The author's new book is sent to try it

My grandfather's surname is Bi, and my grandfather's surname is Hao.

Grandpa was an onmyoji, and people respectfully called them Mr. Bi. Grandpa is a Eight Immortals (burial and coffin, generally eight people, so called Eight Immortals), everyone calls him Hao Baye, because Grandpa is kind by nature, so everyone calls him Mr. Good.

Grandpa and grandpa have the same profession, so the two have known each other since they were young, and later became in-laws.

Grandpa was a gangster when he was young, and he was notorious for ten miles and eight towns, and then he didn't know how to follow a crazy beggar, and after disappearing for two years, he returned to his hometown to become Mr. Yin and Yang, and began his legendary life.

And grandpa is a real honest man, when he was young, because his family was poor, he entered the Eight Immortals at the age of sixteen, and carried the coffin to people until now, decades have passed, and Grandpa's connection has been wrinkled, and Grandpa said that he is the most experienced Eight Immortals.

When the Bi family and the Hao family reached my generation, I was the only one seedling, so I was naturally more precious. So my existence is a little special, and both families want to keep it for themselves, but according to tradition, I still take my grandfather's surname. Grandpa was worried about this, but my father and mother worked hard, and I didn't have another brother or sister.

Later, my grandfather gave my father and mother a hang for this, but I didn't get a result. Until I was six years old, I remember clearly that on the second day of February (the dragon raised its head), my grandfather opened the hang for me, and the result was that my head turned white overnight, and I never forced my parents to have a second child again.

It was at that time that my grandfather looked at me differently, and he used to be simple doting, but since then he has been doting with a trace of pity and sorrow.

I can always see a faint sadness in my grandfather's eyes that was hidden by him, and it was at that time that my grandfather doted on me even more.

In order to see my grandson often, my grandfather built a house next door to my old house, and our family has become a big family ever since.

In the summer of the same year, something happened to me that I will never forget, it was a nightmare for me, and the person who led this nightmare was my grandfather, who loved me the most.

On that day, several strangers came to the house, a blind man, a lame man, and a handsome middle-aged man. Grandpa was very respectful of the middle-aged man, and my parents were kicked out of the house, and I was the only one who stayed at home. Grandpa sighed incessantly, smoking a dry tobacco pouch in the corner.

I was young and ignorant, and I didn't know that calamity was coming, and I looked at them curiously, because strangers often came to my house, and I was used to such a situation, so naturally I didn't take it to heart.

What made me curious was that there were tears glistening in the eyes of my grandfather and grandfather, and the other people also looked solemn. The middle-aged man looked at my body, touched my bones with his hand again, and then nodded slowly, and then sighed helplessly.

I remember that they caught a chicken, and also three weasels, one with white fur on its mouth, and two cubs, tied with legs with red ropes, and put them on the ground. I could see the pleading look in the big weasel's eyes, as if begging us to let its baby go.

Nobody paid attention to it.

In fact, I was a little jealous, I listened to my grandfather when I was a child, and the weasel is also called Wong Tai Sin, and it is usually not provoked, otherwise it will be unlucky.

What's going on today? Uncanny!

The middle-aged man lit a stick of incense in the hall, the smoke was white with a faint cyan, the smoke entered my nose, I suddenly felt dizzy, I always felt like I was going to pass out, but I don't know why, I can always stay a little awake.

I was lifted up by a few men and placed on a strange wooden plank, and I smelled a thick smell of blood in my nose.

I recognize this plank, the bear's bearded pig-killing board on the west side of the village, and I often pass by his door, and sometimes I look at it with curiosity, but I don't think I'll lie on it today.

When I thought of killing pigs, the iron hook hooked the pigs' mouths, lifted them to the wooden board, and a long pig-killing knife stabbed into the pig's neck, and the picture of blood spraying wildly, my young heart suddenly became terrified.

Because of fear, my body couldn't help trembling, although my brain was confused, my consciousness was still quite clear, and I instinctively kept shaking my head and looked at my grandfather pleadingly.

However, my grandfather suddenly became ruthless, as if he didn't see my pleading, he didn't even look at my face, and I could only struggle desperately.

"It's not okay for him to shake all the time, I can't do it, let's nail him with a nail." I heard the middle-aged man say and saw him frown.

Grandpa wept as he brought a few nails with sharp front and arc at the back, and he swung his hammer and nailed my limbs to the plank, and the hook at the end of the tail held my hand firmly on it, and I couldn't move at all.

I'm panicking, is this going to kill me? It's like killing a pig.

Is this still the grandfather who loves me and loves me? Why did he do this to me, why? I looked at my grandfather pleadingly, and he avoided my gaze.

"Child, don't blame me, don't blame grandpa!" Grandpa turned his head and stopped looking at me, my heart suddenly sank into the bottomless abyss, grandpa didn't care about me, fear buried me in an instant.

"Master.... Grandpa, grandpa......"

I couldn't sob, I could only look like my grandfather squatting in the corner, "I'm scared, grandpa...... I don't want to be a pig. ”

Sobbing, my whole body was shaking, I called grandpa, and I could only call grandpa.

"Iniquity!"

Grandpa wailed loudly, his eyes red like a wild beast, he looked at me, slapped himself twice, rushed out of the house, and walked away from the door, I heard Grandpa's howl of pain outside.

Grandpa is also gone, and I finally hope that there is no more.....

I can only call Mom and Dad weakly, but where are they?

"Grandpa..... Grandpa ......, "I can only ask for help again, after all, he is my only relative in the house."

"Lao Bi, don't hesitate any longer." The middle-aged man frowned slightly, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and I suddenly remembered the scene of the bearded bear killing the pig.

Is he going to stick a knife in my neck? It must have hurt. I was terrified.

"Hey.!" Grandpa stomped his foot fiercely, turned his head to look at the ground, kept shaking his head slightly, and then waved his hand weakly.

"Let's get started!" The middle-aged man said: "This child's body is really strange, and the misty incense can't even make him unconscious." ”

"Does he feel pain?" Grandpa asked.

"If you don't fall into a coma, you won't, if you don't, you will."

I saw my grandfather's body tremble violently: "Start quickly, don't let the child suffer too much." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, and cut the rooster's neck with a knife, and the blood dripped into the bowl, and then in front of the big weasel, in his pleading gaze, he slit the throat of a small weasel, and dripped the blood into the bowl containing the chicken's blood.

I heard the weasel's miserable hiss, I had never heard such a sound of pain and hatred, and I watched as its eyes turned blood-red.

Immediately after, a middle-aged man walked up to me with a sharp knife, and under my fearful gaze, the sharp knife was aimed at my heart. (To be continued.) )