I was born into a family of Feng Shui physiognomy.

My grandfather's name is Lin Hesheng, and he is a well-known local god who has criticized hexagrams all his life, and all of them are effective, so he has a very high status within a radius of 100 miles.

But he didn't know why he made a rule, he never accepted apprentices in his life, did not pass on his business, and made up his mind to bring his skills to the coffin.

According to my father, there was once someone who walked dozens of miles of mountain roads to apprentice, but my grandfather didn't even let people drink saliva and drove him out.

Everyone thought that the fortune-telling skills passed down from the elders would be broken by my grandfather. Unexpectedly, because of me, my grandfather changed his mind.

When I was born, I was less than a month, less than three pounds, I didn't have the strength to cry, I was easy to live, and I have always been weak and sick.

For as long as I can remember, I have been taken to the hospital by my parents, and I have stayed in the hospital more often than at home. But my condition has not been getting better, but worsening.

When I was 10 years old, I couldn't get out of bed, and the hospital couldn't do anything, so I politely asked my family to take me back.

I lay groggy in bed that night.

In a daze, I heard my grandfather say, "I've decided, pass on the skill to Xiao Feng." ”

My dad seemed to know the inside story and said to my grandfather, "Didn't you say that this is a recipe for endless troubles?" ”

My grandfather sighed: "It's hard to say whether Xiao Feng can survive until dawn, let's save my life first, and I'll talk about it later." ”

My dad didn't speak, so he acquiesced.

My grandfather sat on the edge of my bed and called me twice. I vaguely agreed.

He brought me a bowl of water, circled around me, and then dipped a needle in the water and applied the needle to me.

Every time he applied the needle, he recited some strange terms. Later I learned that it was the name of the stars in the sky.

On the night of the injection, I slept deeply, and the next day I was refreshed and ate some food. After another month, I was able to get out of bed and walk.

From that time on, my grandfather began to teach me skills. Feng Shui, Physiognomy, Hexagram, Qimen...... All-encompassing, I only knew at that time that my grandfather's ability was not just as simple as fortune telling.

During those days, I practiced with him in the morning, breathing in the woods.

In the morning, he memorized all kinds of strange mantras, and he read one sentence, and asked me to follow along, and then memorize it by rote.

He won't explain what it means until he has memorized it. Most of them are fortune telling and feng shui content.

I didn't go to school until after lunch.

Originally, my grades were only in the middle of the class, but I don't know why, since I only went to school for half a day, I got into the top three.

Grandpa said that this is because after I learned his skills, I opened up my wisdom, my mind was clear, and I learned everything quickly.

I once asked him, this thing is so good, why is it said that there is a problem?

Whenever this happens, my grandfather would divert from the topic and refuse to say anything more.

By the time I got to high school, my body was normal, even stronger than my peers.

I started living on campus and spent less time at home, but my grandfather still taught me something every time I went back.

In my junior year of high school, I was seventeen years old. One day, I suddenly received a call from my grandfather, telling me that I had to go back once on the third day of the third month of March.

I'm a little puzzled, I don't know what to do on the third day of the third month of March.

On that day, I pretended to be sick and asked my teacher for leave and took the bus back to my hometown.

As soon as I entered the village, I felt a little wrong.

In the originally remote mountain village, a lot of cars were parked. BMW, Mercedes-Benz, Audi, all famous cars.

The car ran from inside the village to the mountain road outside the village.

I was very apprehensive at the time, and I always felt that it had something to do with our family.

After all, there is so much energy in this village, and my grandfather is the only one who can make so many rich people visit at the same time.

I hurried to my house, and suddenly saw a white funeral banner hanging on the door, and my head buzzed.

I entered the house with difficulty, and there were many people standing in the yard, mostly men, all of them had fresh faces, and they were dressed very decently, and the cars outside should be theirs.

I could hardly think, so I walked towards the main house, and then saw a table at the door, with a photo of my grandfather hanging on it, and a line of large letters written next to it: Mr. Lin Hesheng through the ages.

I felt weak all over my body, and I knelt down in front of the spiritual table, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

What started out as a small whimper quickly turned into a howling cry.

I was crying out of breath when I heard a familiar voice next to me: "Hey, I'm not dead yet." ”

I wiped my tears and saw my grandfather standing in front of me.

I was surprised and delighted, and quickly got up.

My dad said helplessly next to him: "Your grandfather didn't say that today is the death period, let's prepare." Notify friends and family to come to the funeral. ”

"Such a big news spread quickly. That's why so many people are here today. Isn't that a joke? ”

I turned my head to look at the people in the courtyard, and they all looked strange. I guess my grandfather's joke is a bit big.

