On this day, when it was still almost dawn, I had been meditating all night in front of the bronze statue of my grandfather, and I had just come out of the wonderful state of chaos and soberness, when I saw a guy with triangular eyes, sharp beak monkey cheeks, two goatees, short as a dwarf, sitting on the bed where the old man had slept, two dangling feet swaying slowly, tilting his head and looking at me motionlessly, with a strange light in his eyes.

At the same time, there are also several heads peeping at the entrance of the outer room.

When I opened my eyes, I saw such a bold guy, who dared to run in when I was meditating, and sat on the bed where the old man was sleeping, my brows suddenly furrowed, and after looking at this guy with obvious bad intentions in his eyes, I asked in a slightly cold voice: "Hou Sanping, who called you in?" ”

If I'm not mistaken, this guy came about a month ago, because of his special appearance, he didn't look like a good person, so I also paid attention to it at the time, and this old guy saw that I could be alone, living in this yin-heavy place without being affected, and other people who came here before him also kept enough distance from me, so he knew that I, the only living person, was not easy to mess with, so he was quite good at things, put away his own face, and did everything he could to treat me.

I know that this guy's mind must be impure, but more is better than less, as long as this guy doesn't make trouble, I don't need to do anything, so I acquiesced to his existence, and in my spare time, I chatted with him a few times, and learned his name and approximate origin.

But now it seems that I accept this Hou Sanping's overture, which seems to be a little too much for him, and it has reached the point where he dares to look at me with the same eyes as if he was looking at his prey.

Still looking at me with that strange gaze, after a few seconds, the strange light in Hou Sanping's pair of viper-like triangular eyes converged, and he smiled with some indifference: "Master, I came in by myself." ”

"I remember every time you came here, Lao Duan would tell you what to do and what not to do, and you, I seem to have told you personally, I don't want any of you to enter my house without permission, especially when I'm meditating, right? Did I remember by mistake and didn't actually tell you, or did you forget? The hint of nonchalance naturally couldn't escape my eyes, so I looked at him and asked.

Lao Duan was the first middle-aged male ghost to be attracted here. Because he was the first to arrive, and he completely obeyed what he said to me, so after the wandering ghosts who were attracted to him gradually began to increase, I simply developed him into an "assistant", and when there was a new arrival, he was responsible for helping me pass the word and telling the other party what to do and what not to do, in this regard, Lao Duan has been doing a good job, and even took the initiative to mediate when there was occasional friction between the same kind.

In comparison, Hou Sanping, who is like a dwarf, is not the same thing as him at all.

I saw this guy with triangular eyes, still nonchalantly smiling at my inquiry, and replied, "Guru, you are not mistaken, and I have not forgotten, you did say such things. ”

"That'...... Why did you even come in? I narrowed my eyes slightly. It's a bit intriguing that you know everything and still do it.

Sure enough, after pulling the same throat as the leaky air, and laughing again, Hou Sanping began to explain in a fake way: "Master, don't get me wrong, I don't mean to disrespect you. It's just that you're so good in this house, it's much more comfortable to stay than outside, I really can't resist the temptation, so I can't hold back, I hope you don't care too much, adults don't remember villains. ”

I looked at him intently, silent.

This guy is also telling the truth, after nearly four months of accumulation, the yin qi in the grass house has already been so thick that it is extremely terrifying, and the breath seems to be frozen, if it is not for the approaching summer solstice, the yang energy is getting heavier and heavier during the day, and the bronze statue of Master Zu and I has always been here, and I am afraid that the surrounding area has already frosted.

Such an environment is very cruel to the living, but for the yin soul, it is a great supplement, so what Hou Sanping said is not unreasonable, the temptation in the house is indeed great for them.

However, this is not a reason for him to break in.

