I was frightened and cried by my third uncle. I have been holding this copper coin sword tightly when I was sleeping these two days. When my grandfather was away, he was my only support, but when facing this third uncle who was like a woman, the copper coin sword seemed to have failed and remained motionless in my hands.

"Uncle San, don't scare me, I'm Baqian!" I said to Uncle San crying.

Uncle San was still looking at me with his charming eyes and repeated to me: "Have you seen my comb?"

Comb! Comb!

Yes, he is here to ask me for a comb now!

I forced myself to stabilize my mind in panic, and then I took out the comb I had hidden during the day under my pillow and threw it to him. I hugged my head and almost begged: "I'll give it to you! I'll give it to you again, you go! Go quickly!"

I hugged my head and didn't dare to raise my head. I buried my head deeply between my knees. I don't know how long I looked up. The third uncle who was standing in front of me was gone. I quickly stood up and closed the door of the room and held the stool. After that, I didn't dare to turn off the lights, so I pushed the door behind me and gasped in big breath.

"Grandpa, when will you come back?" I murmured in my heart.

After a while, the calm outside and the light in the room made me gradually less afraid.

I even wondered what Uncle San was doing now.

Did he sit in front of the dressing table and comb his hair in front of the mirror like he did last night?

Although I was curious, I didn't dare to walk out of the house to see it.

I really can't figure out why the third uncle, who is very manly in daily life, suddenly became a woman.

The most important thing is, why did the copper coin sword in my hand lose its effectiveness?

I couldn't sleep all night, and the next morning, Uncle San's friend brought breakfast over. Uncle San walked out of the room yawning. I looked at Uncle San from afar and found that except for his neat hair, he was just like a normal person. After breakfast, they set up the table and continued to play cards boredly. At this time, I felt in a mess and kept thinking in my heart that Grandpa, Grandpa, come back soon, eight thousand people can't bear it at home.

While dozing off, I watched Uncle San play cards with his friends. I hoped that my grandfather could quickly deal with the matter of the imperial concubine's grave to treat the problem of the third uncle's disease that became a woman at night, but my grandfather still didn't come back until the evening. I was so scared that I was so scared of the upcoming night.

No matter how scared I was, I couldn't stand the sleepiness after not sleeping all day and night. I made up my mind and thought that Uncle San was actually just combing his hair by himself. As long as I didn't provoke him, he wouldn't even leave the house. I simply lost my eyes and didn't do anything to hide his comb. Just sleep on my own. After thinking about this, I closed the door and walked on the bed. The strong sleepiness made me close my eyes and fall asleep directly.

I felt like I had a dream not long after I fell asleep. It was already late at night in the dream. I walked out of the yard and stood outside my Uncle San’s room. Through the window of Uncle San’s window, I saw that Uncle San was still sitting in front of the dressing table with red shorts as before. I knew this was in the dream, so I was not so scared. I just looked at him quietly. At this moment, Uncle San looked back at me like a woman and said, “Do I look good?”

"It looks good, it looks good, you are so beautiful!" I said.

Uncle San smiled. He reached out to tear his hair and grabbed his face. After a while, he caught blood grooves on his head and face. At this moment, Uncle San was so hideous and terrifying, but his face still had a confident and elegant smile. He opened his mouth and said to me, "Do I still look good now?"

I screamed in fear, and then I sat up from the bed. I touched my forehead and found that it was covered in cold sweat.

Dream!

It's a dream!

I patted my chest and comforted myself.

I looked at the yard. The yard was quiet. The lights in Uncle San’s room shone through Uncle San’s window in the yard. This ball of light not only did not make me feel relaxed, but instead made me more nervous, so nervous that I was suffocated.

"Ignore him, I will be clean!" I warned myself like this, and then lay on the bed.

"Dong, dun, dun."

Just as I was about to relax myself and let myself fall asleep again, the quiet yard suddenly sounded knocking. This made me, who had just relaxed, tense up again. I thought it was my auditory hallucination, so I pricked my ears, and once again heard the knocking sound of the yard.

Very light and rhythmic.

