C15

Name:Skin Painter Author:Fu Yao
The scene in front of me reminded me of when we were kids. We took advantage of the darkness of night to hide in a dark corner and shouted each other's names as we passed by. It wasn't until we scared the other into fleeing that we slowly walked out laughing.

However, I can be sure that no one is bored enough to hide in a funeral home at this time of the year to play such a boring game.

Even though I turned my head away in the end, my heart was already in the air. Even I could hear the crisp sound of my teeth chattering.

This extremely short period of time is extremely difficult to bear. I hope to see someone, but I also really do not wish to see someone.

I hastily took a glance at it and saw that there was no one there. I rubbed my eyes and felt relieved, not thinking that I had misheard, so I turned around and ran towards the hall where grandfather and the others were. Although there was an equally terrifying corpse there, no matter what, there were three living beings there.

However, when I entered the hall, I saw my grandfather's back was hunched over as he continuously sized up the ice coffin's head. His brows were locked into a "chuan" shape, and his expression was terrifyingly serious.

As for Xiuqin, she was still crying with her head down. Somehow, hearing her crying at this moment actually made me feel irritable.

However, the moment I got close to him, I jumped in fright. I felt my legs go weak, and I almost fell to the ground.

There were a few handprints on the transparent lid of the ice coffin. They were white, like powder, with five fingers wide open. The strong visual impact made people feel as if someone was about to come out.

But that's not what really frightens me.

He saw his grandfather frowning and kept using his hands to touch the coffin lid. The friction between his rough palm and the coffin made waves of sharp creaking sounds, which were especially ear-piercing.

But the strange thing was, even though Grandfather wiped it back and forth many times, the white handprint didn't show any signs of blurring. It still appeared in front of our eyes.

If that was the case, then there was only one possibility … This palm was imprinted inside!

I took a deep breath and summoned up the courage to glance at the head of the body. The wooden face was still as still as a statue, lying there motionless, showing no signs of abnormality.

I heaved a sigh of relief and extended my hand like my grandfather to touch the coffin. The outside of the coffin was extremely smooth and didn't have the slightest feeling of being cut off. It seemed that my guess was correct.

I whispered to my grandfather, "Could it have been left behind before the lid was placed on?"

Because that was the only way this matter could make sense. The corpse was already as dead as it could be, and he absolutely could not move it.

He took the wooden chest that I was carrying, and said to Xiuqin with a worried expression: "Boss, this old man is powerless on this matter. You all better take care of yourselves, remember to immediately cremate it at dawn tomorrow."

Xiuqin was still crying softly, she did not raise her head, nor did she respond. Instead, the man waved her hand impatiently, which made me angry, if not for thinking about how she would leave, I would really want to fight him.

As I followed my grandfather, he sighed and walked with heavy steps out of the main hall. Every step seemed like he had expended a great deal of effort, and his worried expression and heavy heart made me feel sad. So, I chased after him and hooked my arm around his arm.

"Sigh, they're missing. Grandpa is incompetent. I saw a disaster happen, but he was powerless." Grandpa's low voice made me feel sad, but I just couldn't figure it out. I thought, what kind of disaster could this be, and a person just died?

Thinking about this, I asked my grandfather, "What kind of disaster can this be? It looks very peaceful."

However, as though the truth was deliberately meant to slap my face, I saw that as soon as my grandfather opened his mouth, before I could say anything, a sharp laughter came from behind me. It was extremely strange. It was the voice of a woman.

I immediately felt my heart sink as I looked behind me with my grandfather. Xiuqin had already stood up and lowered her head, her long hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall, tightly covering her face. However, her shoulders continuously trembled.

"Sh * t!" I cursed under my breath and felt a chill run down my spine. After reaching my brain, I couldn't help but shiver, thinking to myself, so what if this Xiuqin?

However, my grandfather was different from me. He only said "Crap" in a low voice before he ran back without hesitation.

Just that, his grandfather was old after all, and no matter how urgent his speed was, it was still not fast. Xiuqin, who had not even ran a few steps, suddenly raised her head, and stared straight at her grandfather.

When I saw her eyes, I could no longer suppress the shock in my heart. I screamed out "Mother!" and hid behind my grandfather without saying anything else. I didn't dare to look straight at her.

What kind of eyes were those? They were so big that they looked like they were about to tear open the eye sockets, revealing the whites of their bloodshot eyes. Their pupils were contracted to the extreme. At first glance, their eyes looked eerily white without any trace of life.

At the same time, she tilted her mouth and laughed. She suddenly raised her hand and bellowed, "Don't come near me. If you come again, don't blame me for being impolite."

Hearing that, his grandfather immediately stopped and asked, "Who are you? What do you want? "

"What do I want? Haha, what do I want to do? " Xiuqin roared with a sinister look on her face, she suddenly turned around and grabbed onto the neck of the man who came over fearfully, her petite body violently trembled, and from time to time, a sentence would come out: "I want them dead!"

Looking at Xiuqin who suddenly looked like a different person, I couldn't believe my eyes. How did she become like this in the blink of an eye?

However, when I saw the 1.8m tall man being pinched to the point where his eyes turned white and his tongue almost came out of his mouth, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I wanted to call you a defeated grandson …

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and save him." Just as I was laughing, my grandfather suddenly interrupted me and gave me a hard pat.

Only then did I come back to my senses and quickly ran over.

At this time, Xiuqin was no longer paying attention to me. As soon as I went in, I wanted to pry open Xiuqin's hands, but what I never thought of was that, although the little girl Xiuqin looked weak and calm, her strength was unusually strong. Her hands were like iron hoops firmly clamping on the man's neck, and her face was filled with a strange smile.

I unconsciously shivered, but after thinking about how life was at stake, I clenched my teeth and pulled on Xiuqin's hands tightly.

"Go away", maybe Xiuqin was the most annoyed me in the end, but suddenly, I grabbed onto the man and flung him hard, the force was extremely strong, I felt as if I was hit by a car, before I could even react, I was flipped far away on the ground.

Ignoring the soreness and pain in my entire body, I got up and was about to throw myself at him again, but when I turned to look, I saw that my grandfather had squatted down at an unknown time and quickly opened the broken wooden chest. After rummaging around for a while, he took out something from inside.

"Grandpa, be careful!" Seeing that after grandfather took out the Wolf's Hair, he ran towards Xiuqin, I was worried for his safety and followed him without hesitation.

"Don't worry about me. Save him first, or else it'll be too late!" Grandfather turned his face to look at me and shouted in a panic.

Hearing this, I immediately lost my interest, but in the end, I clenched my teeth and charged towards Xiuqin once again.

"Que'er, don't come over, this is good." However, I had only taken two steps forward and was still a far cry from grandpa. The face of the man whose eyes had turned white from being pinched suddenly straightened, and he revealed a faint smile, saying to me in an extremely amiable manner, as if he was enjoying the situation before his eyes.