Sky coffin

"Who's crying?"

I looked around, but there was nothing unusual.

Third uncle said I was too nervous and asked me to relax.

Could it be that I am really too nervous?

"Woooooooo..."

The crying sounded again, and she cried in her heart, feeling extremely sad.

What I heard this time was extremely real, there was no way I was hallucinating!

And this voice came from behind me!

At this moment, I'm not the only one hearing it, everyone is hearing it.

The cries in the middle of the night made everyone a little scared. The coffin bearer's calves were trembling and he looked frightened.

The surrounding grass began to move, and there was a rustling sound, as if something was trying to come out of the darkness.

I glanced at Mr. Pan in front of the coffin, and saw that his face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

The crying became louder and more miserable.

There were men and women, old and young, who were crying. The scalps of those who listened were numb and the hairs on their hair stood on end!

The third uncle shouted, don't panic, Mr. Pan is here.

The grass slowly opened up, and a round thing poked out.

What it is!

Head!

The next moment, ghost figures came from all directions towards the funeral procession, following the procession and marching with us.

The scene in front of us is extremely horrifying. Dark figures surround us. Countless pale faces appear in front of you one after another. Their eyes are dark and there are no whites. They just follow you quietly and stare. you.

When Mr. Pan saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly screamed in extreme panic, and his whole body began to tremble violently. He stammered and shouted: "A hundred ghosts cry in mourning! The living people avoid it! If you stop, you will die! Keep moving forward!”

As soon as the words fell, all the figures hugged their heads and cried. They covered their faces with their hands and shrugged violently.

They choked in low voices, which contained infinite sorrow. As time passed, their cries became more high-pitched and shrill, and recently they turned into roars.

I was so frightened that my legs were shaking like chaff.

Not just me, but others too.

Mr. Pan’s roar rang in everyone’s ears.

"Don't be in a daze! Keep moving forward, don't look back! Otherwise we will all die here!"

If they want to survive, they can only listen to Mr. Pan's words. The coffin bearers speed up and walk towards the cemetery.

The crying in my ears kept coming, following me all the way.

Everyone wants to get out of here as soon as possible. Although they are afraid, their footsteps are getting faster and faster.

At this time, I suddenly thought of Xu Tianxuan.

I remembered what she said to me before the funeral.

Could it be that Xu Tianxuan already knew that these things would happen?

The crying gradually became quieter. This was undoubtedly the calm before the storm. There was a greater crisis brewing.

"Old man! You died so miserably!"

Third uncle, second uncle, the three of us trembled in unison.

I know this voice all too well, it’s grandma!

"Old man, it's lonely and cold down there. Don't you like Xiao Su the most? Then let's take him away with us!"

Sure enough, Xu Tianxuan was right, this funeral will definitely be extremely dangerous!

What to do now?

The funeral procession was still moving towards the cemetery, with no intention of stopping.

Everyone was immersed in moving forward. My second uncle suddenly put his hand on my shoulder. I looked at my second uncle in confusion and asked, "Second uncle, why are you patting me?"

The second uncle was stunned and spread his hands. Where did I take a picture of you?

It’s not my second uncle’s hand!

I turned my head suddenly, and a pale face came into my eyes, with pale cheeks, wrinkled skin, and wrinkles at the corners of the mouth.

It's grandma!