Grandma also understands the third master, and when she saw the bitter and hateful appearance of the third master, she knew that the situation was not good, and thought about the daughter-in-law with a big belly, and then thought about my father who had no news, gritted her teeth and held back tears, and asked the third master what was going on.

The third master shook his head, and only said that something had happened, but he couldn't say what had happened.

The third master didn't know what to eat for Xiaoshun, Xiaoshun vomited wildly, stomach acid with an unknown yellow thing, vomited all over the ground, and the yellow insect-like thing kept wriggling on the ground, which scared Xiaoshun's mother directly.

After spitting it out, Xiaoshun came to his senses completely, but it seemed that he was stimulated by something, anyway, his brain was not good, and he hugged the third master and cried, shouting that Daxian spared his life.

The third master was patient, coaxing Xiaoshun like a child, and then he heard Xiaoshun intermittently explain things clearly, it turned out that they dug up a stone statue by mining, and some people said that it was the local mountain god who was angry and could not continue to dig.

But at that time, it happened to be a critical period to break down feudal superstitions, and those who spread this theory were regarded as rebels, and those who drove away were driven away, and those who were arrested were arrested.

Not long after, something happened.

At first, it was just a simple dizziness, but after a week, some people began to go crazy, they tore the bark of the tree indiscriminately, pulled the coal from the ground with their hands, and took things that could only be chiseled off little by little with an iron hoe, so they wore out their hands and couldn't pick them off, so they still picked them hard.

The steward found that something was wrong, but the project couldn't stop like this, so he tied up those who went crazy and locked them in an iron cage, Xiaoshun should be one of them, and I don't know how he got out. However, listening to his tone, it seems that those people have developed to the point of attacking their own kind, of course, that is, people.

The third master knew that something was wrong, and the stone statue dug up was definitely not just as simple as the mountain god, so he didn't say a word and went out of the mountain.

When the third master came back, he was covered in blood, and he was still carrying my father on his back, and my father was also covered in blood, unconscious, and he was about to die.

My grandmother was frightened, so she knelt down for the third master, and the third master held her grandmother and said, Cuicui, don't panic, even if you give up my life, I can't let you send a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

Shaving the pubic head, repairing the palm prints, and changing the pupils are still the same old way.

I also heard from my grandmother that it turned out that it was not the first time that my grandmother had seen the third master doing this kind of ritual. It was from here that I learned that the third master's blind eye was put into my father's hand.

I raised my hand and looked at my own palm, and I also understood that I could shave my pubic head countless times, and it would depend on my own creation to repair my palm prints, but this rebirth pupil would not be successful, and the third master could only do it twice in his life.

Once for my dad, once for me.

For the sake of my grandmother, the third master can be regarded as a free man.

At that time, the third master brought my father back, and he didn't say what the stone statue was, but just by looking at the third master, he knew that this was more than lucky, and I was afraid that the third master could come back, and he also escaped death.

The third master only said that when he encountered a fierce one, the entire mine collapsed, and there were few people alive, so it was not easy to fish Xiaohe up.

Later, my father was rescued, but the third master has since become a blind third master of Qi, in fact, since then, he has deliberately not done these business of shaving the pubic head, so he began to carry the flat shoulder from house to house, shaving people's heads.

At the beginning, no one dared to mess with him, because everyone knew that his scissors were not so simple.

My father knew that he had shaved a few times with the third master, and my grandmother said that even when I was born, I cut my hair.

In fact, the third master is highly respected, and gradually, people let down their guard, and since then, the high third master suddenly fell off the altar and became a haircut.

Grandma said that he knew that the third master was not a taste in his heart, who was changed, he pulled out an eye for others, and he had to give up his old job that he had insisted on for most of his life, and he felt uncomfortable, so grandma has always been very grateful to the third master.

But the third master was unwilling to let his grandmother live in guilt all the time, and gradually, he didn't have much contact.

But because of me, the third master still came out of the mountain again, and put on his other eye.

Grandma looked at the third master, the tears did not stop, at first I wiped it for her twice, but it really couldn't be wiped clean, so I gave up.

"The third child's yin and yang eyes are gone, and most of his life is gone, his whole life is in my hands, I can't let him die like this...... At the very least, he has to watch his apprentice grow up, you say, Yunfei? ”

I didn't know what other apprentices the third master had at that time, but I just looked at my grandmother's appearance, I couldn't bear to say anything, and nodded ignorantly.

Almost as soon as Grandma finished speaking, a small crack was opened in the door, and a timid head poked in, and said weakly: "Grandma, I have finished washing, and there are no clothes......

Grandma wiped her tears, finally stopped crying, grinned, and said to the child, don't worry, I'll find it for you, as for the hair, when this grandfather wakes up, let him shave you!

Grandma found the little beggar the clothes I used to wear, and he was thin and small, and he was a little bigger.

Grandma was not ambiguous, and after tossing the little beggar, she picked him up, put him on the bed, and asked him, "Do you want to stay in my house?" ”

The little beggar nodded.

"Then you have to have the value to leave behind, you know?"

The little beggar looked at me, then at the third master, and nodded again.

I said to myself, hey, this little calf, I can't even understand words, how can you understand?

The little beggar sniffed and asked my grandmother, "What do you want me to do?" ”

Grandma said, nothing else, I just want one thing from you. Anyway, if I don't bring you back, you'll die, I want you something, you can still save your life, you can pick it yourself.

I don't know if the little beggar understands or not, he thought about it, nodded again, and asked, if I stay, can I call you grandma? Can you still eat at your house every day?

Grandma nodded, and the little beggar agreed.

Grandma looked at me, biting her lip, as if thinking about something, after a while, she took a deep breath, grabbed the little beggar's hand and brought it forward, the little beggar's body bent forward, grandma seized the opportunity, took a wooden stick on the table, and hit the little beggar on the back of the neck.

The little beggar snorted and fainted.