"Little child, sixteen levels."

It is said that when a child is born, due to different life qualities will bring different problems, the so-called guansha, in short, refers to the unfortunate things that may be encountered under special circumstances.

For example, the ghost gate is said to say that the child is born with many diseases, poor physique, and often more stubborn diseases, which are very difficult and troublesome to treat.

There is also night crying, which means that the child does not sleep at night, always cries constantly, and is often restless, and so on.

These are a total of 16 levels, due to the length of the article, I will not describe them one by one, all in all, the children who have encountered the children's problems from birth to the period before the big luck, they must be more careful, and the family members should be more careful to avoid accidents.

Separately, among the sixteen levels, there is one of them, which is called the Hundred Days Pass.

Why do you mention this "100-day pass"?

That's because I went through this process not long after I was born.

Let's start with my grandfather, who is a superstitious man, a typical honest farmer all his life, with no great ability or courage, and has been farming steadily all his life.

And don't look at the rapid progress of the current times, but their older generation of people, it is not so easy to change the concept, from the time my brother was born, my grandfather was superstitious, saying that he would ask someone to calculate a hexagram, to see if he could bless my brother to become a talent in the future, so that the family will be rich and noble, and the ancestors will be glorified.

Therefore, the old man who told the fortune gave my brother a name, called Tu Fugui.

Speaking of our family's surname, a single word and a picture, this surname is rare nowadays, but it is not nothing.

Going back, during the Qing Dynasty, the Manchu nobles had this surname, and there were quite a few, but later in the Republic of China, into the republican system, no one dared to use the surname of the Manchu Dynasty, until the founding of New China, the great integration of 56 ethnic groups, a hundred schools of thought, a hundred flowers blooming, this surname was treated fairly.

But the surname map does not mean that our family is Manchu, on the contrary, we have been authentic Han people for generations.

As for why the surname Tu, according to my grandfather's words, it is because his father has the surname Tu, so he also has the surname Tu, if you have to ask his father, that is, why my grandfather has the surname Tu, then no one knows the reason for this.

All in all, our family is the surname map.

Later, when I was born, my grandfather still invited someone to come over and calculate a hexagram, I was happy, thinking of bless my grandson to be rich and rich in the future, but this is not a good thing, the old gentleman who told the hexagram said, your grandson has a small child, called the hundred days pass!

My grandfather didn't understand much, just listening to the word "guansha", he felt a little flustered, especially the word "sha", it was not a good thing to hear.

He asked the old gentleman what was the Hundred Days Pass?

The fortune teller told him that the so-called 100-day pass means that the child cannot leave the house for 100 days from the day of birth, but can only stay in the house, and once he goes out, he may encounter calamity.

When my grandfather heard this, he was very frightened, and hurriedly asked what to do, is there any way to break the 100-day barrier?

Later, after several pleas and bitter words, the old fortune teller finally gave him two strange stones.

These two stones are said to be not small, each the size of a human head, and the appearance is very strange, crystal clear, like the current glass ball, but the shape is irregular.

One of the crevices was covered with vein-like red sand, while the other was covered with blue flowers and plants, as if flowers and plants were growing in the stones.

The old gentleman said that this is not an ordinary stone, but a heavenly stone handed down from ancient times, they all have their own life, there is enough essence of the sun and the moon, life aura, one red and one blue symmetry each other, forming the momentum of water and fire.

And from ancient times to the present, they are located in the precipice, experiencing the wind and sun, rain and snow cover, can be said to live and die together, as the so-called everything has a spirit, for a long time, this aura will collude, between the two stones have a feeling, tightly adsorbed together, if not a favorite person, can not be separated.

What is a Zhongyi person?

That is to say, if you are not caught by these two stones, you will not be able to separate the two of them.

And they have their own names, the red one is called Akatsuki, and the blue one is called Blue Sun.

The old gentleman held a stone in one hand, and said to my grandfather with a solemn expression, after going back, the red one will be handed over to the elder brother, and the blue one will be given to the younger brother.

Therefore, in order to borrow my brother's anger, even the name was given a symmetrical one, called Tu Qian.

All in all, this is a set of words, you have to believe what he said, these two stones are left by Nuwa when she mends the sky!

My grandfather didn't have much culture, and when he heard what his husband said, he believed it in his heart, and immediately spent a lot of money to buy these two stones and take them home, one for my brother and one for me.

