I made myself the protagonist

Chapter 75 The Impulsive Fu Yuanju
There was a strange smell in the dark room.

“Da da da da”

The sewing machine needle moved quickly, leaving a string of thin and dense stitches on the black fabric.

There were two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, but the food was already completely cold.The clothes that hadn't been changed in time were piled up on the table in a mess, the trash can was full of cotton wool stained with black blood, and a few flies were flying around, making annoying buzzing noises.

The flowers hanging on the top of the wall have been neglected for a day, the edges of the petals are slightly yellow, and the leaves are dry, looking listless; there are many fallen petals scattered on the floor, and the incense burner on the altar is covered with incense ash. The room, which was crowded but still neat, had turned into a mess at this time.

Aunt Mei took off her presbyopic glasses, picked up the black Tang suit and shook it, her eyes shone with a strange brilliance.She stood up slowly with her waist supported, rubbed her legs that were slightly numb from sitting for a long time, and walked into the bathroom hobbled.

The strange smell came from the bathroom, and the moment the door was opened, the indescribable smell in the air intensified a lot.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and by the dim light in the living room, a figure could be vaguely seen standing quietly by the wall with his back to Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei turned on the light switch by the wall.

Uncle Dong was standing there, wearing a special ancient coin mask made by Ah Jiu on his face. His bloodless face was covered with stitches, just like the clothes in his hands.

"Master, you forgot to turn on the light again? It's already dark, what if we bump into each other?"

"You didn't eat any of the dinner I cooked, isn't it to your liking?"

Aunt Mei forced a smile, and said to herself, "Come and try on this dress, I'll change it for you."

Aunt Mei changed into the black Tang suit for Uncle Dong, and while adjusting the clothes, Aunt Mei babbled about the neighborhood in the building to Uncle Dong.

Everything is no different from usual.

If there is something different, it is that Uncle Dong, who used to be hot-tempered, couldn't help but interrupt, cursing and saying bad things about others, but now, he is quiet and can't make a sound.

But after all, they are husband and wife who have been together for fifty years, so how could he not know what Uncle Dong wanted to say?
"It's very windy recently, and my legs hurt when I go up the stairs. I don't know if I've gained weight."

"Huh, I think it's a conspiracy between Ah You and that fat pig. They usually add so much meat and vegetables, but they just have bad intentions..."

"Master, I told you to be merciful, don't speak so unethically."

Aunt Mei plays two roles, and the expression on her face switches back and forth between softness and fury. If a second person sees it, she will definitely be frightened by her schizophrenic behavior.

While she was modifying her clothes, she looked at the ceiling of the living room: "Those flowers are about to be harvested. I climbed up and down by myself and couldn't take care of them. Look, the leaves are all yellow."

"Master, we are not young anymore, half of our feet have already stepped into the coffin, remember to put on more clothes when it is cold, and take good care of yourself. If you have something on your mind, don't be bored..."

After staring at that lifeless face for a few seconds, cold tears dripped down Aunt Mei's chin and onto the back of her hand.Aunt Mei trembled, and the needle in her hand accidentally pricked Uncle Dong's skin: it was wrinkled and hard, like a piece of lifeless leather.

"I'm sorry, sir, did I hurt you? Why didn't you say something? Is your mouth uncomfortable?"

Aunt Mei stretched out her hand in a panic, subconsciously wanting to take off the heavy mask on Uncle Dong's face, but remembering Ah Jiu's warning, she withdrew her hand.

With tears streaming down her face, she said with a choked voice: "Don't leave me alone, what do you ask me to do..."

Thinking of the horrific scene of Uncle Dong lying in the cold stairwell with blood flowing all over his body, Aunt Mei burst into tears.

But at this moment-

"bang bang bang"

There was an untimely knock on the door outside the house. Aunt Mei was taken aback. She quickly wiped away her tears, walked out of the bathroom, and locked the door.

Of course, she didn't notice that at the same time as she left, Uncle Dong's other unsealed eye suddenly opened, revealing a cloudy white pupil...

"Who is it?" Aunt Mei wiped away her tears, adjusted her mood, and walked quickly to the door.After opening the door, she was surprised to find that standing outside the house was a strange young man whom she had never met before.

"Hello, Aunt Mei, I'm a new tenant who moved in yesterday. I heard from Ms. Su that you are very good at craftsmanship. I happen to have a piece of clothing to mend here, so I came here specially to find you."

Fu Yuanju pulled a suitcase and said quickly: "I need these clothes urgently, and they will be repaired quickly. Money is not a problem."

Thinking of asking Ah Jiu to help spend a lot of savings, in the next few days, I have to find a way to support Uncle Dong.While Aunt Mei was struggling, Fu Yuanju had already handed over a stack of banknotes.

"I know it's late now, and I still need to trouble you, but I'm a big man, and I'm really not good at needlework... I'll treat this money as a trouble to you, please, please."

As he spoke, he opened the suitcase directly, took out a suit from the top layer, and showed it to Aunt Mei: "Look, the pocket is torn here."

Aunt Mei and the old couple have no children, and their life is not rich.Although the money Fu Yuanju gave was not much, it was enough for her to go to the market to buy a few crows through her relationship.

I can save money on clothes and food, but the food for Uncle Dong is absolutely indispensable.

"Okay then, just wait a moment."

Aunt Mei took the money and looked back at the bathroom.After making sure to lock the door, he invited the other party into the house.

Aunt Mei hadn't gone out for almost a long time, so she couldn't feel anything strange in the room.However, the moment Fu Yuanju dragged the box into the house, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

But in order to avoid being suspected, Fu Yuanju just rubbed his nose and didn't say much.

"The room is very messy, just stand by the door, it will be done in five minutes." Aunt Mei took the suit, turned and walked into the living room.

"Okay." Fu Yuanju naturally knew where Uncle Dong's body was hidden.Hearing the sound of the sewing machine in the living room, he sneaked to the wall, made sure that Aunt Mei was working, and quietly opened the suitcase.

The box contains a bundle of strong ropes, some rags, a bottle of gasoline, and a sharp kitchen knife.

Looking at these props, Fu Yuanju gulped, and his palms were sweating a lot.Although this is a fictional world, Fu Yuanju is not brave enough to commit murder.The murder weapon was what he intended to use to intimidate Aunt Mei, and it was not difficult for him to subdue an old lady.

As for what's next—

Glutinous rice exorcises evil spirits, and fire overcomes zombies.At that time, as long as he burns Uncle Dong's body on fire, so that the two female ghosts have no container to possess, then the difficulties that everyone will face next will not be so difficult.

"Sorry, don't blame me."

Holding a sharp knife and rope in his backhand, Fu Yuanju walked lightly and quietly entered the living room.

At this time, Aunt Mei was concentrating on mending the clothes in her hands, completely unaware of Fu Yuanju who was approaching her...

(End of this chapter)