Rainy night sarcophagus

My name is allen and I was born on 10/15/1987.

It was the Lower Yuan Festival, the Water Officials' Relief.

It was originally a good day.

But my father said that day was the most tormenting and frightening day he had ever experienced in his life.

The torment was my mom's difficult labor, and she howled from morning to night.

The frightening thing was that a coffin rushed into the house for no reason.

It's not exactly accurate to say it was for no reason.

Because that day from the morning has been raining heavily, to the evening, the river has flooded to the doorstep.

Everyone in the village had moved to the higher slopes early, and only our family was trapped because my mom had a difficult labor.

By ten o'clock at night, my mom's voice was hoarse. The midwife invited by the neighboring village came out to tell my father to prepare himself mentally.

Just then, a bolt of lightning tore through the darkness, followed by a clap of thunder.

As soon as the thunder fell, the sound of my crying came from the house.

However, before the entire family could rejoice, the front door was slammed open with a bang.

A pitch-black coffin was washed in by the river, silently straddling the center of the courtyard.

Facing the sudden coffin, my grandmother froze for a few seconds, let out a yell, copied the wooden stick in the yard, chased after my grandfather and beat him.

My grandmother's reason for chasing and beating my grandfather was also very simple.

Because I should not have been born on this day.

This matter, but also from earlier years.

My grandfather studied in private school, was a rare cultured person in those days, but also recognized as a promising young man in the village.

But then I don't know where he got a book about feng shui fortune telling, since then grandfather's temperament changed, walking and eating are carrying that book.

The family's farm work was also deserted, and fell to the grandmother alone.

A few years later, my grandfather learned a rough idea, and then sought to give people feng shui fortune-telling.

In today's terms, my grandfather was not proficient and liked to put on a show.

The result was predictable, and within a few years he became so infamous that the villagers for miles around didn't even want him to help out for free.

So my grandfather hit the idea of their own ancestral graves, it is said that more than a year, he moved our family's ancestral graves eighteen times, so that a few of the great uncles have cut ties with him.

Until my mom was pregnant with me, my grandfather changed his nature, and did not give people feng shui fortune-telling, stayed at home all day, God, I do not know what he was doing.

When my mom's due date approached, the family realized that grandpa had been calculating my birth date, saying that he wanted to pick a good day for me to change our family's fate.

For this reason, he asked someone to get two oxytocin from the city.

Although Grandpa was a jerk and unreliable, it was always Grandpa who had the final say in the family.

My dad and my mom couldn't argue with him, so there was the incident of grandma chasing and beating grandpa.

After all the beatings, the casket in the yard still had to be removed somehow.

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that cats are poor and dogs are rich, but coffins have been around for three generations.

Therefore, when a coffin is needed, the owner of the house will pick it up by himself.

Even if the coffin store has a home delivery service, it can only be delivered to the door, not into the door.

Now the coffin directly crossed into the yard this is reputed to be a bad sign.

And that coffin, it seems to be an ancient coffin washed down from the mountains.

Inside, it was not empty.

Just when the family was at a loss, my grandfather laughed and said that this was a water official sending his wife, and that I would be a rich man in the future.

In my father's words, at that time, grandpa was already crazy, full of strange and weird things, so much so that the whole family couldn't stand him, and eventually left the coffin in grandpa's room.

Fortunately, nothing bad happened to the family later, the existence of the coffin was gradually not mentioned.

But because of this incident, grandpa and grandma slept in separate rooms. When I was five years old, my father was ready to have a second child, so he let me sleep with my grandfather.

That's when I realized that Grandpa made offerings to that coffin every day. And within a few days of my moving there, Grandpa coaxed me with a piece of candy to top a piece of red cloth and kowtowed three times to the coffin.

I was too young to know what it was for, I just thought it was fun and there was candy to eat.

By the time I realized how absurd this matter was, my fate could not be changed.ng was

On top of that, Grandpa taught me things from his old book.

This teaching lasted for ten years.

That year, I was fifteen years old.

Grandpa was getting old.

His hair was gray and his eyes were cloudy.

I knew his days were numbered.

As for why I knew, naturally, I learned my skills from that book.

But I didn't dare to say anything about it and kept it from my family.

In the last few days of his life, Grandpa stayed alone in the house for a long time, saying some strange words to the coffin. Like he was talking to someone.

But apart from my occasional visits, the coffin was the only thing left in the room.

On the last day, I saw a black and white light escaping from my grandfather's forehead.

That was the soul light and prana that was dissipating, and once it dissipated, life came to an end.

On this day, instead of talking to the coffin, grandpa called me to his side and explained two things.

The first, that after he died, he had to be buried in this coffin in the house, and said that when the time came, someone would come to rob it, so I had to keep it.

The second thing, asked me to treat my daughter-in-law well and protect her.

The first thing wasn't hard to understand, but I didn't think that coffin would be so good that someone would come to rob it. As for the second thing, even after all those years had passed, I had never seen the contents of the coffin and was a bit confused.

However, Grandpa didn't allow me to ask more questions and grabbed my hand, one after another, asking me to memorize it.

Seeing that he was so excited that he could not take a breath at any time, I hurriedly nodded my head in agreement.

That is, when I nodded my head, the two lights in the center of my grandfather's eyebrows dispersed ....

My father honest life, but also filial piety, I said the grandfather's last wish after he agreed, together with the little uncle pry open the coffin in the house.

Before the opening of the coffin, the family is also prepared, after all, this coffin just into the door of the family know is not an empty coffin, so my father specially prepared a brand new coffin, used to converge inside the dead bones.

However, when the coffin was opened, everyone present froze.

Inside the coffin was not the expected dead bones, but a lifelike female corpse, the body not only showed no signs of decay, but was also very beautiful, like a sleeping beauty.

I took one look at it and my mind wandered a bit. I thought that if she could breathe, it would be worth living ten years less to have such a wife.

Unfortunately, it's a dead man.

Thinking about what grandpa did, it was also really ridiculous.

However, before I could think about it more, a strange scent wafted out of the coffin, which did not last long.

In a short while, the entire village was filled with this fragrance.

My face instantly changed.

This is the corpse fragrance, for this corpse fragrance, grandfather's old book recorded very clearly:

Corpse scent for a hundred miles, demons compete with ghosts to seize a thousand corpses to worship.

Until this moment, I realized that my grandfather explained two things, the second thing is the most tricky.