Zhang Xianren stared at grandma's body with a confused look on his face. At this time, he happened to walk next to me. He approached me rudely and sniffed his nose. He frowned and muttered: "It smells like snake!"

My face turned slightly red and I took a step back. Zhang Xianren glanced at me with a strange look and said, "You stay, everyone else will go out."

After all the people in the mourning hall left, they saw Zhang Xianren taking out a cloth bag, grabbing glutinous rice flour from it, and sprinkled it twice around grandma's coffin. The coffin was covered with a white blanket of glutinous rice flour.

Zhang Xianren took out another three-legged bronze-green incense burner and said to me with a half-smile: "Hold the incense burner. No matter what happens later, don't let go."

I nodded, took the incense burner tremblingly, knelt in front of the coffin, and watched as Zhang Xianren took out a yellow talisman from his pocket, bit off his finger and drew it twice, muttering something in his mouth.

Then, he shouted and slapped the yellow charm on grandma's forehead.

Suddenly, a burst of black smoke came out of the coffin, and the smoke floated out, slowly condensing in the air, and gradually formed a strange snake head, roaring ferociously and silently towards me.

The incense burner in my hand trembled and I almost dropped it. Zhang Xianren seemed to have never seen this scene before, and muttered in disbelief: "It's strange. Is this turtle really so stupid?"

The next moment, the black smoke snake head dissipated, and rustling sounds sounded out of thin air around the coffin.

Wisps of black smoke came out of my grandma's body and snaked on the floor covered with glutinous rice flour and incense ash. It was like countless snakes swimming on the ground, all swimming towards the incense burner in my hand, one after another.

The ground quickly penetrated into the furnace.

The last black snake got in, and Zhang Xianren quickly covered the incense burner, only to hear the clanging sound coming from the incense burner. The cover kept being pushed up, and the contents inside struggled to come out.

Seeing this, Zhang Xianren took out a handful of cinnabar and sprinkled it on the incense burner. He only heard a "sizzling" sound, and the burner began to shake violently. There seemed to be an unwilling neighing inside, but it calmed down after a while.

When I opened the furnace lid, I saw that it was empty inside, with only layers of snake scale-like patterns on the furnace wall, and a ferocious snake face in the middle.

My hair stood on end when I saw it, and I quickly threw away the incense burner.

Zhang Xianren wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and told his aunt in a low voice that the body could not be left for three days. It would be buried early tomorrow morning. Keep everything simple. When the coffin was buried, the grave should be sprinkled with realgar.

My aunt believed Zhang Xianren's words deeply and nodded repeatedly.

Before leaving, Zhang Xianren said to me with a meaningful sneer: "That snake is not dead. It may have been relying on your blood and essence to increase its cultivation. This is all the debt owed by your Bai family..."

After Zhang Xianren explained the matter, he left in a hurry with a sullen face.

Grandma died in such a strange way that no one came to the funeral for fear of being exposed to bad luck.

After dark, the village was completely silent. I locked the door and lit a few candles.

But I always feel that the mourning hall is a bit eerie. The black and white photo of my grandma with a smile on her face. She was a kind person at first, but no matter how I look at this photo, it gives me a spooky feeling.

It looked like grandma had been staring at me, which made me feel scared.

Several candles were lit next to the coffin, and their flames flickered in the wind.

My aunt was quite timid. Although she didn't say it out loud, you could tell from her slightly pale expression.

"Yao Yao, please talk to me. The mourning hall is so quiet." My aunt moved to my side and whispered to me.

I steeled myself, nodded and said, "Okay!"

As soon as I said the words, my aunt suddenly jumped up, her face turned pale, and she looked very scared. Her voice was trembling and she asked me if I heard any strange noises.

I also became nervous, but after listening, there was only the puff of candles being blown around, and there was no other sound except the cool breeze.

The wind was very cold, blowing into the endless darkness outside.

At this moment, there were several faint knocks outside the courtyard door, which scared me so much that all the hairs on my body stood up.

My aunt jumped up from her stool and asked me in horror who was knocking on the door.

I quickly made a silence gesture to her and signaled her not to speak.

When I picked up the broom leaning against the door, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped.

After listening carefully for a while, the sound disappeared without a trace, and I felt relieved.

"It must have been blown by the wind!" I whispered uncertainly.

After sitting for a while, my aunt said she wanted to go to the hut. She was too afraid to go alone, so I went with her.

The latrine outside grandma's house is still the former pigsty. Although there are no pigs now, it is very smelly inside. It is covered with a wooden board and blocked by a rag curtain.

I took out my mobile phone for lighting and was standing outside the hut waiting for my aunt when I suddenly heard a crisp click coming from the mourning hall behind.

I turned around and took a look, and I was immediately frightened. For some reason, there were only a few sparks left on the long light on the coffin, and it looked like it was about to go out.

There was a strange smell in the air, a bit like the smell of something rotten, which made me feel a little nervous.

I called aunt.

But as luck would have it, the closed courtyard door creaked open at this time, and a gust of dark wind suddenly blew in from outside. The yellow paper piled on the floor at the door of the hall was blown everywhere, and the ever-burning lamp was suddenly blown out.

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The whole mourning hall suddenly went dark, and the dark wind blew in the yard, causing goosebumps all over my body.

The rotten smell in the coffin spread all of a sudden, making me retching. When I heard my anxious call, my aunt came out of the hut with her pants lifted.

But when he looked towards the main room, he was so frightened that he let out a piercing scream.

I quickly covered my aunt's mouth and dragged her into the shadow of the pig pen next to her.

The night was dark and windy, and the moonlight was slightly chilly. Although it was not a full moon tonight, the moonlight was full and reflected mottledly on the dark coffin.

As the ever-burning lantern was suddenly blown out by the wind, I watched from a distance as the coffin shook several times, and a figure sat up from the coffin.

The corpse has changed.

My aunt stared at the cowbell with big eyes and struggled to let out a whimper of fear. My scalp was numb and I tightly covered her mouth for fear that she would make even the slightest sound.

My back was instantly covered in cold sweat, my hands were clammy, and my aunt was scared out of her mind.

The moment grandma suddenly sat up from the coffin, the white cloth covering her head slipped down, revealing her unrecognizable face.

"I will find the right time to go out to find Zhang Xianren later, and I will attract her attention." I said to my aunt in a trembling voice.

There is only a courtyard door to go out. Although we are at this end of the courtyard, we must go through the main door.

My aunt was so frightened that she almost collapsed on the ground. She had never seen such a terrifying scene before.

I was actually very scared, but the scene in front of me didn't allow me to think too much.

The sky became a little darker again. When I looked up, the moon seemed to be afraid of something and hid quietly in the dark clouds.
Chapter completed!