Chapter 9: Killing Intent

Inside the ancestral hall, there are only memorial tablets; apart from this, there are just the two of us and Grandfather San in the coffin. I thought that someone had come to pay respects to Grandfather San so late, and I replied, "Who is it?"

In the ancestral hall, there is a chicken coop, which housed the chickens raised by my great-grandfather during his lifetime. I ran over, opened the door of the coop, and frantically searched for the colorful roosters.

I glanced back at Lin Miaoke, who was tidying her clothes, and said, "Aunt, I will explain to you later."

I rushed all the way to Lin Xiaoyao's house, knocking frantically on the door. The one who opened it for me was Wu Miaoke. What caught my eye was her two partially exposed breasts.

At this moment, my second uncle stood up. He slowly walked towards the coffin. I couldn't discern the situation, but I knew that approaching the coffin at this time was definitely unwise. It could be said that if it weren't for the presence of my second uncle and me, I would have already fled in panic.

Then I saw a hand covered in white hair climbing up the edge of the coffin

That hand quickly withdrew, but my second uncle did not stop; he reached his hand into the crack I had just opened. Regardless of the blood from the chicken dripping in, white smoke continuously emerged from the coffin, accompanied by intense screams.

"You hurry up and catch it, why say anything else, no need to greet anyone," Lin Xiaoyao urged me from behind, giving me a push.

"Third Uncle, if you have any instructions, please let me know," I said, bowing my head.

"Second Uncle, what are you doing!" I called out.

However, at that moment, my second uncle suddenly leaped up and stood on the coffin lid, shouting at me: "Go catch a multicolored rooster! Hurry! It must have feathers of various colors!"

As soon as I heard the voice, I followed the moonlight and saw a graceful figure. At this time, the woman still calling me, still addressing me as "Xiao Fan Ge," could only be Lin Xiao Yao.

"Go quickly, Xiaofan," she said to me

He made a shushing gesture towards me and slowly approached the coffin

However, he has never referred to me as "Dad"; he only substitutes it with "your grandpa".

This sound is extremely ethereal, reminiscent of the ghostly voices found in horror films, which instantly sent chills down my spine and made me break out in a cold sweat

However, no one answered me

About an hour has passed, and it is now two o'clock in the morning. I am not particularly tired, so I said to my second uncle, "Uncle, why don't you take a nap for a while?"

"Hmm, close the coffin lid and remember, we must not let anyone see what is inside again," said my second uncle, wiping the sweat from his face

With a hissing sound, a hand emerged, and upon touching the crimson blood, a plume of white smoke rose, resembling the sound of boiling water scalding.

I was so anxious that I was almost in tears. At that moment, a female voice suddenly asked me beside me: "Xiao Fan, what are you looking for?"

It is as if a person has released a long series of flatulence

"Uncle Er, the colorful rooster has arrived!" I exclaimed

He was initially standing on top. However, at this moment, he is surprisingly doing a handstand on the coffin lid

White, still as white as snow

I suddenly recalled the time spent together by the pond that night

I sensed something unusual about my second uncle; he was holding another broken chopstick in his hand and began to walk towards the door

Just as I was about to nod, I caught a glimmer in my second uncle's eyes, which made me shiver once again. This glimmer had appeared once before when my third grandfather spoke of legitimate and illegitimate offspring; I sensed it was a murderous intent

"Second Uncle! Come out!" When I saw that hand, I almost wet myself

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly heard someone call out: Xiaofan

However, there are black ones and white ones. It is just that there are no colorful ones

My heart has risen to my throat, and most of the fear in my heart has been transferred to my concern for my second uncle

I looked at my second uncle, who also had a serious expression on his face

Because I recognized it, this is the voice of my great-uncle. And the source of the voice is actually from the coffin in front of me

At that moment, someone called out: "Xiao Fan..."

At this moment, I couldn't care less about so much; my second uncle should not be an unreliable person. I took out a crowbar from the corner, www.hetushu.com, and pried open the still-shaking coffin lid.