So after a moment of silence, I said lightly: "Only this once, not the next one." If the next time I find out, you come in without permission, especially if you peep around while I'm meditating, you know what the end will be. ”

"Don't dare, Master, I was wrong, there will never be a next time, I hope your prime minister can hold the boat in his belly, don't be like me, I promise not to trespass again." Seeing my warning, Hou Sanping hurriedly bounced up from the bed where the old man had slept and laughed again and again.

didn't say anything more, and after finally glancing at Hou Sanping lightly, he waved his hand to signal him to go out.

Is it really not going to come in again?

Obviously, this is not possible.

This old ghost, who is close to becoming evil, has just begun to be impatient and is just tempting. Since I forgave him the first time, there will definitely be a second, a third, a fourth, until his purpose is achieved, or I will wipe him out between heaven and earth.

"It seems that the establishment of absolute authoritarianism has become imperative."

I didn't care about the situation outside at this time, I frowned slightly and thought for a while, then I sat down cross-legged on the straw mat again, stretched my brows and slowly closed my eyes.

For a whole season, I got used to meditating instead of sleeping, and I hardly went to bed again. Of course, this doesn't mean that I don't want to sleep, although I don't have to lie down to really fall asleep, and I don't feel tired, but in fact, from time to time, I still want to get into the quilt and sleep well and relax completely, but now the situation in the grass hut is already very bad, and it's okay to meditate in front of the bronze statue of the grandfather, although many times I will feel cold, but I can still support it.

But as soon as you lie down, the situation is completely different. I don't know if it's the reason why once I fall into a deep sleep, the twelve yuanchen will also be dormant and the strength of the resistance to yin qi is weakened, in short, as long as I fall asleep in bed, it won't be long before I will be frozen awake, and my whole body will be cold from head to toe, and then wrapping the quilt tightly will have no effect.

So after waking up from the cold several times, and each time I had to shiver for a long time to recover, I had to give up going to bed altogether and meditate altogether. As for the bedding on the bed, it has already been eroded by the yin air, and the humid air of the rainy season around the Dragon Boat Festival a few days ago, it has been so moist that it has even begun to grow hair, and the only thing that can keep it dry is the set of clothes that have been worn for almost a month.

Approaching twelve o'clock in the afternoon, after a few minutes of difference between the front and back again, he broke away from his state of self-forgetfulness, got up and moved his muscles and bones, and then walked outside.

It was another day full of dark clouds, and from the location of the thatched hut, which was getting more and more gloomy day by day, this day was even more dark and oppressive, and there was a sense of wind and rain coming.

Such a sunless weather is naturally the favorite of the wandering ghosts who gather here, so even though it is noon, there are quite a few ghosts wandering near the thatched huts and among the tombs in the bay diagonally above, and a rough estimate is at least sixty or seventy.

Counting those who don't like light and are only willing to move in the dark, so they hid in the nearby tombs, this small mountain bay, no matter how conservative it is estimated, there are hundreds of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

It's completely turned into a haunt's nest.

This was the first time in a long time that I had really focused on these ghosts, so I was still a little surprised by the number, even though I had a rough idea of it.

There are so many wandering spirits and wild ghosts, so when midnight falls and I enter a state of selfless meditation, how many pairs of eyes should gather around the grass hut, yearning or even staring at each other?

"Good afternoon, Master." Hou Sanping, who had just gathered his thoughts and was about to go down to the canal, was warned by me because he was snooping on the side in the early morning, and he came out of a cluster of grass that was obviously very dense, but it looked like it was yellow like dead grass and lifeless, and smiled at me.

The other ghosts, including Lao Duan, will choose to retreat at the first time whenever they see me, and only this one will take the initiative to come out to say hello.

After glancing at him as usual, and nodding slightly, I went straight down the canal and walked out of the bay.

After walking out of Shanwan and continuing to walk out for about 100 meters, I saw that the person who delivered the food was already waiting in a small clearing next to the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain.

It was not only my father or mother who came today, but the two of them came together, and the little yellow dog, who had grown up a lot, and who had begun to show his majesty, also ran up the hill, and when he saw me from afar, he barked happily, spread his legs and rushed over, with his two front paws on my chest, and his head straight to his face. In this way, when I am fully grown, I will be able to put my paws directly on my shoulder, which is a big circle than the average earth dog.

