Chapter 15 How could it be him?
The moment the coffin was opened, I was a little confused and didn't come to my senses.
My cousin was very quick and reached out to pull me up. I got up from the coffin, still feeling a little panicked.
I asked immediately, "Uncle, what's going on now?"
I was soon soaked through by the heavy rain, and a chill quickly swept through my body.
My cousin stopped and looked confused, but the weather tonight was really unusual. The thunder and lightning alone were very scary .
"You'll have to ask my master about this."
As my cousin was talking, I couldn't help but look at the Taoist priest.
At this time, the Taoist priest was also soaked all over, but looked a little strange to me. The Taoist priest's figure seemed a little strange, I couldn't explain it, it seemed a bit like a girl's figure.
When I thought of this, I raised my hand and slapped my face. It was already this late and I was still thinking about these things.
I walked to the Taoist priest and asked him about his current situation. The Taoist priest looked at me and suddenly kicked me. I was caught off guard and was kicked back.
I fell to the ground, my heart immediately filled with waves of emotion. The Taoist priest looked very thin, but I really couldn't bear the kick.
"Who told you to come out? Go back now."
I:"……"
I was young and hot-tempered, but the Taoist priest's kick also made me a little angry. I immediately retorted, "Didn't you just say to open the coffin?"
"I said to open the coffin, but I didn't let you out."
I also felt aggrieved. If your father didn't explain it clearly, how would I know?
My uncle came forward to help me up, and comforted me, saying, "Xiaoyang, my master is also anxious, but his heart is definitely good. You listen to my master and return to the coffin."
My cousin came out to smooth things over, so I had no choice but to listen to him and walked towards the coffin. Soon I was lying inside it.
I am now dirty and wet. It is already cold inside the coffin, and now that I am inside, I am enveloped by an air of coldness.
I froze my body and didn't move, maintaining one position.
I don’t know why, but after being kicked by the Taoist priest just now, I didn’t feel as scared as before.
Time passed by second by second, and I didn't know how long it had been, when I suddenly heard that except for the sound of rain outside, all other sounds seemed to have disappeared.
I started to feel a little nervous. In fact, I wanted to stick my head out to see if my cousin and the Taoist priest were still there.
But when I thought of the Taoist priest's kick just now, I suppressed my curiosity.
Just as I was thinking about this, suddenly at this moment, the lid of the coffin that was originally opened was suddenly swept away by a gust of wind and directly closed the coffin.
There was a deafening sound that stunned me.
I didn't even know how the coffin lid was closed. I instantly started to panic and tried to push the coffin open.
But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't push the coffin lid open.
Not long after, I noticed that the coffin was moving again, as if it was being carried forward again.
A strong feeling of uneasiness quickly emerged in my heart, and a voice deep in my heart was reminding me to escape quickly, so I started calling my cousin, hoping that someone would come and save me.
But the thunder and wind outside were getting louder and louder.
No matter how I called, no one responded.
The panic in my heart became more and more intense, and the feeling of uneasiness continued to grow in my heart.
But the coffin was being carried forward. I struggled for a long time but couldn't escape. Finally, I had to give up and let the coffin carry me forward.
Now I am basically certain that the people carrying this coffin were definitely not arranged by my cousin and others.
Because when they were carrying the coffin up the mountain, I could feel a distinct sense of bumps, but at this time the coffin was being carried by someone, and I did not feel any bumps, on the contrary it was very stable, just like I was sleeping in a bed.
The only thing that could be felt was that the coffin was moving forward.
About half an hour later, the coffin seemed to be put down, and I heard a humming sound in my ears, like someone crying.
I became more and more uneasy, and after the coffin was lowered steadily, I tried to push it open.
But it was of no use in the end. I had already decided that I might not survive the night.
I took a deep breath and waited quietly. From time to time, strange noises could be heard outside, which didn't sound like they were made by a living person.
Now that I knew I was going to die, I couldn't help but think of some questions in my mind. These questions were the last doubts in my heart.
First of all, how did my grandfather die?
Then the Taoist priest had been dead for several days, why did he appear again?
Who became the Duangong?
Then how did my uncle die? I clearly buried him? But he disappeared? Did he really come back to life?
Also, after my uncle died, he should have been buried in a black coffin , but why was there a big red coffin hidden inside that could "ward off evil spirits"?
If nothing goes wrong, this coffin must have been prepared by my uncle.
If all these actions were prepared for me, then why didn't they attack me from the beginning, but instead killed my grandfather and uncle first?
I am completely puzzled and have no idea who the murderer behind this is.
I couldn't help but murmur, it was really strange.
Who is it?
I have never heard my grandfather and others talk about any enemies in our family before, but why do they appear at this time?
I even went through all the people in my mind who might be the murderer, but none of them seemed capable of this.
At this moment, I suddenly thought of one thing. Why did the murderer attack me at this time? The most likely possibility is that he was waiting for an opportunity, and now is the best time to attack me.
Just as I was thinking about these things, I suddenly felt the coffin shaking violently, and my body shook along with it.
My thoughts were quickly cut off, and the "wooooo" sound became louder and louder.
A bone-chilling chill quickly enveloped me, and I couldn't help but shiver all over.
But at the same time I felt the breath of death enveloping me.
I held my breath, my mind racing. I had only one purpose in mind, which was to think of a way to survive.
My cousin and the Taoist priest are really unreliable. They disappeared at this time.
The coffin rolled once and then stabilized. Then I felt someone approaching this side. The next second, the coffin was opened. I was certain in my heart that the person who opened the coffin was most likely the murderer.
But what I didn't expect was that the moment the coffin was opened, I saw a face with a sinister and hideous smile. His eyes fell on me, as if to say, Chen Yang, you are dead.
And I was shocked!
No,... this is impossible... how can this be possible...
How could it be him?!
