Chapter 17: Grandpa's Secret Room
Seeing that no one pays attention to me, I can't still chase people to fight!
I didn't eat well, and I got angry.
In the past, when I saw that the blind dates were in awe of our Bai family, I felt how glorious it was!
After experiencing so many things in this period, I gradually understood that where is awe, it is clearly fear!
"I wanted to treat you to a good meal, but I didn't want to make it like this." Wen Bao looked at my face and muttered.
I let out a few long breaths to make my swollen chest breathe a little easier.
Back in the village, I looked at the big meadow in the distance, and said to Wenbao in a depressed mood: "You go back first!" I'll go for a walk over there. ”
Wenbao seems to understand whether he understands or not, "Ao! With a sound, he turned around and went home.
Out of the village, through the fields, to the edge of the meadow.
I fell into the waist-deep grass, lay on the soft grass, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and my nose was filled with the unique fragrance of grass, and I shed tears.
I basically haven't cried when I've grown so big, even under my father's stick, what's wrong with me today?
Tears fell silently from the corners of my eyes, and now I don't know who I am, confused and confused!
I don't admit that I'm a ghost baby, and I don't want to admit that I was born into such a weird family.
I don't want to nest in this small village for the rest of my life, guarding a rough and ugly female ghost, and opening a coffin shop with a few coffins a year.
Coffin shop! I suddenly remembered something, and suddenly sat up, and I couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
"That's not right! It's true that our family runs a coffin shop, but we all see my father painting the coffin, but I have never seen my father or grandfather make a coffin. ”
"So where did our family's mouthful of white stubble coffins come from? Every time a bite is dropped, a new one will appear in the yard."
Why did my senses never wonder where these coffins came from?
I have never seen piles of wood in our house, nor have I heard the sound of axes being dubbed.
Is there another place in our house that I don't know about, which is dedicated to making white stubble coffins?
No, while they're not at home, I'll have to go back and find out, maybe there really is such a secret coffin workshop.
Thinking of this, I stood up and ran back, but when I ran back to the house out of breath, I found that my grandfather and the others had come back at some point.
I looked at the home I grew up in with my eyes, except for a few broken houses, and the not too high walls, I really couldn't see anything special.
Grandpa was still leaning on the steps of the door, smoking his dry cigarette slowly.
Seeing that I was back, he stood up and knocked off the fire in the cigarette pouch pot on the sole of his shoe and said, "Chengzu, come with me, it's time for you to see grandpa's guys." ”
As he turned and walked into his own room, he muttered, "Nineteen years old, and when your birthday is over, it's time to try to take over everything here." ”
"Humph! If you don't go, what else will there be in this house besides a coffin? "I turned around and was about to run to my house.
Before I could reach the door, a gust of wind blew in front of me, and a large board blocked in front of me.
Needless to say, everyone knows who it is! I frowned, turned around in disgust, and walked into my grandfather's room.
A hardboard**, a set of plain bedding, an old wooden table, a few small stools, what is beautiful in the black room.
Grandpa glanced at me, ignored me, and reached out to grope on the ** head.
All I heard was "Stuck bouncing!" The voice sounded, and on the wall opposite the head, a secret door slowly opened to the side!
What's the situation? I put away my boredom and stared at a hollow room that flashed out behind the door.
There really are secret rooms! Could it be that this is where Dad made the coffin? Not to mention, it's really secretive.
Seeing that the door was completely open, Grandpa took the lead and lit the small oil lamp inside.
In the dim light, the room was a little messy, mixed with a faint smell of mold.
There are black porcelain jars about a foot high on the ground regularly, and the mouth of the jar is covered with a piece of red cloth, and a layer of ash has fallen on it, I don't know what is inside?
Leaning against the wall, leaning crookedly against a few wooden shelves.
The shelves are littered with bottles and cans of different sizes and runes of various colors.
"Whether you're interested in seeing these things right now or not, I'm going to give you an idea." Grandpa said.
Grandpa casually picked up a round piece of copper from the shelf, about the size of a baked cake, and said to me: "This is called the Qianling Mirror, it is the treasure of our ancestors, as long as you take a photo of it, any change of demons will be beaten back to its original shape." ”
Then he picked up something that looked like a whip more than a foot long and said to me: "This is called the Yin Whip, it is like a street sign, which can make the little ghosts of the Yin and Yang worlds listen to your orders!" ”
Suddenly, I saw a silver-white necklace hanging on the wall on the right, and a pendant with no specific shape under the chain thick with chopsticks.
I walked over and reached down and took it off, holding it in my hand and playing with it.
Underneath the pendant appears to be a missing piece, and the missing piece seems to be in the shape of a crescent moon.
Only then did I understand that the shape of the broken pendant should be a coffin pattern with a large drum cavity, beautifully carved, concave and convex, and a strong three-dimensional feeling.
I held the pendant under the light and looked closely, it was the coffin pattern in my house, and even the characters and scenes depicted on it were exactly the same as those on the coffin!
**The girl who was chased by the demon with her body was just a piece of the picture on this pendant.
Looking at this necklace, I had an indescribable liking in my heart, so I put it on my neck.
It was only then that I remembered that my grandfather hadn't spoken for a long time.
I looked up and saw that my grandfather was standing there looking at me with a very complicated expression on his face.
It's amazing! Or excited? The eyes of the wide-stared mandarin duck were full of tears!
I looked at my grandfather's indescribable expression of crying or laughing, and looked down at the necklace on his chest.
Looking at my grandfather still motionless, I thought to myself that it wouldn't be my grandfather who was not happy to see me take his necklace, right?
Thinking of this, he reached out to take the necklace off his neck.
"Don't!" Grandpa waved his hand in a panic and said, "It's good to wear, it's good!" ”
The shriveled hand wiped his eyes, and Grandpa showed an unusually kind smile that I had seen for the first time when I was so old.
"Humph! If you can't bear it, I'll give it back to you now, or when I wear it, it'll be mine. I said strongly.
Grandpa smiled meaningfully and pressed my hand and said, "It's good, it's good, just wear it!" ”
To be honest, I really liked this necklace, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered to touch his things!
"Let's go! I don't like to look at your babes. "I hate the musty smell here.
"Good!" Grandpa said, "But there's one thing you have to know. As he spoke, he pointed to the black porcelain jars on the ground for me to see.
"This is the yin child that our Bai family ancestors have raised for generations, and they are the treasures of the Bai family!"
"Grandpa just wants you to remember that no matter what time it is, Yin Tong is there, our Bai family is here!"
I don't know what a yin boy is at all, and I don't care about the "mmmmmmmmmm I agreed, and I just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.
Grandpa didn't care about my attitude, and pointed out that there were thirty-six yin children here, divided into three types.
The group of twelve at the front, called the Fire Boys, is like a fire and can be used to deal with evil spirits and demons.
The group of twelve in the middle, called the water boys, has a transparent body and can be used to avoid evil and guard the house.
The last group of twelve, called Mu Tong, is pitch black, and can cure the sick and save people's lives.
After listening to my grandfather's chatter so easily, I was almost hungry!
Eating dinner, Wenbao opened the door and walked in, squeezing his eyebrows and shaking his head at me...