However, some of these people have received the favor of my grandfather, and some of them admire my grandfather's name. When they arrived, there was no impatience on their faces, but they all smiled all over their faces, for fear of offending my grandfather.

My grandfather stopped my hand and announced in front of all the guests: This is my grandson, Lin Feng. He has obtained my true biography, and if you have any problems that you can't solve in the future, you can find him.

The guests all looked at me with respect, and did not despise me because I was young.

After all, the name of Lin Hesheng's successor is too loud.

My dad smiled next to him and whispered, "Is it to make a name for Xiaofeng with the princes of today's Beacon Fire Theater?" ”

I looked at my dad, and he was pretending to be relaxed, but I could feel that he was worried.

My grandfather has never missed a hexagram in his life, this last hexagram, will it be miscalculated?

Let's hope he miscalculated.

After leading me to meet some people, my grandfather took me into the house, closed the door, and said to me, "Didn't you keep asking me what happened after learning my skills?" ”

I nodded.

My grandfather said, "Those who learn this skill will not live more than six years." I'm fifty-nine years old, and it's time too. ”

I was taken aback and involuntarily screamed.

My grandfather smiled: "You learned art at the age of ten, and you are seventeen years old this year. It stands to reason that every seven years is a hurdle, and you may be in trouble this year. But it doesn't matter, the first hurdle is not difficult to pass. Every seven years, this hurdle will get bigger and bigger, and you have to be careful. The further back you go, the more dangerous it is. ”

I hummed lowly.

My grandfather took out another thread-bound book from the cabinet and handed it to me.

I saw four big characters written on it: Jin Kui Xiang Jing.

Grandpa said, "All the skills I taught you came from this book." If you can learn this book in its entirety. Maybe it can break the curse. Even at that time, the two of us will meet again. ”

As soon as I heard this, I was overjoyed and said, "I will definitely try." ”

But when I flipped through the book, I found that it was only half of it.

My grandfather smiled bitterly: "If it was so easy to learn it all, our ancestors would not have died at a young age." ”

"When I got the book, I was only halfway there. Over the years, I've searched everywhere I can, but I haven't found it. I guess ......."

At this point, my grandfather coughed violently.

He coughed for a long time and said in a hoarse voice, "I guess the other half should not be in the hands of the countrymen." You'll have to find a way to get the rest back. If you can't find it, don't pass it down. cough cough cough ...... Okay, you go out, I'll rest for a while. ”

I walked out of the room in a daze, thinking about my grandfather's words repeatedly: What do you mean? Not in the hands of the countrymen? Exiled abroad? Where can I find this?

By this time it was already dark, and my dad commanded the people to set up wires and light bulbs in the yard. Then we receive guests from out of town.

I stood at the gate, thinking hard about my grandfather's words.

Suddenly, there was a screeching sound of brakes outside. Immediately after that, two people got out of the car.

The two men seemed to have been scraping not long ago, with red marks on their necks. It's just that the mark is like six fingers. It was as if there was a six-fingered weirdo who was choking their necks.

I went up to them and said, "You are ......."

These two people didn't pay any attention to me, and rushed inside with expressionless faces.

I'm a little unhappy in my heart, who is not polite to the people who came today? These two people are too arrogant.

At this time, I suddenly saw my grandfather come out of the house.

With a smile on his face, he said to the two men, "You are here? It's been hard to come from afar. ”

The two men didn't speak, just nodded, and stood beside my grandfather left and right, and accompanied him out of the yard.

I hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

By this time, my grandfather had already gotten into the car, and he poked his head out and whispered, "The book is in their hands." ”

I was stunned.

Suddenly, there was a sudden darkness around them. I turned my head to see that the light bulb had gone out and the whole yard was shrouded in darkness.

When I looked back, I found that the car was gone, along with my grandfather in the car, and had disappeared without a trace.

While I was wondering, there was a cry from inside the house, and the guests poured in.

I chuckled inwardly and hurried into the room. My grandfather was lying in bed and had died.

Grandfather...... Aren't you going out? Could it be that what I just saw was a spirit? The two people who took away Grandpa, are they ghosts?

Before leaving, my grandfather told me that the book was in their hands, could it be ......

My brain buzzed, and I suddenly figured it out.

I misheard what Grandpa said before.

Books are not "not in the hands of the countrymen". It is "not in the hands of the living."