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My name is Shu Ziyang and I come from a small remote village in the north.

Before I was six years old, I thought I was an ordinary little kid, just like those friends who grew up bare-chested, there was nothing special.

But when I was six years old, I fell for no reason, and then the changes that happened in my body made me realize that I was not ordinary, at least in my own opinion.

This is a unique change that I have never told anyone, including my grandmother, the only relative I have in this world.

As for the kick I fell for no reason, I still haven't figured out what it was all about.

It all started with the small temple in front of our house......

There is a big road in front of our house, and at the end of the road, at the T-junction, there is a small lonely temple.

The small temple is only the size of a house, and it is built of large blue bricks of that age, but I don't know what age it was built, in short, it looks very dilapidated.

I asked my grandmother about the temple, but even my grandmother didn't know much about the temple, except that when she was very young, the temple was many years old.

Naturally, we little children don't know which gods are enshrined in the small temple, but the people in the village are very in awe of this temple, so we children are absolutely not allowed to play in front of this temple, or even allow us to approach it.

When I was six years old, the state suddenly wanted to break the feudal superstition, so it took small temples in various places, and this temple was not spared.

One afternoon, a tractor pulled a cart of public people, all of them were big men, five big and three thick, each of them carried a big iron rod in their hands, and got out of the car and stabbed the small temple for a while, and after a while, the small seedling was demolished.

The small temple was surrounded by layers of neighbors, and although they thought in their hearts that this was tantamount to offending the gods, they could not resist because of the country's policies, and could only watch the small temple fall into ruins.

There were a few elderly aunts, who hid far away, pointed fingers and pointed at what these people did, and finally secretly wiped a few tears, muttering in their mouths:

"What a wreck! ...... iniquity"

After the demolition of the small temple was completed, the public family left, and the neighbors also sighed and returned to their homes one by one.

At this time, the small temple has become the world of our children.

In the past, adults did not allow us to play in front of the small temple, but we have long been infinitely yearning for this small temple, and now that the small temple is gone, no one cares about us.

When the adults were finished, we rushed up and ran towards the small temple.

Of course, I rushed to the front, thinking only about what was interesting in the little temple.

It was at this time that the unexpected happened.

I was pretty sure I didn't slip under my feet or anything to trip me over, but I just fell like that.

It was as if someone had pushed me from behind, and my whole body fell forward, and with a plop, my head hit the ground hard.

Then I felt a warm current coming down from the corner of my right eye, red and fishy.

But I didn't have any pain, I stuck out my tongue and licked it, and then my eyes went dark and I fell asleep.

By the time I opened my eyes again, I was already lying on a bed in the township hospital, and I heard the doctor say to my grandmother:

"Fortunately, it didn't hurt my eyes, but it was half a centimeter away."

I scolded the doctor in front of me a hundred times in my heart, and it was a blessing to be like this for no reason, why didn't he go to be lucky once.

But then the doctor's words made my grandmother cry bitterly:

"Although the eyes are fine, they will definitely have scars."

At that age, I didn't know what the concept of a scar on my face was, but my grandmother hugged me and cried more and more, blaming herself and being sad:

"Poor boy, if you have three long and two short, how can I be worthy of your parents."

That's when I realized the seriousness of the matter.

Because my grandmother never mentioned my parents in front of me, I grew so big that I didn't even know what they looked like and what their names were.

This made me mistakenly think for a while that I was the reincarnation of Sun Wukong, popping out of the cracks in the stones, shouting that I would go to find Senior Brother Pig and Senior Brother Sha.

Later, whenever I asked my grandmother, she was always cautious, dodging, and left and right that he had fooled him.

I thought that my grandmother would tell me about my parents this time, but I didn't expect my grandmother to realize that she almost missed her mouth, so she quickly stopped talking and told me to have a good rest, so she said that she would buy me my favorite banana.

I didn't ask any more, I knew my grandmother didn't want to say, and even if I asked her, she wouldn't say.

Because of the eye injury, my grandmother was worried about the sequelae and had to lie in the hospital for a week before I was discharged.

Sure enough, the doctor was right, and from then on, there was a one-centimeter-long scar on the top half of the corner of my right eye, which was not shallow, not light, not long, not short, and even just right.

Naturally, I didn't take this scar to heart, and I still went crazy and played with my friends.

Until one night, I suddenly noticed that my eyes had changed.

That night, I was so busy at one of my friends' house that I lost track of time, and when I remembered that it was past nine o'clock, I hurried home in a panic.

In the countryside, there were no street lights installed at that time, so it was pitch black at night, and I had to rush home in the dark.

We have all experienced the situation of suddenly going from one bright place to another dark place, and our eyes will be blurred because we are not used to it, and we can't see anything.

So I stood aside, closed my eyes, and rubbed my hands vigorously to get my eyes used to the darkness in front of me.

But just when I covered my eyes with my hands and was about to open them, two small shining suns appeared in front of my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, there was nothing.

How so!

I closed my eyes again, and the eyeballs were about to open, and before the eyelids were raised, the two little suns appeared again.

This time I didn't open my eyes, but kept this position, and I saw these two little suns, the size of a coin, in front of my eyes, twinkle and flash, and keep shaking, and then slowly approach, and finally collided together, merging into one, forming a large sun, fixed at the center of my eyebrows, and disappeared.

It's amazing!

As if I had found a treasure, I stopped after running for a while, closed my eyes, and two little suns appeared, and tried several times in a row, until my eyes hurt, and I refused to give up.

