Chapter 11245
Everyone in the room looked at the movements between Luo Fengtang’s hands.
As he opened the mat and put it aside, the whole picture of the old man from the Huansheng family appeared in everyone's sight!
When Luo Fengtang got the old man out last night, he was on his back and facing up, and then a mat covered him from head to toe.
Obviously, people had been posted outside the yard to keep an eye on him all night, so there was no chance that anyone would sneak in. However, when he opened the mat, he discovered that the old man had actually changed his posture.
Changed to back up, face down!
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were both slightly startled. They exchanged glances subconsciously, and both of them saw doubts in each other's eyes.
Did I remember it wrong?
Yang Ruoqing asked Luo Fengtang with her eyes.
Luo Fengtang shook his head imperceptibly, his eyes very firm. He remembered very clearly that he put the old man face to the ground. This was also a sign of respect for the deceased, and there was no face at all. Downward, that's blasphemy!
Then... why did you change your appearance?
The couple were secretly surprised and looked around with imperceptible eyes, looking for something strange.
When the mat was opened, several of the old man's brothers came forward in grief and prepared to pick up their brothers, but they saw a big human-shaped sweet potato lying on the ground!
And it’s a sprouted sweet potato!
On the back, shoulders, thighs, arms, head...rows of fine sprouts broke through the flesh, some were long, some were short, some were as long as chopsticks, and they looked a bit green. .
They were as short as the white and tender fingers of a child, swaying as if they were still alive.
“Oh my god, what the hell is this!”
One of them screamed in fright and fell to the ground. After he realized what he was doing, he stepped back as if he had seen a ghost. They were a little panicked and ran into the leg of one of the villagers.
I almost knocked the elderly village man to the ground. Fortunately, Yang Huazhong was standing next to the village man. Yang Huazhong quickly helped the village man with his quick eyes and hands.
"The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly, how are you so panicked?" The village man was very unhappy.
But the man was trembling all over, pointing to his brother's body on the ground in the middle of the room: "It's scary, it's scary!"
Not only was he frightened, but his other two old brothers were also frightened. Hide at the door.
One by one, they squeezed out of the door, not daring to stay in the house anymore.
When the village guy who was hit just now saw the embarrassed looks of their brothers, especially the arrogant one who almost knocked him down just now, the village guy said: "You guys What's going on with you guys? Everyone was wrong just now? Are you still crying and reluctant to let go of your brothers? Why don’t you dare to stay in this room after just one glance? Are these real brothers? "
"Uncle, why are you always standing and talking? Back pain, really scary1"
"You are well-informed. Please go into the house and take a look. I don't have the courage. I am really scared..."
These brothers can't care about the others anymore. They rushed out of the house as if they were running for their lives and went to the yard. They saw so many villagers outside the yard. Only then did the brothers regain their breath. The three brothers fell to the ground and gasped for air, back to back. Otherwise there is no sense of security!
The villagers who were blocked from the yard saw their three brothers entering the house crying, wishing they could be buried with their compatriots, but now they all looked like this.
The villagers who came to watch the excitement could not help but be curious, and rushed to ask the three brothers about the situation in the house.
Brothers don’t say anything! I haven't regained my breath at all. As soon as I say it, I can't help but recall the scene I saw for the first time. I tremble all over, my whole body feels numb, and I even urinate in fear. I can hardly hold it in any longer!
This aroused the curiosity of the villagers outside more and more. Everyone speculated on the cause and method of death of the old man of Huansheng family. No matter which one it was, they all scolded Huansheng, the 'filial son', a hundred times!
Looking back to the old man Huansheng's house.
Because the three previous brothers escaped in a hurry, Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang were left, as well as Yang Huazhong and several well-informed villagers standing at the door.
Yang Huazhong was the first to step into the room.
He is a man full of awe-inspiring righteousness. He treats others and never hides bad intentions. He is also the type of person who is most often said by people to "never do anything bad in his life and not be surprised if someone knocks on the door in the middle of the night."
As Li Zheng of Changping Village, the disappearance of Huansheng's father has always been a matter of concern to Yang Huazhong.
I found it today, so Yang Huazhong stepped into the house without any hesitation and came to the old man Huansheng lying on the ground in the middle of the house.
Because the light in the room was very dim, only a small window, not much bigger than the footbath, let in some early morning light.
So if Yang Huazhong wants to see clearly the old man of the Huansheng family, he must bend down and distinguish them carefully.
At this sight...
Even though Yang Huazhong never did anything wrong in his life and was always a gentleman and magnanimous, he subconsciously took in a breath of cold air, and a wisp of chill shot up from his tailbone. Soaring to the sky.
Sweet potatoes!
Really sprouted sweet potatoes!
Human, don’t people rot when they die? How can it still take root and sprout?
What on earth is this?
Especially when he saw the rows of densely packed granules on the old man's body that seemed to be squirming, as if they were given life, Yang Huazhong shivered, and his blood rushed straight to the meninges. He instinctively wanted to step back and leave. This weird thing was far away, but its legs were nailed to the ground as if they were filled with lead and couldn't move!
However, there was an uncontrollable feeling in his hands that was about to move.
Slowly, he stretched out towards the old man of the Huansheng family on the ground, as if the densely packed fleshy sprouts were calling him. The fleshy sprouts seemed to be tired of the old man's broken and dry body, and wanted to absorb more physical strength. Strength and nourishment With enough body, Yang Huazhong heard the call of a faint voice, and stretched his hands towards the old man on the ground little by little...
Yang Ruoqing noticed something was wrong with Yang Huazhong, and hurried forward to catch him. Hold his hand.
"Dad, don't touch!"
Yang Ruoqing's voice instantly shocked Yang Huazhong and he came to his senses.
It was then that I realized that my hands were almost touching those disgusting and scary things on the ground.
"I, I, I didn't want to touch it..." Yang Huazhong's face was full of horror. He looked at the things on the ground and then looked at his own hands. He actually didn't recognize his own hands!
At this moment, Yang Huazhong followed Yang Huazhong and several villagers who entered the house. Although their eyes were dim and the light in the room was dim, after some effort, several villagers also I saw clearly the strangeness of the person lying on the ground...
"Oh my god...what the hell!"