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Third Uncle was also extremely anxious. He told me to resist for a while, then immediately rushed into the living room and started searching. Once Third Uncle lets go, I won't be able to withstand it all by myself. Eldest Uncle had his back to me. He stung me a few times, then suddenly stopped and began to pick at the mud with his hands.

What was even more terrifying was that after he finished grabbing the mud, his uncle directly threw it into his mouth and chewed continuously, as if he was eating something delicious.

I was scared out of my wits. Wouldn't it kill me to eat this thing?

I tried my best to stop him, but it was to no avail. Eldest Uncle's strength was frightening.

The mud was mixed with rocks, and he chewed until his teeth broke. Blood and mud flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

I panicked and panicked. I quickly called for help from Third Uncle, who finally rushed out with a huge hemp rope in his hand.

Third Uncle and I worked together. After circling Eldest Uncle a few times with ropes, we pulled him to a tree in the courtyard and tied him to it like an ox pulling a cart.

I was out of breath and my hands and feet were a little weak.

But what I didn't expect was that even though he was tied up, my uncle was still struggling and knocking the back of his head against a tree, causing the leaves to fall.

That restless mood caused me to be extremely anxious as I kept asking what I should do.

After some thought, Third Uncle suddenly rushed into the kitchen and came out with a kitchen knife. He then grabbed a rooster from the chicken coop.

Without another word, he placed the knife on the chicken's neck.

The blood that was spurting out of Big Uncle's mouth sprayed directly onto his face.

After being sprayed with chicken blood, his Eldest Uncle's face immediately let out a "tsk-tsk" sound, accompanied by a white smoke that rose into the air. It gave me the feeling of a red-hot iron suddenly being thrown into cold water.

Soon, Eldest Uncle's expression became pained and his struggling movements gradually stopped. Finally, he tilted his head and fainted.

Third Uncle's move left me dumbstruck.

I looked at Third Uncle in bewilderment and asked him what was going on. Why did Eldest Uncle suddenly become like this?

Third Uncle wiped off his sweat and said, "Longevity, your Eldest Uncle has gone mad. Recently, the village has not been peaceful and many things have happened. There were still a few people like him, but most of them had already left the village. I also did not expect that it would suddenly be your uncle's turn. "

"What madness? How can a perfectly fine person suddenly go crazy? " I was even more confused.

Third Uncle had a complicated look on his face, "Insanity is just a nice thing to hear, you might not believe this kind of thing. Many people say that your cousin died wrongfully and would cause a ruckus in the village every few days because of this. For your uncle's situation, it would be normal to say that he is an evil monster! "

Tackling evil?

I was stunned for a moment. I found it hard to accept Third Uncle's words. However, judging from Eldest Uncle's situation, there didn't seem to be a better explanation.

He had heard his grandfather say before that a male chicken's blood was like yang, allowing it to avoid danger. After seeing it just now, it was indeed effective.

Could it be that it really was as Third Uncle said, that Eldest Uncle had run into evil?

Although I hate what my uncle did last night, I can't bear to look at his bloodied face. After all, he was very good to me in the past.

I asked Third Uncle what should we do now. Will Eldest Uncle always be like this?

Third Uncle shook his head, saying that he did not know either and would have to go to the back mountain to invite Blind Grandma over to take a look.

Hearing the name Blind Grandma, I felt fear from the bottom of my heart. Blind Grandma was a goddess in the village. In the early Cultural Revolution, he was beaten blind by the Red Guards because of the envelopes.

She had been in the back of the mountain ever since.

Later on, she heard that those who had beaten her in the past had all died tragically in less than a year.

When I was young, my grandfather often told me to never go to the back of the mountain to run around, or else Blind Grandma would grab me and eat me. Even though it was a warning to children, it could be seen that the villagers were especially respectful to the Blind Grandma.

Usually, not many children from families would be willing to go to the back of the mountain to look for the Blind Grandma.

Since something had happened to Eldest Uncle, and he had no other choice, he could only try to find Blind Grandma.

Our village's terrain is almost three sides surrounding the mountain, the only exit is at the village entrance, a bridge arch as the entrance and exit. There was also a road at the back of the village that led directly to the back of the mountain, where the Blind Grandma lived.

Fortunately, they were not too far away. It was just an hour or so, and Blind Grandma, leaning on her walking stick, followed her Third Uncle into the courtyard.

It had to be said that the blind woman was a little scary. She was scrawny, with a face like a skull covered with a layer of bark, and wrinkled.