When I got home, my grandmother looked at my already red eyes and thought that the injury from the last fall had recurred, and she felt distressed for a while.

I didn't tell my grandmother or anyone about it, I was sure that my eyes were unique, and so was the little sun.

But the next question that has bothered me for a long time is what is the use of these two little suns.

I used to think that since it was a small sun, it must be for lighting to make it easier for me to walk in the dark night, but no matter what I did, those two little suns didn't seem to be of any use, and it was still pitch black in front of my eyes.

So I started to get angry and started to be disappointed.

Such a one-of-a-kind little sun is useless!

Heaven has given me black eyes, but I only use them to find light.

Gradually, I forgot about the little sun and stopped caring about it.

Until one night, when I was sleeping soundly, I heard movement in the house in a daze, and then suddenly a cold wind woke me up.

I wondered how the cold wind could blow in when the doors and windows were closed before I went to bed.

I opened my eyes and wanted to see what was going on, but as soon as I opened them, I saw a figure leaning against the table in front of my bed in the night light, facing my direction.

I couldn't see his face clearly, only a black patch.

By the light of the moon, I actually saw that the figure was transparent and erratic.

It was at that moment that I realized, hell had me!

I was so frightened that I didn't dare to move, and I wanted to call out to my grandmother, but I found that I couldn't make a sound out of my mouth at all, so I could only open and close, making useless movements.

Then I saw the figure again, left the table, and slowly leaned towards me.

I quickly closed my eyes, trembling with fright, sweat soaking the clothes on my body.

What to do, is he going to eat me?

I once heard my old man say that there is a kind of ghost who keeps watch at the head of a child's bed in the middle of the night, eating the child's brain while the child is asleep.

As soon as I thought about it, I was scared to pee!

Forgive me for my lack of interest, I'm still a child, and I'm going to freak out when I see a ghost for the first time.

I felt a cold air getting closer and closer, and my body trembled more and more, and I could even hear my teeth chattering.

In a hurry, I remembered those two little suns.

Leave him alone, dead horses as live horse doctors.

My eyeballs opened, but my eyelids didn't open, and two little suns appeared, and then they merged into one big sun.

Maybe it was because the sun was brighter and stronger, but I felt a sudden flash in front of my eyes, like a ray of sunlight shining into my room, and then the cold air dissipated instantly, and my body stopped shaking.

After a long time, there was no movement, and I dared to open my eyes.

There is nothing in sight.

It's like nothing happened.

But I'm sure I'm absolutely not mistaken, it's definitely not a hallucination.

But the ghost did disappear.

Thinking of the intense light just now, I realized that my eyes, those two little suns, saved my life.

Those two little suns turned out to be dealing with ghosts.

Once again, I was overjoyed.

But I didn't dare to slack off, and early the next morning, I went to look for my old man.

As I said earlier, I'm just an ordinary little kid who can't be ordinary anymore, and there is nothing special about it.

But if there's one thing that's different, it's that I'm more fond of listening to ghost stories.

Other friends are so scared when they hear ghost stories that they can't hide, but I'm particularly interested in these monsters.

And the one who tells the ghost story is my old man.

Although I call him sir, in fact, I don't know what kind of relationship he has with me, my grandmother calls him uncle, and I call him sir.

The old man is at least a hundred years old, but he is not dazzled, his ears are not deaf, and his waist is very tough.

In his own words, he accumulated too much yin virtue when he was young, which is why he lived so long.

Because my old man is the owner of Yizhuang, he has guarded Yizhuang for decades.

The so-called Yizhuang is a specific place where unburied coffins are temporarily stored.

What we often see in Lin Zhengying's "Mr. Zombie" movies is where Uncle Nine lives is Yizhuang, but my old man is not a Maoshan Taoist priest, and he doesn't know any Maoshan skills.

However, since he deals with the dead, he naturally understands some things in this area, and when he was young, he also made friends with authentic Maoshan Taoist priests and learned some fur.

And I would often pester the old man to tell me some stories of demons and monsters, and the old man would be happy to tell me.

When I realized that the two little suns in my eyes could deal with ghosts, I naturally thought of my old man, who must know.

But what disappointed me was that my old man was really half a scoop of water, and he touched his beard and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't say why.

But in the end, he was plausible, and said with certainty and uncertainty that I might have a pair of yin and yang eyes.

The so-called yin and yang eyes can not only see ghosts that ordinary people can't see, but even use them well, and can also destroy ghosts.

Is there any coaxing!

I left my old man with a.

From then on, with these pairs of yin and yang eyes, I became more and more bold, walking alone on the dark road, even passing by a cemetery, hearing any movement, I would use my yin and yang eyes, the two little suns to scan once, and then swagger over.

But what I don't understand is that I haven't seen any other ghosts except the one I saw last night, and I can't see anything from the underworld.

Later I figured it out:

My eyes are not only yin and yang eyes, but also two small suns that can destroy all ghosts, and those demons and monsters naturally dare not show up, and they will definitely hide away when they see me.

But I still haven't told anyone about it, and I don't want anyone to know my secret.

This continued until I took the college entrance examination, was framed in the examination room, failed the college entrance examination, and received the admission letter from the mysterious world.

No, she's not a human, she's a ghost, and she's a beautiful female ghost......

The new book was released, and since then it has embarked on the road of no return...... I hope you will support you a lot, collect, click, and vote for all of you......

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