It is also strange to say, this stone is indeed extraordinary, whether it is my parents or grandparents, no matter what method is used, they cannot separate these two stones, and they are extremely hard, only my brother and I touch them lightly with our hands, and the stone is separated, and there is really a little spirituality.

As a result, when my brother grew up, he was rebellious, so he secretly took the two stones out and went to the county jade factory to ask someone to polish them into two rings, one for himself and one for his girlfriend as a birthday gift.

Angry, my father almost didn't come up in one breath at the time, and then chased after the girl's house and asked for the ring back, and beat my brother hard because of it.

The girl who did it was also very puzzled, I had heard that the parents of early love were unwilling to make trouble, but I had never seen someone who came here to get back the birthday gift.

At that time, the old gentleman also specially told my grandfather, saying that when your grandson reaches the hundredth day, let the adults in the family not sleep that night, and watch the child well, this last day is often the most accident-prone day, so pay more attention.

My grandfather remembered it and went back, and when I grew up, I heard my mother say that she had been in the house with me in her arms for 100 days, and she would not let me go out, and she had not stepped outside.

Until the hundredth day, that night, my grandfather remembered it in his heart, so he deliberately did not dare to sleep, so he sat on the edge of the bed and guarded me.

The result is strange, that day in the house from the afternoon, inexplicably flew in a bat, not big, just a slap, the appearance is no different from an ordinary bat, but the strange thing is that this bat is not afraid of people, no matter how to catch up.

According to my grandfather's later recollection, as soon as the bat flew into the house, it hung directly on the beam above the head of the wooden bed where I was lying, staring at me with both eyes straight and not moving.

Because of the height of the beams in my house, no one could reach it, no matter how much I rushed, whether it was shouting or poking with a stick, it would go around the house twice at most, and finally it would fall back on the beam facing my head, and hang upside down and stare at me.

When I was young, how could I remember these things?

My grandfather saw that he couldn't drive away, so fortunately he didn't rush away, but when it was night, something strange happened.

Strange to say, my grandfather didn't know what was wrong that day, sitting there very sleepy, seeing the time is obviously not too late, but he is more sleepy than usual, not to mention him, the rest of the adults in the family are inexplicably sleepy, lying on the bed as soon as he closes his eyes and falls asleep, no matter how he screams, he can't wake up.

But my grandfather was the most superstitious person in the family, and he still remembered what the old gentleman said in his mind at that time, so he sat on the edge of my bed and guarded it, no matter how sleepy he was, he didn't dare to close his eyes, staring at the blood red of his eyes.

Later, he was too sleepy, and he couldn't smoke his eyes with wind oil essence, and the smoked tears flowed out, but even so, he didn't stop being sleepy, and in the end he couldn't bear it, and he fell asleep accidentally.

As a result, he was half awake and half asleep, and had an unusually strange dream, he dreamed that the blue stone named Qingri before was actually alive in the dream!

The stone jumped like a three-year-old child in front of my grandfather, rolled on the spot a few times, and finally turned over, and suddenly there was a nose and eyes on the stone face, just like a person's head on the ground, and the two eyes were still spinning in circles!

Before my grandfather could figure out what was going on, the stone opened his mouth in a dream and said, "Old man, wake up, wake up, wake up, your grandson is dying!" Go and save him! ”

After saying this, the stone suddenly flew up on its own, like a bullet, and smashed directly into my grandfather's head, and instantly shocked him into a cold sweat, woke up from the side of the bed and fell to the ground with a strange scream.

I didn't wait to get up from the ground and turned my head to look, but I found that I was lying on the bed, and at some point the whole bedding was pressed against my face, and the whole person was suffocated underneath, and I couldn't breathe.

You think, a hundred days, a child who is only three months at most, is pressed by the bedding, no matter how stuffy he is, even if he wants to die, he doesn't have the strength to move away.

When I saw this situation, my grandfather turned pale with fright, and hurriedly reached out to pull the futon, but the strange thing was that it was as if there was an invisible force secretly competing with him!

The futon pressed against my face, as if someone was pressing hard, and my grandfather pulled it a few times before tearing it open, and as the futon was torn open, the bat on the beam of the house suddenly fluttered, smashed through the window and flew out, and disappeared into the night.

When I looked at me again, my face was pale, like white paper, and there was a little bit of breath left in my nose, and I almost suffocated to death in it!