Chapter 1 The Origin Ghost Knocks on the Door

Chongqing, with beautiful mountains and rivers, outstanding people. People say that Chongqing is the land of the hidden dragon and the crouching tiger.

On the south bank of Chongqing, there is a place called Tongyuan Bureau. It is surrounded by the Yangtze River on three sides, like a giant dragon holding the jewel that guards it. Therefore, it is also called the dragon holding beads.

I was born in this place.

My parents named me Li Xiaoshuai, but unfortunately I wasn't handsome at all. If I had been born forty years earlier, I would have been a handsome guy with a Chinese face, but I was born in the eighties.

When I was a teenager, my father was sent to Africa because of the needs of the factory, and not long after, my mother entrusted me to my uncle, and she flew to Africa as a doctor to accompany my father.

As a teenager, I didn't get as attached to it as other kids and started celebrating that no one cared anymore.

After graduating from junior high school at the age of fifteen, I was admitted to a technical school in a machinery factory dozens of kilometers away from home.

At that time, the teachers of the technical school were all workers in the factory, and they did not care much about the students.

This is a happy paradise of freedom, and I am even more at home here, having been wild since I was a child. Since then, it has really been regarded as flying into the sky with wings, and no one cares.

At the end of the nineties, qigong fever, special function fever, and feng shui fever were popular in society. The girls in the class liked fortune-telling the most, and we boys began to make up all kinds of lies to coax the girls to believe that they could tell fortunes. I really went to the stall and bought a feng shui book to read, but I didn't expect to be addicted to it, and there were those terrifying, thrilling and nostalgic days later.

That year, the school had to widen the small playground and level a dirt hill next to it. I don't know which school leader came up with the idea to let the students work as workers to dig the soil. Each class takes two classes a day and takes turns digging. Directly raze this small soil bag, and the excavated soil is lifted more than 20 meters away and poured down the hillside.

I didn't expect a coffin to be dug up one day. When we went back after class, the coffins had been dismantled, and the bones inside had been smashed by a few students in the dormitory of the next car worker class with hoes.

Next to this small playground is our student dormitory. There are more than a dozen rooms in a row of small bungalows. The place where the coffin was dug up was only a dozen meters away from our dormitory. I lived in the outermost room with my electrician class. The turners live at the other end of this row of houses.

I read all those miscellaneous feng shui books all day and night, and bought a lot of them. No one cares about the teacher in class, so I watch it, and I also watch it when I go back to the dormitory after school. It wasn't until seven days after the smashing incident that I heard people in the dormitory say that the students who smashed the bones were all sick.

It turned out that the bastards in the turner class were playing cards in the house that night when they heard a knock on the door. When I walked to the door and opened the door, it was pitch black and there was nothing. Come back and continue to play cards, the knock on the door sounded again, opened the door or no one, a few times in a row, several students were not in the mood to play cards, each nest in the nest to listen to the knock on the door until dawn. In the dormitory next door, there was no knocking.

It lasted for seven days, and all the people in the dormitory fell ill.

The students in this row of houses have a good relationship with each other, and since this happened, I was also curious, so I wanted to try it.

So I asked them to find the long coffin nails of the coffin, and after school that evening, a big fire was burned in the open space outside the dormitory door, and my iron buddy Zhang San pulled out a power strip from the dormitory. Catch the blow dryer and blow on the charcoal under the fire, and place the coffin nails directly on the charcoal until it burns red. After the clip is taken out, a bowl of rooster blood is poured down.

The coffin nails snorted white smoke, and when the blood was drenched, only a fishy smell mixed with a foul smell. Succeed with flying colors.

This is why the turner class used a thin rope to hang the coffin nail at the gate. Since then, the knock on the door has been heard again, and several people have recovered. So I had a good reputation, and the female classmates in and out of the class loved to come to me to look at palmistry and test words.

At this time, I was still not happy to watch it, one was that I studied feng shui, and I didn't know fortune telling at all, and the other was not interested in teasing girls at all, but I was more interested in feng shui, yin and yang. Only one girl came to me to read palmistry, and I was excited for days.

Bai Xue is the daughter of Master Bai in the school cafeteria, and she likes to help out in the canteen or come to our dormitory to play after school. Wait for his dad to come home together.

's lively and cheerful personality, coupled with her beautiful face, has become the object of love of many boys. She sat at my front table in the class. Every day in class, I love to gently lift her long hair and smell the fresh smell of her hair on the tip of my nose.

I secretly like her and like to see her back.

This time, Shirayuki came to me and asked me to calculate her future. I carefully took her little hand and lifted it gently, not daring to use any more force. Her little hands were white and ruddy, smooth and warm to hold in her hands, and her heart couldn't help but stir, and her hands trembled a little.

Bai Xue also seemed to sense something, and pulled her hand away, and I didn't dare to look at her face.

I don't know what to say, my heart beats so fast, and I don't know what to do. After being silent for a while, Bai Xue stood up and said, "Next time" and left with Huang Yongmei.

I looked at her back blankly, and Huang Yongmei turned her head to look at me twice, but I only turned my head away, and my face was feverish.

After that incident, Bai Xue often came to our dormitory, not to find me, but to find my good buddy Zhao Dong to learn guitar.

Zhao Dong clearly told us in the dormitory that he liked snow. When I heard this, I just pretended to smile and coaxed them to let Zhao Dong chase Bai Xue.

After the coaxing, I was deeply sad in my heart, but I never said it myself, I also like snow.

Only my best friend Zhang San knows my thoughts. Zhang San is a radio enthusiast. He was three years older than us, and he made a radio that could call people 200 kilometers away. It's just that the power is too great, so I can only play with it occasionally, occasionally call to the ship, and chat on the radio in the taxi.

I like to talk to Zhang San about everything, and he has always tried his best to encourage me to pursue Bai Xue. But I couldn't say it. It dragged on and on, and it dragged on until the graduation of the technical school for three years.

When I was in technical school, no one cared, and I flipped through most of the feng shui books on the market. But no one taught me a lot of places and I couldn't figure it out, so I often ran to the fortune-telling stalls on the streets. Most of the fortune tellers on the street ate their own food, and they didn't learn as much as I did, so they earned a lot of money with one mouth. Although I don't despise this kind of behavior, there is no place to communicate what I have learned, and I can only chat with them to see if I can find out who is superior.

It wasn't until I met the sixty-year-old Master Shang that I ignored those fake gentlemen who only deceive people with their mouths.

Three months after I met Master Shang, Master Shang entrusted me with a task. Looking for a man with a diamond-shaped birthmark on the back of his head on April 30, 70, it is strange to ask if he is a virgin. This day is the year of Kuigang, the month of Kuigang, the day of Kuigang, and the time of Kuigang.

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