On the shore of the swamp, Uncle Hong ripped a piece of cloth from the Vietnamese mage's clothes, and then wiped his face up, and only after wiping it clean did he reveal his true face.

I saw that he had dark skin, sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, and many strange words tattooed on his face. At the same time as Uncle Hong wiped his face clean, his body shape seemed to have changed, originally he was like my grandfather with a pot on his back and O-shaped legs, but now he straightened his back, and suddenly felt taller.

Uncle Hong didn't say anything, he untied the rope that was tied to the Vietnamese mage, and only tied his hands and arms with one end of the rope, and handed me the other end to the big tree on the shore for me to tie, which happened to be the same tree that had fallen its vine the night before.

I signaled that it was tied, and Uncle Hong kicked the Vietnamese mage into the quagmire, and then held the rope himself, so that he just showed his head on the water. I was happy when I saw this one, and told Uncle Hong that he kicked me down like this.

Uncle Hong ignored me, just sat down cross-legged, then closed his eyes and recited the mantra, and after a while, the Vietnamese in the quagmire regained consciousness, gasped for breath, and then stared at me and Uncle Hong with vicious eyes.

Uncle Hong said that he already knew the purpose of his visit to our village, and asked him if he had ever thought that it was the Vietnamese military who killed his people and family back then, because we had already withdrawn from Vietnam after winning the war, and there was no need to do so, and the outsiders organized themselves to resist your harassment, just for self-preservation, and never thought of crossing this more than 100 miles of mountains to go around to your village to kill people.

He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted, "Impossible! They say you Chinese did it! The whole village was suffering from a strange disease, and their stomachs were swollen as if they were pregnant, and when they died, their stomachs burst open and countless maggots crawled out! Even women and children were spared! It must have been your Gu spell! ”

Uncle Hong frowned when he heard this, and said to him: "China has experienced ten years of turmoil, and there is no one who has the ability to kill a village at once, and even if there is, he is seventy or eighty, and he can't walk that far on the mountain road." Hearing you say that, I think it's like a head-lowering technique, didn't you take a good look at the body at that time? ”

The Vietnamese said fiercely: "The corpses are full of insects inside and out, and they have already burned them when I go back...... I'm in your hands now, whatever you say, hurry up! ”

Uncle Hong said with great interest: "I heard that in order to take revenge, you have traveled to several countries in the southeast region and learned a lot of black magic?" The Vietnamese seemed to fall into the memory and said: "That's right, in order to take revenge, I have learned several methods of head lowering techniques for more than ten years, and I have suffered from the pain that others can't understand at all, but I didn't expect it!" Failed so quickly, why did the Buddha ...... me like this"

"That's God's eyes! Let you kill innocents indiscriminately! Let you harm my uncle and grandfather! You deserve it! I choked up. Uncle Hong looked at me at this time: "On the eighth day of the first month, your grandfather and your uncle were indeed killed by him, and his life and death are now in your hands, whether to kill him or not to take revenge, the decision is up to you!" With that, he handed me the dagger and pointed to the rope.

I didn't expect Uncle Hong to let me decide his life and death, I grew up so big that I killed chickens, and I didn't even dare to kill cows, and now let me decide the life and death of a person, I can't accept it, although this person is the enemy who killed my uncle and grandfather.

Uncle Hong saw that I was trembling with a dagger, so he said on the side: "Kill him, you can avenge your grandfather and uncle, if you don't kill him, he may kill more people, you can do it." ”

Uncle Hong is right, if he doesn't kill him, he may come to harm more people, after all, he has been lying on his salary for ten years, just to take revenge...... Avenge? If I cut the rope and let him sink into the bottomless mire, I will avenge my grandfather and uncle. But I killed him, and some years later someone else came to me for revenge? This hatred will be passed down from generation to generation.

I didn't have a father or mother when I was a child, and my grandfather and uncle were my closest people, and these two closest people died at the hands of this Vietnamese, and the life and death of this Vietnamese were in my hands at this time...... I threw the dagger on the ground and screamed at the Vietnamese in the mire: "You killed two of my dearest people in the world!" I want to tear you to pieces! ”

After yelling, I gasped, and I felt a lot more relaxed, as if I had suddenly figured out a lot of truths, which made my whole body relax. I slowly knelt on the ground and said silently, "You think we have harmed your village and family, and then you have to take revenge; Now you have harmed my family, and then I will take revenge. The hatred will last forever......"

