I subconsciously responded, but I didn't finish it. I stumbled.

During the day, only the old woman came over and made a thin trace on the coffin, but at this time the offset of the coffin cover should not be related to that matter!

I glanced at the coffin lid subconsciously and was surprised to find that besides the thin trace, there was also a faint palm print on the coffin lid, which was very strange as if it were printed on the coffin lid.

What was happening?

Who did it?

Grandpa calmed his face, and his eyes flickered. He looked at the palm print on the coffin and said nothing.

He opened the coffin lid directly and looked at the inside. His face suddenly darkened utterly. His mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "d.a.m.n ..."

I looked at the coffin along with his gaze and suddenly became dumbfounded.

In the coffin, a set of red and black clothes are placed quietly there. The style is very similar to the dress of the groom in ancient times. However, this dress is not made of cloth but made of paper. The dyed paper clothes have a pungent taste, bright red, dark black, and a mixture of the two colors, giving a strong sense of visual conflict.

My heart jumped a few times at this time, and there was an inexplicable panic.

At this time, somehow, I remembered the sentence left by the old woman before she left, saying that she was going to introduce me to marriage.

I couldn't help shuddering, s.h.i.+vering in my heart, glancing at the coffin inside, I saw that in addition to the set of paper clothes, there seemed to be a piece of black paper with words on it.

Just when I wanted to take a closer look at what was written above, Grandpa suddenly stretched out my hand and pulled me away from the coffin.

"Zi Chen, go upstairs first!"

Grandpa's voice is low, and there is an unquestionable tone.

I was a little nervous in my heart, but more were doubts when looking at Grandpa's face, I nodded and said nothing, and turned to the floor.

After going upstairs, I went back to my room. I was completely awake. I sat on the bed and was stunned, thinking about the scene I just saw.

Whose palm print on the coffin cover?

Who left the paper-like clothes in the coffin?

Look at the way of Grandpa, and he seems to know something, what is going on?

I was upset and thought, not long after, Grandpa pushed open my door.

Grandpa sat next to me and looked at me. He said in a formal tone: "Tell me about the daytime things, don't miss a G.o.d d.a.m.n thing!"

I stabilized the messy mood and said something about the weird old woman during the day.

After listening to my words, Grandpa was silent for a while and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he sighed deeply. I don't know if it was my illusion or something. I feel that my grandfather seems to be a lot older.

He gently stood up and patted me on the shoulder, and said warmly: "Go, sleep!"

There is no further explanation, and Grandpa walked away directly.

I really couldn't help it. I looked at my grandfather's back and said carefully: "Grandpa, do you know the old woman?"

Grandpa's footsteps paused, his back to me, whispered, "Well, an old acquaintance!"

I still want to ask again, but Grandpa didn't give me a chance. He walked straight out of my room and closed the door.

This night, I slept very unsteadily and always had nightmares.

In the dream, I can always see the set of paper clothes, see the old woman's weird smile, and wake up a few times overnight.

The next morning, I woke up listlessly, yawning slowly. After was.h.i.+ng, I felt a little better and went downstairs.

Grandpa has gotten up, didn't go to the park with a few old men as usual, but sat in front of the gla.s.s counter and looked at a desk calendar on the counter.

On the desk calendar, on the 15th day of the 7th lunar month, grandpa circled several times with a pen.

It seems that grandpa is also worried about this matter.

In just one night, the wrinkles on Grandpa's forehead seemed to add a lot.

"grandpa!"I endured the curiosity of the night. At this time, I couldn't help myself. I cautiously asked: "Can you tell me what is going on? I didn't sleep well all night, this..."

"Some people want our Meng family never to be repeated!"Grandpa interrupted me directly.

When I was stunned, grandpa stood up, walked to the front of the shroud shop, sat directly on the threshold, took his cigarette and lit the fire to smoke.

I return to absolute being, quickly walked to his side, squatting beside him, looking at grandpa anxiously, waiting for his below.

After a long time, when I was a little impatient, grandpa spoke again.

"If I had known that she would find here, I should have let you go out to work when you graduated from high school, and I was surprised by her. Alright now, nowhere to hide. July 15th, dear, hey, what a f.u.c.king day! "

Listening to Grandpa's squatting, I stared at him with wide eyes, and said with amazement: "Grandpa, you won't take it seriously!" What kind of marriage, I don't even know who the other person is? That old woman is a psyco at all! "

Grandpa didn't look at me, smoking a cigarette, squinting and whispering: "She is not a psyco...Harder to deal with than psyco! "

As he said this, grandpa knocked on the stone steps, as if he had made some decision. He said to me seriously, "I have to travel far away. I will be back before the 15th of the seventh month of the lunar calendar. You should stay at home during this time and don't go anywhere. The shop must be closed before sunset. No matter who is knocking at the door, you shall not open the door. Also, before going to bed at night, lit a stick of incense behind the door. If the incense sticks burn out, you can rest a.s.sured that you will sleep. If the incense stick goes out in the middle, you will quickly sleep inside the coffin. No matter what you hear, don't come out. You must stay in the coffin until dawn, remember?"

Grandpa's words made me a little confused, looked at him, the heartbeat is very severe.

"gran...grandpa!"I swallowed saliva and stammered nervously, "Don't frighten me! What you just said almost frighten me into peeing my pants! "

Incense and coffin sleeping sounds so weird!

Grandpa didn't explain much and gave me a grave look. I saw a helpless look in his eyes.

Grandpa patted me on the shoulder and sighed. He said, "Remember my words. Some things are not what I don't want to say, but I can't say it now." OK, not much to say, going to a place far away, gotta go! "

He had just finished speaking before I could respond, grandpa strode away.

After returning to absolute being, grandpa has already gone far away, leaving me to squat stupidly in front of the shroud shop.

I didn't know how did I go through the whole day, and my head was messy.

That night, according to my grandfather's instructions, I closed the store's door before the sun went down.

As night fell, I took an incense, lit it behind the door, and the smoke rose.

The words that Grandpa said before leaving, although I feel a little fl.u.s.tered, but also caused me to be deeply confused, a little nervous to see the burning incense.

Nothing happened until the scent burned out.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, let go of the messy thoughts in my mind, and went straight to the floor to take a shower and sleep.

For a few days, nothing special happened, and the tension in my heart gradually relaxed.

Until the night after my grandfather left a week, as usual, I lit incense at the back of the door, yawning and so on.

And when the scent had already burned half, the strange situation appeared.

That incense suddenly went out!

Without any signs, it feels like there is a big invisible hand that burns out the incense.

When I saw this scene, I was instantly stunned. My body was cold, and my body hair exploded, leaving me wide awake.

Heart pounding, there is a sense of panic, no matter whether it is a coincidence, I was a little quivering quickly rushed toward the black coffin.

Pus.h.i.+ng the coffin cover open, I sneaked in and closed the coffin cover with a little difficulty.

After got into the coffin, I discovered that there was a paper man in this coffin, which was slightly smaller than my body size. This paper man is a bit special, and it is wearing black and red paper paste clothes on the body, it looks very weird.

This must have been made by Grandpa. I didn't think about the intention of Grandpa at this time. I was lying in the coffin, my heart was pounding, my whole body was tight, my hands and feet were shaking.

I don't know how long it took, I heard that there was movement outside the coffin, and the footsteps were far then near, very light.

In this quiet environment, this slight footstep is exceptionally harsh, and my heart is almost jumping out of my throat.

Who was that?