Chapter 9: Duan Gong is dead
There is a crescent moon hanging high in the sky tonight.
The moonlight cast mottled shadows of trees at the entrance of the village, adding an invisibly eerie mood to the place.
Standing at the door of the temple, my uncle was holding a butcher knife, looking very aggressive.
My cousin has a very bad temper, and I was a little worried that when the Taoist priest opened the door, my cousin would chop him to death with a knife.
I looked at my uncle, and he said to me, "Why are you still standing there? Come on, knock on the door."
My cousin's words seemed to remind me, so I raised my hand and started knocking on the door.
What I didn’t expect was that as soon as my hand touched Duan Gong’s door, I heard a creaking sound.
The door opened by itself. I froze in place when I saw this. At this moment, a cold wind blew and touched my skin. I couldn't help but gasp for air and subconsciously took a few steps back.
"Uncle, the door of Duke Duan's house is not closed. Could he not be at home?"
My cousin pushed me away and shouted, "Master, if you know what's best for you, come out now. Don't force me to go in and find you by myself."
My uncle has a very fierce voice. Most people would not dare to show their faces after hearing his fierce voice.
I stood next to my uncle and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, do you see a dark shadow over there?"
My cousin shone the flashlight in that direction. When he saw the shadow clearly, my face turned pale. This, this...
Someone is dead!
Waves of fear began to form inside me, and a sense of fear was quickly engulfing me.
My uncle was fine though, he remained relatively calm.
"Come in and take a look." My cousin's voice sounded in my ears. After he said that, he didn't delay and walked inside.
My cousin came here to help me solve a problem. Now that he has gone in, I can’t delay and have to go in with him.
"Xiaoyang, go find the switch and turn on the light."
I listened to my cousin's words and without any delay, I walked to the door and raised my hand to turn on the switch.
The lights in the originally dark room quickly came on.
There was already a foul smell in the house, and for some reason the smell became even stronger when the lights were turned on.
My cousin held a flashlight and shone it on the corpse hanging from the beam. I could clearly see the face on it: eerie, hideous, and rotten.
The overall feeling is quite bad.
I stared at it for a few seconds and almost vomited.
My cousin held me back and told me not to vomit. He suddenly asked me, "Is this a Taoist priest?"
"I have no idea."
I was in no mood to see what the corpse looked like. After my cousin asked me several times, I forced myself to suppress the urge to vomit and turned my gaze to it. Although the face of the corpse was rotten, from its clothes and the outline of its appearance, I could vaguely recognize that it was a Taoist priest .
I looked at it several times before finally confirming, "It's him."
"Are you sure you saw Duangong tonight?"
My cousin asked me with a strange look on his face, and his look made me feel a little uneasy.
I thought about it, nodded and said, "I have seen it."
I can be absolutely sure about this.
But my uncle suddenly said, "Xiaoyang, you have been following me in slaughtering pigs for a while. If the pigs are freshly slaughtered, will the pork rot?"
When my cousin said this, my mind was still in a daze. After I heard what he said, I thought about it carefully and gradually came back to my senses.
If a dead pig rots like this, it will take at least two or three days.
Now, in comparison, isn't the corpse of a Taoist priest almost the same as a dead pig that has been rotting for two or three days?
Thinking of this, I suddenly couldn't help but gasp, and my face turned pale in an instant. I suddenly couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and beads of cold sweat appeared on the palms of my hands.
Not only on the palms, but also on the back, beads of sweat appeared.
I subconsciously shifted my gaze to my uncle. We looked at each other. My uncle seemed quite calm. Except for the tiny beads of sweat on his forehead, everything else was normal.
Although we didn't say anything, in this situation, some things are self-evident and we both know what the other person is going to say.
After a moment of silence, I lowered my voice and asked, "Uncle, what should we do now?"
My cousin comforted me and said, "Don't worry yet."
I nodded without saying anything more, and we both walked out of the Taoist priest's room.
If the Taoist priest had been dead for several days, then the person who helped us to see the matter before was not the Taoist priest at all, but someone else. Now he is dead in the house and no one has dealt with his body.
Talking about this matter really makes my scalp tingle.
Could it be that someone wanted to silence me and deliberately pretended to be a Taoist priest to deal with me?
If this is the case, then will there be more accidents if grandpa's body is buried in the coffin?
I didn't dare stay in Duangong's house for long. My parents, uncle and others were still at home and didn't know the truth of the matter, especially since my uncle was so close to Duangong. I didn't know if something had happened to him.
I called my cousin and simply told him my concerns.
When my cousin heard what I said, he didn't delay and we ran towards the village one after another. When we arrived at the village, I first went to my home to make sure my parents were okay, and then hurried to my uncle's house.
When I arrived at my uncle's house, I found their door closed. I raised my hand and knocked on the door, but after knocking for a while no one responded.
I thought to myself, isn’t my uncle at home either?
I actually hope that my uncle is not at home, because otherwise, I am a little worried that my uncle will die in there like Duangong.
My heart couldn't help but beat faster. My uncle never got married and was always very good to us.
I was afraid that something might have happened to my uncle, and when I saw that the door wouldn't open, I became extremely anxious and went over and pushed the door open.
After entering the house and searching for a while, I found no trace .
My heart suddenly felt cold, and I thought, "Oh no, something bad is going to happen."
My cousin followed beside me and called me cousin.
I also called out to my uncle, but our voices echoed in the night without any response.
"Oh no, something bad is bound to happen to my uncle."
I said with great worry.
My cousin comforted me and said, "Don't worry, think carefully, where might your uncle be?"
What I was thinking in my heart was that my uncle should be with Duan Gong, but we went to Duan Gong's house and found that he had been dead for several days. So the person who is with my uncle now is definitely not Duan Gong. If nothing unexpected happens, the person who is with my uncle now may very well be an enemy of our Chen family.
Uncle is in danger!
Thinking of this, I suddenly looked at my uncle.
