother's house, I went to the shed in the alley and took a look at the coffin. The lid was still intact. It was as if he had never been in a passive situation. He opened the lid and peeked inside. It was so dark that he could not see anything because the light in the shed was not on. He opened the lid of the coffin and looked again in the dim light of the day. The inside of the coffin was empty, Second Uncle's body was already gone.

This time, I am sure that the person who bit my grandmother was indeed my Second Uncle, and not the guy with the jar on his head.

It was obvious that Second Uncle was faking his corpse!

I returned to my maternal grandma's house and waited for another hour. The policemen who had gone out returned. He didn't gain anything and let the criminal run away. Seeing that my grandmother was dying of blood loss, she quickly made an emergency call. After the ambulance came, it dragged my grandma away.

That left me and a few cops at my grandmother's house. No one knew where his cousin had gone to, and he had not returned for the entire night.

The next day the whole village was in the air. He said that my Second Uncle had maligned his corpse and bit my own mother. Even the police couldn't shoot him down and allowed him to escape. The policemen were depressed. They all said that they had never fired a gun before, and if they did, the stone would be smashed, let alone a body.

I said, since you're all here, I'll call the police. The police said you called the police. I said that my cousin was missing and that I was afraid something would happen to him. The police said don't try it. It's been less than twelve hours since you've been missing for twenty-four hours and you're not going to file a case. I said, don't hurry and find him, what if something really happens to him? The police said that if something really happened, they wouldn't be able to stop us. Yesterday, they already warned him. Don't let him run around, if he disobeys us, who will he blame? I don't know who I am, touching a treasured sword.

By noon, several policemen were sitting on their bunks eating snacks. The sound of the package tearing was ear-piercing. His mouth chewed louder and louder. I sat by and waited until they had finished eating, but still no one offered me a hand. I had to go to the kitchen, find some noodles, put in fresh water noodles, salted vegetables to eat.

After eating, everyone had nothing to do. Said I forgot to bring a pack of cards. He then lay down on the bed and took a nap. Not long after he laid down, a ”bang bang …!” Someone pounded on the door. The lead cop sat up, looked at me, and asked who was knocking on the door. I said I didn't know. He said you should open the door and see. I said why should I? I didn't eat anything.

”You can't open it?” Another policeman sat up and shouted at me, pointing at my nose.

”I won't!”

”Damn it!” I'll let you open it today! ” The leader of the police stood up in a rage, fumbled for his gun, opened the safety on the gun, clicked the clip, loaded the cartridge, pointed the muzzle at my head, and shouted, ”Can't you fucking open it?”

I looked straight ahead and said nothing.