Chapter 2: Memories

In my sleep, it was as if I had gone back to the distant past.

The same is lying in bed.

"Grandpa, why hasn't my sister woken up yet?"

A crisp children's voice rang in my ears.

This is the voice of my little brother who loves my sister, I was still asleep and I actually woke up when I heard his noise, but I couldn't open my eyes, my body was very weak, I usually only knew how to sleep, and rarely woke up.

My little brother's voice sounded in my ears again: "Grandpa, you said that my sister has been asleep for a long time, when will she wake up?" ”

A kind and kind voice sounded, "As long as you talk to her more, she will wake up." ”

The voice was old and pure, and Xu was impatient with the child's noise, so he took the time to answer. I heard him smoking a dry cigarette with a "bang", and he was the old man who picked me up.

I can't tell why I remember this voice and know the situation of this family clearly. Although I slept and woke up from time to time, I could tell from what they said around me that the family was very warm-hearted.

The man was an honest farmer, the hostess was a warm-hearted woman, and now they were my cheap parents, and the old man who picked me up was my grandfather. Of course, there was also a very noisy little boy who would always come to my bed when he was okay and talk to me constantly. I couldn't sleep until the old man impatiently drove him out.

But thanks to him, I learned not only about the family, but also about the village. Of course, this is only from the point of view of the little boy.

This village is called Gejia Village, and there are only about 100 households in the village, which is a small mountain village deep in the mountain col. Very few people can go out into the outside world, they will only live a self-sufficient, sunrise and sunset days.

The old man of this family is an outsider, surnamed Hua, who fled the famine to Gejia Village decades ago, and settled here, he is the only person in the village who can give people a little illness, and sometimes do a ritual for others, to eliminate diseases and solve disasters. They call this kind of person "Shenhan", and he is a capable person.

I have been staying at their house for more than half a year, but for most of the year, my health has been very bad and I have often become seriously ill. Old Man Hua would make bitter medicine that was hard to drink to nourish my body, but the time I had to open my eyes became shorter and shorter.

The little boy's big name is Ge Chengyi, they all call him Xiaoyi, and although I have very little time to be awake, I always see him at my bedside. When other children go out to play, he accompanies me in the hospital bed.

My illness has always been a big stone in the old man's heart, he will sit at the head of the bed every day and smoke dry cigarettes, his brows are tightly locked, his face is sinking like water, even Xiaoyi, who is very good at making noise, does not dare to disturb him lightly.

One day, Xiaoyi's scream woke me up again from my sleep.

"Grandpa, no, why is my sister's forehead so hot, will she have a fever again?" Xiaoyi's voice was full of worry.

His little hand was placed on my forehead, cold and cold, which made me feel very comfortable, and also made my groggy brain have a trace of clarity. But his little hand was quickly removed, and a large, rough hand was placed on my forehead.

"It's a fever, and it's burning very badly!" The old man's voice came out.

Actually, it's very common for me to have a fever, and I don't even know how many times I've had it. But this time, it seemed so powerful that even I felt like my body was burning like a furnace.

"Then what should I do, Grandpa, you must find a way to save your sister, otherwise she will burn out her brain."

The little brother Xu has been with the old man for a long time, and he also knows that a fever will burn out his brain.

"You go get some cold water first, wipe her body to cool down!" The old man commanded.

Xiaoyi agreed, and ran out, and soon he came back, and brought back the mistress of the house, my cheap mother.

My mother wiped my body openly, she was a taciturn rural woman, she was a little afraid of the old man, and she was silent in front of the old man.

But her hands are very warm, and the hands that are used to working seem rough but with a hint of warmth, which makes my muddy brain get a trace of clarity, and also makes me feel a wordless maternal love.

Soon, she wiped my whole body, and then left the old man, who was still smoking dry tobacco at the bedside, and went out with Aze, who was very reluctant to leave.

Maybe I've slept for too long, and I've just been tossed, and the temperature on my body has dropped a lot, which makes me feel a little better. I could hear the old man's heavy breathing and wordless sighs, I didn't know what he was worried about, although it was a fever, it was not quite normal, even I was not worried.

It's just that I don't understand why he brought home a dying child like me and bothered me like this. However, I know that no one is born to do anything for you, people need to know how to be grateful and retribution.

After a long time, he got up and walked to my bedside, sighed, and muttered to himself: "Girl, the yin qi in your body is too heavy, if you don't restrain yourself, you are afraid that you will be killed by the yin qi storm, or not, since I brought you back, I have to be responsible for you." ”

I vaguely heard the old man's words, and blinked at his old face with a hint of determination, as if I had finally made up my mind. At that time, I didn't know that the old man's so-called responsibility was at the cost of his ten years of longevity, borrowing his life from heaven to renew my life.

Late that night, I only felt a fire on my forehead, and when I opened my sleepy eyes, I saw the old man holding a piece of flaming talisman paper dangling in front of my forehead. There were still words in his mouth, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

Many years later, I realized that the old man was using the Yang Gathering Charm to dispel the yin qi in my body.

After that, he used his life to exchange his life for me, but this way of exchanging life for life is very unfair, not that you can exchange a few years of yang life for a few years, but ten for one, that is, ten years for one year.

And not everyone can come and exchange, either a loved one or a person with magic.

I picked it up, and obviously there couldn't be any loved ones around, so the old man chose the latter. It's good that he's a warlock, but he's already in the age of the sixtieth year, and there's not much left to take out ten years of life to renew my life.

I was so burned by the flames that I started to cry "wow", but my cry was like a mosquito and didn't make much noise.

At this time, I was already dying, only a faint breath remained, and I still had the strength to cry. However, the fire of the rune paper made me instinctively frightened, and I kept waving my little hands in an attempt to resist. This is also because the yin energy gathered in my body is resisting the invasion of yang fire.

What is the Yang Gathering Talisman, I only learned later that this thing was obtained by collecting the fire of the scorching sun during the solar calendar, and it is an extremely high-level Fulu.

And the reason why the old man has this kind of high-level Fu Lu is also because he is the descendant of the Taoist doctor. The so-called Taoist medicine is a set of psychosomatic medical system with religious colors or folk culture formed by Taoism in the process of religious activities and the pursuit of immortality through the understanding and understanding of life, health and disease.

Taoist medicine includes taking food, outer pills, inner pills, guiding, and elixirs and charms with the color of witch doctors, etc., which are both related to and different from traditional Chinese medicine, and the essence of its medicine and pharmacology is an integral part of Chinese medicine.

Taoist medicine can be said to be a very ancient inheritance, and its sect does not pay much attention to it, but it is passed on by word of mouth among folk masters and apprentices. Of course, these are all things that the old man sued me when I grew up.

In fact, the old man only knew a little about the skin, and this Yang Gathering Talisman was one of the few valuable things that his master left him.

The old man quickly burned the talisman paper, sprinkled the talisman ashes into a large bowl, and carefully poured the talisman water into my mouth. Although I was afraid, I didn't have any strength to resist, and soon drank up the big bowl of runic water, and my little belly swelled up.

In the haze, I fell asleep again. I don't know how long I slept, but I woke up again and was woken up by Xiaoyi's immature child's voice. After that, my body slowly improved. It's just that when I saw the old man's appearance, I obviously felt that he was much older.

In this way, he only gave me a year of life, and since then, he has tried his best to renew my life.