I remembered the strange man I had bumped into that night in the wheat field.

"That little face...... What is it? ”

Chen San's father smiled.

"It claims to be a night wanderer, but in fact, it is an old night owl who has only lived for a few years.

"It was also it at the beginning, taking away the life of the little third son, I had a grudge with it more than ten years ago, and it coveted a treasure in my hand."

"What baby?"

Chen San's father said that the baby was now hidden under the stove in his house.

"Now Uncle handed over that treasure to you for safekeeping, and that treasure can also lower that thing, how to use it I will tell you now."

Chen San's father whispered to me.

"Why do you have to use this method? Isn't that little face sleeping in the side room now, why don't I just chop him? I asked.

Chen San's father smiled bitterly: "Biao Wazi, then don't you even chop my little third son?" I'm counting on you to get him back. ”

Then Chen San's father coughed a few times, saying that even if that little face had no magic during the day, it was not so easy to kill, and it had to be someone who really had Taoism to come and kill it completely.

Before that, the baby that Chen San's father handed over to me could only drag it and prevent it from doing harm in the village.

"Then where shall I find someone who has the right way?" I asked.

"You just have to wait, I had a star last night, and the Martial Saint True Monarch will come to our village within seven days to punish the evil and kill the demons."

I feel like Chen San's father is talking about his mother's words.

Martial Saint Zhenjun Emperor Guan, will come to our little broken village to kill demons?

Chen San's father is afraid that he is the same as Chen San, and he has epilepsy.

"Also, the old woman in the village is in the same group as that little face, so I don't need to remind you."

I nodded.

"The last thing, I must confess before I die, otherwise I will die blindly......"

I interrupted Chen Sanpa's words.

"Uncle, why is this just before death?"

"The sea, you baby, that little face is asleep in the side room, and what we are saying now has been listened to by it!"

I was about to argue how it could hear people when it was asleep, but it suddenly occurred to me.

According to the habit of night owls, they sleep during the day with one eye open and one eye closed, and the ear holes are also open.

"When it wakes up at night, Uncle and I will be poisoned by it." Chen San's father's tone was very understatement.

"Then I'll run away with you on my back now." I said eagerly.

"Alas, that's it, you see that your uncle and I are like this, what's the point of living a few more years, I have long wanted to die, let it fulfill me." Chen San's father shook his head.

"Now I'm going to tell you one last thing, I have something pressed under my pillow, you take it out."

I pulled out the thing, a torn book with a blue cover.

"The Secret Art of Four Pillars and Eight Characters of Star Destiny." I looked at the cover of the book.

I know that astrology is the most awesome fortune-telling, astrological fortune telling, more than one grade higher than those carving insect skills that face to face and palm pattern fortune divination.

I usually listen to the radio, and I also heard it in Shan Tianfang's commentary, the strategist of Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the demon Liu Bowen, who is comparable to Zhuge Liang of the Three Kingdoms, is the master of star destiny.

And after Zhu Yuanzhang became emperor, he was also afraid of Liu Bowen, thinking that the astrological divination was too powerful, so he ordered to prohibit folk learning, and violators were all punished.

Therefore, the astrological destiny technique has not been passed down now.

Chen San's father nodded, saying that this book was handed down by Liu Bowen's descendants, and it happened that he got it, but unfortunately it was a broken book.

"Your uncle and I, who have been husbands in the village all my life, have watched the night sky for more than 50 years, and they can be regarded as a bit of attainment, and they have tinkered with most of the missing content of this book, and now I will pass this book to you, and it is not my life to do nothing."

I thought to myself, uncle, you can pull it down.

Who in the village doesn't know, you stargazing and ordering Chen Da radish, and the old woman who walks in the yin to ask the soul, and the big ears of the king of the house, and is called the three great gods and liars in Tashan Village.

When you swept away the four olds, why didn't you people sweep them into the dust of history?

But I couldn't refuse the last wish of the dying man, so I took the broken book into my arms and said thank you.

Chen San's father sighed: "The sea, you are a good boy with a good heart, and you are the only one in the village who is willing to play with our little third son, so I dare to entrust everything to you."

