There are children in the neighboring villages, who are sluggish and have low intelligence, but they can refer to ghosts and gods, and they must be called strangers.

In a few days, it will be July 15th.

A farmer took the child to a Taoist temple on the mountainside dozens of miles away from the village and asked the viewer to visit him.

The little Taoist priest received them first, and when he saw that the farmer was eager, he suspiciously went to clear the master and came out.

The viewer walked out of the inside in a grand manner, brushing his beard with one hand, and looked quite qualified.

When the farmer saw him, he hurriedly pulled the child forward.

"Dao Chief, this is my child, and it is a reluctant invitation to bring her here."

The farmer looked embarrassed.

He's already eaten too much closed-door soup.

This aroused the curiosity of the viewer, and he patiently listened to the farmer's rambling words.

The child in his family was stupid since childhood, but he could see things that he shouldn't see.

Every year during the Midyear Festival, the night when the ghost door is opened, is the time when farmers are most worried.

The child will see many ghosts roaming in the little thatched huts, disturbed by them.

Seeing that this year's Halloween is coming again, don't you start asking for the Dharma everywhere again.

The children are already well-known for their yin and yang eyes around the village, and no small temple goddess wants to see them, so they have to find a place far away from the village, just to seek shelter in a place where there are no ghosts for a night.

It would be better if you could break this yin and yang eye.

The farmer doesn't care if there is any magic in these yin and yang eyes, he just wants his children to live an ordinary life.

The boy was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, with hollow eyes, and he looked like a demented and walking corpse.

He stroked his beard and said, "Can you bring the child's birthday?" ”

Unexpectedly, the farmer looked embarrassed again, and said, "I don't know the birth date of this child." ”

This is about ten years ago, when the weather was very different, and the rain did not fall.

The farmer's wife went to the county to pawn the family heirloom hairpin and return in exchange for some food.

To go to the county, you have to climb over a hill, and the peasant woman on the mountain road meets bandits and dies in Huangquan.

Someone from the neighboring village passed by and saw it with their own eyes, but they didn't dare to say anything, so they hurried back to the village to report the news after the robbers had gone.

The farmer and the villagers were about to go up the mountain together to look for the peasant woman, but the sky suddenly changed, and the black wind gusted, and the sand and rocks were flying.

Everyone knows that when the sky is dark, this mountain road is not easy to walk.

As soon as this drought came, not only people, but also the jackals in the mountains were hungry and wandered around, and it was July 15, so no one was willing to go.

The farmer could not do it alone, but was persuaded by everyone to go back.

That night, what everyone thought was the coming rainstorm was just a night of strong winds.

The black dog in the village barked all night, which made everyone in the village uneasy.

The next morning, when the sky was normal again, the villagers went up the mountain together and finally found the bones of the peasant woman.

Strangely, the carcass that was thought to be eaten by the wolves was intact, and a four-year-old child was sitting next to it.

The child looked ignorant when he saw the stunned people.

The child is demented and can't speak, but he still holds the heirloom hairpin in his hand.

Everyone thought it was strange and amazed.

The farmer thought that God had taken pity on my dead wife and gave me this child.

She guarded his wife's bones, and she still held a family heirloom in her hand, which was the will of God to pass on my family.

So the farmer brought the child home and raised it as his own.

As soon as the contemplator heard about the child's life experience, he said thoughtfully: "The poor way has been calculated, this child is not a human being, but a child of the underworld, born from the qi of the yin on the mountain, and he himself has resentment. It's better to send it away while it's still unpleasant, or else—"

After a pause, "Your family will be destroyed." ”

When the farmer heard this, his face changed suddenly, and he said, "You don't have the ability to cure my child, so you say so." I won't believe you, this child is kind to my family, and I won't abandon her. ”

The farmer picked up the child and left.

The viewer was also a little angry in the back, and said, "Hmph, people just have obsessions, and sooner or later they will harm themselves. ”

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and there is no voice in the four places, but the sound of the wind, the sound of trees, low noises, and strange sounds are endless.

