Chapter 1: Up the Mountain
Every year on July 21st, it is my grandfather's memorial day.
From the time I was very young, my grandfather took care of me meticulously, even if it was only red, he was anxious.
Why? Because it's a doctor.
My grandfather was a well-known doctor in their town, and everyone affectionately called him "Teacher".
When he was young, his fate was very bumpy. At that time, it was the era of reform, and their family was as poor as they were, eating corn every day and sleeping in thatched houses. Moreover, since he can remember, he has to go up the mountain every day to carry firewood and cut pigweed. At a young age, he held up a piece of the sky at home.
Whenever I mentioned my grandfather's experience, my mother was in tears, and my grandmother was also choked up.
As the saying goes, good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil, but I think good people don't necessarily have good rewards.
My grandfather treated many of the old people in the town. He never uses drugs indiscriminately, nor does he use more drugs for the sake of profit. Even, when some lonely and widowed elderly people had no money to pay for medical expenses, he was honest and exempted from medical expenses.
However, that year, he was diagnosed with lung cancer.
All day long, my grandfather coughed loudly and wheeze quietly, not to mention how painful it was. After this lasted for a year, all the medicine was used, and my grandfather still passed away safely.
I still remember when I was very young, and now when I hear my mother talk about it, I feel a little scary.
On the day my grandfather died, my grandfather in the room had just breathed, and I was holding me in my arms outside the room and suddenly pointed to the sky and said, "Look, my grandfather has gone to heaven." β
At this time, my grandmother was so frightened that she quickly covered my eyes and hid aside, and my mother was also crying.
On this day, as before, we went up the mountain to worship our grandfather.
I went to the store to buy some paper money and clothes, and I heard from my mother that my grandfather had money to spend and clothes to wear, and only we could give them to them. But when I went to college, I didn't think so, thinking that it must be feudal and had no scientific basis.
On the way up the mountain, there was mud everywhere, one foot deep and one shallow, and in a short time I had fallen many heels.
"Damn, what a broken road, the clothes that I have to drop every time I come are dirty (Sichuan dialect, original meaning: dirty). β
"Don't swear here, your grandfather. Grandmother said.
"Cut. I smiled, lit a cigarette and smoked as I walked. "I'll not say it, okay, wonderful,"
When I got to my grandfather's grave, my mother told me to put out my cigarette. I threw it on the ground, stepped on it, kicked it, and it was done~
During the worship, I was called to kowtow again, and I was told to light incense, although I kowtowed sincerely in my mouth, but in my heart I scolded this feudal idea too strongly.
When it was over, everyone left first, and I stayed alone to smoke a cigarette.
As I looked down the mountain, my clothes suddenly burst into flames.
"I grass this thing, and it burns on its own. β
I hurriedly took off my clothes and put them on the ground and stepped on them a few times.
It's okay if you don't step on it, but when you step on it, it burns again.
"My grass, you, mother, dog (split) day......" This fire is still a little tempered, and the more I scold, the bigger it burns, and in the end it even ignites my pants. I had to take it all off and jump in front of the grave wearing only a pair of panties.
"Young man, this is a lesson for you, don't scold casually in the future. "An old man came out from behind the grave, his eyes looking directly at me, and he felt ethereal, as if there was nothing.
"Who the hell are you (dividing) the mother, talking to Lao Tzu like this, I won't beat you today, I'm not a man. β
I was about to rush up and hit someone, but I suddenly found that I couldn't move, and I could only see the old man laughing and picking up the clothes on the ground, laughing and saying, "Is it cold?"
"I'm grass. "I was so angry that I threw all the injured cigarette butts on it, and I was about to hit the old man, but the cigarette butt stopped straight in front of the old man and fell.
I saw the old man smile and mutter, and I was able to move.
"Ah, you can move. I shook my wrist and approached the old man, "Stinky old man, what kind of secret weapon are you making, uncle, I am not a vegetarian, and I can't hear your old bone plate if you want to fight." β
"Yes, young man, I think you're probably weak before you get close to me. The old man said unhurriedly.
"Yo, aren't I very close to you now?" I smiled, thinking that this stinky old man was stupid and naΓ―ve, and really thought he was a martial arts master.
"Then see how far you are from me now, huh!" the old man snorted.
I looked down proudly, and found that I was still in the place where I had been unable to move at first, and that the old man had moved a bench from nowhere and sat down.
"Young man, are you convinced?"
"Then, that was my carelessness just now, you definitely used a trick, you must be retreating. "My mouth was a little harder, but my legs were shaking in disobedience. I patted my uncompetitive leg, damn it, I'll cut you if you shake it again.
"Young man, you are full of energy, and you are at the moment of your blood. In my power, you shouldn't have been able to speak. The old man came up to me, "But who told you that you are the only one I fancy to you?"
"What do you mean by me?...... I'm going to ......" I was puzzled when the old man in front of me suddenly turned into a handsome young man.
"You...... Who the hell are you? "I was a little scared
He smiled and waved my hand to sit down. I already had a bench under my buttocks, and it had to make me break out in a cold sweat.
