The people of the Yang Realm, the Dao of the Netherworld, and the Captain of the Underworld go to the underworld.

Open the Xuanmen, go down to the underworld, and only protect the underworld, not touch the gold.

It is dangerous, desperate, and astrological divination looks at the five elements.

Don't seek fame, stick to the road, and come from all directions with an edict.

Strange and strange, weird, and incompatible.

This is not a poem, nor a word, this is the oral training of the ancestor of the "Captain of the Underworld", which came from the pen of Mr. Zhuge Wolong during the Three Kingdoms period.

Many people don't understand the position of Captain Underworld, as Zu Xun said, its existence is not for fame, but because of the existence of Captain Touching, some people say that they are the guardians of hell, and some people say that they are tricksters, there are not too many records about them, and they have even been forgotten......

But! Since my appearance, some people have slowly begun to think about them, who were born in the yang world and the Tao is in the underworld, and the story begins with a lingering and sympathetic love, starting from that year......

On a summer evening in 1989, the breeze blew away the heat emitted by the earth, and the village dog lay lazily beside the old man, who was humming a little tune as always, sitting on the edge of the field, smoking a dry cigarette happily, not to mention how pleasant his expression was.

"Three points are destined...... Seven points rely on hard work, love to fight to win......" The old man swallowed the clouds and spit out smoke, and when the little song was rising, a trace of uneasiness and fear suddenly appeared on his face, and the old eyes looked blankly at the remnant sun returning to the west on the edge of the sky.

I saw that the sky was extraordinarily weird, the remnant sun was like blood, the sky was blood-red, as if it had been stained with blood, it was so red that people panicked, there were flocks in the sky, densely flying the frightened birds in the forest, and the house dogs around them suddenly barked uneasily.

"Holy! ......" With the old man's shout, the people in the village gathered at once, and everyone pointed to the blood-red sky and talked about it.

And just when everyone was gossiping, the old Wu family, the king of soldiers in the village, was busy greeting the Wu family, that is, me.

Just because when I was born, strange things such as the strange sky and the abnormality of poultry happened, and the people in the village were superstitious, so they said that I was a "blood fetus" and a bad thing.

Strange as it was, according to my mother, I didn't cry or make a fuss when I landed, and my eyes were blood-red, which scared the midwife so sick that her eyes didn't return to normal until the full moon, and what was even stranger was that I was born with a love of grabbing an unknown piece that my father had brought back when he was discharged from the army.

It was an ancient thing, slippery, black and shiny, of unknown material, in the shape of a goose's egg, with ancient runes engraved on it.

Because of this, the people in the village always made fun of me, saying that Jia Baoyu was born with jade and was rich and noble, and I was born with strange stones in my hands, which was a strange life.

Originally, our old Wu family was a well-known family of soldiers in the village and even in ten miles and eight townships.

Because as early as 1974, in a special era, when the whole village was still singing "sing a song to the party" and went to work in groups, my father resolutely put down his hoe, picked up his gun, and ran to join the army under the opposition of his family.

My dad was 18 years old that year, and his stubborn dad was also through 9981 hardships in the army. He went to the cooking class to cook, raised pigs, dug coal with the squad, worked in mines, drove military vehicles in the army for a period of time, and stayed in the artillery company for another year.

In the end, he finally achieved a positive result, and was arranged to train in the troops of Mount Everest as an elite soldier, became a special soldier, and served as a sniper.

And to me, the old Wu family is famous again, but it is notorious and famous for bloody and ferocious things.

That's the gap! It's all tears.

For as long as I can remember, the strange things around me have been constant, and it can be said that there is one thing that I remember vividly before I was 15 years old.

I was six years old that year, in elementary school, and I didn't know how to spread the rumor that there were ghosts in the toilet, and I heard that there was a child wearing a hat who would kill himself in the toilet to find a substitute for the dead ghost, so that he could be reincarnated.