"But I have been in the sea, your four pillars and eight characters and natal star position, you are the same as your sister, your fate is to the White Tiger Star, and you will not live to be eighteen years old......"

I interrupted Chen Sanpa's words, and I couldn't listen to him at all.

My sister did die of cancer at the age of 18.

But next month, I'm going to have my twentieth birthday, and I don't think I'll live to be eighteen.

Chen San's father suddenly grabbed my wrist, and his strength was so strong that it hurt me to catch it.

"Biao baby! You can live until now because someone helped you change your life three years ago! ”

I was at a loss, not knowing what Chen San's father was talking about.

"If you want to live! I can't let go of hatred in my heart! Remember! ”

Then Chen San's father urged me to leave quickly, it was about to get dark, and the little face was about to wake up.

I bowed to Chen San's father and said that I would come to collect his body tomorrow.

After that, I went to the stove under Chen San's kitchen, took out a box from the ashes, and ran out of Chen San's house without looking back.

That night, I held the box, turned on the light, and couldn't sleep.

Around the first watch, there was movement outside the window.

First the horrible cries of night owls, then the footsteps of men, from far to near, and finally stopped under the window of my room.

I lay on the bed, I didn't dare to come out, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

"I know you didn't sleep." The sound of an urn sounding the sound of an urn.

"Give me the things tomorrow, or I will kill your whole family tomorrow night."

Then the footsteps were gone.

Early the next morning, Chen's family sounded the funeral cannon.

I was prepared, but when I arrived at the scene, I still got goosebumps.

The death of Chen Sanpa's death was so terrifying, the whole person was disemboweled, the intestines and internal organs were pulled out, and the bed flowed colorfully.

This is indeed how night owls kill their prey when they hunt.

Several people from the village office who came to handle the case were all holding on to the wall and vomiting.

"Chen San" knelt there, crying and shouting.

I took one look at it, and its acting was really clumsy.

It also noticed my eyes, stopped crying, and turned its head to look at me.

"Give me something." It says.

"Nope."

"Then wait for me to kill your whole family tonight." It grinned.

I don't care about it, I don't fear it, I have a way to cure it.

That night, it was about nine o'clock, and it was already dark.

I opened the wooden box that Chen San's father gave me, and the contents were nothing else, just the wooden bangs and gongs that he usually used for beating.

I walked out of the house and started a gong with a bang.

The rhythm is one slow and four fast.

"Knock-knock! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

As I tapped, I walked around the village.

When he arrived at the door of Zheng Tu's house in the village, the window of his house suddenly opened.

"Fuck you, the sea! Will you play more? Now it's time to make a shift, and you're fucking playing the gong of the fifth watch! "Butcher Zheng yelled at me.

There are rules for playing, you can't beat blindly, and the rhythm corresponds to different time signals.

But can I not know this?

"Silly Biaozi Zheng Pighead, go back to your mother-in-law! Do you want to mind Lao Tzu's business? Lao Tzu can fight as much as he wants! I scolded back.

After that, I continued to play the gong in a slow and fast rhythm.

At the same time, I also shouted loudly: "The fifth watch of the hour!" Go to bed early and wake up early! Take care! ”

Chen San's father told me that this bangzi and gong have been handed down since the Ming Dynasty and our Tashan Village.

Generations of grooming have been ringing on this gong and gong to protect the peace of the village.

Regardless of whether it is the spirit on the tower hill or the fierce ghost wandering among the ridges, they all have to follow the instructions of this gong.

At the time of the first watch, the sun sets, and the sky will be dark, at this time, people are ready to rest, and the ghosts are ready to move.

From the second to the fourth watch, it is completely dark, and people are all asleep, and this is the time for ghosts, and they can only harm people at this time.

When it comes to the fifth watch, it is the alternation of night and day, the rooster cries and the dawn breaks, and everything recovers.

As long as I keep hitting the gong of the fifth watch like this, that little face has to follow the hour and can't hurt anyone!

Before I knew it, I came to the door of Chen San's house.

The little face sat on the threshold, glaring at me with a resentful expression, as if it was going to skin me and swallow me alive.

At this time, I finally saw what it looked like.