There was also a man who hurried boldly in the mountains, and the man gathered his black cloak and hid himself in the night, as if nothing would find him.

Walking hurriedly, from time to time the moon-white clothes were exposed at his feet.

In the mountain village, the doors and windows of every household are closed, and the lights are extinguished, for fear of attracting something.

The whole mountain village seemed dead silent in the howling mountain wind, as if there were no people living here.

Only one of the lamps was still on, glowing faintly but warmly.

The farmer also has no choice, it is obviously not good to light the lights all night, but it is even worse not to light the lights.

He was going to keep the boy all night.

The mound of mounds in the back mountain is full of red flowers, wrapped in petals in the middle, and filament-like petals like tentacles are spread around it, which looks enchanting and weird.

Clusters of dark blue ghost fires began to float, flickering and flashing, like eyes.

The child leaned down the window and watched, and saw a black shadow standing up from there, and the shadow came towards the little thatched hut.

The child turned his head blankly and looked at the farmer, whose expressionless face reflected the candlelight that was jumping in the room.

Before the farmer could figure out what was going on, there was a knock on the door.

It's midnight now, how can anyone still pass by, could it be that this light has attracted something?

The farmer's hands and feet were cold, and his face turned pale.

After waiting for a while, there was no movement, and a pair of delicate hands stretched out from under the black cloak and knocked on the door again.

A crack opened in the door, revealing a pale face, startling the cloaked man.

The farmer saw a dark figure standing in the doorway, his big hat making the face of the visitor hidden in the darkness, standing in the night wind like a ghost.

The dark shadow pulled his hat, revealing a young man's face.

The farmer quickly let the dusty-looking boy into the house and closed the door again.

The man took off his cloak, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a neat bun on his head, large and bright black eyes, and a handsome and clean face.

He has a smile as warm as the sun, and his voice is full of energy.

"It's really a disturbance, I have no place to rest all the way, so I walked until late at night, can I stay here for the night?"

The farmer hurriedly prepared some hot soup and said, "Yes, son, it is not safe for you to travel so late." ”

The boy thanked the farmer, and in a blink of an eye he saw the girl in the corner.

The girl looked at him with a blank expression.

"What's your name?"

The teenager asked the girl.

But the girl did not answer, and the farmer said for her, "This is my child, named Yueming." ”

The farmer sighed, and then said, "You may have to be wronged today for the night, and the lights will not be turned off at night." ”

"Why?"

The boy asked curiously.

"Light the lamp to dispel some ghosts, the moon has a pair of yin and yang eyes, you can see ghosts and gods, today is Halloween again...... By the way, why do you dare to run around outside today? ”

The farmer thought of this as he spoke.

The boy smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of those." In fact, ghosts can't hurt people, only people can hurt people. Unless people who are weak-willed or physically weak may encounter evil spirits, they will be affected, but that is mainly because of their own incompleteness......"

The farmer looked at the boy in amazement and thought he knew a lot.

"So Yueming's yin and yang eyes won't let her be haunted by ghosts?"

The boy said, "It's nature, but she can see it, and no one else can see it." In fact, in ancient times, people also had yin and yang eyes at the beginning, which was not an unlucky thing. Later, people's greed became heavier, lazy muscles grew, many organs began to degenerate, and the yin and yang eyes gradually disappeared. I read in a book that everyone has heavenly eyes, which are placed in the eyebrow chakra, which is also called the moon chakra. The moon itself is an open eye. The eyes are the eyes. So the center of the moon ring eyebrows turned out to be an open eye. The moon has no day, but if the moon is self-evident. This is the photosynthesis of the soul of life and the soul of heaven, and if the moon can also obtain the shadow of the soul of the earth. In the moonlight, it can become a phase. This is the eye of a thousand eyes, and the light of a thousand eyes.