Chapter 19 Training

I don't know how long it took, I woke up suddenly, and then I found my grandfather and grandpa Ma sitting next to me, the two of them touched each other to drink tea, talking and laughing, my mother kept adding tea and pouring water into my grandfather's teapot at this time, and my father listened to my grandfather and they talked about the past, but I could only watch them talk and laugh on the side, and then I watched a half-grown boy walking around grandpa and them.

I remember they were all in a tense atmosphere, wasn't my father on the balcony? Why is it suddenly next to grandpa again, and why is there suddenly talking and laughing, and there is a child around, I stretched out my hand to shout to them, but it seems that they treat me as air, and don't pay attention to me at all, looking at their appearance at this time, I roared weakly, for a while grandpa, for a while grandpa Ma, for a while it was mom and dad screaming, there was no response at all, I began to get nervous, at this time a black gas wrapped around my neck, I began to breathe hard, my mouth kept snorting and panting, Gradually, my consciousness began to dissipate, and I went into darkness again.......

At this time, I felt a tingling pain in the back of my head, sat up in shock, looked at the surrounding environment, and found that Grandpa Ma and Grandpa Ma were looking at me nervously, Grandpa Ma was holding a long silver needle in his hand, and my mother was sitting on the ground and looking at me with tears streaming down her face, and my father was holding my mother to look at me, I suddenly asked, "What's wrong with me?" ”

When everyone heard this, my mother quickly got up from the ground, ran to me, pulled me and asked eagerly, "Do you feel any discomfort?" My father looked at me without saying anything.

I tried to move my body, but there was nothing uncomfortable, and then said, "It doesn't feel like there's anything wrong with it." ”

Hearing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Grandpa Ma stroked his handful of goatee and said with a smile: "It's really amazing, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, not bad." But it was a joyful expression that could be heard in his tone.

At this time, my grandfather walked to the side of the bed, sat down with difficulty, as if this sitting had exhausted all his strength, patted me on the back, and asked softly, "Do you know that your eyes will turn red?" ”

Hearing my grandfather's question, I nodded.

"Do you know what this is?"

"I've heard from my classmates that it's a kind of ghost eye."

Grandpa looked at me and said, "Yes, this is indeed a kind of ghost eye, which will only be activated under certain circumstances, but if you are immature, it will affect your eyesight if you are stimulated." ”

I gasped and looked at my grandfather in horror.

Grandpa looked at me and said, "But this ghost eye of yours is different from the others, and there is a kind of cultivation in our master that is like this, but you actually obtained it without cultivation, this is the will of heaven, and just now your grandfather Ma shot at your eye is a magic weapon of our master, this magic weapon with your ghost eye will increase the effect of your ghost eye, and it will not damage your eyes." ”

I listened to what my grandfather told me and asked, "Grandpa, what kind of magic weapon are you talking about?" ”

Grandpa looked at me and said, "From now on, you will be a member of our master's sect, so you will know all these things." Now what I'm going to tell you is that in the next time I and your Grandpa Ma, we will train you to at least a certain level, because from the time you started to come into contact with those things, your life has changed, so from now on, you have to learn to protect yourself and the people around you on your own. ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but be surprised, and then looked at my mother and father, who nodded silently, and my father looked at me with a serious face and didn't say anything.

I looked at the expressions of Grandpa Ma and Grandpa, lowered my head, didn't say anything, but thought in my heart, I thought that I could grow up from now on when I went to college, but my life changed, and all this is what everyone likes to say the most, especially when you are powerless to resist and can't resist, I like to comfort myself with this life, but how many of us can go against fate and change our fate?

This question has been bothering me for a long time, but when I was drifting away, I suddenly had an epiphany, but it was not clear at this time.

Grandpa looked at me and asked, "Can you still move?" ”

I tried to move my body and nodded.

When Grandpa Ma saw it, he smiled and said to me, "Okay, then we'll go to our base for training." Then he turned his head and glanced at my mother, and said kindly to my father: "Legui, Ziyang will train with us later, you and his mother don't worry, you just do a good job of logistics, don't think about the rest, Ziyang has come to this point, this is fate." It's like he ended up like this because he was going against his fate, so now let's go with the flow. ”

I heard it, what Grandpa Ma said was my grandfather, but it seems that in the end there was unwillingness in what he said, and there was also the fighting spirit that he wanted to go against his fate, in short, it was very complicated, and it was not until later that I understood the meaning of what Grandpa Ma said at this time.

