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It is said that if an accident occurs during the coffin carrying process, the coffin must be buried on the spot. There is a real scene of a funeral in a certain place on the Internet. Not only did the coffin suddenly become extremely heavy, but accidents also occurred frequently, and even caused the tomb to collapse, almost causing several people carrying the coffin to be buried together. What happened behind this that made the deceased so "angry"? This is a true story that happened in Caixu Village more than 10 years ago. I was still young that year, and my second grandfather passed away, so my parents took me back to my hometown for the funeral. Second grandfather is our name in the north, referring to my grandfather's younger brother. In my impression, the second grandfather is a skinny and indifferent old man. There is nothing much to say about the funeral, but I remember that there were 8 strong middle-aged men in the village carrying the coffin, and the uncle of the second grandfather's family led the way with the portrait, and the others followed behind to cry. There are many rules in the countryside. My mother told me that the coffin must be carried all the way to the grave without stopping or touching the ground. This was not difficult for eight strong middle-aged people, and the road was not difficult to walk on. But no one expected that something strange would happen that day. I was following the team and was about to leave the village, but suddenly I found a figure standing in the grass by the road. From a distance, the figure was dark and I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could tell that it was an old man who looked a little familiar. When I got closer, I saw that it was an old man, and he seemed very angry.
Soon the team came to the old man, but strangely, no one seemed to see him, as if I was the only one who could see him. I felt something was wrong at the time, and I was a little scared, so I unconsciously leaned behind my mother. At this time, the old man seemed to be floating, yes, floating. I saw him floating to the side of the coffin somehow, and then he stretched out a hand and pressed it on the coffin. This was a big deal, and the eight strong men who were walking very steadily suddenly stopped. I clearly remember that the coffin seemed to be pressed down by some force and fell a lot. The eight middle-aged men were also pressed down by this, and the incident happened suddenly, their legs softened, and they almost knelt on the ground. They were full of doubts and confusion, and their facial features were distorted, as if they were not lifting a piece of wood, but a big iron lump. Fortunately, several uncles were strong and tried their best to hold the coffin from falling to the ground. At this time, many people in the crowd found something wrong and came forward to help. I also walked forward a little with the crowd. When I got closer to look at the old man who was holding down the coffin with his hands, I found something wrong. The old man's profile was extremely pale, without a trace of blood, and even some rotten and peeling skin. Looking more closely, wasn't that the dead second grandfather? I was so scared that I screamed and hid behind my mother and told her what I saw. But I didn't expect that as soon as I said this, everyone turned around and looked at me, but they didn't believe it at all and told me not to talk nonsense. I was young at the time, and I mustered up the courage to point to the head of the coffin for everyone to look at, but they didn't say anything, as if they couldn't see what I said at all.
But because of my yelling, my second grandfather looked at me angrily, his eyes were very fierce, as if he wanted to eat me, the key point is that there is no pupil in his eyes, it is white, very scary, I was scared and cried, and threw my head into my mother's arms. I didn't dare to look over there again. Seeing me like this, my mother was also panicked for a while, and the people around couldn't help but whispered. At this time, the two sons of the second grandfather in front seemed to understand what was going on. They looked at each other, and then knelt on the ground with a "thump" and kowtowed. They kowtowed and said: "Dad, please don't toss and turn. I know that we were not filial enough when you were alive, and I also know that you are worried about my mother. Please go with peace of mind. I promise to be filial to my mother." They kowtowed heavily while talking, and I could clearly hear their heads kowtow "bang bang". This process lasted about three to five minutes. I huddled in my mother's arms and looked at my second grandfather. He looked at his two sons solemnly. He no longer had the anger he had at the beginning. He seemed to have tears in his eyes and his hands were lifted up from the coffin little by little. Then he glanced at everyone and slowly disappeared into the woods. When he left, the eight men suddenly felt a lightness on their shoulders. The coffin was no longer heavy. The team set off again and soon reached the cemetery, which was not a long way to go. After my second grandfather was buried successfully, my parents and I returned to the city. But this incident left a deep impression on me.
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