It happened that day that I skipped class with a friend and ran to the toilet, and when I was halfway through the squat, I saw a little boy about three or four years old, the little boy was wearing a blood-red pointed hat on his head, and he kept looking at me with a gloomy face.

At that time, I was still young, I didn't know what a ghost was, I thought it was a kindergarten child who came to the toilet, so I ignored his existence, but he kept staring at it, I was uncomfortable, and the ruffian got up at once, and scolded the little kid, "Look at your dad, and then see believe it or not, Angkor, I'll call you dad later." ”

The little boy ignored me, just kept looking at me gloomily, and then suddenly opened his mouth and smiled at me, and waved to me with his hand.

I thought it was a neuropathy, so I curiously called my classmates to see, and found that the classmate who came with me was gone, but I didn't see him come out of the toilet, and suddenly I remembered the rumor spread by the school, and my heart tightened, but when I turned my head to look again, the little boy was gone.

After my scalp was numb for a while, I quickly cleaned it up, and then hurriedly put on my pants, and when I was about to rush out of the toilet, I only felt that my body was strange, as if my steps had become much heavier.

When I ran to the grooming mirror at the door of the toilet, I was almost scared to the point that I was riding the little boy on my back, the little boy was still smiling, and the blood-red hat in his hand was about to buckle on my head.

Suddenly, my whole person froze, unable to move, I could only look at this scene in the mirror in horror, and at this moment, a strong and powerful old man's voice suddenly sounded, only to hear the old man's voice, "Demon, Hugh is presumptuous." "I'm no stranger to this voice, and I've heard it many times when my life was hanging by a thread, and saved me from the scythe of death, but I've never seen the owner of the voice.

Then the little boy inexplicably bounced off my back, and for a moment I ran away as if I had been greased on the soles of my feet, and the screams of the little boy came from behind me.

Later, the police found my classmate in the septic tank of the toilet, and when they found the body, he was wearing a red hat on his head, and his expression was smiling rather than smiling.

As a result, since then I began to fall seriously ill, and often sleepwalk in the middle of the night, wearing a red hat, once I sleepwalked as usual with a red hat jumped directly from the second floor of the house, and was caught by my father in time to save my life.

Later, my uncle had a secret recipe to solve my sleepwalking, my uncle is a famous feng shui master in ten miles and eight towns, and he has been showing people feng shui for many years, and he knows a little bit about Qimen Dunjia Five Elements Bagua Technique.

My uncle said that I was destined to commit Tai Sui, and it just so happened that the piece engraved with ancient runes that my father brought back was the key to my life.

It turned out that my father found it in a cave on Mount Everest during a special mission before he was discharged from the army, and it was after that mission that my father took the initiative to apply for demobilization.

I have never understood why my father loved the army so much and took the initiative to apply for demobilization, presumably for a reason, but specifically why all this, my father has always been tight-lipped about it.

I was born in the Year of the Snake, as the saying goes, the snake hits seven inches, so my uncle tattooed the ancient runes on the things my father brought back on the seventh section of my cervical vertebrae, and cremated that strange thing into a necklace and put it on my neck, saying that this will keep me safe until I am seven years old, and seven years old will go through a catastrophe, if I survive it, it will be fine.

Because of this, the village began to gossip and gossip, and there were many discussions about me.

My uncle was afraid that my childhood would be affected by the poisonous tongue of those village women in the village, so he renamed me "Wu Nian", hoping that I would grow up happily without distractions.

And because I was a ruffian by nature, I fought with the children in the village like a mad dog, so I got the nickname "Ruffian Dog Wu Nian".

As the days went by, I grew older and my parents' worries began to be written on my face day by day, because I was about to be seven years old.

The spring breeze of reform and opening up was blowing all over the country, and as early as 1984, the year after my father returned from the army, China was even more upset in doing business.

Since I was an only child, my dad loved me very much, and when I was seven years old, my dad went to sea to do business in order to make our family's life better.

Dad went back to the old army on Mount Everest before going into business, and took me with him to show me what a real iron-blooded man should look like.

