This kind of thing can sometimes make people escape from death, and sometimes it can make people die faster. At that time, how could I still think of my own way, in order not to die, I had to try.

As soon as I straightened up, the old wolf behind me began to pull his paws back, and the two hind paws kicked the car so loudly that it dragged me backwards desperately.

I was only ten years old at the time, and even if the rural children were used to being wild, how strong could they be, and it didn't take much time for the wolf to be dragged to the side of the car.

I don't know if the ghost in front of the car is afraid that I will let the wolf eat him and not get any benefit, just when I was about to be dragged under the car by the old wolf, I suddenly let go of the hands covering the eyes of the livestock.

The old horse who pulled the cart ran forward, and the carriage suddenly jumped three or four meters away, and I fell on the car with four backs and eight forks, and the old wolf behind me was also thrown out.

I didn't care about the pain in my body, so I got up and pulled it the horse's tail.

In rural areas, adults have always told children: don't care about the tail of any animal, don't pull it casually, it's easy to pull the animal's hair. If the halter is not tied and rushes out and hurts people, it will be a big disaster!

I tugged at the horse's tail just to get the animals to run away, and it was better to get rid of the wolf or the ghost than to wait here to die.

I grabbed the one so hard that I pulled the hair off the horse's tail, and the animal was so frightened that it spread its hooves and rushed out. I was lying on the board of the carriage, and I couldn't see what was going on in front of or behind the carriage, but I knew that the carriage was trembling all the way.

I grabbed the wheel of the car with both hands and didn't even dare to lift my head, holding my breath and waiting for the carriage to stop, who would have thought that every moment of work, there would be a loud "dang" sound from under the car, and then, as if something flew out along the side of the car.

It's a stone!

As soon as this thought came to my head, the carriage flipped on its side to the ground, and I was thrown directly to the side of the road, and the coffin on the carriage was buckled next to me, and the large amount of money in it was scattered all over the ground.

As soon as I looked up, I saw the old wolf catching up, and a pair of green eyes were only three or five meters away from me, and I could even see its white wolf teeth, but I couldn't find a stone beside me.

I was forced to do nothing, so I grabbed the big money on the ground and hit the wolf. As a result, a big money was beaten, and the old wolf who rushed over made the big money scream, turned around and ran away.

I quickly got up and looked over to the carriage. The animal pulling the cart had already taken off the reins and did not know where it had gone, but there was a figure squatting beside the overturned carriage. The man poked out half of his head in the carriage, as if he were looking at me there, and as if he was avoiding the coffin beside me.

I picked up two handfuls of money from the ground and hit the man in the face. As soon as the raindrops of money fell on the man, the figure burst out with a cry that looked like a woman, and disappeared without a trace.

When I was blocked by a ghost or a wolf, I thought about how I could survive, but now that the wolf has run away and the ghost is gone, I know that I am afraid. But in the middle of the night, I didn't even dare to cry, and I clutched two handfuls of money with both hands, not knowing what to do.

Just when I was holding back my movement and didn't dare to make a sound, a cold sigh came from behind me.

Father? I heard that it was my father's movement, and when I turned around, I saw my father standing not far from me.

I threw myself into my grandfather's arms and cried, but my grandfather touched my head and sighed continuously, and said vigorously: "Providence, it's all providence!" ”

When I stopped crying, my grandfather didn't know where to get the animals that ran out, put them back in the car, and put the big money on the ground into the coffin: "Get in the car, let's go!" ”

I got into the car and asked, "Master, where did you go just now?" ”

"I'm not going anywhere, it's near you. I recruited the wolf, and I brought the ghost. "My grandfather's words made me not come back to my senses for a long time.

My grandfather drove the carriage: "The ghost money in the coffin chose you, which means that you are the heir he wants." The soul of the old ancestor is telling me that it is time to pass on the skill to you. Money starts, life lands. If the ghost money doesn't look for you, I can pass on our family's skills or not; But with the ghost money, I'll have to let you try it. ”

"Although our family's ability is passed down from generation to generation, it also pays attention to fate. You have no fate with those skills, even if it is the son and grandson of our old Wu family, I can't pass on your skills. ”

My father pointed to the coffin on the car: "Whether you have a fate or not, it all depends on whether you can catch the big money in the coffin." If the old Wu family catches a lot of money, it is equivalent to taking their own life, and they will have to be entangled with it for the rest of their lives; If you don't catch it, it is equivalent to handing over your life to God to arrange, and the future good fortune and misfortune will depend on God's will. ”

