Xinbin Old Town, I live here, my father and mother, plus me, a family of three lives in a full-style old house, the windows are still lattice, the windows are still stickers, my father refuses to change, this is culture, this is the breath, the pattern of the old house can not be changed casually, I no longer insist on letting him keep pace with the times.

My father was a teacher in the county, a bit educated, and graduated from a teacher college. This family of three is happy and warm. However, the only thing that bothered my father was that I never went out to work, and I never looked for a girlfriend, and I was thirty-two years old, so I wrote novels at home every day, until I got sick, I moved away, bought a single room in the county, and lived there alone, I didn't like to meet people.

This may be the beginning of a change in my fate, or a catastrophe!

On that day five years ago, I still remember that when I went back to the old house, it was my father's birthday, and I had to celebrate my father's birthday every year to thank him for his nurturing grace.

In addition to the cakes, I also bought a few white shirts for my father, and my father wore white shirts, no matter what the season, and every day, I never remembered that my father ever had shirts of other colors.

The day I went back, after my birthday, it was late, so I didn't go back and stayed in the South House.

There are two kangs in the south house, and the south kang is not a man, but a person, which is for the ancestors, which is a habit of the Manchus. Now that the Manchurians are sinicized, there is basically no such Nankang, but my father has always kept it, not only the Kang, but also this custom.

When I fell asleep on the kang opposite, I always had a strange feeling, and since I was sick, I always had this feeling, and I thought that this was the feeling of this disease, especially after taking medicine.

I can't sleep, this is a clear symptom of this disease, I have increased the amount of medicine, and I still can't sleep. I got up and walked around the house, I saw the kang head of the south kang, the kang mat spread out of the bag, I lifted the kang mat, there was a board underneath, opened it, it was the kang hole. It turns out that people have the habit of hiding something in the kang cave.

At that time, I felt strange, I had never found this kang cave, and it was also because of the sacredness of the southern kang, and I didn't approach it easily, my father warned me since I was a child, so I never touched it.

I put my hand in the kang hole, I don't know what I'm going to find, maybe there's a mouse in it that bites me, maybe a snake. But, none of that, I pulled out an oilcloth bag, and my eyes lit up, what was it?

I walked to the door and listened for a while, and my father and mother slept. I opened the tarpaulin bag, and it turned out to be a piece of animal skin, which should be the skin of a roe deer, in the tail vein of the Changbai Mountain in the northeast, there are many wild animals here, because Nurhachi has closed the mountain for 200 years.

I was sure it was the skin of a roe deer, a large piece, very soft, well preserved, and I turned it over and saw that there were words on it, very small, more than two hundred words. However, I don't know the words at all.

That's not Manchu, it's not new Manchu, it's not old Manchu. I couldn't read it, so I put the cloth back in it and stuffed it with something else in it to see if it was too much.

The next day, I looked up these words on the Internet, but I didn't find them, which is so strange, if it was a text, I should be able to find it.

Of course, I wouldn't ask my father.

The county cultural center is a place I often go to, and there are a lot of materials I need, so I am very good friends with the cultural center. However, I haven't been there since I was sick, and this time I went, and the curator was stunned when he saw me, and then said.

"I thought you kid was missing?"

In fact, the county seat is not big, and if he wants to find me, it is still very simple.

"There's one thing I want to ask you, but you can't tell anyone else, it's a secret."

The curator was stunned for a moment, looked at me for a long time and said.

"You kid seems to have changed his temperament."

I didn't speak, the curator nodded, and I took out the hide, and the curator glanced at it and said.

"Roe deer skin, nothing new."

"Look at the back."

The curator looked up at me, picked up the animal skin, looked at the back, he saw the text in the back, he didn't say a word for a long time, he just looked there, I don't know if he understood it. When I looked at his face, I knew that the words on it were probably not so simple, as if something major was about to happen.

The curator raised his head and stared at me for a long time.

"Where did you get this hide?"

"I just want to know what kind of text is on it, and what is written?"

"I don't know either, but I guess this may be the legendary "Wizard's Secret Book" that has been lost for thousands of years."

I was shocked, at this time I was still quite confused about the concept of wizards, shamans and wizards are dancing gods, I have seen, whose children are sick for a long time and can't see well, and those who dance gods are invited, dance, spray water, burn yellow paper......

If it's a good looking culture, but if it's healing, it's misleading, but some people believe it.

I never believed it.

"The Wizard's Secret Book?"

I was stunned, about this "Wizard's Secret Book", I have really heard more than once or twice, they all say that "Wizard's Secret Book" is a kind of magical book, with this book, then you can go through the wall, go into the bank to get things, go to someone's house to see a woman or something, I listened to it at the time, I felt that this is just a kind of people's dream, that is, the Laoshan Taoist priest's wall-piercing technique, that is just a legend.

I didn't think there really would be a "Wizard's Secret Book", but when the curator said this, I was sweating, if it existed, then how could my father have it?

The curator was also not confirmed.

"I'm looking for someone, a researcher in shamanic culture."

The curator looked at me, it was asking for my consent, I thought about it for a moment, nodded in agreement.

