241 Coffin Child (3)

but not the unpredictability of human hearts," I said, looking down at him, my tone slightly provocative.He chuckled softly: "But I'm no ordinary man.""...you also said that you shouldn't believe ghos...The village official was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. Just as he was about to scream, my brother covered his mouth.

My brother smiled and said, “She refused to leave. The coffin rope broke several times. She wants you to send her on her final journey. There you go, go comfort her properly.”

"I'm not going! She'll kill me, I dreamt of her last night, and woke up with a pillow over my face!" he growled in a hushed voice.

The mine owner's face twisted in agony when he saw the village official from his own mine!

He wanted to rush up and beat this village official, but he didn't have the guts. After all, his mine was still within the official's jurisdiction.

"Don't be afraid, with us here, she definitely wants to talk to you that's why she stayed honestly. Otherwise, she would have flown to find you long ago, and you wouldn't be able to get here safely" My brother smirked: "Go on, experience what it's like having a ghost wife."

The muffled thudding inside the coffin was eerily clear in the night. The village official knelt before the vermilion lacquer coffin, mumbling apologies.

I'm a little nervous, ready to subdue any evil spirits at a moment's notice. If that female ghost tries to harm someone or possess them, I'll capture her.

My brother, more composed than me, said: “Little girls’ minds are easy to guess. It's just that they love desperately until death, and only after they die do they realize they don't understand what love really is.”

" ...You get it" I looked at my brother, this non-marriage, free spirit. What could he possibly summarize about love

My brother shot me a glance: "I know more than you."

The slight sound from inside the coffin ceased, and the female ghost gradually materialized a silhouette. The man couldn't see her, as he wept and berated her for being so willful, willfully conceiving a life and willfully ending two.

The female ghost silently listened to his words, and finally leaned down, extending both hands toward the man.

The moment my fingers moved, I felt the urge to form a seal.

My brother stopped me, shaking his head. "It doesn't seem like he was trying to hurt him..."

The female ghost seemed to want to reach out and hug him, but as humans and ghosts are different paths, there could never be a full embrace again.

Her hand passed through the man's shoulder, and the man shuddered, jumping.

He seemed to feel something on him, and he trembled with fright, looking at us fearfully.

My brother stepped forward: "Little girl, if you have anything you want to ask, I'll translate for you. Let's go early, it's almost dawn."

The female ghost shook her head and floated into the vermilion lacquered coffin, she suddenly smiled.

The vengeful spirit laughed, a truly terrifying sound. My brother had already secretly pulled out his talisman.

"I want to ask him, does he dare to look at me one last time When I was naked, he didn't even dare to look. Now that I'm about to be buried, if he doesn't look... then I can only appear in his dreams…" the ghost said with a smile.

After he said that, there was a light knocking sound coming from inside the coffin again.

She's the one playing tricks. It's been so many days since it was stopped, resentment is filling this little coffin. It's still a vermilion lacquer coffin, I don't even know what kind of folk custom would use this thing to ward off evil spirits. Even if there really is such a method, there should be special precautions. Using it randomly is more likely to cause trouble, right

The female ghost suddenly looked at me and gave me a ghostly smile.

She's looking at me. Is she trying to plot against me

Not to mention a ghost who just died recently, even if ten or eight more came, I wouldn't be afraid.

"Thank you," she said to me. "My last wish is for him to see me again."

My brother frowned and asked, "What do you mean Are you going to open the coffin"

The female ghost's face twisted into a strange smile: "I want him to do it himself... As long as he looks at me one more time, I'll be satisfied..."

What's this request, he is truly a willful ghost.

The muffled sounds from inside the coffin made us uneasy. We couldn't afford to bury someone without proper precautions. It turned out the body had already begun to decompose. If we didn't handle this properly, something terrible would happen sooner or later, and it would be our fault.

"Get the tools," my brother shouted to the mine owner.

The mine owner immediately brought over two iron hammers. My brother threw one next to the man: "Get up and do it yourself! You were quick to take your pants off, but now you're scared, get up!"

That man trembled and stumbled before he managed to stand up. My brother and I, each wielding an iron hammer, pulled out the long nails holding the coffin boards together.

Actually, it was my brother who did it. That guy couldn't even hold an iron hammer.

When we opened the coffin lid, my brother wrinkled his nose to avoid the stench of decay. The man just stood there, dumbfounded.

He was shaking all over, I've never seen anyone shake like that before.

His tears, snot, and saliva were all flowing, he even lost control of his bladder, urine trickling down his leg.

My brother stood rigidly by the coffin, his expression heavier than ever before.

He took out two talismans for the dead and chanted near the coffin.

The yellow talisman was engulfed in flames, a wisp of blue smoke and a few strands of ash dissipating into the night.

A shrill, ghastly laugh pierced the air, sending shivers down my spine.

"Aha hahahahaha... I want him to see me with his own eyes... hahaha... I don't believe he'll ever be able to get hard again, or have children with other women... hahahaha..."

The laughter dissolved into the night wind along with my brother's incantation.

I felt the ghostly aura around me dissipate. I was inexplicably parched, swallowing hard and asking in a shaky voice, "Brother... what's wrong"

He was facing away from me, seemingly not hearing my question.

"Brother" I stepped forward two paces. Wasn't there just a decaying corpse in the coffin

Even if it's a small coffin, and the body is a little deformed because of being pried open, that's not so scary, right

The corpse in the morgue before was so disgusting, I didn't even vomit. What else haven't I seen

"Brother, why aren't you answering me" I said with a hint of reproach.

My brother turned his head to look at me, a strained smile playing on his lips: "It's nothing, Qiao. You shouldn't have come. It's disgusting. The stench of death is overwhelming."

The man standing opposite him had been terrified out of his wits. Suddenly, his face twitched, he foamed at the mouth, and muttered: "Dead... dead... even in death..."

Also Also what

His eyes rolled back, and he fainted completely.

The mine owner and his wife hesitated before walking over, taking a peek inside. They were so scared that they fainted.

In the entire yard, there was only me and my brother left.

He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

"Bro!" I was completely fed up now: "You quit smoking! You promised me!"

He took a bite of his cigarette, turned to me and grinned: "…Just one puff, let me play the part for a bit. It’s broadening my horizons, you see."

Just as I was about to step forward, he shouted in a harsh voice, "Say it again, don't come any closer!"

I was taken aback by his tone, what's wrong with him

"Then I won't go. You come here, you stand there. I feel so scared…" I forced my heartbeat down.

He snuffed out his cigarette, bent down to pick up the hammer, and prepared to nail the coffin lid shut again.

I tiptoed, trying to sneak a peek inside.

I had just caught a glimpse of it—

A sudden wave of coldness swept over me, and an icy hand gripped my nape.

Jiang Qiyun appeared before me, his chest blocking my view. That familiar danger and icy tone echoed above my head —

"...How much longer do you want me to wait, huh"

> trembled, afraid to speak.Dad looked a little exhausted. He wasn't looking well, with a slightly pale complexion and dark circles under his eyes. It must have been a tiring trip.Coming back and runni...