The old woman's eyes were like eagles, fierce...... With the careful eyes peculiar to women, look at me.

It gave me goosebumps all over my body, and if it weren't for my grandfather's withered old hands that were like pincers to imprison me. I'm going to have to complain about this old woman.

"Caihua...... It's been decades, and you can't change your temper!" said the old man in a deep voice.

"I just don't allow strangers

"Alas......" the old man sighed lightly, "it's been decades, so forget about it." ”

If it hadn't been for the strangers who came to our house that day to beg for water, Tianzheng would not have disappeared...... It's all your fault, that's our only son!"

The old woman's voice was suddenly very sharp, and gradually became inaudible.

The old man shook his head, said no more, pulled me to kneel on the futon in front of the Buddha shrine, and told me to pray sincerely and sincerely, so that the Buddha and Bodhisattva would bless.

Shouldn't I worship Sanqing......? Most of the people in southern Fujian believe in Buddhism, which makes some diǎn unreasonable, and the concept of Taoism and Buddhism is deviated, but it is all for the sake of the fruit position, saving the suffering and saving the suffering, but there is no one who is right and who is wrong.

The old man took my hand, and muttered some strange syllables that I didn't quite understand, very low and fast, and just as my ears were 'buzzing', a shout rang in my ears.

I soon woke up, and when I woke up, I was already in a cold sweat, because my soul was almost diǎn out of my body, and it was almost diǎndiǎn...... If this state continues for a few more minutes, I'll be gone.

"Oh my boy, even the gods don't want to protect you!" the old man sighed suddenly, his face covered with sorrow, and in his eyes it seemed that being protected by the gods was a very noble faith!

But at least I don't think so, life has joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, people's lives are not really destined, personal destiny is in their own hands, a qiē but blessings and misfortunes all depend on personal efforts.

If you really encounter accidental death, it is really helpless...... Therefore, we must be cautious and cautious, and be cautious in our words and deeds!

"Grandpa, is it said by God @≌dǐng@≌diǎn@≌ small @≌, .¤.os_(); Is it really that good to be blessed by Ming?" I asked my doubts, but unexpectedly I was shocked by the old man, and the pain made me cry in my eyes!

"What empty words does the young man say! He still dares to talk about the gods! Hurry up and apologize to the Buddha Lord Bodhisattva!" The old man scolded me harshly.

This is the case in southern Fujian, any disrespect for the gods, ghosts and gods-related topics, are like the period of severe crackdown in ancient times, always make people panic, I don't know much about other southern Fujian regions, but in my region, people's belief in Buddhism is higher than the knowledge of Taoism.

There are millions of devout believers, I think the Buddha should be quite happy, after all, faith can create the power of faith, and that is a kind of merit!

In the end, I apologized to the Buddha and Bodhisattva in front of the old man, and apologized, so that his face looked much better...... I had to do the same, after all, I needed to know something, and I had to be a turtle grandson!

"Young man, follow me. The old man seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and his back, which was already slightly rickety, was now like a camel's twin peaks, giving people a certain sense of desolation.

I remember that in China, young people helped the elderly to walk, unless they were their own relatives, they could not help the elderly casually, otherwise they would be subjected to a series of abuse and chatter...... As for in foreign countries, especially in the United States.

The elderly, you can choose to help or not to help, and if you help them, you will thank you for your actions and will not speak ill of them.

This is a certain story told by the Chinese teacher who was angry away, I remember it deeply, and when I see the old man, I unconsciously think of it.

So I stretched out my hand, and it eventually retracted!

……

I followed the old man to the side room, and there was an old-fashioned wooden bed in it, which should have been covered with vermilion lacquer, but because of the age, the color paint had long been mottled and had fallen a lot, revealing the brown that the trees should have.

The bed is placed very simply, a quilt, two pillows, under the wooden bed is an ancient wardrobe, in the middle of the wardrobe there is a mirror half a meter long and 30 centimeters wide, the mirror surface is yellow, and the ancients used it in general.

It is not like a modern mirror, but it has a special white luster, which is very bright!

To my right is a long table that reaches up to my waist and abdomen, and the color of the table has also fallen off a lot, and there is also such a long table in my hometown, on which it is easy to be punctured by protruding wooden thorns, and it will sink deep into the flesh.

In addition, there are only two chaise longues left, which are also old-fashioned.

The old man invited me to sit on a chaise longue, and I unceremoniously lay down, and the chaise longue made an overwhelming 'creaking' sound, but I didn't really care about it, to say that this thing was really sturdy.

In the past, although people were poor, almost every household was a real person, and the furniture sold by some merchants was also a child's undeceived goods, which was very durable.

"Drink tea!" the old man picked up a cup and handed it over.

I hurriedly held it with both hands, this is as it should be, the younger generation should be respectful and polite to the elders, unless the other party is disrespectful to the old, otherwise this must be done...... That's what my mom used to teach me.

"Grandpa, you're welcome. "Although I don't drink much tea, I'm embarrassed not to drink it now, after all, not drinking it will discourage the face of the old man.

"After drinking this cup of tea, warm up first, I'm listening to the old guy. The old man smiled, smoking a cigarette, and under the misty smoke, his old man looked very meaningful, and there was a sense of diǎn immortals in the hazy world.

The old man took a puff of cigarette, suddenly coughed, and then gradually calmed down, and there was an indescribable vicissitudes in his tone, and said: "Our town, in the Qing Dynasty, was under the control of a certain high-ranking official, after this person died, buried somewhere in this town, over the years countless tomb robbers have wanted to steal this person's tomb, but no one has succeeded......"

In the old man's narration, a picture scroll showing the vicissitudes of life spread out in front of my eyes.

After the death of that high-ranking official in the Qing Dynasty, there were many tomb robbers, that is, the legendary Captain Touching Gold, and the like, thieves who made a fortune by eating the dead, and gathered many times to dig up the tomb of this person, but the people who went afterwards seemed to have evaporated from the world, and all disappeared.

The old man's great-grandfather was also a tomb robber, and after his master went down to the grave, he was never seen again...... It is rumored that if you want to go to the tomb, you must first find the spirit house, a spirit house full of hidden yin qi.

Find it, and then get something inside, and you can go down lì into the tomb, which is a pearl of the night, a pearl of the child...... It is of the same root and origin as the night pearl in the tomb, and they are born together, and they have a special sense of each other.

This night pearl in the emperor's lifetime, was once the most precious treasure of the queen mother at that time, it is said that the night pearl sealed a secret, there is about immortality, some people say that it is related to immortals, get it you can see immortals.

There are many rumors, but all point to one diǎn...... If you get it, you will have the secret method of knowing immortality.

And the person who gets the bead must go to the tomb to worship the mother bead within five years, otherwise it will evaporate from the world after five years.

……

Hearing this, the old man returned to normalcy, and I clenched my fists...... Because when I was fucking holding Xiao Fan against the wall, my hand touched something, which was a bead twice as small as a fist and just enough to hold in one hand.

I was curious at the time, and the situation was different at that time, so I had to put this bead in Xiaofan's pocket, and when I went back to the police station, I almost forgot about it, if it wasn't for the old man to tell me about it, I would have forgotten that I had gotten Zizhu.

That is, if I don't go to the tomb within five years and go to worship the mother pearl, I will evaporate from the world.

"Zizhu is on me!" I thought about it and said it.

"What!" the old man kicked his legs and stood up suddenly, his eyes shining brightly.

The cigarette stick is emitting wisps of smoke, the same is true of tea, the air is diǎn condensed, and the situation is diǎn weird.

At this moment, I looked at the old man, and the old man looked at me, silent with each other!