The shaman researcher came, and when he saw the words on the hide, his face changed, red, red, and he was excited, and then he stared at me.

"It's not one, it should be twelve."

"What kind of text is that?"

"Jurchen Wen, the Manchus were originally all Jurchens, and after the Jurchen ministries were subdued, they were incorporated into the flag system, and they were Manchurians. However, many Jurchen cultures have been handed down, and after Nurhachi subdued the Jurchen tribes, there were also Inner Mongolia tribes, and the writing was not unified, so Nurhachi created the Manchu script and unified the script. However, there are still people in the Jurchen tribes who use the Jurchen script, and if you follow this algorithm, this beast skin script is only four or five hundred years, and the legendary "Wizard's Secret Book" is something that is thousands of years, or even older. So to put it this way, this person copied the "Wizard's Secret Book" to the animal skin, which should be twelve animal skins, and kept it. ”

"What's written on it?"

"Two hundred and three words, I'll translate it, wait for me for twenty minutes."

The shamanic researcher was translating with a pen, and the curator pulled me out.

"Where did this thing come from?"

"You talk too much, you have too many questions, you are not a hundred thousand why, and I am not a grandfather."

The curator gave me a push.

"Seriously."

"Don't you see? I don't want to tell you. ”

The curator glared at me, then turned and went back, I went in again, the researcher of shamanic culture had already translated the words, I took the paper and didn't look at it, so I put it in my pocket, wrapped the animal skin, and left, the curator scolded me for something.

At this point, I was on the road of no return, which I would never have expected, or rather, it completely changed my destiny and allowed me to change my way of life.

I went back and looked at the two hundred and three words of the translated text, and the sweat came down.

[Witch, evil also! Able to walk in the Three Realms. Upper, middle, lower. The Upper One, the Heaven, the Middle One, the Human World, the Lower One, the Hell. All of them are reached, all of them are not, there are no witches, there are witches, and there are witches! Those who get the "Wizard's Secret Book" have already made a witch fate, and there is no change. The sorcerer escapes in the Three Realms, and the light one's eyes are extinguished, and the heavy one dies. Wu is cautious, nothing is harmful, nothing is damaged. There is no harm to the victim, and there is no return to the damage.

Wu is a heavenly machine, and the heavenly machine belongs to heaven, and it is not exposed or leaked, and those who expose it have sores, and those who vent are sad. Witch, the first five years, the last five years know everything, little witch. The first fifty, the last fifty, the middle witch. Those who have reached the Three Realms, the Great Witch.

All witches, no small, medium or large, are all the same, and every witch is injured. These two hundred and three words, the wizard said that he could do anything, go to heaven, go to hell, lead the river to the stream, know the first fifty years, the next fifty years, let my sweat flow out, this is also like poison to lure me, so that I can't stop, I want to know what I will become in the next fifty years, what is the world of heaven, what is the world of hell.

This is the path I encountered, and I will never recover.

The shaman researcher said that there are twelve such animal skins, so this one is obviously the first one, and it can be regarded as a preface in the "Wizard's Secret Book", and this preface can't get rid of it anyway, and find the next twelve chapters.

My father, Mr. Zhao, I don't see what he can do with the skills of a wizard, but what does it mean that he has this animal skin? I do not know.

The surname Zhao was called Big Tail Zhao, and the original surname was Aixin Jueluo, and it was later changed to this Zhao surname. So what kind of connection our family has with the Manchus, I don't know, but it is written in the household registration book of the Han people.

I didn't tell Teacher Zhao about it when I went back, I was afraid that he would teach me a lesson, he would never beat me, but that mouth could kill you, it was the sharpest knife in the world.

Teacher Zhao went to class, my mother went to buy vegetables, I sneaked home, and then looked for it in the kang hole of Nankang in Nanwu, and made my face black, I never found the second one, I was particularly disappointed, I thought, maybe Teacher Zhao accidentally got one.

Since this day, I have paid attention to Mr. Zhao's actions, but he is very regular, and even the route he takes to and from work is the same route, and I suspect that he is not a step behind coming and going.

The truth is, I don't know that Mr. Zhao's heart is painful and struggling, but you can't see it in his expression.

Teacher Zhao called me to his home, and I thought that he should teach me another life lesson, and even though I had listened to it 3,600 times, I still had to listen to it.

But today is not, Mr. Zhao poured me a glass of liquor for the first time in my life.

"Son, tomorrow is your thirty-second birthday, and I think there is a very important thing to tell you, but I am still hesitant to tell you whether to tell you or not."

My head was messed up, guessing, he wasn't my father, and my mother wasn't my mother......

Teacher Zhao sighed, when we drank and were dizzy, he stood up, went out, and went to the backyard, our backyard is an ancestral hall, I rarely go, because I feel yin there, there is always a solemn awe, which makes me feel uncomfortable.

Teacher Zhao came in with a box and put it down, my heart jumped wildly, and I had a sense of foreboding.

"It's yours, go home and see for yourself."

At nine o'clock in the evening, I walked home with this box in my arms.