I woke up from my dream, covered in cold sweat. At this time, the sky outside was just dawn, and the light from the window could not see clearly what was happening in the room, but I had a feeling that the two snakes were really in the room.

Perhaps, he is still swaying at the head of the bed at this moment.

My second uncle lived next to me. He rushed in immediately when he heard the screams and asked me what was going on.

"Snake, snake, second uncle, there is a snake in the house!"

When the second uncle heard this, he hurriedly turned on the light.

The head of the bed was empty and nothing.

At this time, my father and mother rushed over, and the second uncle told them that it was okay, and this kid was just having a nightmare.

But when my mother saw that I was sweating profusely, she was afraid that I would catch a cold, so she put her clothes on me with heartache, hugged me, and asked me what dream I had.

The night when I dreamed of the female corpse, I only had an impression when I woke up, but this time I remembered it clearly, as if something had happened.

My mother asked, and I just said it all.

"White Snake sends a kiss!" After hearing this, my second uncle and my father said in unison, and then turned around and went out. My mother and I were afraid and anxious, so we followed them out.

When I got outside, my second uncle opened the door of the main hall, a cold wind poured in. My mother exclaimed: God! What a sin this is done!

After howling, my mother sat on the ground with tears in her eyes. I stood beside her, and my legs were so scared that I was weak.

I saw that the red coffin we buried the day before yesterday was parked horizontally in the yard, with two white snakes as thick as adult arms wrapped around it, twisting constantly, as if they were carrying the coffin here.

"Hiss!" Uncle Er took a breath and turned around and asked me, "Did you see clearly the day before yesterday that there were living corpses or dead corpses in the coffin?"

I said confidently, "It's a dead body."

When the second uncle heard this, he turned to the main hall and took out a bottle of realgar wine. He took two sips to enhance his courage, then took a sip, rushed to the yard and sprayed at the two white snakes.

As soon as the smell of realgar and wine dissipated, two big white snakes twisted their bodies, pushed up the entire coffin, pulled out and ran towards the gate.

Looking at the escaped snake, all I thought about was the dreams I had at night.

Could it be that the new wife is the female corpse in the coffin?

The second uncle chased him to the gate, but did not hurt the snake, but just spread all the realgar wine on the ground.

Seeing my second uncle driving the white snake away, my fear eased a little. I helped my mother to the sofa and went back to the yard to ask my second uncle what was going on, what is the white snake sending her off?

The second uncle and my father didn't say anything and opened the coffin directly.

The female corpse was still in the coffin. I don’t know if it was because of the light. I felt that her skin was whiter and tenderer than the previous two days. However, the compass that was supposed to be pressing on her hand was held in her hand at this time.

The coffin just opened, who moved the compass?

I had a hair on my back and turned around and wanted to run back to the house to hide in my mother's arms. But my father grabbed me and asked me to go into the coffin to turn the body over to see what was on her back.

He could not refute his words, so I had to bite the bullet, take off my shoes, and crawl into the coffin tremblingly. As soon as I entered, he and his second uncle turned their backs.

When I was turning the corpse, I had not used any force yet. With a gentle touch, the corpse went sideways, which scared me so much that I hit the wall of the coffin and didn't dare to move for a long time.

When the second uncle heard the noise, he turned his head slightly and said, "Xiao Chu, take off her clothes and take a closer look at what's on his back."

The clothes of the female corpse are ancient costumes, and they are wrapped around it, which is not easy to take off. Moreover, when you start to move, you will inevitably have physical contact. Every time I touch her, my heart will tremble, for fear that she will suddenly turn over and sit up.

When I was so scared that I was almost crying, I finally untied my necklace.

As soon as the clothes were pulled, the pleasant fragrance became much stronger, as if it was the corpse fragrance.

When I pulled the skirt to my waist, I saw a demonic red flower bud on the back of the female corpse.

The thing looks like it is not a tattoo, it seems to have grown from flesh, not yet bloomed, but it is lifelike.

"Uncle Second, there is a flower!" I let go of my hand and stayed away from the female corpse as much as possible.

My father seemed to have expected it, and gritted his teeth and said twice, "Sure enough, indeed!" Then he said: "Xiaochu, see if the flowers are blooming!"

"No, it's not open!"

While answering, I pulled the skirt of the female corpse up, but didn't even sort it out carefully. I hurriedly straightened her up and rolled and crawled out of the coffin.

"It's good if you don't open, there's still time if you don't open! Second brother, go and prepare. If they want to use the corpse to attack, we will sacrifice the corpse. In two years, let's see what they have."

When my father said he was offering sacrifices to the corpse, he was less hesitant and very firm.

Giving means respect and serving.

Many of the worship of ghosts and gods in rural areas are caused by fear.

The only way to offend something that cannot be feared is to respect it and serve it.

Moreover, after a long period of worship, it will be recognized and protected.

My father wants to sacrifice to the female corpse, which means that our family can't afford to offend it. At the same time, he also wants to obtain the protection of the female corpse through offerings and fight back against those who want to harm us.

