Chapter 36 You really can’t count on monsters as a human being

Author: Quan Duojin

Chapter 36 You really can’t count on monsters as a human being

I was pulled out of the house by my dad, and the snake skin mummies behind me quickly chased after me, squeezing together like a colorful tidal wave.

There were a lot of debris in the yard. My dad accidentally tripped over something and fell to the ground. I was followed by him and fell down too.

In just such a gap, the group of snake skin mummies behind us were very close to us!

I didn't think much about it. When I saw Shenglongmu in front of me, I grabbed it and threw it back.

The Shenglong wood that had faded to white was stained with the blood on my fingertips, and suddenly emitted a burst of silvery-white light, and all the snake-skin mummies illuminated by this burst of light disappeared instantly.

The dragon tree fell to the ground with a sound that did not belong to wood. In the doorway that was originally crowded with snake skin mummies, Carpenter Song's face was as pale as paper.

I helped my dad stand up and asked in a low voice: "Will he let me pay him for these snakes?"

Before my father could say anything, Carpenter Song slowly said: "The Shenglong wood is yours. You go and take that board from the yard with you."

He was referring to the coffins in the courtyard. I asked, "How much do these cost?"

"It doesn't cost anything. It was originally prepared for your family." Carpenter Song's eyes fell on me and he smiled slowly, "It's over, it's all over!"

Although he was saying very sad words, he was smiling very happily.

I was confused: "Dad, what is he talking about?"

My dad shook his head. The blackness and redness on his hands were still there, but they didn’t spread anymore. I tried to find Carpenter Song again to ask if there was any cure, but he didn’t say anything in the room.

My dad found a truck to pull the coffin back. The black and red paint on the coffin had dried, but it still emitted an unpleasant fishy smell.

I gradually realized that the paint was made from snake blood by Carpenter Song.

Whenever someone in the village dies, they come to him to buy a coffin. At first I thought it was just for convenience, but now it seems that there may be other reasons.

"Dad, why did Carpenter Song say that he came to Panlong Village to die?"

"He runs a coffin shop. He doesn't just give people deathbeds, but does he deliver food to people?" My dad obviously didn't want to talk about this. "You go back to town now with the Shenglongmu, and I'll ask your mother to give it to you."

He said that he would not allow me to stay in Panlong Village any longer. I had no choice but to pack up my things and go back to town.

While packing my backpack, I suddenly thought of Yun Xiao. Now he is missing. Will he be able to find me when I return to town?

I was troubled for a while, and suddenly realized that I might be crazy, and I was obsessed with a snake demon.

Ordinary people like me should stay as far away from these monsters as possible, otherwise I might not even know how I died.

"Auntie, what you did is not honest. Why didn't you tell us when the old lady passed away? You don't want to be so shameless if you want to monopolize the inheritance!" A young woman's voice came from outside the house. She was the newly married wife of the uncle in charge of the lobby.

He has always been at odds with our family.

I was worried that my grandma would suffer a loss, so I pushed the door open and went out. Suddenly I was hit with a sap. Before I lost consciousness, I only saw a pair of black and red hands holding a wooden stick.

dad???

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I don't know how long it took, but I slowly regained consciousness.

It was pitch black before my eyes. I must have been locked in a very small space. There were things of different thicknesses underneath me, my hands and feet were tied, and there was tape on my mouth so I couldn't speak.

There is a dull pain in the back of my head. Why did my dad hit me?

At this moment, a familiar voice came to my ears.

"Mom, it's time to put the nail in the coffin." It was my dad's voice!

Grandma sighed: "Nail it."

The sound of "dang-dang-dang" came from the side, and every time it sounded, the space where I was would shake slightly.

The familiar stench came, am I now lying in the coffin prepared by Carpenter Song for my great-grandmother?

After the coffin was nailed, there was going to be a funeral and burial. I didn't want to be buried alive, so I quickly called for help.

However, the tape sealed my mouth, and I could only keep making "oooooo" sounds.

Grandma seemed to have heard some extremely terrifying sound, and her voice was urgent: "Huaimin, move quickly!"

My dad responded and nailed the coffin faster.

I struggled desperately, but it was of no use.

Nine coffin nails were put into the coffin one after another, and with the sound of "lift", the coffin I was in was lifted up and walked forward slowly.

I was definitely going to be buried alive now, so I struggled in the coffin with all my might, making more noise every now and then, but it only resulted in the funeral procession moving faster.

Unintentionally, I heard an uncle's voice coming from outside: "Why is there so much noise at Auntie's funeral this time?"

Another person said: "Perhaps something unexpected happened after we stopped for a few more days."

My father hoisted the crystal coffin himself with a small crane, so outsiders didn't know about the disappearance of my great-grandmother's body.

The person from before added: "Huai Min and his son are also troubled. If they had followed the village rules early in the morning, how could it be my aunt's turn to be transformed into a corpse today? No, in the end she would have to be buried in Carpenter Song's coffin."

Another person added: "Thanks to Carpenter Song, no matter how violent the things in the coffin are, it will not affect the living people. Otherwise, we would be in disaster in Panlong Village."

Damn it, you are all a fraud, why are you all so calm?

Except for the occasional chatter, the entire funeral procession was quiet, as if they were afraid of disturbing anything.

And no matter how much noise I made, they remained indifferent.

I couldn't move anymore, and suddenly I felt that the coffin was being raised up. I fell on the coffin lid, and all the things cushioning behind me fell down and fell to my feet.

It was my great-grandmother's shroud, and her snake slough, which was transformed from human skin, was also among them.

"Let it go!" someone shouted.

The coffin was lifted again, and then slowly dropped. This process lasted for a while, and then I felt the whole coffin tremble, and it finally landed.

"Fill in the dirt!"

Soon there was a muffled sound of "crackling", which was the sound of mud falling on the coffin.

No matter how hard I struggled, people outside were unwilling to open the coffin and take a second look. Even as the noise I made became louder and louder, they filled the coffin faster and faster.

Not long ago, my dad asked my mom to take me home. Why did he suddenly hit me with a stick and try to bury me alive?

And my mother hasn’t seen me yet. Didn’t she look for me?

And grandma, does she know that I am in this coffin?

I can feel the family affection for so many years, and I don't believe that they would do such a thing. But the current situation is really difficult for me to understand.

The sound of mud hitting the coffin became farther and farther away, until there was no sound anymore.

Buried in the soil, the sound of people walking on the ground was particularly clear. The mourners left one after another, and finally I was the only one left.

I had already struggled to the point of exhaustion, and the only result was to take off the hemp rope on my hand. But even so, it was of no avail.

The fear that had been suppressed in my heart turned into despair. I was actually going to be buried alive by my own relatives.

I kept chanting Yun Xiao's name silently in my heart, but there was no response.

He also said that no matter what happened, he would stay with me, but now I don’t know where he died.

As a human being, you really can’t count on monsters!

At this moment, a chill appeared in my left eye. This was Yun Xiao's remaining magic power, which allowed me to see clearly what was going on in the coffin.

I looked around, but couldn't find a way to save myself. Instead, I saw the black and red paint on the inner wall of the coffin twisting, and several snakes emerged from it, opening their bloody mouths and rushing towards me!

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