I used to have birthdays, and my father would get up early to boil me two eggs and the next bowl of noodles. But that morning, my father ate vigorously with a bowl and didn't let me eat anything.

I later learned that my grandfather was trying to save me.

I watched aggrievedly as my grandfather ate a big bowl of noodles, and then asked in a low voice, "Master, where is my rice?"

My grandfather touched my head: "When we come back, my grandfather will give you dumplings." Drink plenty of water if you're hungry today. Let's go, let's go up the mountain. ”

The mountains in the northeast are high and the forests are deep, and if you really walk inside, you may not be able to get out of it for ten days and a half months. Especially in the old forests deep in the mountains, not to mention whether there are wild beasts on the mountain, the leaves alone make people dare not set foot easily.

Because the forest is too deep, in some places the snow may not be able to melt away in May, even the people who drive the mountain do not dare to go deep into it easily, but my father took me to the depths of the old forest.

I didn't eat in the morning, and my father had to let me drink the mountains, the water was clear, but the snow on the mountains had not yet melted away!

It took my father a long time to take out a bag of sugar from his pocket: "I can't stand it, so I'll eat more sugar." We've got more than half a day to go!"

I finally felt that something was wrong: "Master, what the hell are you going to do?"

My grandfather usually loves me the most, and if there is a mouthful of meat at home, he will not let me eat vegetable leaves. If something hadn't happened, he wouldn't have been willing to let me go hungry. Besides, he himself is still eating and drinking, and my father must have something to say to me.

"It's nothing, what are you thinking about all day?" my grandfather refused to admit it.

Taking advantage of my father's inattention, I reached out and snatched his wine jug to my mouth: "If you don't say anything, I'll drink it." ”

"You little calf!" my grandfather scolded and was deflated: "Put it down! I have let you sleep in a coffin and hold old objects for you all these years, just to wear off your popularity, only if your popularity is gone, our two grandfathers will have a chance to win!"

My tears flowed out of my eyes, and I knew what my father meant: he didn't let me eat to keep me from getting into the fireworks, and he ate desperately to make himself more popular. If he is trading his own life for mine!

When my father saw that I was crying, he suddenly lost his temper: "Hold back your little cat urine, and the young man will pee when something happens, is it a shame?"

My grandfather scolded me, but his hand was wiping my tears: "Yezi, it's not that you want to be a hero, it's that thing is too powerful." I'm already old, and you haven't grown up yet, if you fight hard, we won't be able to pinch a piece of it for people to chew and wrap it! I'll lure that thing away, and you will drill into his nest and cut off his roots. Whether we can survive or not depends on you. ”

At that time, it was false to say that I was not afraid. But if people are pushed to a certain extent, they don't know what it means to be afraid. That's probably what I was like at the time. After a while, he calmed down. My grandfather breathed a sigh of relief.

My grandfather never said what that thing was, in the past, I didn't necessarily dare to ask, but now, I can't ask it: "Master, what is that thing you are talking about? Is it a ghost?"

As I walked forward, my father said to me, "How can there be ghosts in this world? Ghosts are all in people's hearts, and if you don't want to, he won't come." Don't be afraid!"

At that time, I didn't understand what my father meant, and it wasn't until I entered the Investigation Bureau that someone explained this to me in detail.

The so-called ghosts do not actually exist, but are just people's reactions to the concretization of fear in their consciousness under the influence of a certain force field.

To put it simply, many things will produce a special force field due to the influence of a certain factor, and people will unconsciously produce fear under the influence of the force field, and at this time, people's subconscious will react, and something similar to hallucinations will appear in people's minds, that is, the so-called "ghosts"

It's like the carpenter who used his hands and feet on the beams of the house, in fact, to give birth to a special force field, and the figure that appeared when my father "cast a spell" was also a force field. Including, it is a reason that I burned the Divine Lamp to stimulate the appearance of a special force field.

My grandfather is not highly educated, and he doesn't know how to explain it reasonably, so he told me that "the ghost is in my heart".

In fact, the answer I got later was the same thing as him.

It's just that I didn't know these things at that time, so I could only listen to my grandfather.

At that time, I felt that my father was not afraid of me, but that he was not afraid, and he told me along the way: "Yezi! Over the years, I have not taught you kung fu or secret methods, because I am afraid that you will have too much blood in you." When you have a lot of blood, he can feel where you are. But you haven't learned anything, your strength is small, and after a while you get into his lair, if you can't stab the heart inside, you can run! ”

I was so frightened that my lips trembled a little: "Master, why don't you ...... Why don't we get someone to help?"

