Because Grandpa had long expected that today would be the limit, everything was ready.

The funeral shed, paper money, clothes, and even guests are all here.

These guests all sighed, saying that Lin Hesheng was really a god, and he even calculated his own future.

But in addition to sighing, they also felt a little sorry, after all, my grandfather is gone, and it will be difficult for them to tell fortunes in the future.

Some guests have received the favor of their grandfather and cried very sadly in front of the spirit, which can also be seen that my grandfather has known people in his life and made friends with people who can be friends.

Although my dad was sad, he was the eldest son after all, so he had to cheer up and usher in the send-off.

And I knelt before the spirit and kept a vigil for my grandfather.

It feels really strange to say, when my grandfather just left, I didn't seem to react, I always felt that it was not true. I didn't feel much sadness in my heart, I just felt empty.

But when a person knelt before the spirit and was quiet, scenes of the past began to appear in my mind.

I remember that many times before dawn, my grandfather would wake me up and take me to practice in the woods outside the village. The sun rises in the east and shines on us warmly.

Many times, when someone visited my grandfather, he asked me to take a hexagram first to test how well I had learned. When I was on the spot, he always smiled from ear to ear.

Also, when I went out to run errands, my grandfather always took me with him and asked me to practice more in Feng Shui.

What comes to my mind the most is the scene when my grandfather handed me the Golden Kui Sutra.

The expression on his face seemed to be engraved in my mind, some were unwilling, some were reluctant to me, some were expected of me, and there was guilt for me.

Actually, I know that grandpa doesn't need to feel guilty.

After learning the Golden Kui Sutra, it is true that the life expectancy is not more than six.

But I didn't study, and I died when I was ten years old.

He gave me fifty more years.

Moreover, as long as you find the lower part of the Golden Sutra, you can unlock the curse.

When my grandfather was leaving, he said that if I could learn all the golden scriptures, there would be time for our grandparents to meet again.

I clenched my fists and silently muttered in my heart: Grandpa, I will definitely see you again.

Thinking of this, sadness came over me one after another, and I couldn't control my tears anymore.

……

It stands to reason that the guests came to mourn the deceased, burned a few pieces of paper, and left the same day.

But all these guests who came to my house kept a three-day vigil for my grandfather, and followed the funeral procession to send my grandfather on his last journey.

After the funeral, these people chatted with me very politely and gave me business cards.

They were all polite, and no one despised me because I was young.

At this time, I really realized how much weight the six words "Lin Hesheng's successor" were.

After seeing off the guests, I stayed at home for forty-nine days. I didn't go back to school until my grandfather was over.

These days, in addition to sorting out my grandfather's relics, I'm just looking at the golden scriptures.

This book is a manuscript, and it is written in classical Chinese, which is obscure.

But after reading it for a while, I realized that the skills that my grandfather taught me came from this book. The two phases corroborate and it is easy to understand.

It's just that my grandfather taught me a little shallower, probably to make it easier for me to understand. And there are many things in it, which can be dug deeper.

It seems that when I was learning from my grandfather before, I was led by the teacher and completed the elementary school curriculum. Now that I have a secondary school textbook, I need to study on my own.

When I was flipping through the book, a note fell out of it.

There are two sentences on it: the paper is shallow, and you never know that you have to do it.

Looking at this trace, it should be grandpa's.

I know that this is the advice given to me by my grandfather, if you want to really learn the Golden Kui Sutra, it is not possible to memorize it, you must temper it in the world, and combine theory and practice.

This is also what Grandpa has always advocated.

I carefully put the note away and breathed a sigh of relief: "Every seven years there is a catastrophe. This year is my first catastrophe, and I hope I can get through it smoothly. ”

After the seven-seventh day, my parents reluctantly sent me to the entrance of the village, I waved at them and got into the car to the city.

The moment I boarded the car, I felt a little strange in my heart, as if from this time on, I really left the protection of my grandfather and was going to break into my own life.

Our village is called Qianyuan Village, which is a small village under the jurisdiction of Anseong. And now, I want to go back to Anseong No. 1 Middle School to study.

The mountain road is difficult to navigate, and by the time I got to the Anseong bus station, it was already dark.

After getting out of the car, I went to the store next door and bought a pair of cloth shoes.

Grandpa used to say that our fortune telling is based on the rules of heaven and earth, seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. Wearing cloth shoes can be grounded, and you can feel the flow of breath between heaven and earth more keenly.

It's not something that can be done overnight, but it's definitely beneficial and harmless to start cultivating from a regular time.

After changing into my shoes, I was going to go to school, but on second thought, this year was my first disaster, so I should be prepared.

On the Jin Kui Xiang Sutra, there are many ways to draw talismans, which can be auspicious and avoid evil, I might as well buy some yellow paper, draw a few talismans first, and then say, be prepared.

So I walked the street for a while and found a funeral supply store.

This kind of shop sells yellow paper, cinnabar and ink, and I can buy everything I need here.

The shop has a glass door, but it is covered with white paper.

After all, most of the things in the store are related to dead people, and you may be shocked if you are seen by passers-by. It's better to cover up.

Although I was mentally prepared, I was still shocked when I pushed the door in.

I don't know what the shopkeeper thinks, but he actually put a few mall dummies in it and put them in shrouds.

It's as if a group of dead people have crawled out of a coffin and are visiting a paper shop, it's too oozing.

I shook my head, banished the outlandish thoughts, and stood in the doorway shouting, "Is the boss there?" ”

Soon, a thin man approached.

I asked him if he bought yellow paper, cinnabar, and ink......

After paying, I couldn't wait to pack these things in my bag and leave as soon as possible.

Maybe it's psychological, I always feel that those dummies in shrouds are alive, staring at me behind my back.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the store, and someone came in.

There was a chill on this person's body, which made people feel cold and cold.

I turned my head to look at it, and I was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't this Xia Tian?"

I was a little surprised, this girl I knew.

Xia Tian is a beautiful woman in the next class, nicknamed Iceberg. Never smile at boys.

Some people saw that she was beautiful, and racked their brains to recite love letters, but Xia Tian didn't even look at it, and tore it in half and threw it in the trash.

But the more such icebergs, the more they can arouse the interest of boys.

When she was in the class, once she talked about girls, Xia Tian always couldn't get around the topic.

I came and went, and I heard so much that even I knew her.

Xia Tian may be the most famous student in Anseong.

But.

What is she doing in the paper shop?

Xia Tian didn't speak after coming in, walked to the shelf, grabbed the paper money, and stuffed it into his pocket.

When her pockets could no longer be stuffed, she walked to the counter, threw a crumpled bill, and turned around and went out without waiting for the boss to find money.

The whole time, she didn't look at me or the boss.

"A student, why do you buy paper money? Are you walking with me? I muttered to myself. Curiosity kept me along.

It was already completely dark.

Anseong is not big, and after dark, there are not many pedestrians on the road.

Xia Tian lowered her head and walked briskly along the side of the road.

She turned a few corners and came to a path with no street lights.

Then, squatting on the side of the road, he took out the paper money.

She began to burn paper.

"Is it to commemorate someone?" I scratched my head and came up with a plausible explanation.

Suddenly, a night breeze blew, and a cloud of paper ash drifted towards me.

I quickly ducked to the side.

When I looked back at Xia Tian again, I accidentally noticed that something was wrong.

Xia Tian himself is nothing, still burning paper. What was wrong was her shadow.

Through the flickering firelight, I saw Xia Tian's shadow towering high.

It's like...... Something lay on top of her.

I chuckled in my heart, "No, no." There's something in her. ”