My name is Left Thirteen, Left and Right, Ten of Thirteen, Three of Thirteen. Born in a remote mountain village in the north.

I wasn't happy with my 13-word name, but I couldn't do anything about it.

Why is it called that? Because on the day I was born, my grandfather, who was old superstitious and liked to tell fortunes and read feng shui, called me bone fortune-telling.

Say my life is too hard! Hard enough to kill his own biological parents. In layman's terms, I'm a debt collector.

According to what my grandfather said, my life is twenty-six, a big murderer, and only by halving can my parents be murdered, so my grandfather not only forcibly changed my numerology, but also named me thirteen, which is exactly half of my life.

Even so, my grandfather said that I couldn't live with my parents until I got married, and although my life changed so that I wouldn't kill my parents, I could restrain their fortune.

My parents didn't have a problem with what my grandfather said, and they were always convinced by what my grandfather said.

So I lived with my grandparents since I was a child, and even when my mother was breastfeeding when I was a child, I always came and went in a hurry.

Grandpa never let her stay a little longer.

This is one of them, and the second is because my grandfather forcibly changed my life, and I accidentally gave birth to a pair of yin and yang eyes, and it is precisely because of these yin and yang eyes that I have gone to a completely different path from ordinary people......

The first time I saw the hell was when I was seven or eight years old, and that time I almost didn't freak out my grandmother.

I remember one night during the summer vacation, my grandmother took me to a neighboring village, and when I came back, the moonlight was so bright that I didn't need to turn on the flashlight.

When my grandmother and I were passing by a fork in the road, there was a telephone pole next to the fork in the road, and some time ago a man in our village got drunk and hit his bicycle and died on the spot.

When I walked to the telephone pole, I was ignorant and saw a man standing there under the telephone pole, dressed in white, and I couldn't see clearly.

Then he pointed to the telephone pole and said to my grandmother:

"Look, Grandma, there's a guy under that telephone pole."

When my grandmother heard this, she was so frightened that her whole body trembled, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly covered my mouth with her hand, and said to me in a reprimanding tone:

"Thirteen, don't talk nonsense! Close your eyes and follow me! Grandma said that she didn't even look at the telephone pole, picked me up, covered my eyes, and hurried home.

Along the way, he said in his mouth:

"Children, don't be sensible, don't blame ......"

After returning home, my grandmother immediately told my grandfather about the incident, and after hearing this, my grandfather looked at me sternly and asked:

"Thirteen, don't be afraid, tell Grandpa, who did you see next to that telephone pole?"

"It's just a person, a man dressed in white, standing under a telephone pole with his head down, and I can't see ...... clearly."

My grandfather and grandmother's faces changed after hearing this, and since then, my grandmother has never taken me out at night.

Now, whenever my grandmother recalls this incident, she says that I am not from my own parents, but from the two of them, and that night, I almost scared her to death.

As for whether the man in white I saw that time was really a ghost, I didn't ask, and my grandparents wouldn't tell me, but when I was nine years old, I really saw ghosts, and there was more than one!

I still remember that it was a winter, and the winter in the north was not as good as in the south, and the north wind blew with snowflakes like a knife, and it hurt in people's faces.

At that time, just after the Chinese New Year, my grandparents rode a tricycle to take me to visit relatives, and came back a little late in the evening, when I just rode to the village, I suddenly met the old bachelor in the village: Dagang.

As soon as he saw my grandfather, he stepped forward to greet him, saying that it was the New Year, and he said that he would go to my house for a meal to add joy to my family.

In fact, although this Dagang is a single, he is lazy to eat, but in addition to being lazy, his character is not bad, and he has no fancy intestines, they are all from a village, and he doesn't see him when he looks up, and it's a New Year, so his grandparents happily agreed.

It's just that I sat on the back bucket of the three-way car, and I felt that this big brother was a little different from before, and there was a vicious look in his eyes from time to time, especially when he looked at my grandfather and me.

Moreover, I inadvertently saw a faint layer of scales on his face, as if ...... It's like the scales on a snake!

This phenomenon suddenly scared me into goosebumps all over my body, what's wrong with this big brother? How can there be scales on snakeskin on the face?

Although I was scared, I was more curious at that age, so I was bold and wanted to take a closer look, but I found that a layer of white mist appeared on Brother Dagang's face, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

I wanted to tell my grandfather and grandmother what I saw, but Brother Gang kept following us on his bike, and I didn't dare to speak.

