Everyone present at the time said that the posture was like being dragged down by something. When my father, who suffered the pain of losing his son, heard this, he immediately suspected the neighbor's brothers, and later the forensic examination said that my brother and the brother had no pulling marks on their upper bodies, but my brother seemed to have slight bruises on his feet and necks, as if he was entangled by something.

This "suspected" word is a big thing, and it excludes the suspicion of the neighbors and brothers, because even if there is dragging, there is something underwater. But when it was salvage, the water in the pool was drained, and even if there was something, it should be seen clearly.

Later, when dealing with my brother's funeral, the family invited a Mr. Yin and Yang, and Mr. asked my brother's birthday, saying that my brother is also a child like me, and this fate should be 12 years old, and my brother was 12 years old when he was gone. I still remember my grandmother's expression when she heard this, it was very complicated, with remorse and frustration, and there were many indescribable things. In fact, when I think about it many years later, I don't think I blame her. Although my grandmother knows that I have a brother, but because my brother has always lived with my grandparents, my grandmother has never seen him at all, how can I know that he is a child? I guess her remorse was because she saw my father's eyebrows and slashed the sword, so she took me away, but she didn't expect my parents to take my brother back.

After dealing with the aftermath, my grandmother went back to Shandong by herself, handled everything over there, and invited the statue of Niangniang back to give me a good offering, and then went back to her hometown by herself. Before leaving, I asked her if she could stay, and my grandmother said that there were still many things waiting for her at home, and I could hear that it was an excuse. So I asked her if she could take me away and I wanted to follow her, my grandmother knew what I was thinking, she understood that I was reluctant to her, and at the same time felt aggrieved by my father's feeling that my brother was not for me. Grandma squatted down and hugged me, and then said that when Tianci grew up, he couldn't be too clingy, I couldn't help crying, but I saw that grandma's eyes were red.

When I arrived at the station, my grandmother didn't let anyone send me, but called my mother on the train, and kept telling me something, although I don't know what they said, but I understood that it must be about me. Grandma can't bear me, don't worry about me.

Since then, it's like there's an invisible wall between me and my dad. When I was a child, my dad loved me so much that he wanted to hold me in his arms every day, but from then on I didn't understand what was between us, and I could feel that he wanted to be close to me but avoided me. Since then, everything my grandmother said has come true, from my brother's death to the estrangement between me and my father.

It was also from that year that I began to dream of my brother from time to time, he was always wet and looking at me from a distance, and when I went to chase him, he would turn around and leave, and he would stop to look at me when I stopped. The woman in red and my brother were tormenting me in my dreams.

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I remember when I was 17 years old, the bungalow area was demolished, we were all outsiders, and we lived in illegal buildings, and after the house was demolished, my dad borrowed a loan to buy a building. My dad and my mom went to work in a kitchen in order to earn more money and pay off the loan as soon as possible. Then I brought my grandparents from the countryside and let them see me.

Now I feel like I'm liberated, as soon as my mom and dad leave, I'm simply a tiger and a monkey in the mountains. Skipping school and surfing the Internet, fights and brawls and not doing homework have become commonplace, my grandfather and my grandmother are typical Chinese-style old people, and they are not used to being children. Whenever my parents called me and asked me how to learn how to listen to me in school, my grandparents would say that I was very good, and the teachers would praise me by name at the parent-teacher conference.

At that time, I was once obsessed with Lin Zhengying's zombie films, what "Mr. Zombie", "One Eyebrow Dao Long" or something I just don't get tired of watching it repeatedly, but then it's not enough to just watch it, I don't know which tendon is wrong when I am young and vigorous, I don't know which tendon is wrong, and after watching the movie, I decided to go to the cemetery to find zombies. At that time, I even had the idea of competing with Uncle Ying, although I didn't use those things that my grandmother taught me, but we knew a lot about it. Don't say I don't believe in zombies at all, even if I do, can I be afraid of it. Uncle Ying will use the Maoshan technique to play zombies as monkeys, master, I am a talent with both Buddhism and Taoism today.

I'm afraid that children of that age have such a problem, and they think about what to do (especially what they shouldn't do), and the more they think about it, the more excited they become, and their hearts are like cats scratching and they can't do it.

My grandfather and grandmother are used to me, and they will definitely not let me go out after eight o'clock in the evening. Speaking of these two elders is very strange, my grandfather believes in Buddhism and my grandmother believes in religion, and both of them are very sincere masters. My grandfather wants to let my grandmother enter the Buddha gate at every turn, and my grandmother always makes my grandfather believe in Allah, and the two can still fight while talking. My grandfather is okay, my grandmother can't persuade my grandfather, so she came to persuade me, and told me not to let me provide medicine to Wang Niangniang, saying that I was idolatrous and devil-worshipping, can I listen to her, she herself still scolded my father with a Bible. In order to avoid the battlefield of my grandparents, I enshrined the medicine king in my own sleeping room.

These two began to chant and pray in the evening, my father was in the back room and my grandmother was in the outer room. If my father had recited the sutra until ten o'clock, my grandmother would have been able to pray until eleven o'clock, and I would have been unable to survive them. But today I have something in my heart, in order to emulate Uncle Ying to fight zombies, the master will spend it with you today.

At six o'clock in the evening, my grandmother cooked early, and my grandfather ate it himself in the back room because he was a vegetarian. I looked at the table full of delicious food, but my heart was as unappetizing as grass. I ate two bites hastily, and said to my grandmother that I was full and went into the house. My grandmother asked me what I was doing, and I said I did my homework. She doesn't want to think about it, I don't do my homework when I go to school, and I write a hairy homework this summer.

