Chapter 132: Sorting Out the Past Life

There is a little girl in our village named Tutu. Her mother gave Tuny a string of beautiful wind chimes on her seventh birthday. When Tutu received this string of wind chimes, she suddenly remembered the events of her previous life. She said that when she was dying in her last life, her mother also sent her a string of wind chimes.

Tutu's mother didn't believe the child's words, thinking she was scaring herself. Bunny earnestly said where she was born in her previous life. She said that her home in her previous life was somewhere in Hubei.

Her parents asked her for her specific address, and she replied without thinking about it, so she replied that there was a pear tree in front of her home. It was a pear tree, and the pears that grew were as hard as stones and could gnaw teeth. She also said that her father in her previous life had a long beard, and he was very prick when he kissed her, and his mother in his previous life was very tall, a head taller than her father.

Since then, Tutu often talks about the things of his past life, which is clear and well-founded. Her mom and dad were dumbfounded. A seven-year-old child has experienced a lot more than her years.

Her mom and dad couldn't sit still, and finally made up their minds to go to the place where Tutu said about their past lives. They did what Tutu said, and sure enough, they found such a place in Hubei. The dilapidated house was exactly as Tutu said, and there was indeed a pear tree planted in front of the house.

There were still people living in the house, and Tutu's parents inquired about it, and learned that the people in Tutu's mouth used to be the owners of this house, but now they have all moved away.

Tutu's parents asked if one of the people who used to live here had a daughter die?

And the man in the house said, Yes. The man also pointed out the location of the child's grave.

Tutu's parents come to the grave and find a string of rusty wind chimes in front of the grave. Tutu's parents burned a lot of paper money in front of the grave, and asked someone to recite the scriptures and pray there. The monk who recited the sutra told Tutu's parents that he must give Tutu steamed carp when he returned. The monk said that "Qing" means "to clean up", and "carp" means to "sort out", sorting out the memories of the past life.

When she returned home a few days later, Tutu's parents gave her a carp. Tutu's high fever did not go away that night, and the doctor's injection and medicine were useless. After the high fever is naturally over, Tutu can no longer remember the things of his previous life. Even when her parents asked about what Tutu had said before, Tutu shook his head blankly, indicating that he didn't understand.

That wind chime is something special that draws out Bunny's memories of his past life. There have also been times when the bride exchanged rings at the wedding ceremony, and suddenly remembered the lover in her previous life, and remembered the ring that she cherished in her previous life.

Sometimes, I wonder whimsically, when, where, and if I will also encounter something special that can bring back memories of my past life. If I remember, what kind of person was I in my previous life? Have you ever done something earth-shattering? Is there a romantic love?

Sometimes, I wonder if the girl I like now has something to do with me in my previous life. Why did I like her in this life?

While I was stunned and thinking about this nonsense, Grandpa had already sat down on the wicker chair. A pot of tea is placed under a rattan chair, a cigarette is held in his mouth, and a pampa fan is shaken in his hand. He was waiting for the "arrival" of the green-haired water demon.

I think my grandfather may have been a buffalo in his past life.

I told my grandfather what I thought. Grandpa laughed heartily and pinched my face with his withered yellow fingers. I hated this action of my grandfather, which started when I can remember. But I'm in high school now, and I'm no longer his little heel, and I'm no longer a little scoundrel who can't see him. I've grown up, and I don't want him to treat me like a little doll in open crotch pants.

He pinched my face like that, proving that he hadn't realized that his grandson was about the same height as him. Yes, his grandson has grown up and can even hunt ghosts on his own, because I have learned almost everything from the Hundred Arts. As long as the green-haired water demon is willing to appear here, I can fight it alone.

The reason why I didn't dare to show me in front of him was because I was afraid that my grandfather would age too quickly.

There's such a statement, I don't know if it's true. For example, a blacksmith, a master with a young apprentice, the young apprentice always needs a lot of guidance from the master, and the master will keep the housekeeping skills and not teach, for fear that the apprentice will jump on his head after learning. Once one day the apprentice learns his housekeeping skills and no longer needs the master's teaching, the master will suddenly become much older. This is especially true of ghost-hunting magicians, who will quickly grow old and weak if their apprentice suddenly and inadvertently solves a very difficult problem without a master.

So, when Grandpa was there, I always acted like I needed him.

My grandfather asked me, "Why do you think I was an old buffalo in my previous life?" ”

Oh, yes. Why?

Grandpa had a few buffaloes. Every buffalo was domesticated by him to be obedient and human, no matter how irascible and brutal it was when it was first bought. If other people's cattle are not carefully cared for, they will run into the paddy fields and steal rice. And the buffalo raised by my grandfather was thrown on the ridges where weeds and rice were intertwined, and he would not take the opportunity to steal the rice. It obediently pushes the rice with its mouth and eats the weeds that cover it.

Moreover, my grandfather never raised cattle, but only raised buffaloes all his life. I asked my grandfather why he didn't try to raise a cow. Cattle don't need to be fed water as often. Grandpa looked at the buffalo's fist-wide eyes and smiled comfortably. I stopped asking him.

I didn't share these thoughts with my grandfather, but just smiled at his ravinely face. Grandpa laughed the same way. We don't have to express ourselves in words, but we can have the same mind.

"You say, will the green-haired water demon come tonight?" Grandpa asked me, but he took a sip of tea as if he didn't care about my answer. I looked at my grandfather's withered fingers and wondered, if I dipped those two fingers in the tea, would the tea turn yellow?

I said, "Grandpa, you already have the answer in your heart, why bother to ask me?" ”

Grandpa smiled. Wrinkles at the corners of the eyes extend to the sideburns.

"What if the green-haired water demon doesn't come?" Grandpa tilted his head to ask me, his eyes flickering like the tail of a lone firefly in the wilderness. It looks a little sad that way.

I had mixed feelings. I sniffed and said, "Grandpa, it's coming." It will definitely come. ”

Grandpa nodded and muttered, "Well, it's coming......"