Who could it be in Chapter 8?
[My name is Chen Yuruo, and I live in a remote mountain village.
I was born on Ghost Festival, and my mother died during childbirth when I was giving birth.
From that time on, my grandfather and father have been taking care of me.
My ancestors were in the business of carrying corpses, which is a business that specializes in dealing with the dead.
However, as times changed, this line of work gradually fell into decline, and until the end, it was no longer possible to make a living by carrying corpses.
But fortunately, there are many skills that need to be mastered in the corpse-carrying profession, and Lianrong is one of them.
My grandfather and father also inherited this skill from their ancestors, and they relied on this skill to make a living.
Although they still deal with dead people, they have no choice. They only have the skills to deal with dead people.
Although I am a girl, I have heard my grandfather and father say some weird things since I was a child, including many taboos, including all kinds of unclean things.
Because of this, I am much more courageous than my peers. When I was ten years old, I started to help my grandfather and father while they were working.
During that time, I also saw all kinds of corpses.
Some were hacked to death, some were drowned, some were hanged, some jumped to death, and some looked like mummies.
What impressed me the most were those two times. That was a man who was run over by a big car. His whole head was crushed and it was impossible to sew it up. Later, my grandfather could only use paper to He made a head and painted the features one stroke at a time.
The other was a corpse recovered from the mountains. At that time, the internal organs of the corpse had been eviscerated by wild beasts.
Later, his father stuffed his belly with cotton and then sewed it up stitch by stitch so that his body would not deflate and look normal.
Because grandpa and dad are very good at their craftsmanship and are well-known throughout the country, even people in the city sometimes ask grandpa and dad to dispose of the bodies of people who have died in their families.
Although they still work in the dead business, the family of three lives a very stable life, with no worries about food and clothing.
But on that day, a group of people suddenly arrived. They were driving cars, wearing suits and ties. They looked like wealthy people from the city.
They left after saying some things to Grandpa and Dad. Grandpa and Dad had a big fight that night.
I was hiding outside and overheard something.
The group of people who came during the day wanted Grandpa and Dad to carry the body.
It was a couple who died unexpectedly outside. According to their local customs, couples who died unexpectedly were not allowed to be buried together after death, otherwise something would easily happen.
And the farther away you want to bury the better!
Later, they decided to send the woman’s body back to her parents’ home for burial. However, this was a sudden death of both husband and wife, and the resentment was very high. The chance of becoming a corpse was very high. If it was not handled well, something might happen. Let professionals do it.
It is also because of this that they need to be buried separately, using the mountains and rivers, terrain, and Feng Shui metaphysics to suppress them to avoid the transformation of both corpses and the formation of twin evil spirits.
After some inquiring, they learned that their grandfather and father were the descendants of the corpse-carrying craftsmen, so they came here specifically.
However, grandpa was not willing to take the matter, but dad said he had to take it, saying it was for my own good.
The two of them were arguing too fiercely at that time, and I hid outside again. I didn’t hear the specific reason clearly.
The next day, dad disappeared.
I asked my grandfather, and he only said that my father had gone out to pick up a job, but he didn't want to tell the specifics.
But I overheard something last night, and I knew that Dad must have taken over it alone.
From that day on, dad never came back.
Until I was fifteen years old, I suddenly suffered a serious illness and made me lie in bed for more than a week.
Grandpa found a lot of people, put a lot of talismans in my room, burned a lot of yellow paper outside, and some people even danced weirdly next to my bed.
After struggling like this for several days, my condition improved.
But since then, my body has become very weak, getting worse day by day.
Grandpa said, I was born on the Ghost Festival, and my horoscope is Yin. I was born with a strong Yin energy and a weak destiny. If I want to extend my life, I can only get married in the dark and find someone with a strong destiny who can ward off disasters for me.
At that time, I didn’t quite understand the concept of shadow marriage, and I didn’t say anything about it until that night, when my grandfather brought back a male corpse.
This male corpse has a circle of purple-red marks on his neck. At first glance, he thought he had been strangled, but after a closer look, he discovered that it was a circle of fine stitches!
His head was sewn shut!
Not only that, there are stitches on his limbs and torso, and his hands and feet are also sewn on!
Grandpa said that he is the one who wants to marry me secretly.
My scalp was numb when I saw it. How could I agree? I kept shaking my head and prepared to go back to the house.
But at this moment, the door was pushed open, and my father, who had disappeared for five years, stood outside the door carrying a coffin.
Grandpa took my hand and pointed the cigarette rod at Dad, unable to say a word.
Dad didn’t speak or enter the house. Instead, he put down the coffin behind him and opened the lid.
Lying inside was a girl wearing a bright red wedding dress. She looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.
She lay quietly, her chest did not rise and fall, she was just a dead body. However, her face was extremely rosy, and her eyes were closed, just like a sleeping bride.
Grandpa covered my eyes to prevent me from looking. I opened a gap between my fingers and saw clearly the face of the dead woman in wedding clothes.
At this moment, a cold air rushed from the soles of my feet to my forehead. While my scalp was numb, I felt like my breathing was stagnant.
The corpse of the married woman lying in the coffin turned out to be myself...]
Seeing this, Han Yumeng bit her nails and breathed a little faster. She had been novelized. I was deeply attracted by the content in it, and unconsciously put myself into it, my little body froze there.
Especially because the heroine in the novel has the same character as her name, which makes her feel even more special.
She is now very much looking forward to the follow-up plot, but at this moment...
Boom, boom, boom!
A rapid knock on the door made her tremble and almost jump.
Since she was lying down to watch it, her hands shook in fright. The phone hit her face directly, and she grimaced in pain.
Dong dong dong!
The knocking on the door continues.
For no reason, Han Yumeng felt more and more irritable and even more annoyed.
"Who is it!" She shouted, but there was no response, and even the knocking on the door stopped.
She frowned, wondering if the takeaway had arrived?
I just placed the order a few minutes ago. It can’t be so fast, right?
Could it be that you sent me the items that others didn’t want when they canceled the order?
She turned on her phone and saw that the rider hadn't picked up the meal yet.
Who could it be just now? Could it be a neighbor?
Why is he knocking on my door in the middle of the night?
(End of this chapter)