However, even if the female corpse can really show its power, will it protect our family in just two years?

When the second uncle heard this, he disagreed and said that he had bad luck in offering corpses. I am still young and have a great influence. It is better to burn it up and force the person behind him to show up.

The two argued for more than ten minutes, but in the end, the second uncle compromised because of the flower behind the female corpse. Although my father didn't say what it was, when he mentioned it, the second uncle was not confident enough.

That thing seems to have a background.

But no matter what you offer, in addition to being awe, someone will also need to serve you.

After discussion, my father decided to give the female corpse to my room, and I was responsible for daily incense and offering sacrifices.

I was scared to tears at that time, but crying could not stop the adults' decision. At noon, the red coffin entered my room, and my father forced me to burn incense.

For several days later, I was so scared that I couldn't sleep until my body couldn't bear it anymore that I slept for a few hours.

Later, my mother bought a piece of floral cloth to cover it on the coffin and stopped having nightmares at night, so my sleep slowly returned to normal.

But since I gave birth to the corpse, I was depressed and talked less. Later I realized that I might have been scared out of depression.

Moreover, the bad luck that the second uncle said began to come true seven days later. First, the livestock at home died one after another, the newly bought pigs and chicks could not be raised, and the crops in the fields also caused plague and the particles were not harvested.

In order to make a living, my father had to work outside, but when I started school, the boss ran away and didn't get a penny of his salary.

Seeing that I couldn't even pay the tuition, my second uncle opened his mouth to borrow 800 yuan from Uncle Zhao, paid the tuition for me, bought an old bicycle, and rode me home to burn incense to the female corpse every day.

In less than half a year, our family was so poor that they couldn't even eat rice. It was a bit good, and it was used to worship the female corpse. I was so hungry that I often burst into tears.

During that time, due to malnutrition, I was dark and thin. In addition, I couldn’t go to morning and evening self-study, and my academic performance plummeted. The teachers disliked me, and my classmates called me a little beggar behind my back and didn’t want to play with me.

This made me feel more and more inferior, and I kept my head down when I walked, for fear that someone would stare at me. Until my 14th birthday, my long-depressed emotions finally broke out.

Children in rural areas celebrate their birthdays, unlike now where there are cakes and gifts, but at least there will be a few boiled eggs.

But the chicken coop at home has been cold for a year, not to mention the eggs, the feathers are blown away by the wind. Fortunately, my second uncle went up the mountain to take it all night, touched three pheasant eggs and asked my mother to cook them for me.

I didn't stick to the oil for half a year. I looked at the rolling eggs in the pot, my eyes were emitting green light, and I sat in front of the stove and guarded me pitifully.

I kept guarding until it was about to be cooked. As a result, my father came back from work outside and saw an egg in the pot. He didn't say anything and snatched it into a bowl and asked me to take it to the female corpse.

My eyes suddenly turned red, but at that time, my depression was already very serious. I gritted my teeth and didn't cry. I heard that he took the egg to sacrifice to the female corpse.

That night, after my father and the others fell asleep, I climbed up and ate the eggs on the altar. After eating, I carried the quilt to the coffin and lit it with a fire.

Seeing the red coffin burning in the fire, I stood at the door and cried loudly. At that time, I could not tell whether I was crying or yelling.

My father looked at the burning fire, his eyes were as red as a bull. He rushed over and slapped me in the face. If my mother hadn't protected me, he would have beaten me to death.

After venting my emotions, I slowly calmed down, and I felt a little scared. If this thing that I can't afford to offend, the whole family would suffer.

But strangely, after the fire was put out, the quilt and bed were burned to ashes, but the red coffin was unscathed, and the patent leather was still shiny.

Seeing that the coffin was fine, my father and second uncle were relieved and didn't beat me up. They just didn't sleep all night, muttering that they didn't know what to discuss.

As soon as it dawned, my father packed up his greetings and said he wanted to go to the city to work, and then left.

I hated him and didn't even go to send him off.

Since my father left, I didn't dare to sleep for several nights. I had red eyes and guarded my mother with my grandfather's copper coin sword, for fear that the female corpse would crawl out of the coffin and take revenge.

However, things did not develop as I thought. After that fire, the situation in our family began to improve.

First, my father sent money back from outside, and then the family could raise livestock, and sold it a lot of money in a year. The second uncle also tinkered with the boxes left by his grandfather and started working as a Feng Shui master. On weekends, he would take me with him.

When I was in the third year of junior high school, my family's life became prosperous again. Not only did I renovate the old house, my second uncle also built a two-story building next to me and bought a motorcycle to pick me up and drop me off.

Life is getting better and nutrition keeps up. I also start to grow taller, turn whiter, and my personality gradually recovers a little. I will also play with my classmates at school.

But my hatred for the female corpse has not decreased at all, and nothing happened after burning it once, so I became a little unscrupulous. Sometimes when I offered chicken legs to her, I would secretly chew on them and lick them with my tongue.

I thought about letting her eat my saliva, and I felt a sense of revenge.
Chapter completed!