As usual, after entering the house, Wang Niangniang put on three sticks of incense, and then began to wait for the second elder to sleep. I spent half the night in the midst of my grandfather's and my grandmother's fierce prayers and chanting, and I was awakened by my own big mouth when sleepiness hit me several times. Finally, at about eleven o'clock, the two of them did not move. I didn't dare to leave immediately, and I endured it for more than half an hour, seeing that the time was approaching twelve o'clock, so I tiptoed to lock the door and began to prepare.

I don't know if there is such a thing as zombies, but there must be such a thing as ghosts. The scientific theory is that the magnetic field is still there after death, and the average newborn can always see some strange things, which is why children are always staring at a place and crying inexplicably. The principle is similar to that of the radio or radio, newborns do not eat whole grains, so the frequency is relatively stable and pure, and they can see things that adults can't see. And there is a soft place on the top of the child's head, called the fontanelle. This is called the Mud Pill Palace in Taoism, and it is necessary to rely on it to comprehend heaven and earth and meditate and practice qi, just like a signal receiver.

When young children grow up, the fontanelle will be closed, and if adults want to open the eyes of heaven again, there are no more than three ways, one is to insist on cultivation without eating five meats, and open the eyes of heaven through practice. One is through external force, such as with the help of immortals or masters, to forcibly break through the eye veins with skill. The last one is called lowering the yang fire, that is, reducing the vigor of one's own yang fire, and under the prosperity of yin and yang, people can naturally see the yin, just like we can't see the stars during the day, because the sky is too bright. In fact, this method cannot be called the opening of the heavenly eye, but it allows you to temporarily see some things that you can't see before, and can barely be counted as yin and yang eyes.

According to the Taoist doctrine, people are born with gossip on their chests and three bright lights. One on the top of the head and one on each shoulder, the lights fluctuate with the fortune of the person. If the luck is poor, the yang fire will be weak, and it is easy to be taken advantage of by demons and evil spirits. The light above the head does not lose the soul protection platform, and the lamp will not go out if people do not die. In the past, when the husband saw whether people were still saved, he looked at the light above his head, which is why there was a saying that people died by blowing the lamp and pulling out the wax. The gossip on the chest protects the five internal organs, so the dirty things are generally thrown from behind. As long as the yang fire on both shoulders is weak, there is a danger of being blown out and the upper body.

Grandma asked me to carry too many things, and there were many things that only had names but didn't know what they were talking about. Among them, there are few records in "Returning to Tibet", saying that the wine is served with the bark of the locust tree, and the willow leaves are soaked in the wine. Wipe your eyes with willow leaves and drink wine, and you can see ghosts.

I don't know if what the ancients said is true or not, so I took out my father's leftover two-pot head from under the pillow, poured it on the bark of the locust tree prepared in advance, and threw the willow leaves inside. The record in the book is really brief, and it doesn't say how long it will take to soak. According to my own imagination, any compass magic weapon in Uncle Ying's zombie film will be subject to the breath of the moon, so I carefully took the locust bark to the window to let the moon shine. After about half an hour, I guess that's enough.

Picking up the locust bark and drinking the wine inside, I choked and coughed, I really couldn't understand why my dad and their people who love to drink wine frowned and bared their teeth when they drank, and the spicy "hiss" in their mouths was why. I didn't have time to care about this, so I quickly picked up the willow leaves that were stained in wine and wiped them repeatedly on the eyelids of the two. For a while, I couldn't remember the Taoist eye-opening mantra, so I recited a Buddhist mantra. "Hum, cash Gangsa, want to open your eyes, King Kong eyes are supreme, all eyes are open today, hum, if you blow up that, Qu Ayi, stud!"

After reading it, I suddenly glared, and there was no golden light in my imagination, I searched around the house and there was nothing, and there was no change when I looked at the statue of the medicine king. This made me a little skeptical about the practicality of this method, and I looked downstairs again, Nima! The originally empty street was now filled with more fluttering figures. One by one, these figures drooped their heads, some of them were dressed in black shrouds, and some of them were dressed in colorful clothes, as if they were looking for something, and they walked back and forth under the street lamps without raising their heads.

If I don't know what this one by one has no shadow, then I will become the second Wu child. They seemed to know that I saw them, and they looked up at me in confusion one by one, and then looked back and forth on the ground, and suddenly a sentence appeared in my mind that was not suitable for the situation, what are you looking for?

To say that I am not afraid is false, I closed the curtains and tried to calm my trembling little heart, while constantly sorting out my thoughts. Being able to see these things means that the things my grandmother taught me are useful, I can see you, and I can't clean you up. In the knowledge I have learned, ghosts like this belong to wandering spirits, that is, the underworld does not accept them or wanders the world for too long without consciousness. Such a ghost is not aggressive at all, and maybe one day it will dissipate into the heavens and the earth, which is quite pitiful.

Now is not the time to sigh, I opened the curtains with excitement, gritted my teeth and closed my eyes and jumped out of the window. My family lives on the second floor, and even though it's not very tall, it still hurts my feet. The geists didn't seem to see me, and they didn't pay any attention to me from the moment they looked up. At this time, although my heart was still pounding, it was more excited. People are often most afraid of the unknown, afraid of ghosts because they can't see, if they look at it every day, it's like that, but it's different from people's aisle posture.

The more I thought about it, the more it made sense, and finally I simply held my head high and walked along Heping Road to Qingshan Cemetery. If you see a ghost and fight a zombie or something, today is the first step for me to save the world and save people. I don't know which ancient person said the idiom of being young and frivolous, but the saying that happiness is sad is really reasonable, and the ancients did not deceive me.