My grandfather chattered: "Originally, I should have passed on your skills when I started with ghost money, but, from my heart, I don't want you to grab a lot of money!" If you learn the skill, you can't live like an ordinary person. It's not easy for us to walk this road, and if we don't take any good steps, maybe we won't even be able to leave a corpse. ”

"I lured wolves and ghosts, just to make you jump out of the car and run for your life, so that you won't be able to catch a lot of money, and I can justifiably make our family extinct. But you're not leaving! Ay...... This time, you can't even get started! ”

I asked in a trembling voice, "Master, what is our family doing?" ”

"it!" My father whipped his whip, "I've been playing with my life since the beginning of the fate measurement method." ”

My grandfather's meaning, I even half understood it: "Master, what if I don't catch a lot of money?" ”

"I'll save you! However, it may not be saved! My father shook his head and said, "You can sleep for a while, it's okay now." ”

I wanted to sleep but didn't dare to sleep, for fear that when I woke up, my grandfather would be gone, until I was too sleepy, so I fell asleep in a daze, and after sleeping for a while, I opened my eyes to see if my father was still there.

My father knew that I was scared, and every time I opened my eyes, he would say a few words to me and comfort me for a while. We walked around with the coffin for several days before we arrived at another village.

My grandfather told me that that village is our hometown.

But I don't think it looks like it. It is said that if it is an old family, even if all the people in the village have the same surname, at least they must be able to talk about relatives. However, no one in the village knew my father.

My father found the village chief with a household registration book and told him that the house on the back hill was our family's old house. The village chief checked for a long time before he found out that 30 years ago, there was indeed a family surnamed Wu who had landed on the mountain and had also opened a household registration, but then he left without knowing why. If it weren't for the fact that no one wanted the house on the mountain, and we didn't occupy the farmland, maybe the village chief would have been able to drive us out.

My father took me to clean up the house for two or three days before I could barely get in, but in the evening, he removed the kang mat and took me into the cellar below the house.

The cellar was not very large, and in the middle there was a long table for incense, and on the wall behind the table was a piece of red paper, on which half of the word "life" was written with a brush.

That's right, it's half a "life" word. Because, as if the left half of the word had been torn off, there was no trace of any writing, only the right half.

I was looking at the word and was fascinated, but my father said, "Recite the couplet on both sides!" ”

That's when I noticed that there was a couplet next to the strange word.

Shanglian: Do a good for a good and an evil deed to offset it

Downlink: Save one person and kill one person to exchange life for life

After I finished reading, I asked my grandfather, "Master, what does this mean?" ”

My grandfather said, "Let me tell you first, what does that half of the word 'life' mean. ”

"Our family's ability is passed down from the half-life road. Didn't the older generation say it? Everything is fate, and nothing is up to anyone. It means that when people live, their fate is in the hands of God, and God has already arranged what you want to do, and you can't do it if you want to do it or not. ”

"Half-life means that we snatch back half a life from God. In other words, half of what we want to do and want to do is in our own hands, and we don't need to listen to God. But ......"

My grandfather changed his words: "However, God is not willing to let us take half of our lives, so we have to find trouble and find a way to take back half of our lives." ”

"In order to live, we have to make it impossible for God to find fault. Therefore, bad people can't be good people, and good people can't do it, so we have to live between good and bad, and God can't grasp our handle. ”

My grandfather has been talking for a long time, and I can't hear the clouds and mountains covered in fog. My grandfather didn't care so much: "Come and pray for half your life!" After worshipping, it's time to get started! ”

"Master, why don't we worship Master Zu?" I haven't experienced this, but I've watched TV, isn't it all about worshipping my ancestors? Why did my father let me worship a piece of paper and finish the work?

My grandfather's face sank: "Let you worship, you will worship, where is so much nonsense!" We don't have a grandfather! ”

I didn't know what "no grandfather" meant at the time, and it wasn't until I made my debut that I realized that the five words "no grandfather" were actually a taboo.

After I bowed to my grandfather three times and bowed to my father's will, I was officially led into the door by my father and began to learn from him.

That day, I learned that the ability of the half-life path was all in the big money.

In the eyes of outsiders, a half-life person is a fortune teller who calculates good fortune with a lot of money; In fact, those inconspicuous big money are not only a tool we use to calculate yin and yang, seek good fortune and avoid evil, but also a killing weapon for killing ghosts and gods and fighting strong enemies.

If I want to talk about this in detail, I can't finish it for a while, so I can only stay behind and talk about it slowly. In short, half-life is not an ordinary fortune teller.

Because, half-life and fortune tellers are different from each other in terms of rules.