C12 Spiritual Creature

I tried my best to lean back and subconsciously tried to copy the big rat's method. I wanted to squeeze out of the coffin.

My legs, which were originally curled up, subconsciously stomped on the meaty body.

After two stomps, my legs were flat on the bottom of the coffin. I must have kicked the little wife's body to the other side.

Dong - Dong - Dong - Dong - Dong - Dong -

The sound paused for a moment, then it sounded again. It was still so soft and rhythmic.

At this moment, I was a little bit confused. I raised my head and felt that the sound was coming from the wrong direction.

It seemed that it wasn't coming from the coffin, but from the top of the coffin?

When the sound came for the third time, I was finally sure that it was indeed coming from the coffin's lid.

In other words, it should be Hsing who was reminding me about something.

Right, right... It must be Hsing!

She was staring at the time, afraid that I would delay the hour. So she specifically reminded me.

Knowing that it was not the little wife's corpse, I felt much more at ease.

I turned my head and wiped the sweat off my eyes. Then I picked up the flashlight and put it under my neck, letting the light fall on the head of the corpse.

At this moment, because the left side of her head was almost completely collapsed, I could not pinch her cheeks to feed her.

I could only reach out my fingers to pry open her teeth and pull out her tongue. I placed it between her lips.

After pouring the porridge into her mouth, the iron ladle moved along her tongue, and the porridge was fed into her mouth.

One ladle… two ladles…

When all three ladles of porridge were fed into her mouth, I couldn’t help but heave a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this time, it was just a scare, and I finally passed this hurdle.

However, everything has a first time, right?

With this experience, I won’t be so scared the next two times I come here.

When I was about to turn around, I noticed that the corner of the corpse’s mouth was dripping some porridge. I guess it was because she didn’t put her head down when I fed her.

After all, I was guilty of doing something wrong, so I was afraid that the master would notice these subtle changes. After thinking for a while, I wiped her mouth with my sleeve.

After I finished cleaning up, I slowly climbed back to the coffin and walked out of the coffin.

Breathing in the fresh air, I felt like I had just died once.

The first and the second time, it wasn’t even five minutes, but the thrill inside was indescribable with words.

Anyway, my legs were still shaking, and my stomach was stuffed. I just wanted to go to the toilet.

This feeling came too suddenly. If I ran to the toilet, I would have to get a whole trousers.

At that time, I couldn’t care about that much. I quickly took off the wet towel from my mouth and spat out the rag. Then, I ran to the back of the mourning hall and prepared to have a good time there.

Last night, I had already investigated this place thoroughly.

I knew that there was a row of pine wood fences behind the mourning hall. The further I went, the further I would go to another family.

It was convenient for me to be here. Not only did I avoid the mourning hall, but it was also not disrespectful to the deceased. Moreover, there was a spiritual screen covering the mourning hall, so it would not dirty Hsing's eyes.

I had already unbuttoned my pants and was about to push my belly out. However, I didn't expect that there would be a rustling sound under my feet. Then, I saw a black shadow flipping over the fence and running in the other direction.

I cursed as I ran, "Oh my god! You dumbass! You are a dog?"

Who was this? I was just peeing, and you were f*cking concerned about me?

At that time, I was scared out of my wits. I almost pissed him off.

When I realized that he was a living person, I felt angry again.

I thought to myself, You are the dumbass. Your whole family are dumbasses!

It was midnight. Why were you lying in the haystack when you weren't home? Were you playing hide-and-seek with me?

It was also because this guy ran too fast. If he had been a little slower, I would have used the eight saws to cut his mouth off.

I definitely couldn't catch up to him. I let him go in a comfortable manner. I shook my head and then slowly put on my pants.

When I returned to the coffin, I found that Hsing was also looking in that direction.

Her cute little eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was pondering why someone would come to the mourning hall quietly.

My heartbeat gradually calmed down, and my mind started to work.

I could tell that the person just now was the one who was driven away by Hsing.

Hearing his words, he looked a bit like the boy who was driving the tractor to pick us up.

I was puzzled. What the hell was this bastard doing here?

Could it be that he thought that the funeral, coffin, and dead body were fun?

How many insects had his head been scratched by before he would have such thoughts?

Besides, I was also curious about Hsing's actions.

Why didn't she have any reaction when an outsider came this time?

Why didn't she act like the first time when she shouted at the stupid dog?

...

In the soft night wind, the white couplets in front of the funeral hall were gently fluttering.

The two old locust trees at the entrance of the courtyard made a soft sound.

Everything around them was extremely quiet.

Since Hsing had already sat down cross-legged, I didn't want to think about these useless things.

The remaining two procedures were much smoother.

After the first experience of climbing the coffin, I was familiar with it. I was no longer as scared as the first time.

However, there were two small incidents.

One was at midnight.

When Mrs. Zhao was pricking the needle on the forehead of the Mrs. Zhao, the big mouse suddenly jumped out.

When it jumped over my elbow, its furry stomach had already rubbed against my body.

The matter happened too suddenly. My hand trembled, and the first needle coincidentally hit my fingertip.

The other one happened at one o'clock in the morning. I had already fed the corpse a bowl of porridge.

When I turned around and crawled out, my neck suddenly tightened. It was as if something was pulling on my clothes.

I tried my best to crawl out, but the force was so strong that I was almost rolling my eyes. I was unable to break free.

The first reaction in my mind was, "Mrs. Zhao has come back to life!"

It must be her!

It must be her who was pulling on my clothes!

I suddenly thought of the first time I entered the coffin. Because of my shock, my legs had kicked wildly, and the corpse of Mrs. Zhao had been kicked so hard that it was stuck to the side of the coffin.

It was only when I entered the coffin for the third time that I remembered this. I straightened her corpse.

Could it be because of this that she jumped into the tiger god with me?

In that period of time, I was scared out of my wits in the coffin.

After a long time, I realized that this had nothing to do with Mrs. Zhao!

It was because my upper body was too long. When I crawled out, it happened to step on the hem of my clothes!

I was scared out of my wits...

When I crawled out of the house, my legs were like noodles, and I could not stand up no matter how hard I tried.

It was almost seven in the morning when Old Zhao came to pick up Hsing. He also handed Hsing a white envelope.

He pointed outside the courtyard and said that the tractor was waiting for us at the crossroads. He told me and Hsing to get on the tractor and go back to rest early.

"There's no need to trouble us this time! Junior and I will go back by foot today!"

To my surprise, Hsing actually rejected Old Zhao's good intentions.

I was stunned and thought to myself, "What the hell is she doing? It's such a long journey, why not take a car?"

When we returned to the West Mountain, wouldn't we have to prepare to return?

What was Hsing trying to do?