When I returned home, my grandfather and grandmother rode into the yard, because Brother Da Gang was following behind, so their gate was not closed, but when Brother Da Gang rode outside the gate, he suddenly stopped, did not ride in directly, but looked at my grandparents and asked:

"Uncle, aunt, can you let me in?"

Brother Dagang's strange words made my grandparents feel a little puzzled, this door is open for you, I said it before to let you come, why do you have to ask when you come in now?

My grandfather was about to speak, but I ran over and grabbed him by the wrist and told him in his ear what I had seen earlier.

When my grandfather heard what I said, his face changed on the spot, and he hurriedly asked my grandmother to take me into the house, close the door, and don't come out.

Then I heard the sound of my grandfather killing a rooster in the yard, and the big yellow dog in the yard kept barking, and the barking was not like the usual barking, it was hurried and a little crazy.

I was still wondering in my heart, this rooster has been raised by my grandfather since I can remember, and he has been crowing to the family, and his grandfather is reluctant to kill it, and the corn is waiting, what happened today? Say kill or kill?

Is it because of Brother Dagang?

My grandmother in the house didn't let me ask more, I could clearly hear a strong wind blowing outside the house, with a very terrifying roar in the wind, not only in the front of the house, but also in the back window from time to time there were black shadows drifting by, so frightened that my grandmother and I panicked in the house.

After a while, Grandpa ran in from the yard covered in blood.

As soon as I entered the house, I shouted to my grandmother:

"You hurry up and let Thirteen hide in the bed, that Da Gang let the long worm (snake) spirit get on his body, and now it is coming to us for revenge!"

When my grandmother heard my grandfather's words, she hurriedly hugged me onto the kang, whether I wanted to or not, she just stuffed me into the quilt, leaving only a slit for me to breathe.

"Thirteen, listen, you are sleeping under the covers tonight, don't come out, no matter who you hear your name call, you must not agree!! Even if Grandpa calls you, you can't agree, do you hear me?! Remember! Grandpa shouted to me on the kang.

I was busy under the covers and nodded my head in agreement:

"I hear you."

I was also very scared at that time, because when I heard my grandfather say that it was a long worm spirit to retaliate, my whole body trembled with fright.

Covered with his head in the bed, he didn't dare to open his eyes.

I also heard grandma in the bed all the time counting grandpa in the house:

"I said tell you not to meddle in your business, the long worm before can't be killed, you didn't listen, now it's okay, the long worm spirit came to the door with a group of dirty things, there are all in the front house and the back room, I see you ......"

"Now what's the use of you saying that? Go and invite the Bodhisattva from our outhouse in. My grandfather said to my grandmother.

After that, the room calmed down.

Soon after, I heard someone calling my name, first someone I didn't know well, then Brother Dagang's voice, and then my parents' voice......

"Thirteen, thirteen, it's me, thirteen ......"

All night, I spent the night in a variety of voices calling my name, sometimes it sounded far away, sometimes it felt very close, as if it was on the edge of the kang.

Although I was terrified, I listened to my grandfather's words, and no matter who called me, I didn't agree.

It wasn't until the next morning that my grandfather, covered in blood, lifted the quilt and picked me up, who was still nesting inside.

He picked me up, didn't say anything, and walked out with me, and I saw that my grandfather was covered in blood, and I couldn't help but ask:

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Why do you have so much blood on you? ”

"It's all chicken blood, it's fine." After Grandpa said this, he never spoke again.

After that, I listened to my grandfather, and I knew why the long insect spirit attached to Brother Da Gang's body had to ask for his grandfather's permission before entering our house.

Because there are two door gods on the door of grandpa's house, and there is a Bodhisattva in the outhouse, if there is no consent from the owner, they want to come in, and they can't pass the door god and the Bodhisattva.

This is also the reason why I didn't die, and it can also be said that it was my grandfather's old superstition that saved our family.

After coming out of the house, my grandfather took me directly to a Taoist temple near the village, I stayed in the hall, and my grandfather and an old Taoist priest in the Taoist temple talked in the house for a long time before they came out of the house one after another.

The old Taoist priest who came out stared at me for a long time, then handed me a pen and paper, asked me to hold the pen, and write a word on this piece of paper.

Because the word "one" is the simplest and best to write.

The old Taoist priest looked at the word I wrote for a long time, his face was heavy, and he didn't answer for a long time.

My grandfather was puzzled, and anxious, so he urged:

"Dao Chief, you can explain whether it's good or bad."