The aura is something that you can't see or touch, but you can feel it. Everyone has their own aura, and it is different. Some people are naturally strong, so this kind of person must be either rich or noble, in the white way is the important person who holds power, in the underworld is the big brother who dominates the party; Some people have an ordinary aura, which is doomed to mediocrity in their lives.

My name is Wang Xiaohua, I also have my own aura, and it is extremely unusual, to put it simply, it is like a magnet, attracting the nearby demons and monsters to keep approaching me, and what is even more bizarre is that I can feel the good and evil of those foreign objects close to me.

When I say this, everyone must think that I am fooling everyone, there are too many such fools, almost all the gods say this, and few people believe it anyway, so I dare to say it.

This feeling, since I was seven years old, has been following me, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, I can't get rid of it, and as I get older, this perception is becoming more and more obvious.

I still vividly remember that on my seventh birthday, I had this wonderful feeling for the first time, when my grandmother came out of the kitchen with my favorite braised chicken, I suddenly felt the whole room cold, and when I looked up, I "saw" behind my grandmother, followed by a middle-aged woman with a thin body and a withered face, the woman had been pinching her neck, and her whole body was lying on her back.

When I looked at the woman, the woman also turned her head to look at me, her eyes were extremely resentful, and she only felt a chill in her body at that time, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to look up again after a meal.

Three days later, my grandmother died, unconscious, and died of suffocation, even though she had no respiratory problems. Others don't understand what the reason is, but grandma is blessed, and she goes to sleep without the slightest pain, but my mind keeps flashing the face of the woman who pinched my grandmother's neck, and that resentful gaze.

The death of my grandmother made my grandfather's life very lonely, and the focus of life was completely shifted to me, and all kinds of care made me feel warm.

Because of physical reasons, I only started school when I was eight years old, the school is only a few dozen steps away from my grandfather's house, but there is no need to pick up and drop-off, children are the easiest to get along with, it didn't take long to meet some children, and the sun quickly appeared on my face.

One morning, as usual, I was carrying a small schoolbag to school, and as soon as I turned the corner of the house, I saw Uncle Zhang next door picking up dung.

I have always had a sweet mouth, so I shouted crisply: "Uncle Zhang is early!" ”

Uncle Zhang slowly raised his head, looked at me blankly with a pair of cloudy eyes, a face was pale without a trace of blood, and shouted at me: "Hurry up!" Go back to your grandpa! ”

I cried with a frightened "wow", and while crying, I turned around and ran home, threw myself into my grandfather's arms, and sobbed and told me what had just happened.

After listening to my words, Grandpa's face instantly became extremely ugly, I didn't understand what death was all about at that time, but Grandpa clearly knew that Uncle Zhang had died half a month ago.

From that day on, my grandfather taught me again and again that if I saw something special, I should never say it, but only go home and tell my grandfather. My grandfather lived for decades and knew that if something was said, people would see me as a monster, and that human beings were narrow-minded and couldn't accept aliens.

I have been very well-behaved since I was a child, and I have always been a good and obedient child, and since then, there have been many secrets that cannot be told to others, and grandpa is the only listener.

The first secret happened half a month later.

One day, I suddenly "saw" Uncle Zhang (Uncle Zhang's son) next door followed by a thin bald man like a bamboo pole.

When Uncle Zhang passed by me, I only felt a chill pass by, the pores of my body opened unconsciously, the scattered hairs on the back of my neck and sideburns on both sides flew up, and my body was tense and unable to move.

I wanted to scream, but I couldn't make a sound, I wanted to run away, my body couldn't move at all, I could only keep my eyes open and watch the bald man follow Uncle Zhang, floating and swinging......

The strange thing is that the rest of the people in the village still greeted Uncle Zhang as usual as usual, chatting about family life, and even Uncle Zhang himself didn't seem to have the slightest feeling.

After I told my grandfather about this, he was silent for a long time before he said something that I didn't understand at the time: "The cycle of life and death is not something that can be stopped by manpower." After saying this, the grandfather's whole person was much more depressed, and his face was full of helplessness.

My grandfather took me away with my relatives for several days, and I heard that Uncle Zhang had suddenly come back with a strange illness, and since then, I have never seen the simple farmer again.

It's just that I heard that Uncle Zhang was deformed by the torture of illness, and the whole person was so thin that only skin and bones remained, and all his hair fell out inexplicably, becoming bald, and it didn't take long for Uncle Zhang to die.

But soon, I had a second secret, followed by a third secret......

I have more and more secrets, and I am becoming more and more lonely, the smile gradually disappears from my face, I dare not play with children, dare not talk to others, and even dare not look at others, just for fear of inadvertently, I will find out who is behind someone.

If that's all there is, maybe the trajectory of my life won't change, maybe one day this strange feeling will suddenly disappear, and I will be like a normal person, marry a wife and have children, and live an ordinary life, which may be what my grandfather thought at that time.

But things didn't develop as my grandfather imagined, and my perception became more and more obvious as I grew older, and when I was fifteen years old, something happened that my grandfather didn't expect.

When I came back that day, I carried the basket to pick vegetables in the vegetable garden as usual, my grandfather was a lonely old man, and there was no power in the village, the vegetable garden was relatively far away, and there was a dilapidated temple not far from the vegetable garden.

When I arrived at the vegetable garden and picked a few handfuls of beans, I heard a shrill voice shouting: "Xiaohua, hurry up!" Three years to go. Xiaohua, hurry up and grow! Three years to go. ”

I followed the sound and was immediately frightened, only to see a huge black snake coiled on the ruined temple, with a head the size of a fence, a waist as thick as a bucket, and two clear yellow eyes, staring at myself, full of greed.

After letting out a scream that I felt was extremely piercing, I desperately ran home, at this time, grandpa is usually worshipping, since I have a lot of secrets, grandpa does not know where to invite a green armor and green robe, with eighteen arms, looks very fierce statue, twice a day in the morning and evening.

As soon as the door opened, Grandpa was kneeling in front of the god case, his hands clasped together, and his face was extremely pious. There were a few sticks of sandalwood in the incense burner on the altar, and the smoke wafted from it, and behind the incense burner was the statue of the god.

On the head of the idol, there is a large dark green centipede, the length of chopsticks, and the centipede's head is lying on the head of the idol, greedily inhaling smoke.

"Centipede...... Snake...... Centipede...... The snake ...... "I was stunned by the scene in front of me and became incoherent.

Grandpa bowed three more times before he stood up, pointed to the idol and said to me, "This is the god of the family, the god who blesses us, don't be afraid." ”

I heard my grandfather say this, and then looked at the dark green centipede, and saw that it was still lying on the idol and smoking smoke, without any abnormal movement, but I didn't feel so terrible, plus the faint scent of sandalwood in the house, gradually settled down.

But then he remembered the huge black snake, and suddenly became nervous again, and stammered to tell him what had just happened, and his grandfather's face sank.

Grandpa pondered for a long time, reached out and took three sticks of incense, lit them, knelt in front of the statue, and muttered: "The god of the family is above, this demon actually moved his mind to my grandson, and asked the god of the family to take shelter." After speaking, he inserted the incense into the incense burner, and as soon as he let go, the three incense sticks fell down.

Grandpa's complexion changed, and he focused on three more, as soon as he inserted it into the incense burner, a small whirlwind rose on the altar, and the incense burned out, and the incense ash fell on the god case, broken into countless pieces, and pieced together three words: "Hit the fairy!" ”