But there is a long story about my time on Mount Everest, which I have no memory of, but I am vaguely aware that it is a very important event for me.

According to what my dad told me later, I almost died on Mount Everest, and my life was picked up, but I was hit in the head and lost my memory, and the only memory left on Mount Everest was my father's comrade-in-arms, Uncle Wang, and his son, who was a year older than me.

Since then, I have often had the same nightmare at night, but every time I wake up, the content of the dream is erased from my mind, and only a few key fragments are looming, such as the ice and snow, the woman in white, and the abyssal cave.

Even my uncle was helpless, so he shook his head and sighed and said to my parents, "Poor boy, you can only watch him make it." ”

In this way, my childhood before the age of 15 was always full of misfortune and strange deals with death.

It wasn't until I was 15 years old that my dad called me in front of me and started a man-to-man conversation with me very seriously.

My dad asked me, "Son, you are 15 years old this year, and your body is still so weak, do you have any plans?" ”

I didn't have any plans when I was young, but I always admired my dad as a soldier. So I replied, "I want to be a soldier like you." ”

This made my dad happy, hehe, straight music, touched my head and said, "Good!" This is my son. But you have a tattoo on your back, you can't be a soldier. ”

I was a little disappointed and said to my dad, "Then it's all up to you." ”

My dad said earnestly, "Son! I've discussed it with your mother, we plan to send you to a martial arts school, that school is my father's earliest old army, the place is a little far from home, and you may not be home all year round after you go, do you want to go? ”

Naturally, I was a hundred willing, it was the first time I went far away, and on the day I left, my mother was reluctant, and told me to take care of myself.

And I was so bent on going out and seeing the outside world, so I was just absent-minded and perfunctorily replied to my mom, "Yes." ”

When I arrived at the martial arts school, my dad settled me down and went back. The moment my dad left, I looked at my dad's back, and suddenly I felt that my dad was indeed a lot older, and he could no longer ride on his shoulders and play like when I was young.

Looking at the back of my father's departure, I couldn't help but have a sour nose and moist eyes, but I gritted my teeth and didn't let the tears flow, I couldn't lose my father's face as a soldier, I just let the tears roll in my eyes, but when my father's back disappeared completely, I still couldn't hold back, and two lines of hot tears slipped down my face.

Since then, I have been studying and exercising hard in the martial arts school, firstly, because I don't want my mother to worry about my body, and secondly, I also want to fight for my father's face.

In the years of martial arts school, I quickly grew to 1.8 meters, and my body was not a little bit tougher than before, and I was also famous in the martial arts school, and I had participated in various martial arts competitions on behalf of the school many times, which made my father happy.

Since then, I have also been freed from the entanglement of death.

Later, by chance, I came into contact with art by accident, and since then, I have been out of control and crazy to love art.

With my father's consent, I also made a major decision for myself on the road of my life, that is, to leave the martial arts school, take a few years off, and go out to study art everywhere, I was the same age as my father decided to go to the army, and I was 18 years old.

It wasn't until later, when I graduated from college, that I was already 23 years old, and my mother didn't let me leave my hometown, so I got married and had children, but I couldn't live or die.

In fact, I still like the era when my father and mother were in love, the literature at that time was exciting, the people at that time were simple and kind, and the sunshine at that time was brighter than now.

It was a sincere and romantic time, people were sincere and simple, the carriages and horses were very slow, the hearts of people were very pure, and the years were like water. The love of that era was very real, and it only needed to meet the eyes, and the hand was held for a lifetime. The kind of years when you could only love one person in a lifetime are gone.

It's like now, talking about innocent love makes people laugh off their big teeth, and now when it comes to trading, even feelings can be traded. Everything is based on fast, fast-food love, fast-food square hands.

Momo is full of appointments, and WeChat transactions are flying all over the sky.

This is not! Not long ago, a beautiful woman took the initiative to add me to WeChat.

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