"No one can help with this except for the two of us. My grandfather shook his head and said, "If I am really gone, you will remember, go home and run with the box at home! During the day, I rushed with the box. ”

"I left money in the box and a letter. You look for someone at the address on the letter, and the money is enough for you to find a place. If you don't know how to buy a ticket, you can ask more......"

"When you find the address on the letter, give it to him, and the man will take care of you. Learn from him. In the future, when you are twenty-four, you will come back again and avenge me and save your own life. ”

My grandfather is going to explain the future!

I was so frightened that I cried: "Master, what are you doing here!"

My grandfather smiled and said, "Don't be afraid! What if something happens to me...... What if something happens to the two of us?"

I don't know if my father was comforting me, but when he said that, I felt a little better.

My father didn't go out a few steps before he began to explain other things to me: "Yezi, you remember, if you run out alone, on your twenty-fourth birthday, you must think about coming back." Don't leave anything to chance. I can only protect you for twelve years, and when the day comes, you come back and kill him, and you can live. Otherwise, if you hide to the ends of the earth, he will find you. ”

I can't listen anymore: "Master, we must all be able to live......"

"Yes, yes...... Both of us can live, and I still have to watch you marry a daughter-in-law, have a child, and hug your great-grandson!" My grandfather reluctantly laughed for a while and stopped talking, and kept taking me to the mountains.

I distinctly remember that my father and I were walking along the water, and the stream was not very current, and the further back we went, the more ice formed in the water, and then the water flowed out of the washed away ice.

The two of us walked in the opposite direction of the shade, the more I walked the colder the mountain, I shivered from the cold all the way, and the road under my feet became more and more difficult to walk, my father saw that I was cold and gave me candy, and he didn't add a piece of clothing to me, and there were some places I couldn't pass, so he carried me forward.

My father carried me all the way to a stone cliff before he stopped and put together a fire for me to sit on and roast it. He himself took a pickaxe and dug the earth under the cliff, and it didn't take long for me to see him dig out a pile of stones under the cliff.

It's a tomb!

The first time I saw the pile of stones, I realized that it was a grave that had been half crushed by a stone cliff.

The feng shui in the northeast is not as much as in the south, but the older generation has left a lot of exquisiteness.

I have heard people say, "The grave can crush the mountain, but the mountain cannot crush the grave, otherwise the people below will not be able to turn over." "It means that the tomb can be built on the top of the mountain, but it cannot be built in the shadow of the hillside, and it is even more difficult to build under the protruding cliff.

But that tomb was not only built under the cliff, but it was also half suppressed, doesn't this mean that the people in the tomb are carrying a mountain?

Perhaps, that's a pile of stones?

While I was thinking wildly, I watched my father pull out a bundle of explosives from his bag, pick open the stones on the grave little by little, and use the drill to open holes in the frozen soil and stuff the explosives into it.

My father threw the lead aside, pulled out a dagger and shoved it into my hand: "You remember, after I blew up the grave, you stood on the side. Don't worry about anything, don't be afraid. ”

"Three years ago, when he wanted to mess with you, he blinded me and he couldn't see you. When he comes out, you go into the grave, and there must be a box or something like that, and you open the box, and you don't care what's inside, you just have to take a knife and smash it. ”

My father stuffed a box of matches and a white cloth lantern into my hand again: "Remember, as soon as you touch the box, that thing will definitely come back." In case I don't catch him, you quickly light the lantern and block the doorway. When the lantern is there, the thing doesn't dare to go in. ”

"This lantern can last a night, and when it's dawn, that thing must have to find somewhere else. If it was dawn, I wouldn't have called you yet. You run, run down the hill, run home and hide in the box, you know?"

"Know...... I ......said I knew, but I didn't remember much of my grandfather's words.

I stared at me and said, "Yes, you repeat it for me." ”

"Hide at the entrance of the cave for a while, light the lantern......" Before I finished speaking, I asked my father to give a mouth: "It's wrong, re-say, I'll tell you again......"

"It's ...... in a moment"

I don't know how many mouths I took to memorize my grandfather's words, and my grandfather was afraid that I wouldn't remember it and forced me to say it a few times before I was relieved. He rubbed it on my face and poured some wine into my kettle: "If you can't stand the cold after going down, you can take a sip of wine." ”

I nodded desperately, and my father sat down by the fire, looking at his watch from time to time, as if waiting for time.