In the early autumn twilight of depression, the water in the clear stream is cold, the reed flowers are flying, the yellow leaves are falling, the jackdaw is noisy in the forest, and the sunset at dusk gives the earth a melancholy color......

Distance. There was a wisp of sad and low voice, in this bitter twilight and sunset, spreading, like crying and complaining, which made people listen to it and tenderly knotted their bowels.

Following the sound of the flute, it was faintly visible that next to a big tree with bald branches and leaves, there was a child about seventeen or eighteen years old, who was playing with a green bamboo flute.

In the autumn breeze, the child was wearing only a plain jacket, and a few dead leaves on the tree were falling in the wind, and everything seemed so calm and serene.

During the break, the child stopped the and raised his head slightly, his delicate and handsome face exuded a compelling brilliance, which made people doubt that there was such a good-looking child in this world?

He has black and white eyes, the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, his eyebrows fly obliquely into his sideburns, and the mouth is of moderate thickness. With a straight nose and an occasional smile, like a spring flower, revealing a row of teeth like braided shells, one can only think that this child is beautiful, beautiful, and flawless.

But there was a cold light in those eyes that looked like Lang Xing, and the corners of his eyebrows and mouth seemed to contain some worldly posture beyond his age......

At this time, he stared at the afterglow of the sky, stood up with a falling attitude, walked a few steps forward gently, opened his hands, and felt the coolness brought to him by the autumn wind, with a slight smile on his face, but he smiled so sincerely, as if the world was so big, only this trace of calm now can give him the greatest comfort in the depths of his soul!

"Fan'er, Fan'er-" In the evening breeze, there were suddenly a few old and slightly trembling shouts......

"Grandpa, I'm here!" As soon as the child heard this voice, he immediately agreed loudly, hurriedly put away the bamboo flute, and disappeared into the vast twilight.

It was darker, the cold wind was gusting, the forehead was extremely desolate, and on a yellow mud path, two figures were wriggling.

The old man slowly moved his trembling body, and sighed softly: "Alas! Before you know it, you are already eighteen years old, but your grandfather's body is getting worse day by day, are you still thinking about the death of your parents? ”

"Grandpa, your body is stiff, don't mention the past!" Although Chen Fan said so in his mouth, along the way, his thoughts couldn't help but go back to some scenes from his childhood............

"Scourge Star, down with Scourge Star!"

Five children of six or seven years old, pressing a child of about seven or eight years old to the ground, is a burst of punches and kicks.

I saw that the beaten young child was born with red lips and white teeth, a plump forehead, a nose like a hanging gall, eyes like paint, and a white texture.

Chen Fan didn't know why they called themselves a disaster star, and they wanted to bully themselves, but he didn't fight back, because his grandfather said that he couldn't hit people casually, so Chen Fan had to lie on the ground without saying a word, protecting his vital position with his hands.

"You little bunnies!" I saw an old man shouting and scolding from the entrance of the village, an old man with a medicine basket on his back, plain clothes, and frosted temples, and a small medicine hoe in his hand rushing towards the entrance of the village.

When the five children saw the old man in such a posture, they were like frightened birds, and they scattered and disappeared at the entrance of the village.

"Don't let me see you, bunnies!" The old man shouted angrily at the children who had not yet run away. Stretched out his hand to help Chen Fan on the ground, patted the dust on his body for him, and said with concern: "Fan'er, are you okay?" ”

"No, grandpa!" The young Chen Fan shook his head and asked, "Grandpa, why do they all call me Calamity?" ”

"Alas-" Seeing Chen Fan ask this question again, the old man couldn't help sighing, and said with a kind gaze in his eyes: "Fan'er, children are not sensible, don't care about these little bastards, let's go home." ”

"Hmm!" Chen Fan saw that his grandfather still answered in the past, so he didn't ask more.

Chen Fan, who was still young at the time, didn't understand what the calamity star meant, but now he knew! I also know why the people in the village call him a disaster star.

As soon as he was born, his mother died in childbirth because of giving birth to him. Because of his mother's death, his father lived on alcohol all day long, and not long after he accidentally fell into a small river at the entrance of the village and drowned.

In just one year, because of Chen Fan's birth, the two who were originally in love with each other and happy disappeared into the world, leaving only him who had just turned one year old, and slowly grew up under the care of this old man.

Chen Fan turned on the light in the house, only to see an old-fashioned Chinese medicine cabinet placed on the front wall of the house, as well as a simple consultation table for patients.

"Grandpa, you sit here first, I'll go cook!" Chen Fan settled his grandfather at the dining table and walked towards the kitchen.

A while.

A simple two dishes and one soup were served, and the vegetables were fragrant, and Grandpa Chen smelled the vegetables and said, "Fan'er, your craftsmanship is getting better and better." ”

"Hehe, grandpa, don't make fun of Fan'er." Chen Fan served a meal for his grandfather, and then sat opposite his grandfather and began to eat.

"Grandpa, come and eat a piece of meat."

"Fan'er, I'll do it myself, you eat..."

