The world knows the truth and the false, and squanders all kinds of ghosts and gods.

In this mundane world, all kinds of supernatural things happen all the time, and they are even rumored to be miraculous, both true and false, so that people can't distinguish between truth and falsehood.

And what I'm going to talk about today, you don't have to mind whether it's true or not, you can listen to it as a story, the origin of the matter, you have to start from the place where I was born, I was born in Hunan, which is known as the three Hunan and four rivers, there are no famous rivers and mountains near our village, and there have been no celebrities, there are just lofty mountains, cliffs, in a fashionable phrase, rats laugh into the village, can cry and leave, extremely remote.

As the saying goes: the earth must be superstitious.

This is not wrong at all, the villagers of our village are more superstitious than the other. Therefore, my parents were relatively superstitious when they gave me a name, and took a Luo Chuqi, saying that when the first seven days were touched by the sky, it was easy to feed.

At first glance, I don't feel much about this name, but if you know the story here, it is estimated that many people will be shocked. The reason is that before giving birth to me, my parents had already given birth to nine fat boys, including me, a total of ten.

There is an old saying that if you have ten sons, you will be the champion.

But the situation of our family is a little special, as for what kind of special law, let's put it this way, my first nine brothers were taken away by God not long after they were born, the cause of death is incredible, nine of them died of smallpox on the day of the full moon, the death is extremely terrifying, the whole body is covered with that kind of flesh bumps, people look at it, can vomit for three days and three nights.

At that time, there was quite a stir in the vicinity of our village, and poor my old mother, who washed her face with tears all day long, also suffered from eye disease, and everything was hazy.

When our relatives saw that my old mother was pitiful, they gave her an idea, saying that our family was unlucky, and we had to find a ghost craftsman to drive away the evil spirit, and maybe we could give birth to a baby and pass on the family lineage.

This so-called ghost craftsman, is a more partial name, according to the name of ordinary people, should be called carpenter, but carpenter is quite a classification, divided into manual carpenter, mechanical carpenter and ghost craftsman, as for what this ghost craftsman does, it is easy to explain, that is, a carpenter who understands something out of the door, and later the folk called it Shunkou, and the carpenter who understands the door is called a ghost craftsman.

My mother was also a dead horse doctor at that time, after all, the first few children died, and her old man asked some Taoist priests to come to see her, and those Taoist priests did not say why, and immediately arranged for my father to go to a ghost craftsman near our village.

Speaking of this ghost craftsman, he is quite famous in our side, he is in his eighties, and he is called the One Finger Craftsman, because he really only has one finger (the index finger of his right hand), and no one can say why he didn't have the other nine fingers.

When my father found a fingersmith, he seemed to know that his father would come, dressed very orthodox, wearing a green shirt and robe, a pair of green cloth shoes under his feet, his hair was thin and waxy, sitting at the door of the room, crossed his legs, there was a coffee table on the side, and the old god was drinking tea freely.

My father was an impatient man, and as soon as he saw the fingersmith, he told the fingersmith about the situation of our family, like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

The fingersmith picked up a cup of tea between his wrist bones and drank it slowly, as if he had not seen his father, and ignored him.

My father was anxious and said it again.

This time, the fingersmith still didn't speak, but glanced at his father meaningfully, and finally used his only index finger to write a word on the coffee table, salute.

My father understood that this old thing was a gift, so he hurried home, picked a few old hens in his chicken coop, and borrowed about 30 eggs from the next door. But thinking of the attitude of the fingersmith, my father felt that this was not enough, so he bought another twelve catties of pork, and finally simply took out the wine of the People's Commune, which he had never been willing to drink.

With these gifts, my father found the Fingersmith again.

What my father didn't expect was that this time the fingersmith simply didn't show his face, and the trustee told my father a word, saying that he wanted to pass on the lineage and had to be sincere.

My father was instantly puzzled, looking at these gifts in his hand, he was usually reluctant to eat so much even during the New Year, it must be sincere enough.

With all kinds of doubts, my father came home and told my mother about it, and if I wanted to say that my mother understood the world, as soon as she heard this, she immediately understood that this gift must be exquisite, so he asked the old man in our village for advice.

If you want to say that ginger is still old and spicy, this question, the reason immediately came out.

According to the elders of the village, the gift to the ghost craftsman is based on the sincerity of the quantity, and it is necessary to give a pig's head without eyeballs, a pair of cleaned pork belly, a pair of high-concentration liquor, and four shaved pig's trotters.

These gifts seem to be very ordinary, but in fact, there are a lot of exquisiteness, the pig's head without eyeballs is the meaning of eyes without beads, the pork belly is the meaning of sincerity, the liquor is to make friends, and the four pig's trotters hope that the other party can go with them, to put it bluntly, I hope that the ghost craftsman can help him.

Therefore, the meaning of these gifts together is that I have eyes that do not know gold and jade, and I misunderstood what you meant, and now I come to make friends with you with sincerity, and I hope you can help me.

When my father understood the truth, he thought that the fingersmith was too pedantic, and he couldn't tell me how much it was.

After hearing this, the old man of our village reprimanded him, saying that the Fingersmith really wanted to help my father, otherwise, there would never be such a request.

When my father heard this, he did not dare to delay, so he prepared these gifts on the same day, found the fingersmith, and without saying a word, he knelt down with a puff and gave the gift in his hand again.

The fingersmith took the gift from my father's hand, and led my father into the door, because he only had one finger, and many things were inconvenient, and he did not greet my father much, so I let my father sit in the main room for a while, and sat for about half an hour, and he said that it was time to talk about business.

After saying this, he glanced at my father, meaning to let my father go to the hut, but my father did not dare to refuse, and asked where the hut was, and went in.

As soon as my father entered the hut, a fingersmith came in and handed my father a hat made of yellow paper, saying that the hat was actually a cover, and that the whole head was covered inside.

Some people will definitely ask, what are you doing in a thatched house?

There is a special thing about this, the thatched house is a filthy place, and speaking in it can avoid some unclean things. As for wearing a cover, it is afraid that someone will see his face, so he uses his hands and feet on it, and the fingersmith is for the sake of insurance, so he has made such a cover.

As soon as I put on the hood, a fingersmith told my father that in the late Qing Dynasty, there was an official in our family, and in order to please his boss, he had killed ten children by extremely cruel means, and now those ten children have become yin spirits and come back to take revenge, and if they want to have a healthy son, the only way to drive away the ten yin spirits is to drive them away.

My father asked him how he could get rid of the ten children.

He told my father that the only way to do this was to set up a stove on the top of the mountain, dig up the bodies of my nine brothers, use the black willow wood cut down in September to penetrate the corpses of my nine brothers, connect them in series, bake them on the stove for three days and three nights, and finally wrap the ashes that had been burned in red satin and fold them into a triangle and put them under the stone slabs of the thatched house.

When he said this, the tone of the fingersmith was light, as if he were talking about something insignificant, but my father was sweating profusely and almost did not fall.