According to my grandfather, my great-uncle was hacked to death by thunder.

Grandpa was born in 58, the year of reform and opening up, he just turned 25 years old, Uncle Zeng is a strange person, the folk saying is Shenhan, Mr. Yin and Yang, the folk school of learning, in fact, to put it bluntly, is a Taoist.

From the exorcism of evil spirits to the relocation of graves to find holes, all of them are fine, when the hometown of Taiqing Village, there was a yellow skin disaster, particularly fierce, weasels are everywhere, not only stealing chickens, but also biting all the poultry to death, and even attacking the villagers.

According to my grandfather, he got up early that morning and saw hundreds of yellow skins outside the house, standing like a person, bowing to Uncle Zeng, and then dispersed, and since then there has never been half a yellow skin in Taiqing Village.

But even such a powerful character as my great-uncle was hacked to death by Lei.

It all has to start from the beginning.

In fact, my grandfather didn't believe in this kind of thing from the beginning, they called it feudal superstition back then.

At that time, my grandfather was still a scholar, a young intellectual. It was based on the call to go to the countryside that year, and was placed in Taiqing Mountain.

By the way, my grandfather's name is Lin Dazhu. In those days, I didn't pay attention to whether the name was good or not, and it was a good name.

He went to the countryside with two other educated youths, and after asking the village chief where his uncle was, he went to the field to find the old man who was smoking dry tobacco at that time.

When Uncle Zeng saw him coming, he smiled, and the smile was full of sighs and memories, and then he put down his cigarette and said, "Dazhu, Uncle knows why you came to this poor village. But Uncle doesn't want you to come, do you know why not?"

"Uncle, can you stop talking about your feudal superstition?" When my grandfather heard this, his face turned up, and he didn't want to listen to him at all, "If you don't listen to persuasion, you want to be a Taoist priest of Nalaoshzi, can you make it like this?"

Uncle Zeng shook his head: "Dazhu, there are some things that are set." No matter how you change it, you can't avoid it. Uncle won't tell you anything else today, since you have come to this Taiqing Village, Uncle has to tell you that there are a few things in this village that you must not touch. One is the deserted house at the west end of the village, the second is the big bluestone on the edge of the dead child's ditch, and the third is the Huangpizi Temple at the head of the village. These three things, how far you can hide. ”

Although Grandpa listened patiently, how could he believe this?

"Uncle, those things are fake, don't say it. Grandpa stood up and dusted the dirt off his buttocks, "I have to go, the village chief is still waiting to show me the house." I'll come back to see you after I'm settled. ”

If you want to say that my grandfather is a stubborn temper, others don't let him do anything, he prefers to do something.

Uncle Zeng didn't let him see it, so he had to go and see those things, and made up his mind to let Uncle Zeng know that these were fake and superstitious.

He didn't know anywhere else, but he still knew where the village was. When he came back from the rice field, he deliberately went to the head of the village, and sure enough, he saw a small temple at the intersection that was not very inconspicuous.

The temple leaned against a big stone, no more than a person's leg high, and the weeds were overgrown next to it, so it was really not easy to find it if you didn't pay attention to it.

Grandpa looked left and right, and it was just such a lonely temple, and there would be nothing else. It's dark inside, and you can't see anything inside until you squat down.

If someone else can't see clearly, it doesn't matter, but my grandfather has to see it, so he squats down and looks inside.

This sight really startled him, and there were a pair of glass-like eyes in the black hole temple, staring at him from the inside!

The sudden look startled him, it turned out to be a yellow skin hiding in it and running out, and suddenly ran into the grass next to it.

Grandpa has also seen this thing, and he was taken aback when he was defenseless, and after reacting, he felt ashamed, so he scolded twice in the direction where the yellow skin ran.

In fact, the mysterious temple that Uncle Zeng said was nothing special, there was a broken brand inside, and there were three pieces of dough cakes that I didn't know who put them.

"In these years, people have not had enough to eat, and they have given food to these things that the gods are chattering about. Grandpa muttered angrily, ate the three pieces of white flour cakes placed in front of the temple, and dusted himself before leaving.

I didn't come to see it and I was a little worried, but after reading this, my grandfather didn't think it was interesting. Remembering that the village chief was still waiting, he ran to the production team in a hurry.

From then on, Grandpa always felt that something was inexplicably wrong, as if there were always people staring at him behind him, but he didn't see anything when he turned around several times.

The village chief is also strange, saying that the educated youth from the city still have the problem of turning back in three steps?

Grandpa couldn't say that he had seen other people's Huangpizi Temple, and even if he felt stared at after that, he couldn't bear to look back.

But something strange happened that night.

Grandpa was settled in a rough room next to the village chief's house, cleaned up, and after eating, grandpa wanted to read a book for a while before it was dark.

But as soon as I took the book to the courtyard and sat down, the sturdy horse snapped and broke his leg, and my grandfather sat on the ground so strong that half of his buttocks were numb in pain.

The village chief's daughter-in-law, who was collecting clothes in the yard, hurriedly came to help him, but somehow, the broom tripped her, and the clothes she collected fell on my grandfather.

Grandpa was a scholar, and there was no shortage of women's personal belongings in this pile of clothes, which made his face red.

But this is not over, grandpa was also unlucky to arrive home that night. When I drank water, the cup was broken, and the toothbrush I just bought when I brushed my teeth was hairy, and finally I wanted to light an oil lamp when it was dark, but the fire was not lit, and I didn't know what was under my feet and jumped over, and the lamp oil was all splashed on the quilt.

When the village chief changed his bedding, he also said strangely, people are not unlucky, but who is unlucky to be so dense?

My grandfather didn't speak, but he guessed in his heart that eighty percent of his bad luck that night had something to do with the Huangpizi Temple at the head of the village.

To say that although grandpa doesn't believe in that thing, he can't help but think about it in that way right now.

When others encounter this, they may go to say good things and beg for mercy with tribute, but my grandfather is also a strong temper, and he is an intellectual, how can he admit this?

Just wrapped in a thin quilt and sleeped, what else can happen when you fall asleep?

But my grandfather slept until midnight and was awakened by urine, and when he remembered the night, when he opened his eyes, he saw the fire in his house, and he was so frightened that he lifted his pants and ran outside.

But he didn't expect that as soon as he went out, he saw an unforgettable scene.

The night in the countryside was dark, but on this day, the moon in the sky cast a large amount of moonlight like a spotlight.

Grandpa said that he saw a yellow-skinned man sitting on the wall with two small eyes glowing faintly, and he was not afraid of people when he saw them, but grinned as if he was smiling.

Grandpa's brain buzzed instantly, where could he not understand what was going on? No matter how much he didn't want to believe it, he couldn't deny what he was seeing.

People are not afraid, but if they are afraid, it is a matter of a second or two.

He was just a little trembling, and he was stifled by urine, his heart was crossed, and his courage also came up, thinking, 'Lao Tzu is a big living person, can you be bullied by a brute'?

"Fuck you!" Grandpa grabbed a scythe in his hand and threw it over, holding his crotch and overwhelming his fear with the rush of blood.

The yellow-skinned man screamed, turned and left.

Without the yellow skin, the grandfather sat on the ground as if he had collapsed, and found that his head was covered with cold sweat and his heart was pounding!

Just when he was frightened, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and my great-uncle walked in with a sad face, glared at my grandfather and said, "Don't let you go, don't go, it's not your ability, you will cause trouble?"