I am a god in the secret world

"When I just graduated, my grandmother passed away, and my mother told me to go back to attend the funeral first and then look for a job when I come back."

"My grandmother has always stayed in the countryside. She didn't want to live with us. I haven't been back for many years, and I found that my hometown hasn't changed much from what I remember."

The surrounding scene has turned into a village.

It was night time.

The buildings on both sides are very old. In fact, many rural areas have been renovated and look very good, but I don’t know what’s going on in their hometown, it has always remained like this.

Of course, it may also be related to the fact that young people are no longer in the village. Most of the people living here are elderly people. As long as there are no major problems with the house, there is no need to talk about rebuilding it.

Meng Ma beside him also said, "In recent years, there are fewer and fewer people in the village. Many people have moved away. I don't know why your grandma insisted on staying here. Maybe she wanted to take care of your grandpa."

Meng Weiwei actually didn't have any feelings for her grandmother. After all, they had never spent much time together. She only stayed in her hometown for two years when she was very young.

Hearing her mother say this, she asked curiously, "Are my grandpa and grandma very loving?"

Both Meng's mother and Meng's father showed a strange look on their faces.

"Well...just take it as it is."

Meng's mother spoke hesitantly and didn't want to explain anything.

This actually made Meng Weiwei curious.

"What do you mean by 'just take it as it is'? Is there something inconvenient for you to tell me? I'm not a child anymore. I have to work now."

Meng's mother looked at her husband hesitantly.

Father Meng said indifferently: "Then let your mother tell you, but it's not a good idea to tell you this so late at night..."

"Yes, how about this, I'll tell you tomorrow."

Meng Weiwei's curiosity was completely aroused.

"What's so taboo about it? Could it be that it involves some ghost or god theory? Can't we talk about it tonight? Don't be so superstitious. Where do ghosts come from in this world?"

Meng's mother hesitated again.

"Mom, please tell me quickly. If you don't tell me, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"

Meng Weiwei acted coquettishly to her mother, but received a cold stare in return.

"You are really good at asking about the elders!"

Having said that, the mother seemed to be considering where to start.

Meng Weiwei stuck out her tongue and thought, grandma is already dead anyway, so what's wrong with asking?
"When your grandfather was young, he did some bad things. I think he was a tomb robber, right?"

Meng Weiwei's eyes lit up.

"Is there such a thing? Did Grandpa get any treasure?"

Mother Meng rolled her eyes.

"If we had a treasure, would our family have been poor for so many years?"

This is true, especially when Meng Weiwei was young, she had a deep impression of it. Every day at home, they could only eat white porridge with vegetables, and the pickled vegetables tasted much better.

Later, her parents worked very hard, and the family conditions gradually improved, and they had enough money to support her studies.

Especially in recent years, her father's business has been doing well, but Meng Weiwei still remembers the financial difficulties she faced as a child.

"Your grandfather must have encountered an accident the first time he went to a tomb with someone. It's said that he encountered something unclean and finally didn't dare to go there again. He just stayed at home and farmed. But I don't know what's going on in your father's village? The yield of the crops grown here is not high."

"Is it a problem of pH?" Meng Weiwei asked.

"Who knows? I don't understand this. Anyway, I can eat. It's your father's own hard work. In fact, I didn't know these things. Some strange things happened when your grandfather passed away."

Mother Meng showed a trace of strangeness and hesitation on her face. "According to the rules of the village, the burial can only be done after the seventh day. Your grandfather revived on the night of the seventh day."

Meng Weiwei was stunned for a moment.

"Pretending to be dead? He's not dead?"

"No, he's dead. A lot of white hair has grown on his face, his teeth have become very sharp, his body is stiff, and he bites anyone he sees, just like a zombie."

Mother Meng sighed.

"Luckily, your third uncle was in charge of this matter and used some methods to subdue him, but it will take a long time to get rid of his what? I don't know... maybe it's the Yin Qi or something, but it requires someone to watch over him."

Meng Weiwei opened her mouth wide, her face full of doubt.

"Is this true? So grandma is watching over grandpa?"

"Yes, come to think of it, Weiwei's third uncle said how long it would take to dissipate, a few years?"

Meng's mother looked at her husband who was driving in front.

"Ah... seven years and seven months? It's been more than seven years now, right?"

Meng's mother thought about it for a while, took out her cell phone to calculate the time, and then looked at the calendar.

"Hiss, that's not right. It's not even seven months yet. It's only seven years, six months and twenty-nine days. There's still one day left!"

Upon hearing this, Father Meng subconsciously glanced at the time on his phone.

"Well, it doesn't matter if it's one day off, right? Some months have thirty-one days!"

That’s right. Meng’s mother thought about it and felt that there should be nothing wrong with it.

Seeing her parents' conversation, Meng Weiwei couldn't help but ask, "Is everything you said true? Are there really zombies?"

"Why would we lie to you? Anyway, don't ask too many questions. Let's go back today and stay at your third uncle's house for one night. Your grandma passed away this morning, so today counts as one day. We have to keep watch tonight, but you don't have to. I asked you to come back because you just graduated. After all, she is your grandma, and we still have to see her off."

Meng Weiwei didn't have any objection to these things. She wanted to ask more about the zombies, but they had already arrived at their destination.

Grandma's body naturally remained in the old house.

After chatting for a while with the elderly third uncle, father and mother let Meng Weiwei stay here and rest by herself while they went to keep watch.

Auntie took Meng Weiwei into the room and said, "You can stay here. It's getting late. Have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

"Okay, then you should go to bed early! Remember to help your parents tomorrow. They will probably be very tired after staying up all night."

Meng Weiwei nodded obediently, but she couldn't sleep.

When I was in college, I stayed up late every day and didn’t go to bed until two in the morning. Now it’s only a little past ten o’clock, and I don’t feel sleepy at all.

Not to mention, because of the stories her parents told her, her mind is now full of zombies and her curiosity is about to explode.

After sitting in the room for a while, Meng Weiwei couldn't help but pick up her phone to send a message to her roommate, telling her about this matter.

Her roommate was also shocked and asked her whether it was true or not. Meng Weiwei also wanted to know.

"Then go and have a look. You can also go to watch the night with your parents."

Meng Weiwei was very tempted, but she also felt it was not a good idea. What if it was true? Would it be dangerous?
Another roommate also said: "It's better not to go. I don't know if it's true or not, but if it is true, it sounds creepy so late at night!"

"Uh... yeah, I just don't really believe it!"

Meng Weiwei hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll go check it out. I can't sleep anyway. I'll tell you when I come back. Bye."

She stood up and walked out of the yard.