Three dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong dong

This is not knocking on my door, but the location where I listen to the sound is coming from the direction of the gate in the yard.

It's such a big night, who would knock on my door?

My intuition tells me that I can’t go, absolutely not go, and I will definitely encounter ghosts when I open the door.

But just as I was about to wrap my quilt tightly and crawl into the quilt, I heard a hazy and vague sound outside the door, as if calling: Baqian?

"Who!" I was so scared that I was angry instead!

Fuck his grandma, what is going on? Why have all the bulls, ghosts, gods and snakes from all walks of life been here in the past two days since Uncle San returned?! I really think that Lin Baqian is a mud?

At this time, another voice sounded outside the yard:

Eight thousand?

Through the yard and through the door, I might not hear the first sound, but I understood the second sound, and I felt that it seemed to be my grandfather's voice.

I opened the door, stretched out my head and asked softly to the outside of the yard, "Is it grandpa?"

At this moment, another sound came from outside the yard: Eight thousand.

This time I heard it clearly. It was definitely my grandfather's voice, it was my grandfather calling me. I originally wanted to open the door to welcome my grandfather back as soon as I walked out of the room, but I suddenly realized that how could my grandfather come back at this time? Could it be that the ghost imitated my grandfather's voice deliberately seduced me to open the door? I asked him if he was my grandfather, why didn't he answer me?

"Is it grandpa?" I asked again.

This time, no sound came back outside the yard.

The surroundings fell into death.

I was in hesitation and struggle.

Should I open the door?

Is it a ghost or a grandfather outside the door?

In the end, I decided to open the door because I was afraid that if it was really grandpa outside the door, he encountered some danger outside the door, I couldn't leave grandpa alone outside the door. I held the copper coin sword in my left hand and a wooden stick in my right hand tiptoed towards the door. When I walked past my third uncle's room, I subconsciously looked inside. Unexpectedly, Uncle San was still sitting in front of the dressing table with his hair combed, still in the same sitting position, still in the red shorts, and still in the charming movement.

Uncle San couldn't count on him anymore. He must be unable to protect himself at this time. I turned around and continued to walk towards the gate. When I walked to the gate, I pressed my ear against the gate, but there was no sound outside quietly.

I put down the stick and gritted my teeth and suddenly opened the door.

As soon as I opened the door, a furry thing hit my face. I subconsciously grabbed this thing and threw it forward and retreated!

I took two steps back and looked forward, and saw a black thing hanging on the beam of my house. This thing was the furry thing that hit my face just now. I looked out the door and found that the outside of the door was empty and silent, with nothing.

I am not a grandfather or a ghost. Could it be that what I called me just now was this furry thing? Because of the recent yellow fairy, I generally think that this thing is a yellow skin. But after looking at it for a while, I felt that this thing was bigger than the yellow skin, and it seemed to be hanging on the beam of our door. I endured my fear and took out a flashlight and opened it and shone it in front of it.

After just one look, my hair stood upright!

This is a black cat!

Its face was filled with a smile that looked like the one on Uncle Third’s face!

Looks like a person with a strange smile!

There was a red rope tied around its neck, and the other end of the red rope was tied to the door beam of my house. From my perspective, the cat seemed to be hanging from my door!

Could it be that the cat who called me outside the door just now was this hanging cat?!

This strange scene made my brain fall into a blank state. I was sitting on the ground and watching the black cat with a humanoid smile on my face.

What is the situation?

It was the cat who hanged it on my door.

Or is it the dead raccoon cat that someone deliberately hung on the door?

What does this mean?!

I feel like I'm going crazy! I know my family will definitely not be peaceful recently, but this is completely different from what I imagined to be haunted! It's not that the ghost came out to strangle me to death, but it's like a person hiding behind me has been playing pranks with me!

At this moment, a flashlight came from outside the gate, and there was also a person's footsteps coming from far to near.

"Who! Who is the damn outside?" I was completely frightened and cursed angrily at the footsteps outside, even using the third uncle's tone because I was so depressed!

"Baqian? What are you doing?" After I finished speaking, the flashlight swept across my face, and my uncle's voice came from the other side.
Chapter completed!