The reason why my parents came together was that in addition to bringing me food, they also brought a stool, a cloth and scissors to help me cut my hair. Counting, my hair should have not been cut for more than half a year, the bangs have been pulled down to cover the nose, and since I came to the mountain, I have washed it only a handful of times, and it can even be said that I have never washed it with shampoo, so in addition to being in good spirits, the appearance looks no different from that of a madman homeless man.

I'm used to this image, and I even like it a little, but I can't stand my parents and I can't get used to it, saying that when I am young and alone, even if I live in the mountains, I don't need to see others, and I can't ignore the image at all. After fighting with them a few times, he still couldn't hide, so he had to agree to cut his hair.

In addition to cutting my hair, my parents also helped me bring a change of clothes. I knew that it was very cold in the grass hut, and it was not the same thing as the increasingly hot weather outside, so I brought soft and close-fitting thick clothes.

So after eating, with a change of clothes, I walked up the canal for a while, and came to a small pond that was washed up my waist by the news that flowed down from the mountain, and I washed my body, smeared it with shampoo, and after changing into clean clothes, I went back to the place where I ate, sat down, and began to ask my father to help me cut my hair.

Because I knew the situation of the thatched hut, I was worried that my body would not be used to cutting it too short at once, so under my mother's advice, my father was just cautious, and he seemed a little clumsy to build a circle, and did not cut it too short. As for the craftsmanship, don't mention the word craftsmanship, other places are barely passable, that is, when the cut to the top of the head, the scissors accidentally fell a little heavier, and suddenly cut into a half-fist-sized gap, the scalp is almost exposed, the same as being gnawed by a horse, and finally the mother grabbed the scissors angrily, and carefully repaired it for a while, it looks better, but you can still see the gap.

But it doesn't matter, I don't care much about the image now, anyway, it looks like this, no matter how good the hairstyle is, it won't look good, as long as I can reassure my parents, even if I really cut it into potholes, it's no problem, they are happy.

Although the pace of rural life is slow, it is not a paradise, and it is simply impossible to spend leisurely all year round, especially in our mountainous areas where rice can only be harvested once a year, and many times it is necessary to rely on the weather for food, and most of the crops must be planted in a hurry, otherwise a year will basically be wasted. After the whole spring ploughing, I didn't help the family at all, but let my parents be busy, and they had to be distracted to take care of me, and I still couldn't help it.

Originally, I saw Huanhuan grow up day by day, and she was quite smart, but I had a whim, or I learned from the movie and trained it to bring me food every day, so that it could save my mother the trouble of going back and forth every day. According to my observation, as long as the method is right, it is entirely possible for Huanhuan to be able to train and be competent for this "job", and it will not take too much time to teach, but my mother disagrees anyway, saying that this is one of the few times a day when I can talk to her son, I can't see anyone in the mountains, if there is no one to talk to during the meal, won't I become dumb after a long time? I had no choice but to obey them in the end.

Holding the mirror he brought with him, he admired the "masterpiece" of his parents and his parents, and after helping them pack up their things together, he called back Huanhuan, who was chasing dragonflies nearby, and prepared to let them go back. When I left, my mother said that she was going to the market tomorrow to buy fertilizer, and asked me if I needed anything as usual, so that I could bring it back with me.

Now what I use the most every day is that futon-like straw mat, on which I spend most of my time and nothing else. However, the straw mat, a whole quarter down, has been I sat down seriously deformed, no longer have any softness at all, just like the hardwood plank, the key is under the erosion of the terrain and climate, it has been damp, if it is not too low, and there are twelve yuan to play a certain blocking role, the buttocks may have already had sores, so since my mother asked, it is necessary to change to a new one.

After seeing them leave, I walked back to the mountain bay myself.

Before I entered the range completely shrouded by yin qi, I saw from a distance that the old ghost Hou Sanping, standing above the canal, on the ridge of a rice field that had been abandoned, looking at me with a smile.