Jiang Bai, eight years old, was born in the old society and grew up under the red flag. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

My father said that my life was not good, and I was born when I was in the year of Jiayin (4 o'clock in the morning on April 4, 1974), which happened to be commonly known as 'ghost teeth' in the Northeast (usually at 3 or 4 o'clock in the morning, and the older generation said that even the ghost would freeze and shiver when going out at this time of winter). The sky has just appeared with a white fish belly, so he was named Jiang Bai (later forced to change his surname to Jiang, and everyone will slowly look at the explanation later).

Since I was a child, my mother said that when I was born, my eyes were blank, my complexion was pale, and I did not cry. The family thought it was a stillborn, and the seven aunts and eight aunts comforted their mothers. But only my grandmother looked at me with a smile on her mother's bedside, her hands kept clenching. Dr. Xin Qi saw that he was panting, or he would have fainted from crying.

But when I grow up, I still look like a 'sick seedling', and from a distance, I feel like an overindulgent person, and a person who is a child can see that this effect is also powerful.

Therefore, in this spring breeze of reform, the motherland has a new look everywhere, and the air is full of the smell of leap forward and struggle. This was especially evident in a heavy industrial region like the Northeast, where there were towering chimneys everywhere, billowing white clouds erupting from huge maws, and the whole city was covered in mist, and I was physically thin and nervously almost sluggish. Unable to withstand this kind of air, he was forced to shift his position and went to his grandmother's house in the countryside.

Grandma's family lives in the countryside, and there is almost no communication with the outside world, and there is no car to go to grandma's house.

In the village, the traffic basically depends on walking, the communication basically depends on the roar, the security basically depends on the dogs, and the heating basically depends on shaking, this is a very poor village, but the people live here with smiles on their faces, because there are not so many deceitful and intriguing in the city.

When I was born, my father had a hard time getting in touch with my grandmother, and when she saw me, she brought me a blood-red jade. In those days, in order to preserve this thing, grandma wrapped it in oiled paper and put it in the kang, and grandma didn't even use the kang to warm it in winter, and now there is a faint smell of soot when she takes it out.

My grandmother said that when my mother was pregnant with me, she would feed the jade with blood every day, and put three drops into her mouth every day. It wasn't until I was born that my grandmother took my Zihe chariot (placenta) to the household firewood and burned it, and let my father cut through the soles of my feet and let the blood mix with its ashes and wipe it into Jade Eye's eyes. My father is an honest man, and my father has never disobeyed my grandmother's words, and my mother has no choice but to listen to this stubborn old man.

This jade eye sees, with a long mouth, like a jackal, a leopard body and a dragon head, huge eyes, as if angry hair rushing to the crown, its mouth has a sword full of jasper, double horns back close to the back, there are two wings

Legend has it that Jianwei, the seventh son of the dragon, the head of the dragon body, has a strong personality, is brave and good at fighting, loves to kill and fight, always holds the sword in his mouth, glares angrily, and is engraved in the knife ring and swallows the hilt of the sword. As the saying goes: the virtue of a meal will be repaid, and the grievances of the eyes will be repaid. The eyes have become the embodiment of overcoming all yin and evil, giving people a vivid feeling.

Grandma said to her father that she should keep it for a good life, this child is naturally attracted to unclean things, and having a jade eye can keep the child safe. On the seventh day after I was born, my grandmother used the unique incense ash mixed with the purple river car, and tattooed two Bai Ze on the back of my hands (its shape is like a deer, four hooves, with wings on its back, like a cloud, its head is like a fox, two horns, and its whole body is snow-white, Bai Ze is a noble beast in ancient Chinese mythology, a symbol of auspiciousness, but there are few records in orthodox ancient books. Bai Ze can speak human words, understand the feelings of all things, and know the appearance of ghosts and gods in the world). Usually this tattoo is hidden, and it will appear whenever it encounters water, but my tattoo is a blood-red white with a hideous shape.

During school, I had few friends because of this tattoo, and the teacher always looked for parents, and thought I was mixed with the underworld, I was miserable, and no one believed the truth.

I don't know what era it began, where in the Northeast is more popular 'Jumping God', this 'Jumping God' is different from what we ordinary people think, many people think that 'Jumping God' is the ancient behavior of pretending to be a god and playing ghosts, which is very deceptive.

In fact, it is said to be a sacrificial act in ancient times, which can be traced back to the ancient period, including the Yanhuang period, and is the main sacrifice of the Chiyou Jiuli ethnic group. It is often used to mourn the ancestors, communicate with the gods and ghosts, and bless the tribe with good weather and no disasters.

At that time, my grandmother was also one of the best people in the village of ten miles and eight villages, and was nicknamed 'Chilai God'. But in the process of one of the grandmother's invitations to the gods, thunder and lightning rained from the sky, and the 'two gods' (dancing gods generally have two people, and one god is responsible for dancing and inviting the gods. The two gods are in charge of playing the drums) were hit by Lieqi (the ancient name for thunder and lightning), and the grandmother went crazy and stupid for seven days and seven nights before returning to her soul.

At that time, my father said that my grandmother was awake with tears on her face, and her expression was hideous, as if she was laughing and crying. Vomit out of the mouth a cyan seven-inch snake-shaped insect, this insect has no eyes and no nose, only a long mouth with 16 tentacles (a bit similar to the Mongolian death insect, interested friends can check it), just vomited when the insect still cries, the voice is miserable, when the grandmother woke up and found this thing, said ominous, asked my second uncle to smoke this thing with hops to burn this thing, buried under the locust tree for more than ten years. Since then, the family has never mentioned this matter again, and this is what I overheard my uncle talk about. After this incident, my grandmother never asked God again, I don't know if it was sad about the death of the two gods, or what happened. I heard that after my grandmother woke up, despite the dissuasion of her family, she got up and packed up and went out of the house, and only came back three years later.