I looked up and said to Uncle Hong, "Let him go." ”

Uncle Hong looked at me with joy and smiled at this time, which made me a little inexplicable. Uncle Hong didn't say anything, smiled and began to pull up the rope, and the Vietnamese gradually exposed the water in the quagmire.

I helped Uncle Hong pull him ashore, because he was tied with his arms and hands, so he could only lie on the ground, he looked at me with a puzzled face, and asked, "If you don't kill me today, aren't you afraid that I will kill you in two days?" ”

I said: "I'm afraid, but I can't do it......" At this time, Uncle Hong also said: "There is an old Chinese saying that when is the time for retribution, you have lived for dozens of years, and you are not as good as a child's understanding." I have already solved the head drop you went down in the well in our village before, if I guessed correctly, it should be the insect fall? ”

He was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly. Uncle Hong said again: "You have been tortured by your own stupidity and hatred for so many years, you can do it yourself......" After speaking, Uncle Hong picked up the dagger on the ground and cut the rope, then pulled me up and walked back.

I walked a distance of dozens of meters with Uncle Hong, and I heard a shout from behind: "Under the stone next to the big tree, there is the Fa book that I have cultivated all these years!" Then there was the sound of falling water. Uncle Hong and I hurriedly ran back to the edge of the mire and found that the Vietnamese man was gone, but a bunch of bubbles kept popping up on the surface of the mire, and gradually calmed down.

Uncle Hong walked to the big tree and saw that there was only a stone the size of a basin on the ground nearby, so he pushed it away. The soil under the rocks showed signs of turning, and after digging a few times, I saw an oiled paper package. When I opened the oiled paper bag, there were several rolls of parchment, and some white linen, on which were written a lot of tadpole-like words, I couldn't read any of them, only a few pictures on them, there were benevolent Buddhas, there were hideous evil gods, and some skeletons.

Uncle Hong looked at the paper rolls roughly, his expression became more and more solemn, and he said silently: "They are all some harmful spells, but there are also corresponding ways to crack them...... I'm going to study it well when I go back, and maybe I can cure the evil poison in you. Then he wrapped them in oiled paper again and put them in the basket.

Uncle Hong said that the fallen leaves return to the roots, and I want to find my grandfather's body and send it back to the village, and I will go back to do a ritual service, and then bury it well.

As soon as I talked about this, I became sad again, and Uncle Hong comforted me when he saw me like this: "On the eighth day of the first month, people can't be resurrected after death, don't be too sad, and live a good life, which is also what your grandfather and uncle want to see." Today I let you choose whether to kill that Vietnamese mage or not, your decision is very right, you should not be blinded by hatred, this is something that many people can't do. Before, you were clamoring for revenge, so I can't take you as an apprentice, because I'm afraid that you will fall into infinite hatred like that Vietnamese mage. ”

As soon as I heard this, I grabbed Uncle Hong's arm and asked, "You mean, you are willing to take me as an apprentice?" But I'm not from the Miao family! ”

Uncle Hong said that he had figured it out, there have been a lot of things passed down by the ancestors that have been lost, if he doesn't find a successor, then this vein will be completely over, and I have a congenital very potential to learn the law, plus the decision to give up revenge, Uncle Hong thinks it's no problem to pass it on to me, it's a big deal that I will pass it on to the Miao family in the future, but I must find a kind-hearted person.

I said that the Vietnamese master also said that I am a wonderful being, and you also said that I have the innate potential to learn the Fa, what is going on? Uncle Hong said: "People have three souls and seven souls, ghosts have souls but no souls, and corpses have souls without souls. When you were born, you were born without a soul, and I forcibly used the geisman spirit near you at that time to penetrate your body, and completed your soul, so you survived, but you will have a strong sense of femininity in your life. ”

As soon as I heard this, I hurriedly asked Uncle Hong whose soul it was, so am I still me? Uncle Hong shook his head and said I'll tell me later.

I followed Uncle Hong to the west for an hour, the surrounding terrain became steep, and after a while we walked into a small ravine, with cliffs on both sides, looking up can really be described as a "line of sky". Suddenly, I saw my grandfather lying quietly on a big rock in the distance, and I hurried over.

Uncle Hong turned over my grandfather's body, only to see that the flesh and blood on his face were gone, obviously cut away by artificially, I was stunned and didn't know what to do, and my heart was sour. Uncle Hong asked me to carry my grandfather on my shoulders and whispered, "Take your grandfather home." ”

We first went back to the cave where Uncle Hong practiced the Fa, and Uncle Hong did a ritual for my grandfather, and then we went back to the village together, and it was already dawn at this time.