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"Did you... hear any sound... from the coffin?"

My cousin opened his eyes wide and stared at the big red coffin in the mourning hall with fear.

The candle flame flickered faster, and the light and dark on my cousin's face alternated back and forth, and cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"boom……"

"boom……"

The sound from the coffin was more like knocking on his heart, making it beat faster.

Could it be... that grandma has also come back to life?

At this time, grandma's voice came from the coffin.

"Daqiang, open the coffin. Grandma wants to breathe."

The hoarse voice seemed to ring directly in my cousin's ears.

My cousin's scalp suddenly went numb and he took a step back in disbelief.

"Ghost, it's really haunted."

My cousin was so frightened that he was shaking all over. If Lu Yu hadn't helped him up, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

"Don't talk." Lu Xun warned in a low voice.

My cousin shut up instantly, but his legs were shaking violently.

"Daqiang, are you outside?"

"Grandma is feeling very uncomfortable in the coffin. Can you open the coffin secretly?"

"When you were little, grandma loved you the most. When you made a mistake and your dad wanted to beat you, it was grandma who protected you."

"Da Qiang, grandma is in so much pain, can you help her?"

"Bang bang bang..."

Inside the coffin, grandma's voice gradually became more painful, and the speed of banging on the coffin became faster and faster.

My cousin looked dazed, as if he had thought of something, and tears were sparkling in his eyes.

When he was little, his grandmother loved him the most. Whenever there was something delicious at home, she would save it for him first...

Now, hearing grandma's painful voice, my cousin's eyes flashed with pity.

Since there are no outsiders in the mourning hall, why not secretly open the coffin and let grandma breathe?

My cousin raised his hand and reached for the coffin...

But the next second he was blocked by a figure.

"What do you want to do?"

Lu Yu looked into his cousin's eyes expressionlessly. His dark pupils were like a bottomless pool of stagnant water, reflecting his cousin's distraught face.

My cousin suddenly woke up and quickly retracted his hand in fear: "I... I don't know what's going on?"

When he heard his grandmother's voice, every detail of his life with her kept coming to his mind, but he forgot the fact that his grandmother was dead!

My cousin was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and his face turned pale as paper.

And the voice in the coffin continued to seduce him...

[Grandma is really good at livening up the atmosphere. She can fake a corpse whenever she wants]

【I don’t know why the coffin should be placed at home for seven days? 】

[In some places, burial can only be done after the seventh day]

[I am afraid that before the seventh day has passed, the whole family will go down to accompany grandma]

On the Importance of Cremation...

[I hope cement coffins can be popularized soon]

When my cousin heard the calling voice from the coffin, he knelt down in front of the coffin and kowtowed heavily to it.

"Grandma, since you loved me the most when you were alive, you shouldn't scare me, your grandson, after you die!"

My cousin's words immediately silenced the voice in the coffin.

In the deathly silent mourning hall, the only sound was my cousin's heavy breathing.

He swallowed, first glanced at Lu Yu, then at Sang Yu...

Could it be that after listening to his words, grandma’s soul finally rested in peace?

Sang Yu remained silent, her eyes fixed on the tightly closed coffin. Through the wooden boards of the coffin, she could clearly see the scene inside.

The dead grandmother…her body was sitting in the coffin, her severed head hanging on her neck, her two eyeballs flashing a faint green light in the darkness, and the curve of her mouth seemed to be smiling, but also seemed to be angry.

And at this moment, she... seemed to have discovered Sang Yu's prying, and her neck slowly turned in a twisted arc, turning towards the direction of Sang Yu's gaze.

Suddenly, her mouth opened and she gave Sang Yu a weird smile.

"pat-"

The black and white portrait on the eight-immortals table fell down again, and the sudden sound scared the cousin who was kneeling on the ground.

"What...what's going on?"

My cousin is now like a frightened bird, and the slightest movement makes him feel like he is facing a great enemy.

Sang Yu walked forward and picked up the black and white portrait again.

This time, she put the portrait straight.

The face in the portrait had eyes that were staring with their eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets, and the corners of his mouth drooped to his chin, seeming to be extremely angry.

When my cousin saw the portrait, his pupils shrank and he said in a trembling voice: "The portrait... the person in the portrait... is not grandma..."

The moment he finished speaking, the candle that was about to burn out finally went out.

The entire mourning hall was suddenly plunged into pitch-black darkness...

"Shasha... Shasha..."

It sounded like the friction of cloth, and was particularly clear in the darkness.

Sang Yu had heard this voice before when she was keeping vigil, and now when she heard it again...she soon knew the answer.

This is... the sound of the shroud's fabric rubbing against each other.

"rustle……"

The sound came from inside the coffin one second and outside the coffin the next.

Sang Yu narrowed her eyes. She could see in the dark, and she saw a black ghost slowly standing up from the coffin...