C4

Samit's actions shocked me. I asked him what was wrong. Why are you so flustered?

He said, there's no time to explain, hurry up and come with me, go to your Second Uncle's House!

Without waiting for an explanation, he ran away, and I followed him.

When we reached the side of the road, he started the car and drove me into Second Uncle's House.

They drove faster, and after just two hours, they had already returned to Baroda.

Before we even entered the house, we heard a loud noise coming from inside. I think that the Second Uncle must have started a ruckus again.

However, Samit was not afraid at all. He directly kicked the door open and easily walked to the second floor.

I followed him to the living room on the second floor, where the sight sent chills down my spine and made my legs shiver like cotton.

Second Uncle held the cage tightly with both of his hands, his eyes bulging out, and a woman's voice came from his mouth. Since it was in Hindi, I didn't know what he was talking about.

However, a grown man being able to utter such a sharp and quivering female voice, regardless of whether he could understand it or not, was enough to make one's hair stand on end.

The poor Indian Second Aunt sat on the sofa, looking at the Second Uncle, silently sobbing.

I think she might have gotten used to the scene, and that was why she became so calm, or what else could a woman with a weak hand do?

Samit quickly arrived in front of the cage and grabbed onto Second Uncle's hair. With his other hand, he fished around his body for something, while calling for me to come and help him.

After being grabbed, his reaction became even more intense, his two hands grabbed onto Samit's hand, trying to struggle free.

Samit shouted at me. Hurry and burn him with a candle!

When she had finished, she ran back to the bedroom, took a lighted candle, and handed it to me, trembling.

I … I saw that Samit's hand was already covered in streaks of blood, he was tightly grabbing onto Second Uncle's hair, Second Uncle did not show any signs of weakness, and continued to frantically scratch at his hand.

Seeing this, without any hesitation, I pierced the incense in Second Uncle's hands.

Initially, he thought that the Second Uncle was afraid of being burned by the heat and would immediately withdraw his hand. But unexpectedly, when the incense stick stabbed into the back of his hand, he didn't seem to feel anything and continued to scratch.

I was scared silly. How could this be? Anyone who was alive would avoid pain subconsciously. This was a normal reaction, could it be that Second Uncle … Dead?

Thinking of this, my entire body quivered. I couldn't help but take two steps back as I stood there foolishly in a daze.

Samit shouted, F * * k! Come and help! Tie this red thread around his neck.

After saying that, he handed over a red rope with his other hand. I didn't dare to delay and immediately went to the back of the cage and reached into the cage from the back. Just like wrapping a dead dog, I ruthlessly strangled Second Uncle's neck and pulled him backwards.

Second Uncle was like a frightened wild horse. He suddenly let go of his hands and placed them on his neck to break the rope.

I thought, since the Second Uncle is already dead, I might as well kill him again. Thinking of this, I increased my pulling on the rope.

Second Uncle was forced to the ground by me, both his eyes rolling up and down, his tongue sticking out.

Seeing that, Samit immediately ran over and snatched the rope from my hand, and berated me loudly, "Brat, what are you doing?!" Do you want to strangle your Second Uncle to death?

What? What did he mean? My Second Uncle didn't die? If he wasn't dead, why wasn't he afraid of the heat?

But when he thought about how he had rolled his eyes just now, this was the reaction a normal person should have! Thinking about this, I had a burst of lingering fear in my heart. If it wasn't for Samit stopping me just now, maybe Second Uncle really would have been strangled to death by me.

After Samit received the red rope, like he was performing an acrobatic performance, he quickly tied Second Uncle's hands and feet to the bars of the cage.

Ever since the Second Uncle was tied up by the red rope, he seemed to have become more obedient. He stopped struggling and cursed no longer.

Looking at Second Uncle's expression, I felt unspeakable pain in my heart. What kind of sin did he have, why did he become like this?

I asked my aunt, what was Second Uncle saying when we first entered?

The same words. Give me back my child, give me back my child.

Return my child? What did the Second Uncle do? Did he really provoke something unclean?

I don't know why, but I suddenly remembered a room on the third floor. There was a kid with a face covered in blood, holding something in his mouth, and a bunch of bottles and jars filled with baby specimens!

Could the Second Uncle be related to this? At this thought, I no longer had the time to be afraid. I had to make this matter clear.

Thus, I dashed to the third floor, found the room, and pushed open the door.

However, what I saw afterwards placed me in a difficult situation.

There was a shrine against the wall. There were bottles and jars on it, but they were all empty. Apart from the liquid, there was nothing else, not even the little boy whose face was covered in blood.

At this time, my aunt chased me to the third floor and pulled me out in panic. She said to me unhappily, this is your Second Uncle's private space, he seems to have instructed you not to come up without his permission, why are you not keeping your promise?

Look at how my Second Uncle has been reduced to such a state. Are we going to just let him wait for his death like that?

She only said that she would leave everything to Samit. He had his ways.

Since she said so, I had nothing to say. I followed her down the stairs, but I couldn't let that go.

Why did I see the dead baby in the bottle before? Why is it gone now? And where did that little boy with blood all over his face go?

Back in the second floor's living room, Samit had already sat down to rest, panting heavily.

I asked him, what's wrong with the Second Uncle? Is everything all right?

Samit shook his head, saying that he still could not confirm anything. Like this, he would think of another way after spending the night at Second Uncle's House.

I didn't know what to do, so I listened to him.

Samit then asked his sister-in-law about the recent events in the Second Uncle. Even after hearing it all, his brows were still knitted tightly.

I think he must have known something, just didn't want to say it.

Samit told me that after you finish settling the matters with the Second Uncle, go back home. Don't come back when you have nothing else to do in the future, this isn't a place for you.

I didn't refute Samit's words, and didn't ask why. I thought, even if he didn't say it, I wouldn't have come here anymore. This place is simply too strange.

At night, Samit told me to sleep in the Second Uncle's bedroom. My wife went to sleep on the first floor.

How could I dare to sleep by myself? I was afraid even in the daytime, let alone at night! Under my constant request, Samit finally agreed to let me make a bed with him.

After the lights went out at night, we lay down on the bunk and chatted without a word.

At this moment, his phone rang. It was a video call invitation. After the call connected, a very beautiful Indian girl appeared on the screen.

Samit said a few simple words to her before hanging up.

I asked him, Who is this girl? Beautiful.

He said only two words, "Daughter."

Samit was a very inflexible person, he didn't have a smile on his face, plus my English was limited, so the two of us didn't chat much, and very quickly, I heard Samit snoring from the side.

I think his heart is so big that he can sleep so fast even after something so bizarre has happened.

As the iron cage was very close to me, I tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

So I looked up from time to time and looked at the cage.

It was really strange, since the Second Uncle was tied up by a red rope, he had not moved an inch.

Not long after, I also fell asleep in a daze.

After sleeping for an unknown period of time, he felt a gust of wind blow past him, and the air grew colder and colder.

Faintly opening my eyes, as I was lying on the ground, all I could see was the ground.

I could see clearly that there were two feet in front of me, no more than twenty centimeters away.

Looking up along these feet, there is a woman in red, looking down at me with a pair of dead fish eyes!