Later, my father moved the boxes in the car, my mother packed some changes of clothes for me, and I got into the car with Grandpa Ma and my grandfather, and my father took us to what Grandpa Ma called the 'base area.' ’

When I left, I saw my mother wipe her tears again and did not say anything, just like when I was in college, my mother wiped her tears, waved her hands, and did not say a word to say goodbye to me, at that time I swore in my heart that I would not let my mother be so sad in the future, but then many things made me change from regret to regret, and then from regret to regret.......

My father sat in the driver's seat, driving the car, Grandpa Ma sat in the co-pilot and talked to my father vigorously, and my father replied politely, and then he directly ignored Grandpa Ma, Grandpa Ma was bored alone, and then began to say to me, I couldn't help it anymore, so I fell asleep directly on the seat.

It's just that in between, grandpa and father didn't say a word, and I saw a kind of self-blame in my grandfather's eyes, as if they owed a lot of things to my father, but because they weren't very expressive people, they slowly stopped saying anything.

I don't know how long we drove, I just know that we walked in the direction of our rural home, and later, we went into the mountains, but now the road is easy to walk, and we can drive the car in, I remember that when I went back to the countryside, there was a long way for us to walk.

When we stopped at the back, we came to a mountain, a place I had never seen before, although I had been in the countryside as a child, but looking at the environment in front of me, it was not very familiar.

At this time, Grandpa Ma exclaimed: "Oh, I haven't been here for fifty or sixty years, and I don't know if I'm still here." ”

"Yes, I'll clean it up every year." Grandpa said a word at this time, and when he said this, he couldn't help but glance at his father, but his father didn't pay attention to his grandfather's eyes. Instead, he turned around and walked to the trunk and moved our things down, because the road behind us was on foot.

My father locked the car and carried the weight on himself, and when I went to help him, my father stopped me and said, "Okay, I'll move, you haven't walked here, the road behind is still long, let's go." ”

After my father said this, he walked up on his own, but when I heard my father's words, I felt that there was something in the words, but I didn't understand what it meant at the time.

I followed my father's footsteps, but at this time, Grandpa Ma was like a child coming home, jumping forward and forward, as if there was no sorrow to bother him. Also, after many years, Grandpa Ma was finally able to return to the place where he grew up, which was a joy from the inside out.

We kept walking on the sheep intestine path of the mountain road, there were many roads because no one walked, the ground was overgrown with weeds, the weeds have covered the road, and it was impossible to see whether it was a road, and then I remembered a passage in a text I learned in elementary school: "In fact, there is no road on the ground, and there are many people walking, and it has become a road." At that time, I was able to remember this sentence, but it took a lot of effort to remember it, and now in this environment, this sentence is born spontaneously.

I, my father, my grandfather, and my grandfather walked silently on this road that could not be counted as a road, without words, only the sound of heavy wheezing among each other, and the sound of birds still living in the forest at this time.

After walking for more than three hours, we came to a courtyard, which was built on the mountain, although it was overgrown with weeds on the way to the courtyard, but this courtyard and its surroundings seemed to be in order, there was no trace of weeds, and it was obvious that someone often came to clean it, and this person was my grandfather and father.

Standing outside the courtyard gate, looking at this courtyard with a long history, still standing in the depths of the mountains, I couldn't help but think: "At the beginning of April, the new leaves are cloudy. Shake the scenery beautifully, cover the courtyard deeply. There are no people below, and they are looking for it every day. Not only can you play with current things, but you can also open up troubles. When talking to Taoists, or listening to poets. The spring is full of fragrant colors, and there are many songbirds at night. Occasionally, I got a quiet place, and then forgot the worldly heart. Those who know the true hermit do not have to be in the mountains and forests. "Although the scene at this time is not very similar to the poetry, looking at this historic courtyard, I still imagine that I am like a rioter.

There was no growth of weeds around the courtyard at all, and there was no infestation of too many poisonous insects, as if there was something mysterious around. Looking at the green brick structure of the courtyard wall, but there is moss on the green bricks, because in winter, the moss looks yellow, but it can still be seen that it is rich in summer, and the courtyard looks about three or four hundred square meters. Because it is in the depths of the mountains, not many people come.

At this time, Grandpa walked to the gate, randomly found a key through the crack in the wall, and then opened the courtyard door, I don't know why, the moment Grandpa opened the door, I seemed to sense something.