“…………”

One old and one young, simple two dishes and one soup, quinoa is full of warm atmosphere-

Soon the two finished dinner, and Chen Fan began to clean up, only to hear Grandpa Chen point to the medicine basket full of various herbs placed next to the consultation table, and said, "Fan'er, after cleaning up in a while, remember to pour all the herbs in the basket into the big pottery porcelain jar in the kitchen." ”

"I got it, grandpa."

Chen Fan quickly cleaned up, picked up the medicine basket and walked into the kitchen.

In the center of the large kitchen is a large ceramic medicine jar that can accommodate two people, filled with steaming water, and there is a fire underneath that is constantly heating the water in the medicine jar.

Chen Fan first tested the water temperature and felt that it was suitable, and then began to skillfully put the herbs into the large ceramic medicine jar in batches.

After about five minutes, the fragrance of herbs filled the entire kitchen, and only then did Grandpa Chen, who was behind him, speak: "Fan'er, today is the last time you will soak these herbs, you don't need to soak them in the future, hurry up and take off your clothes and go in!" ”

"Hmm!" Chen Fan quickly stripped off his clothes and jumped into the large ceramic medicine jar.

When Chen Fan entered the ceramic medicine jar, Grandpa Chen stepped forward in a few steps, kept adding firewood, and saw that the fire was raging.

The potion in the medicine jar has a high temperature at the beginning to a high temperature, and a high temperature to boiling. Bubbles bubble up from time to time, but Chen Fan is immersed in water, if it is for outsiders to see, he will not be scared half to death.

It boiled for half an hour before the old man weakened the fire.

Then Grandpa Chen's hands kept patting Chen Fan's whole body very regularly, only to see that Chen Fan's whole body muscles were tense and red like cherries, and streams of white gas were slowly exhaling from those acupoints and pores, especially the "Baihui" acupoint on the top of his head.

When Grandpa Chen saw this, he nodded with satisfaction and stopped, only to see that Grandpa Chen's originally ruddy face had turned pale, and countless beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Grandpa Chen stood aside and looked at Chen Fan in the jar, and soon, the white gas was exhausted, and he saw that the potion that was still green began to slowly become clear.

When the potion became completely clear, Chen Fan's skin house also turned from red to light red, and gradually changed to a normal color.

"Huh-" Chen Fan in the medicine jar exhaled a breath of turbidity, opened his eyes, saw the pale grandfather, hurriedly helped, and said with concern: "Grandpa, are you okay?" ”

"It's fine!" waved his hand, and then motioned for Chen Fan to come out and get dressed, and then Grandpa Chen spoke: "Fan'er, I used the seventy-two innate massage techniques to pat all the acupoints of your body, and used these one hundred and eight kinds of herbs to blend the potion to wash your whole body, and it has been seventeen years since I counted the days, but fortunately you didn't let me down and survived." ”

Grandpa Chen paused and said, "I got these methods from an ancient medical book, do you know that Grandpa has cultivated your body beyond ordinary people. ”

"Huh?" Chen Fan didn't understand the meaning of his grandfather's words.

"Hehe, now you don't understand it, let's let you experience it slowly." Grandpa Chen smiled and left the kitchen.

Wipe his body clean, Chen Fan then put on his clothes, he has been soaking this potion for almost eighteen years, but there are not necessarily any benefits beyond ordinary people, except that his body has never been sick, and his strength is greater than that of ordinary people, he really didn't find anything special.

After Chen Fan, who had dressed up, cleaned up the kitchen again, he was about to go back to his room to rest, and just a few steps away, he vaguely heard the sound of Uncle Zhang talking to Aunt Zhang.

"Xiaoshun, I haven't finished my homework, I just want to watch TV, go back to the room and do my homework!"

"The child wants to watch TV, you let him watch it, what are you doing so fiercely?"

"It's your mother-in-law all day long, and she spoils him, and he is the fourth from the bottom of the class before the exam!"

“…………”

What the hell is going on? Uncle Zhang's house was nearly fifty meters away from him, but why could he hear it so clearly?

When he opened his eyes, Chen Fan only felt that everything he saw in his eyes seemed to have changed, and all kinds of colors in the room were vivid, and even the lights seemed to have a flowing texture.

Even the originally dark scene outside the house could be seen clearly in his eyes at a distance of ten meters, a phenomenon that had never appeared before.

Shaking his head, Chen Fan saw that the scene in front of him had returned to normal again, and the voices of Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang were no longer in his ears.

Could it be that it was all an illusion?

“…… Do you know that Grandpa has raised your body to be beyond the ordinary? The words that Grandpa had just said suddenly came to mind.

Could it be-

Chen Fan calmed down again and quietly listened to the sounds around him, but there was no other sound in his ears except for the sound of mosquitoes spreading their wings and wriggling, let alone the voice of Uncle Zhang, who lived more than fifty meters away from him.

Slowly opened his eyes and looked out of the house, the blurred scene under the starlight was still blurry, and there was no clearly visible scene just now.

After trying several times in a row, Chen Fan wanted to re-experience the subtle feeling before, but he couldn't feel anything.

Shaking his head, maybe he was really thinking too much, Chen Fan didn't think much about it, and went back to his room and slept with his clothes.