I admit that I was truly terrified at that moment! My mind was almost completely blank

All of this took a full five minutes to settle down

"Little demon, quickly tell me, where can I find a rooster, a colorful rooster?" I ran over and shook her shoulder as I spoke

I followed his gaze and saw Lin Xiaoyao standing at the door, biting her own finger to keep herself from making any sound

I shouted loudly, "Who! Stop messing around!"

"Push it open!" my second uncle said to me

Can it be done? I suddenly feel that my second uncle is very unfamiliar to me. Perhaps this is the real second uncle, but his actions leave me very uncertain. What if he cannot do it?

Upon encountering such a situation, my first reaction was to immediately take a handful of paper money and throw it into the fire pit. I then quickly knelt down, bowed my head, and called out to the coffin: "Third Grandfather! Please do not scare me!"

I caught a colorful rooster in the chicken coop, and without even bothering to greet them, I rushed back to the ancestral hall in a frenzy. Upon arriving at the ancestral hall, I saw my second uncle, who was oddly positioned on the coffin board.

"Aunt, I want to catch a colorful rooster!" I said eagerly

I do not understand this, but I feel that if ghosts truly exist, there must be rules governing the two realms of yin and yang; otherwise, this world would be in chaos. Your grandfather did not go to mhetushucom.com to be reincarnated, which must be due to something he cannot let go of, namely you. Perhaps he is worried about your marriage; once you get married, this matter might just disappear. "Uncle Er rarely made a joke with me.

I am not a cowardly person, but when faced with such matters, it is impossible not to be afraid. If anyone dares to tell me that there are no ghosts in this world, I will not hesitate to slap them hard

Uncle Er held two chicken legs in one hand and pulled the chicken's head with the other, approaching the coffin, letting the still dripping blood fall onto that hand covered in white feathers

I did not pay attention to this; regarding the joke made by my second uncle, I merely said: "I would rather believe that he had hidden savings. Therefore, even after his passing, he remains concerned."

Hurry up, if he comes out on his own, we won't be able to control him! Uncle Er also had sweat on his face

Quick, take me there! I pulled her along and rushed towards Lin Sanshui's house. At that moment, I had only one thought: I must not let my second uncle get into trouble

This is undoubtedly courting death, akin to releasing a tiger back into the mountains. After I pried open a small gap, I immediately stepped back with the crowbar in hand, closely watching the coffin.

In an instant, my hair stood on end. Although this ancestral hall is filled with the ancestors of the Lin family, this does not alleviate my fear

After that, we had nothing more to say. However, I am already very satisfied with just these few words, because I feel that as long as we continue this kind of communication, my relationship with my second uncle will become increasingly harmonious. It is not that I cannot stand his silence; it is simply that when a family lives under the same roof, who does not wish to get along well?

He performed a somersault in the air and landed on the ground, taking the rooster from my hands. At that moment, the coffin lid was shaking as if it would be broken through in the next instant

"What should I open?" I asked

Just as the second uncle approached the coffin, the coffin placed on a long table suddenly began to shake violently, and a crackling sound emerged from within.

At this moment, Second Uncle approached the altar in front of the coffin, which was filled with offerings for Grandfather San, along with a pair of chopsticks. He broke one of the chopsticks and, with remarkable skill, pierced the neck of the rooster in his hand with it. His grip was strong and powerful, and although the colorful rooster in his hand struggled wildly, it could not move an inch.

Roosters, where can one find roosters? In the mountains, this thing is the least lacking.

"Coffin board!" he said

"I have one at home. Why are you looking for a colorful rooster?" she asked me in a loud voice

Uncle, run quickly! I witnessed this situation, and if it were in a horror film from Hong Kong or Taiwan, I would expect that in the next moment, a zombie-like Grandfather San would burst out of the coffin.

At this moment, I couldn't care less about anything else; right now, someone is asking me to bring back a bowl of hot excrement. As long as it can restrain the demons, I can produce a lump on the spot. I immediately rushed out of the shrine

Is everything alright? I asked

But at this moment, besides giving a fierce glance, what else can I do