Mo Yue smiled bitterly, "Is there any problem with this Wang matchmaker? What a good fellow Xiao Liu, she has to hold on to others, telling some horror stories, it is simply too boring."

Luffy smiled, "This can only show that Matchmaker Wang is a very domineering person, because she wants to tell a story and wants to be quick, but she doesn't want to talk to herself, she needs an audience, but she is currently present. Of the two people, Lao Liu’s life or death is unclear. It is an unknowable factor. If you want to pull the audience, pull Lao Liu, it must be useless, because Lao Liu is definitely unable to be an audience now. So now, only the main room is left. The next little Liu, then this little Liu can only admit that he is unlucky, and he was caught by the matchmaker Wang and bit his head and listened to the story."

Mo Yue smiled and said, "This is simply difficult for a strong man."

Luffy smiled, "Yes. Okay, I'll continue now. When Wang Matchmaker said this, she sighed and smiled weirdly. At that time, I was less than six years old, and I was still an ignorant child. Regarding death , What the adults feel is fear, but I am curious. Because for a five-year-old child, death is still a very remote thing. Human beings only begin to suffer from death when they reach adulthood, especially after they enter old age. Fear, when I was young, where would I care about death? But this time, my aunt's death still made me feel sad. My aunt was a kind old lady. When she was alive, I would go to her house to play with nothing. When I went to her house, I never went home empty-handed. I was either holding a piece of roasted sweet potato or a piece of candy in my hand. My aunt’s grandma hurts her children. Her family always gathers a group of children. These children are chatting around her. , Talking endlessly, just to please her and ask for some sweets. But at this moment, the aunt's grandmother is lying quietly in the coffin, her face is pale, her face is serious, her smile is gone. She looks serious and unfamiliar, no longer looks like My aunt is in my memory. For a moment, I even felt that lying in the coffin was not the kind and kind aunt, but a stranger. I looked at the aunt who was lying quietly in the coffin, and then looked at that Putting on the coffin bracket, I shudder unconsciously, damn, did I just fall asleep on the bracket of a stranger's coffin? Actually, I shouldn't have such thoughts, but the aunt's face is strange and stiff. , It made me feel that she was a stranger. At that time, I even thought that if I was auntie, I would be fine if I fell asleep on the wooden shelf. But I felt that she was no longer auntie. It happened at this time. I also remembered that before I fell asleep in a daze, an uncle told me that after death, a person's personality will change drastically. For example, when a good, gentle, kind-hearted person dies, he will become cruel and vicious. I asked the uncle why. There will be this kind of change, uncle told me, because everyone is nostalgic for the world, most of the dead have a wish, but they are already dead and can no longer continue to do things to fulfill their wish, so they are very envious of living People, because the living have a lot of time to squander, the living have time to do whatever they want to do. Therefore, the dead have resentment towards the living. They envy and envy the living, and the dead with a gloomy mind. , Can’t tolerate living people living happily, so they will try their best to pull the living people down. At that time, I was still young and couldn’t understand what uncle was saying below. Uncle immediately patted my head and gave me Explain, silly girl, going down here means you are dead. I shuddered, looking at the body of my aunt in the coffin, shivering, uncle, you say, a good person like my aunt, will she die? His temperament has also changed drastically, and he has become jealous of those who are alive? Uncle shook his head, I don’t know, I hope not. I want to ask again, but Uncle shook his head tiredly, pointed at the corpse in the coffin, whispered, stupid Girl, don't talk about them by the dead man's coffin, they will hear it. I was so scared that I caught my uncle, uncle, and grandmother when she was alive. She was a good person. After she died, she would definitely not harm others, right? Uncle shook his head vigorously and said I don't want to talk nonsense, and then left without looking back. I wanted to chase him, but I was hugged by my mother. Children, don't run around. This is a mourning hall, not a fun place. I was shocked by the way my mother looked, and nodded, returned to the coffin and knelt down. At this time, the moonlight was cold, and the adults in the mourning hall were all asleep. Only I woke up. Listening to their even breathing, I suddenly felt very scared. The conversation between me and uncle echoed in my ears again. I feel that my heart is beating very hard, bang bang bang, as if it is about to jump out. Why do you think of what your uncle said at this moment? It’s not that I frightened myself, but for no reason, I started to remember, uncle’s words echoed in my mind over and over again, in the end, all that was left over and over again, there was only one sentence left. After death, the temperament will change drastically. , Became cruel and vicious. Even the kind and generous aunt is no exception. Of course, the last sentence is my own reasoning based on my uncle's words. The adults were sleeping, and my mother was sleeping soundly beside me. I smelled the heavy alcohol on her body, and then I remembered that she didn't drink less tonight. Should I wake up my mother? I thought about it, but I didn't bother her. My mother hadn't slept for six days in a row. She should have a good rest. On the contrary, I was a guardian in name. In fact, as soon as it got dark, I fell asleep immediately because I was young and no one cared about me. If adults sleep in the hall, they will definitely be criticized. But now, they are all asleep, but my little one woke up because of adequate sleep. I don't know what I thought at the time, I suddenly wanted to see how my aunt looked like. As I said before, my aunt’s coffin is placed on a wooden shelf. The wooden shelf is not very high, about sixty centimeters. The height of the coffin is almost sixty centimeters. In this case, the aunt’s grandmother is equivalent to lying one meter two high. Place, such a height, for adults, if you want to see the person lying in the coffin, you only need to lower your head and you can see it. However, at that time, I was only a five-year-old kid, and I was 80 at the time. At a height of centimeters, with my height, I couldn't see the aunt in the coffin at all. Before, I could only see her by climbing on a chair and standing on the chair. "