It's a delusion, right?

"Xiao Ye, your master is gone, come here!" The second uncle's shout brought me back to my senses, sniffled, walked over with red eyes, and knelt down on my grandfather's body.

When I was burying my grandfather, I took out a yellowed book from under his pillow, and wrote a few big characters on the cover with ancient seals - "Spirit Gu Burial Sutra".

Under the page was a note that said what Grandpa hadn't had time to finish.

Grandpa said that after his death, he should not make a big deal of it, let his family guard the body for a day, and the next night he could be carried to the cemetery that had been selected in the back mountain for burial, but only me, the second uncle, and the younger uncle could break the ground.

There is also a line of small print below, recording the method of burial, I was very surprised after reading it, grandpa actually asked me to put away the corpses of those fish masters, and bury them with him!

At the end of the suicide note, I recorded some of the words that my grandfather wanted to say to me alone: "Yu Ye's cub is left to you, I hope you will do good deeds and accumulate virtue, so that you can do it yourself, if something goes wrong, go to Ningyuan Town to find a person named Zhang Mazi, he will help you, that "Spirit Gu Burial Sutra" is also left to you by me, you read it slowly by yourself, and it will naturally be beneficial if you learn it well." ”

Grandpa is really strange, raising a little fish cub, what else can go wrong?

The body was buried and carried into the hall, and my two uncles and I lit incense, candles, paper money, and kept vigil for him.

Because the grandfather explained in his last words, the second uncle did not notify the villagers to come in to condole, but several people in his family still had to be notified, his son was going to college in other places, and the uncle's daughter was also reviewing her homework at school, so she couldn't go back to old age in time, so she only called the second and third aunts.

The mourning hall was only guarded by his own family, and it was deserted enough, but he didn't expect that there was a small episode before his grandfather's burial.

The problem mainly came from the third aunt, who was concerned about the distribution of the old house after giving incense to her grandfather. Because grandpa didn't talk about these things before he died, the third aunt felt that this old mansion should also have her share.

After all, the second uncle is a leader, and he understands the righteousness, so he said brother and sister, don't mix this matter, I discussed with the third child, Ye Xun is the eldest grandson, and the old house is left to him, let him inherit the incense...... These words are equivalent to stabbing a hornet's nest, the third aunt quit on the spot, her voice was an octave higher, why did she shout? Xiao Jing (my cousin) is about to take the college entrance examination, the tuition fee has not yet been settled, the old man is eccentric, he can't just care about the happiness of his grandson, regardless of the life or death of his granddaughter, right?

I was guarding my grandfather's spirit, but I didn't say anything, the third aunt misunderstood that I wanted to monopolize the old house, and pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, the more I said, the more ugly it became, and even the brazier that burned paper money for my grandfather was kicked down by her. The uncle stood up and scolded her, saying don't be ashamed, why are you so greedy? The third aunt used the excuse to sprinkle, and the two of them quarreled in the mourning hall.

The uncle was very angry and slapped her.

The third aunt is used to being strong, how can she suffer this grievance? fell to the ground and rolled around, roaring and screaming, attracting many villagers to persuade them to fight, and the scene was out of control.

But just when the third aunt wanted to smash my grandfather's tablet indiscriminately, the portrait on the offering table suddenly exploded.

Without any warning, the portrait of the grandfather suddenly exploded and fell on the offering table, with a "bang", and the glass shards flew everywhere, frightening everyone.

At that time, the scene was particularly weird, I lifted the statue up, and saw a red bloodshot oozing from the cracks of the shattered glass, and the face on the portrait seemed to be looking directly at the third aunt......

The villagers who came to persuade me were scared stupid, and I was also stunned.

"Mom!" After the third aunt reacted, she ran out, and when she ran out of the hall, she kicked on the upside-down brazier, grinned under her feet, threw herself on her body, slammed her head on the threshold, and her face was covered with blood.

In the afternoon of the same day, the third aunt, who had bandaged the wound, shouted to leave, and the second aunt was too frightened to stay, and the second uncle had no choice but to agree to let them leave. When the two concubines left, they secretly walked into the backyard, and they didn't even dare to go through the hall where my grandfather's coffin was placed.

The uncle's face was a little unnatural, after all, this matter was caused by the third aunt, he finished adding incense to his grandfather, and discussed with the second uncle in a whisper, "Or, find a gentleman to come and have a look?" Daddy, aren't you angry......"

"You want to be superstitious, don't you?"

The door of the house is unfortunate, the mourning hall has become a battlefield, and the second uncle is holding back the fire in his belly and has nowhere to sprinkle, "It's time to be buried after dark, what Mr. is not Mr.?" Don't give me a crooked handle! ”

Following my grandfather's last words, after dark, we pushed the coffin to the back mountain. Because the statue of my grandfather was "made up" on the mourning hall, no one in the village dared to come over to help, only our grandfather carried the coffin to the back mountain.

In my grandfather's last words, I designated the place where my bones were buried, and on the back mountain, on a hill called "riding the dragon's back", we pushed the coffin there, took a hoe and began to dig a pit.

This position was chosen by my grandfather before his death, and the second uncle did not object, he didn't believe my grandfather's set, and said that it would be okay to bury it anywhere.

I am the eldest grandson, the matter of breaking the ground is logically up to me first, took the shovel handed by the uncle, I shoveled a few shovels, dug down three feet, the soil is a little hard, I feel strange, the soil dug out under the shovel is golden, like fish scales, shining under the torch, exuding a colorful halo.