He seemed to read my thoughts and said, "Young man, I am not the ghost you think, but you can think that way, because I am dead. β
"Ahh
"Give up, I won't hurt you, I found you this time to tell you something. The old man turned back to the old man's appearance and said kindly.
"Grandpa, grandpa, I beg you to let me go, I really didn't do anything bad, I would cry when I broke a bouquet of flowers when I was a child, I ........." I used my storytelling skills again, and said a lot of things, but what happened next really shocked me.
"Ji Ye, huh?" said the old man, "When you were a child, you used urine to urinate on the roof of other people's houses, others may not know, but I know." I also know that the fool Zheng Er's broken hand was because he was crushed by a ladder or hit by a wrench, don't you know?...... "The old man counted all kinds of "crimes" in me, others may think he is very godly, but I think it is terrible. After all, you are talking to an empty "person", which is more terrifying than keeping a grave guard in the middle of the night.
"I'm convinced, but you let me go, my family is still waiting for me!" I was afraid and impatient, and begged him to let me go.
"Young man, don't panic, we've been talking for so long, in fact, it's a matter of a second. The old man said.
"Ah......" I was willing to bow down at this time, and I was about to ask the old man what was looking for me, but he "guessed" again.
"I was looking for you this time for nothing else, do you know why your grandfather, although he was a doctor, was suffering from cancer himself?" he asked.
"I don't know. "I was at a loss.
"Actually, when your grandfather was very young, I also looked for him in this way. I'll tell you the truth, I've been dead for almost 200 years. Maybe you won't believe it, but I'm not kidding, no one is going to talk about themselves with death, and I'm not human. β
"But ......," I was about to say, but he interrupted me again.
"We have been Feng Shui masters for three generations, but my predecessors were all proud of fame and fortune, spending money on helping others to ward off disasters. What's more, they will often put their own little ghosts in other people's houses, making other people's chickens and dogs restless, so that they can come to them to see 'feng shui', and send a lot of money. I'm an insider, so I know all of this. But I appeared between them like Cheng Biting Jin. I have reported to the Yamen many times, but the Yamen did not think so, and they have imprisoned me many times to convict me for the peace of the world. β
"Later, I met my first opponent in the mountains, a lonely ghost. They are often found in the barren mountains and mountains, and naturally it is not uncommon. Because I was still young and my skills were not deep enough, I was taken on the body several times during the fight, but since our family is all feng shui gentlemen, there must be the protection of our ancestors. This wild ghost can't easily get on me. However, our family is not a decent feng shui master, and we enrich our skills by absorbing the essence every time we kill a ghost. Each of us will have a talisman on our body, and in the eyes of others it is an ordinary feng shui amulet, but only we know that it is a spirit stone!" Although 200 years have passed, I can still see the smoothness of the jade. It was as if it was shining, and I couldn't help but reach out and touch the stone, but the old man suddenly let it go.
"Ordinary people can't touch the spirit stone casually, and since I am a dead person, the spirit stone has long become inferior. Not only can it not protect itself, but it will harm and touch others. The old man said solemnly.
"Back to the time of the fight. I was already dying from the ghost, and only a little light from the amulet kept me from being devoured by the ghost. I looked at the dirt on the ground, and as I closed my eyes to be devoured by the Spirit Stone, my Spirit Stone suddenly cracked. Then, a red light appeared on my body, and then it turned blue and yellow, and it grew bigger and bigger, and I couldn't open my eyes. When the light faded, what appeared to be burnt paper was left on the ground. On another look, the ghost was gone, leaving only the essence to be absorbed by my spirit stone. β
"Later, when I came home, I found that the whole family hated me very much, and when they saw me, it was like seeing a plague god. When I fought with the ghosts many times later, I suddenly realized that I would not use the traditional magic of my family, but that I would have a special skill - that is, charms. This can have a negative impact on people in our family. Their spirit stones are always shattered for no reason because of me, and their imps are terrified to see me. Even, some imps saw me and went straight away. Because of this, I was kicked out of the house. The more the old man spoke, the more sad he became, and he even left tears, which were red.
"To get back to the point, the world is in turmoil right now, and the underworld can't do anything about some ghosts. I found you so that I could suppress these ghosts and prevent them from harming the world. Evil does not prevail over good, and there must be good if there is evil. These two forces are absolute. That's why your grandfather was ordained. β
"So, my grandfather was also a charmer?" I asked.
"No, he didn't do a great job. Being a charmer is not allowed to save people. The cycle of life and death, death is a normal phenomenon. It is precisely because your grandfather violated the life and death talisman in order to save others and devoured its life every day, that his ability to kill the qi ghost was greatly reduced, and he was killed by a little ghost instead. The old man sighed.
"I hope you can also be a charmer, and give you time to think about it, and if you want to take on this responsibility, go to a random intersection at 12 o'clock tomorrow night and burn me a little paper money in a copper bowl. This is my birthday, sprinkle this with spring water, throw it into the brazier and burn it together, and I will come. β
"But, I ......" Before I could finish speaking, the old man was gone. The scene in front of me has also returned to reality.