“Dangdangdang!”
There was a clang-clang-clang sound of someone knocking on the door, and all the relatives surrounding the mourning hall frowned.
They came to attend Mr. He's funeral and also to have a feast.
But just after I sat down and closed the door, and the meal was not yet on the table, I heard the sound of someone knocking on the door.
This is a funeral.
If I meet someone with a bad temper, I will beat him to a pulp.
Everyone was in a bad mood. Some people had already stood up, rolled up their sleeves, opened the door, and wanted to scold him.
Other relatives were also sitting there, waiting to watch the show.
But when the man opened the door, he seemed to be mute and just stood there quietly without moving.
"Dahua, what's wrong? You're not moving. Did you see a ghost?"
Someone shouted, and everyone immediately lowered their heads and laughed. This was a funeral, no one was allowed to laugh.
But the young man named Dahua turned pale, his eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
The loud sound of something hitting the ground immediately alerted everyone in the yard, and they all looked towards the door.
Who on earth is this person who came to the He family’s funeral to cause trouble
Several of the uncles had unfriendly looks on their faces. They waved their arms and a group of people stood up, but soon they fell down.
Because someone outside the door walked in.
The man was alone, with a slightly hunched back and looked very old, but he scared everyone in the yard so much that they were stunned and felt a chill down their spines.
The better ones fell to the ground in fright and sat there motionless.
It was so close that I almost rolled my eyes and couldn’t even breathe.
Because that person was Mr. He in the coffin in the mourning hall!
"Ghost, ghost!"
Someone screamed shrilly, which immediately set the silent yard in an uproar. The people who were originally united were instantly thrown into chaos.
If the opponent is a single person, or even a group of people, they would dare to take up their weapons.
But it was a ghost.
In this world, how many people are brave enough to see ghosts
Among this group of people, He Dazhu looked extremely terrified, and there was another person, that was his daughter-in-law.
"How come this old man is still alive?"
His wife shook his hand violently and glared at He Dazhui, calling him a useless bastard. He asked him to deal with a corpse without even confirming whether the person was dead or alive.
Now someone has come to my door, how can this be tolerated!!
He Dazhu was speechless and was completely confused at this moment.
I clearly checked and found that my father had died a long time ago, and his body was in the coffin.
Who is that in front of me
Is it a ghost? How could he say such nonsense in broad daylight
But what if it is a human
Well, well, how can this make sense!
He Dazhu's face turned extremely pale at this time. He suddenly realized one thing: if his father told everyone about the ugly things he had done, he would be finished.
A chill went straight from his back to the top of his head. He opened his mouth immediately, not knowing what to do for a moment.
At this moment, his wife took a step forward, wiped her eyes with her hands, and started crying.
"Oh, Heaven and Earth, what a grievance this is!"
She cried, "As soon as my father left, a liar appeared to pretend to be him. You are making money in a dishonest way. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
The angry rebukes caused the people in the yard to look at each other suspiciously at Mr. He.
He Dazhu was overjoyed. He thought, "My good daughter-in-law is so smart. She turned the situation around in no time."
Good wife! Good wife!
His face was suddenly filled with rage, and he pointed at Mr. He at the door, "Who the hell are you? How dare you pretend to be my father? Aren't you afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"
As he was talking, he bent down, picked up the knife on the chopping board next to him, and rushed towards Mr. He angrily, "No one can bully my father!"
There was real anger in He Dazhu's eyes. This old man was a gossiper when he was alive and made him restless.
Now that he is finally dead, he is still restless and is even causing trouble again.
Then I'll let you die again!
Before he could rush over, he was grabbed by the waist by someone. They were his relatives.
We live in a society ruled by law now, unlike before. Killing someone is now against the law. Even if you escape with their help, you will still be on the run.
An uncle tried to persuade him kindly, waved his hand, and called two young men to hold down the agitated and angry He Dazhui.
Looking at the almost insane He Dazhui, he couldn't help but sigh.
"What a filial son!"
If Old Man He were still alive, he would probably smile in his grave seeing his son working so hard for his reputation.
The uncle smiled with relief, then glared at Old Man He at the door with a bad look. He was about to scold him, but when he saw his familiar face, his momentum weakened a bit.
"You, who are you and why are you pretending to be... ah!"
With a loud slap, he was slapped in the face. He was stunned. Before he could say anything, he heard a familiar voice in his ears.
"You bastard, if I hadn't saved you back then, you would have drowned in the cesspool. Now you're questioning my identity?"
Upon hearing this.
My cousin was completely stunned. When he was a child, he fell into a cesspool and almost drowned. He was rescued by Old Man He.
This matter is extremely secretive. How did this person in front of me know about it
He looked at Old Man He in front of him, his lips trembling, "Let me ask you, there was something between us thirty years ago, do you remember?"
"How should I remember?"
The uncle immediately breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more relaxed.
Fake, fake.
Before he could say anything, Father He groaned for a moment and said, "After all, so many years have passed, I don't remember it very clearly. It was the time when he peed on my head. I was already ten years old."
"Well, no, no, no."
The cousin's old face turned red, his neck stiffened, and he denied it flatly, but in his heart he believed it mostly.
"Oh, yes, I remember now, that year your penis was pecked by a chicken, it hurt... um... let me continue... um..."
Father He pushed away his uncle's hand with a look of disdain, and glared at him, "Do you believe I'm a real person now?"
The cousin nodded in panic. The look and the movements were exactly the same.
The people in the courtyard could also see clearly that no matter the appearance, voice, or expression, they were all exactly the same.
If he is not Old Man He, then who is!
Father He stretched out his right hand and pointed at his son He Dazhu. He Dazhu shuddered all over, "I came here to find him, this unfilial son. He was the one who killed me. Together with his wife, they smothered me to death with a towel!!"
This sound was like a bolt from the blue. Murdering a relative, and the person being his own father, what a heinous crime!
You will go to the eighteenth level of hell!
"Come with me."
Old Man He's face turned cold and his figure disappeared. The next moment, he appeared in front of the two people. He gently reached out and took out two bloody things in front of everyone's stunned eyes.
"Look, even this heart is black... Haha, ha, I am blind in this life, and I will never be a human being in the next life!"
With a roar of anger, Old Man He's entire body began to tremble. In the eyes of everyone, he turned pitch black and slowly turned into ashes, disappearing in the yard, as if he had never been there.
But there were two bodies lying in the yard, with black marks on their chests and invisible wounds. I heard that some people felt numbness on their backs.
For a moment, everyone kowtowed in front of the mourning hall in panic, and those who had resentment towards their parents no longer dared to have any thoughts.
Later, the story of Old Man He turning into a ghost and scolding his unfilial son became a household name in the city, and the number of filial people in the city increased significantly.
The other side.
Russell was in a daze because he noticed a slight change.
"Add 20 merit points."
20 points of merit can be converted into 200 energy points.
"Hiss, this is much more profitable than simply killing the ghost violently!"
Russell's eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if he had found a shortcut.
"Bah!"
"I am the pioneer of evil in the underworld, a young man who hates evil as much as he hates evil. I am Russell, the Black and White Impermanence. Sinner, go to hell!"
ps: Today's article has 6,500 words. Some people say that it is short. How is that possible? As long as it is longer than yesterday, it is long enough, hehe.