"Why is the soil discolored?" The uncle hurriedly pulled the second uncle over to take a look, and the second uncle looked very puzzled after seeing it, and turned around and asked me, "The old man really said in his last words, he wants to bury himself here?" ”

I hurriedly took out a note and handed it to the second uncle, "That's what I said in my last words, and I also said that the burial can only be dug five feet seven inches, neither too deep nor too shallow, he said that this is a dragon's lair......"

"Don't talk about those useless words, since it's the old man's last words, just do it!" The second uncle is a leader in the system, and he is very disgusted with the superstition that my grandfather engaged, and he didn't read the note, and he disciplined me with a straight face.

I didn't dare to talk back, according to the instructions on the suicide note, I dug five feet and seven inches, and the three of them worked together to push the coffin into the soil pit, and then I untied a package, and put the corpses of the nine "fish masters" out, and put them on the four corners of the coffin, and was about to cover the soil, when the second uncle saw it, stopped me and asked, "Xiaoye, what are you doing, why did you bury the dead fish?" ”

I said that's what it was written in the suicide note.

"This old man, alas, ......" the second uncle was helpless, and said okay, anyway, the old man can only be willful this time.

After burying Grandpa's body, we knelt in the grass and kowtowed to him, and after scattering incense and candle offerings, we went down the mountain.

Walking on the mountain road, I don't know when the wind started, the cold wind was blowing, the second uncle and the little uncle wrapped their shirts tightly and walked in front, I followed from a distance, I heard a little movement on the mountainside after burying my grandfather, and quickly turned back, I don't know when the fog was in the back mountain, and on my grandfather's grave, it seemed that someone was waving to us.

I wiped my eyes vigorously to make sure I was right.

In the haze, I saw a sedan chair floating on the thick fog, and my grandfather sat on the sedan chair, and nine golden dragon shadows carried him up, and the sedan chair was suspended from the ground, at least three meters high!

I happened to meet my grandfather's sight, he smiled kindly at me, and the nine fish masters carried the sedan chair into the thick fog, and after a while, the back mountain was completely covered by the thick fog.

"Master!"

My jaw was about to shake off, and the shouting scared the second uncle and uncle turned around, and they all asked me what was wrong? My throat was a little dry, "My grandfather...... He, he seems to have come out, and the fish master flew away with him! ”

"You have a fever, where is your grandfather?" The second uncle's face was strange, and he looked at the back mountain, and the uncle also looked in the thick fog like him, turned around and muttered, "Xiao Ye, the old man is gone, are you too sad and hallucinating?" ”

I bowed my head and didn't speak.

Maybe it's because I miss my grandfather too much, so I have a hallucination.

After dealing with my grandfather's funeral, the second uncle and the younger uncle had to leave early in the morning, I stayed to clean the old house alone, and I had to rush back to the county seat in the afternoon.

Before leaving, I went down to the cellar and took the Arowana calves that my grandfather had left for me in a glass jar. When I returned to the county seat, it was already late, and after I finished crossing the water for the arowana cubs, I closed the curtain and went up to the second floor to rest.

Due to the haste in which I returned, I didn't have time to divide the juvenile fish into tanks, and threw them directly in the tank where the big arowana was raised.

Grandpa's business tossed me enough, two days did not close the eyes, pillow to sleep, sleep until the second half of the night, in a daze I heard the first floor of the store there is movement, "bang" sound for a while, I opened my eyes and woke up, went downstairs to check, the source of the sound came from the fish tank where the dragon fish larvae were placed.

The Arowana calf that Grandpa left for me is constantly hitting the fish tank.

People who have raised tropical fish know that it is natural for big fish to eat small fish, in addition to it in the tank, there are also a few "big golden dragons", which I spent a high price to invite, someone has already paid a deposit, and made an appointment to come to the door tomorrow to ask for departure (raising feng shui fish has a lot of particularity, customers can not say to buy fish, must say "please" word).

I thought that the little dragon fish would be bullied by the big golden dragon after entering the tank, which caused it to rub the tank frequently, turned on the flashlight to check, and found that this was not the case at all.

In the fish tank, several big golden dragons are honestly huddled in the corner and do not move, but this "little dragon seedling" swims happily by itself, domineering "patrol the tank", and several "big dragons" are so frightened that they dare not swim up.

I smacked it, I felt that it was not right, could it be that grandpa really has a secret to raising fish, why is the "big dragon" afraid of small fish fry?

Seeing that it was fine, I didn't worry about it, I couldn't sleep when I returned to the bed, recalled the explanation in my grandfather's last words, took out the book "Spirit Gu Burial Sutra" and flipped through it, the whole text was some traditional characters, and I was dizzy when I saw the small characters, which mainly recorded the content of more than a dozen parts, divided into: altar dipping, preaching, witch doctor, Gu cultivation, talismans, forbidden spells, divination, praying for rain, dreams, body plagues, worshipping gods, solid ......

The booklet is also interspersed with many scribbled notes, catalogues and experiences, all in the handwriting of grandpa.

The old man chattered all day long, and he was superstitious about feng shui all his life, and it was not surprising that this kind of "scripture" would be handed down, and I felt a headache after reading it for a while, so I put the book on the bedside table, pulled the quilt and covered my head and fell asleep.

I slept soundly this night, and I never thought that the "little dragon seedlings" left by my grandfather would bring me a disaster.