Early that morning, my grandmother was busy harvesting straw, and specially instructed me to go to see Grandpa Hu or accompany Grandma Miao, but I must be obedient and not naughty. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info I ate the noodles that my grandmother ordered, and ran to Grandpa Hu's house with a fart. In fact, it's just a few steps away, and when you open the courtyard door, you will arrive, and they are all next to each other.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard a woman crying and crying, I heard them whispering conversation, and Grandpa Hu was smoking with his hookah, smoking like lighting a big haystack, making the room smoky, choking people hated to wear gas masks, and when I looked closely, I found that Grandpa Hu was in deep thought, as if he was thinking about something...

The woman stopped her tears: "Master Tiger, what do you think of this?"

Grandpa Hu took a deep breath and swallowed the cigarette in his mouth into his stomach, as if he had never smoked in his life, and only spit out the remaining smoke in his stomach when he couldn't hold it back. Take another breath, the smoke just comes out of the mouth, enters the nose again, turns around in the lungs and spits out, and sometimes you can see round smoke rings...

Grandpa Hu came back to his senses and said: "No one has a problem with this, who called your family leader so lacking in virtue, so be it! There is no other way to do it, you go back and buy a few fish and release them by the river, don't kill them, usually do more good deeds, take this amulet back and wear it on your husband, and also persuade your husband to kill yourself if you do too much injustice, so do it yourself!"

After the woman got the amulet, she stopped talking, looked at Grandpa Hu, shook her head and walked out.

"Little girl, don't come in yet, aren't you tired standing still?" Grandpa Hu smiled kindly when he saw me.

"Grandpa Hu, does that auntie have anything you want you to help with?" I still couldn't stop my curiosity, and I couldn't help but ask as soon as I sat down.

Grandpa Hu knocked on my head, "Yo, you're a big ghost, you have to get to the bottom of what happens, it seems that I have to satisfy your curiosity, otherwise I won't be able to be quiet these days!"

The sun is nice and warm enough to make you feel like a lifetime is too long. Unknown birds in the trees, looking at each other, chirping and chirping, infinite tenderness, leaning on each other. Occasionally, there will be a pleasant singer, calling a few sounds to fly back and forth. The sun has risen among the trees, smearing the light on the east wall, and the light cast on the house is covered with floating dust, and the fine particles rise and sink happily in the light, like a morning dance, which makes people feel intoxicated.

The small courtyard is so simple and so poetic.

Grandpa Hu said slowly, "The one just now is Aunt Lan from the next village, she is in charge, that is, Uncle Qiu, who is haunted by the gas eater, and now he is in charge of the family, and the person who is only in his thirties looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, this is the popularity of the gas eater swallowed up, causing the yang life to become shorter, if you do this bad thing again, it is estimated that it will not last long." ”

"What is a gas eater?" I couldn't help but ask.

Grandpa Hu said: "Qi eaters feed their stomachs by inhaling air, so they are particularly sensitive to various smells and can distinguish various smells between heaven and earth. He was sent by Lord Yama to guard the gate, and he was able to discern the smell of all kinds of ghosts that mingled with the multitude of beings, and captured them.

This kind of ghost is not a humanoid ghost. It is a ghost that cannot directly harm people like a lost god. But it is different from the lost god in that it feeds on the breath of people. People who are harmed by it will not die immediately, but they will feel that they are not breathing, but after a long time, they will become depressed, age rapidly, and die naturally. It's a more righteous ghost, and it's only when you see someone who has done something bad that you are harmful. ”

It turns out that Uncle Qiu likes to eat game and often goes out to hunt. Anyway, birds and animals must have every meal. And he likes to abuse animals in various ways, and he doesn't cook them until he is half-dead. Uncle Qiu specially killed dogs and cats to eat, and his methods were extremely cruel, and many people persuaded him that he would not listen to him, and insisted on going his own way! Sometimes he would go up to the tree to dig out the magpie's nest and take away the bird's eggs to eat, and sometimes he would catch frogs on a large scale and torture and kill frogs.

I used to be fine, but just a week ago, Uncle Ball caught a wild cat and came back.

Trapping the wild cat in the cage and piercing the wild cat's eyes with scissors, the wild cat struggled desperately in the cage. Immediately blood stained the cage. Uncle Qiu was still not satisfied, so he pulled the wild cat out of the cage and held it down with his feet, whipping it vigorously with a leash until the wild cat's breathing weakened and his body slowly fell to the ground. The real abuse is less than the one described.

Uncle Ball is in a hurry to kill the cat and feast on it. As he had done before, he poured a bucket of boiling water, put the cat in a woven bag, and planned to throw it into the boiling water to scald it to death. Unexpectedly, the dying cat actually bit through the woven bag, and a pair of sharp front teeth bit a deep blood hole in the back of his right hand, and the blood flowed. Then he was furious, picked up the kitchen knife and went crazy, one, two... He didn't know how many knives he had chopped himself, and he didn't stop until the wildcat showed signs of completely stopping struggling.

After that, peel the skin and eat the meat. That night, Uncle Qiu had a dream, dreaming that he slaughtered the wild cat today, staring at him viciously and saying that you killed me, I want to ask you for your life, so that you can slowly realize that life is worse than death. As he spoke, he slapped Uncle Ball on the head with his cat's paw, Uncle Ball felt his head clouded, woke up, and felt uncomfortable, but he didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just a nightmare, and then fell asleep. After a while, Uncle Qiu felt sluggish, and then he became more and more serious, and he became listless, drowsy, and his hair was almost pale. The whole person is like a dying person, terminally ill.

Uncle Qiu's wife realized that something was wrong, and she was rushed to a big hospital, but the examination could not find a reason. The doctor just said that there was a bacterial infection, and he was given a shot of water, and he was prescribed medicine and sent him home. But I didn't see Uncle Qiu's condition improve, Uncle Qiu's wife inquired about it, and the experienced old man said that this was a ghost who had come to ask for her life, and told her to quickly find a half-immortal to ask for a hexagram to see if she was saved.

Uncle Qiu's wife inquired about many popular half-immortal experts everywhere, and also brought a lot of "fairy water" for Uncle Qiu to drink, and poured three meals a day into Uncle Qiu's stomach. But it didn't get better at all, but it got worse day by day, and Uncle Qiu couldn't get up and walk until now. Uncle Qiu's wife didn't give up, and continued to inquire, and this is the scene just now, crying and begging Grandpa Hu to save her from being in charge.

But things have developed to this point, and the gods are gone. Grandpa Hu has also done his best.

After telling Uncle Qiu's story, Grandpa Hu said to me in a deep voice: "Xiaoqing, people don't do bad things, there are gods in the three feet of their heads; they are not afraid of others and know themselves, good and evil will be rewarded in the end, only strive to come early and late; treat life well!"