The next morning.
Today, the atmosphere in Nanhucun Village was even more unsettling than yesterday. The villagers gathered nervously, discussing the strange things they had encountered the night before.
A Qing, who had spent the entire night unable to sleep, asked around.
Only then did he learn that it was not just Grandmother from the Tang family who had encountered a "dead person returning home" last night. Several other households in the village had experienced the same thing.
Old Zhang had felt it most deeply.
Because he had opened the door!
"Oh, God!"
"I happened to be in the dining room. When I heard the knocking, I opened the door without thinking."
"And then I saw my grandfather standing outside."
"He even grinned at me."
"Luckily, I reacted quickly. The moment I saw it, I ran. After it came inside, it followed me all the way to the second floor."
"Luckily, there's a door on the second floor of my house."
"After I went upstairs, I locked it from the inside."
"I heard it wandering around the first floor and the staircase all night. It even came and knocked on the door, saying it had brought me something to eat."
"It only left just before dawn."
"It scared me to death."
"I only heard it wandering around the first floor and the staircase all night."
"It even came knocking, saying it had brought me something to eat."
"It only left just before dawn."
"It scared me to death."
"My wife and daughter hid in the bedroom and cried the whole time."
"Luckily, my parents have been staying at my eldest brother's place lately. Otherwise, at their age, they might have been scared into having a stroke or something."
Old Zhang recounted the terrifying events of the previous night with lingering