For as long as I can remember, I can always hear my grandmother say that my heavenly soul (heavenly soul is also called fetal light, Yuan Shen, main soul) is missing, people have three souls, heavenly souls, earth souls, life souls through various dynasties, Taoist Buddhism is called differently, the lack of heavenly soul people will be demented, unless there is a big opportunity, or it is estimated that they will be poor for life, and they do not know the world.

Hearing my grandmother's words, my parents were full of sadness, because the family was rural, the so-called concept of inheritance was relatively heavy, and I was the only boy in the family, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

Eight years, due to the persuasion of the family, my grandmother made an exception for me to divinate once (here is an introduction to shamanic divination was listed as a taboo in the Taizong period, due to the suppression in later generations only a few families still inherited divination), grandma is different from the general god seekers, before inviting the gods need three days to bathe and fast, it feels a bit like Taoist worship of God, summoning spirits. On the day of the invitation, I need to wear the costume of inviting God, and my grandmother once told me that the costume at home was handed down by my ancestors, and it has been hundreds of years since I came to her, and I don't know where my ancestors got it.

Grandma is the 45th generation inheritor of the Jiang family. Please God when the milk ** wear the god hat left and right each inserted two 15-pronged antlers, the front three do not know what animal feathers, in the middle there is a five-pointed star beast button Pan Li pattern bronze mirror, engraved with nine dragons spit beads. Wearing a gown sewn with the skin of turtles, snakes, four-legged snakes, etc., embroidered on the chest with two snakes on the feet of the god of Abu Ka N Duli, there is a dragon on the left and right sides of the head (the water fly turns into a dragon for five hundred years, Jiao turns into a dragon for a thousand years, and then turns into a horned dragon for five hundred years, and becomes a dragon for a thousand years) and the head is flat, there are three wasps painted under the dragon, there is a turtle under the wasp and the turtle, and then there are seven flies, two four-legged snakes, four frogs, a row of twenty-three snakes, four spiders, four flying insects, and there are sixteen bronze mirrors hanging under it, and eight bangs (shaking bells, also called soul bells) 。 He wore dark purple gloves made of deerskin, and shoes made of frog skin, all embroidered with four-legged snakes and other objects.

Grandma lit a pot of birch leaves to remove the filth in the house, so that Grandma could better communicate with God spiritually. Next to the combing of two green branches and green leaves of the Netoro (birch), the ancestors of the past dynasties in front of the spirit card respectively put the cow, sheep, horse animal head, throat, tongue, heart, lungs, kidneys, limbs and tail, the head of the beast towards the ancestral god, burning incense and bowing, the mouth said the words of the gods.

Suddenly, I saw a gust of black wind blowing, and blue-gray smoke gradually emerged in the ancestral spirit hall, which seemed to outline a hideous beast face. Snake-like smoke kept coming out of his mouth, surrounding him, constantly roaring, and glaring angrily at his grandmother. This is when all the family members in the house become in a trance, feeling like they are possessed by a ghost.

Seeing this situation, the grandmother yelled 'support the plow', the Huns said that the sky is the support plow, and the people who have internal strength in the shaman roar to make the Lingtai clear.

I saw my grandmother's white hair rise instantly, and her hands were heavy with bird marks. This mudra can make people fight against fierce beasts and eliminate the role of monsters. (Grandma said that my family's ancestral ten handprints "Ten Handprints of the Fierce Town Monster" are all handed down from the action forms of ancient mythical beasts after several generations of experiments, and their functions are different). Lined up at the center of this thing's eyebrows, I thought it would be sprayed with smoke, but I didn't know that this thing seemed to have no roots and no relationship, and it was not like the world was in the same dimension, and grandma's hand passed through its eyebrows.

That thing seemed to have spiritual sense, and its eyes were shining with essence and flying left and right, and he actually laughed at his grandmother, but he was silent. But the relatives in the Zhijia family and my parents all covered their ears with their hands, and the seven orifices kept bleeding. Seeing that this thing was very powerful, Grandma bit the tip of her tongue hard, continued to weigh the Ming Bird Seal with both hands, and spewed out a mouthful of blood sword with all her might, shooting directly at the door of this object.

Grandma knew that she couldn't suppress this, so she yelled hard, 'Get out of here, you calves, you can't help here, don't go quickly'.

Seeing this, everyone ran desperately outside, but my father was worried about his grandmother, so he ran all over and was burrowed into his brain by the snake-like smoke. The situation was so chaotic that Grandma confronted each other and didn't notice it. When Grandma saw that everyone had gone out, she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and looked at this thing nervously, thinking that this thing should have spiritual sense, so she began to use the ancient shamanic language (the ancient shamanic language has been handed down from the ancient times to the present, and this language was proficient in ghosts, gods, demons, and people) 'What are you doing here, if you want to hurt my family, I will fight with you with all my life, and I will do my best anyway. ’

But the thing didn't respond, its eyes slowly closed, and it slowly floated in the air. Grandma knew that this thing didn't want to deal with her, but she couldn't beat it, so she sat down cross-legged and sat opposite her. Both hands tightly grasped the glass-patterned bronze mirror under the skirt. I thought in my heart, I just used divination to see my grandson's life, how could I attract this thing, carefully recalled the divination process, and there was no omission. Grandma kept guessing the purpose of this thing's coming here. After a long time, dozens of minutes passed. Suddenly, this thing opened its eyes and laughed, and rushed out of the ancestral mourning hall. When my grandmother saw this, she rushed out and pointed straight to the room where I lived. yelled badly and rushed out after him.