After Grandpa Died, the Village Became Haunted

On the seventh day after my grandfather died, the sound of breathing came from the coffin. There is a rule in our village that after a person dies and before the first seven days, the incense in the mourning hall cannot be cut off, and the person keeping watch cannot sleep, because the old man said that some things will come back after death. I always thought it was just a story to scare children, until the night of my grandfather's funeral, the lights in the mourning hall suddenly went out. It was raining heavily outside, and from the black coffin parked in the center of the hall, a muffled sound of "dong" suddenly came from the black coffin, as if someone turned over inside. From that day on, the paper man would open his eyes in the middle of the night, and a woman's cry would be heard from the old well. The person who had been buried would stand at the entrance of the village and knock on the door late at night. And I slowly discovered that what my grandfather had guarded his whole life was not the dead person at all, but the things in the coffin. What I didn't expect even more was that my grandfather's death was not an accident, because the person who really deserved to die was actually me.