The most terrifying thing was that her eyeballs had been gouged out, leaving only two black flesh holes.

Just a glance was enough to make me uncomfortable.

Upon entering the courtyard, Blind Grandma's expression immediately changed: "I have never seen such a killing intent before, I'll have to trouble you with this matter!" What the hell did you guys do? "

Third Uncle's face was extremely ugly, and he did not dare to hide anything. He simply recounted what had happened in the village.

After she finished listening, Blind Grandma immediately became silent. Her wrinkled face kept shaking, no one knew what she was thinking.

After a long while, the Blind Grandma finally signaled for us to prepare some incense and paper money and brought her to the grave to take a look at the situation.

Third Uncle did not dare to say much and immediately began to prepare.

The cemetery in our village is a small hill, where most of the dead will be buried, and my cousin is no exception. The villagers all said that on the day my cousin was buried, a lot of strange things happened. The coffin couldn't be lifted, and a strong wind was blowing out of nowhere.

It just so happened that I wasn't there that day, and I don't know if it was true or not.

Because it was inconvenient for Blind Grandma's legs to support her, it was not easy to walk on the mountain road.

When I got to his grave, I realized that something was wrong. He had already been buried for a month, but there were actually no weeds growing on his grave!

Wild flowers and grass grew quickly in the mountains. There was soil and water, and it only took a few days for them to scuttle around. However, over a month had passed, and his cousin's grave was still completely barren.

At this time, I noticed that Blind Grandma's face was also extremely ugly. She had been frowning the entire time, and the skin in her eyes was jumping non-stop, as though she was extremely nervous.

Seeing Blind Grandma like this, Third Uncle and I became extremely nervous.

Could it be that there was something wrong with his cousin's grave?

Blind Grandma stood in front of the grave for a while, then indicated for us to burn the paper money to pay our respects to our cousin.

Originally, this was nothing, but when Third Uncle was lighting the incense, something went wrong. The three sticks of incense, as if dipped in water, burned on the lighter for a long time without burning.

The incense was already burnt black, and there was no trace of sparks to be seen. Only a puff of green smoke could be seen rising into the air.

I asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say anything. He immediately changed to three incense sticks and started a fire again. After burning for a long time, green smoke was continuously emitted. However, the situation was the same, as there was no way to light it.

Third Uncle was so anxious that he began to sweat cold sweat. The metal cap of his lighter was burning red.

After a while, the flame finally lit up. Upon seeing this, Third Uncle heaved a sigh of relief. Afraid that the flame was not enough, Third Uncle waited for the incense to burn before releasing the lighter.

"Changsheng, it seems like it's a matter of the quality of the incense …"

Third Uncle smiled, but before he could finish, his smile stiffened. He wasn't the only one. Even I was flabbergasted.

Because I realized that the incense that was burning well a few seconds ago was suddenly extinguished with a "magnetic" sound!

This feeling was like being suddenly thrown into water.

It was fine if the incense was not ignited, but after igniting it, it suddenly went out. This was not normal.

My cousin and I panicked, and for a moment we didn't know what to do.

Blind Grandma also had a gloomy face. She pointed at me and said, "You come!"

Although I felt that something was wrong, I had no other choice. I could only follow Blind Grandma's instructions. I took another three incense sticks and started the fire.

At that moment, my hand started to tremble uncontrollably. I was extremely nervous.

The flame burned the incense. Accompanied by a slight sizzling sound, green smoke rose up and the incense suddenly lit up!

The process was surprisingly smooth, even more flammable than under normal circumstances.

I was a little confused and couldn't react in time.

Third Uncle wiped his sweat and said in surprise, "It's lit up, it's finally lit up!"

Compared to Third Uncle's surprise, I couldn't be happy because I soon discovered that something was wrong.

Because the incense was burning too smoothly, or to be more accurate, it was burning too quickly, to an abnormal degree. Ordinary incense, after light, the light will dim, but my hand incense, always in a very bright state.

This feeling was as if someone was forcefully blowing on the air.

It was burning at a speed visible to the naked eye. The strangest thing was that the three incense sticks were burning at different speeds. Two of them burned especially fast, and the other one was a lot slower.

In just a few seconds, the three sticks of incense that were originally of the same length had become two short and one long!

In that moment, Blind Grandma's face changed greatly, her body began to tremble, and her appearance revealed an unspeakable fear.

"Human beings are forbidden from having three short cuts and two short cuts and one long ones. It is a great calamity!" This is a great calamity! "

With that said, the Blind Grandma turned and ran off in fright.