In this quiet dense forest, the sudden appearance of human voices is quite scary. "I" trembled a little, and muttered a few words to the effect that the mountain god and the ginseng should not be blamed.

Of course, I've never done ginseng digging, but I've heard some stories about ginseng diggers. Judging by the performance of the other "me", he is obviously not a veteran either, or even a layman.

First of all, when a ginseng digger goes into the mountains to dig ginseng, he must not directly say his intentions, not even the word "ginseng".

Because in the eyes of the world, ginseng is a spiritual plant, and ginseng has grown into a human form for thousands of years, and it is rumored that there is also a chance to cultivate and become immortals.

If you bluntly say in the mountains that you go into the mountains to dig ginseng, some years of ginseng, you will find a way to avoid it.

Professional ginseng diggers will call ginseng "mallet", perhaps hoping that ginseng can be as stupid as a mallet, so as not to have any accidents in the process of digging ginseng.

Secondly, it is indeed true that you need to tie a red rope to dig ginseng. However, if "I" is really an expert, I will worship the mountain god and the head of the ginseng at the beginning of entering the mountain, and it is definitely useless to hold Buddha's feet temporarily.

I looked around and didn't see a figure, so I hesitated for a moment before taking out a shovel or something from my bag, squatting down and digging for ginseng.

"Why don't you listen to persuasion? This ginseng can't be moved, otherwise you will be doomed, even within three generations. The voice came again.

"I" replied without replying: "You are stupid to me, if this ginseng is sold, I will be able to build a house, marry a daughter-in-law, and eat and drink for the rest of my life." ”

I muttered in my heart, this guy is not only a layman who digs ginseng, but also a little lacking in heart. He didn't even notice who was speaking, so he dared to say that?

"If you don't listen to good people, you will suffer in front of you! You'll regret it! The voice carried a hint of resentment this time.

"I" was completely immersed in the joy of digging ginseng, and I didn't care about the reminder of the person in the secret.

When the ginseng was dug up, I was dumbfounded, this ginseng was in too good condition, it was the thickness of a wrist, and it was about to grow into a human shape.

Legend has it that ginseng grown to this level has already opened up its spiritual intelligence, how can it be so easy to discover? "I", a layman, can easily dig it out.

To be honest, when I first saw that ginseng was so easy to dig, I thought that this ginseng would be hundreds of years at most, but now it looks like this ginseng must have been growing for thousands of years.

"Rich, this time! The legends are true, there really are thousands of years of ginseng here! ”

"I" cheered, carefully wrapped up the dug ginseng, and ran down the mountain happily, completely ignoring the continuous shouts behind him.

After watching that completely strange guy leave, I only reacted, I had already left his body? So in what form do I appear in now?

"Hallucinations, it's all hallucinations!" I comforted myself again.

But my heart is still getting more and more uneasy, just now I was "possessed" by that guy, and I can still follow his actions and observe this "world" from his perspective.

After leaving him, I always felt as if I might be blown away by the wind in the next moment. But I couldn't move, I could only stare at the back of the guy leaving.

After a few more minutes, the guy returned, and the ginseng was wrapped and placed in his arms. At this time, I saw his appearance clearly, and there was a bit of familiarity between my eyebrows and eyes, but I definitely hadn't seen him before.

He was wearing a strange outfit, a burlap outfit with a sash around his calves, and he looked more "retro" than my grandfather usually wears.

What did he come back for? Why did he keep staring at me, could it be that he had already discovered my presence?

"I thought about it, I can't just leave. You were talking to me just now, what do you mean? He asked solemnly.

I was stunned, this is a bit of an afterthought, right?

But...... Is he talking to me? What are you kidding, the person who talked to him before was a woman, and it has nothing to do with me. I'm in a very special situation right now, and it's impossible to open my mouth at all.

"I'm kind enough to remind you that you have already poached the ginseng, and now it's too late to regret it. For the sake of you who have let me go, let me remind you again, after three generations, let your descendants invite the family immortals, otherwise you will have to cut off your children and grandchildren. ”

It's still that woman's voice, it sounds like it's coming from my side, could it be that I'm possessing that woman again?

The guy shrugged: "Please Jiaxian?" It's better to catch you directly, although I, Zhou Dayong, don't believe in ghosts and gods, but it's the first time I've seen a talking yellow skin. ”

Yellow skin? I was even more puzzled, he met Wong Tai Sin, why didn't I see it? Can I possess the Yellow Skin?

As he spoke, he walked over in three steps and two steps, but he was clearly not coming for me. When he walked in front of me, he didn't stop at all, and went straight through me!

Then he finally stopped, and less than half a meter next to me, there was a yellow-skinned man standing on the ground on his hind legs like a human being.

The guy who called himself "Zhou Dayong" reached out and grabbed Huang Pizi and held Huang Pizi in his arms. I seemed to feel the reluctance of the yellow skin, but he did not resist at all, and was carried away like a piece of wood.

"What are you going to do? Let go of me, it's useless if you take me away now, I can't save you! Huang Pizi spoke, and sure enough, it was the familiar female voice.

Now that I think about it, Zhou Dayong may have discovered the existence of the yellow skin a long time ago. And as he said, he didn't believe in ghosts and gods, so he didn't take the yellow skin's warnings to heart.

"I said, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, and I don't need you to save me, you just don't scare me anymore." Zhou Dayong said with a smile.

Seeing Zhou Dayong gradually walking away with the yellow skin who could only talk, I was anxious, what is the situation? What does it mean to leave me alone in this barren mountain range?

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and I shivered involuntarily. The temperature has plummeted, the light has dimmed, and there are stars in the sky, and it is already dark?

The next moment, there was a dark shadow in front of me. My heart shook again, and when I looked closely, the black shadow was somewhat familiar.

"Sure enough, it still failed!" The other man spoke, and his voice struck me hard in the heart.

I've definitely heard this voice, and I have a vague guess in my heart, but I can't be sure.

"Why do you think there are eyes on me?" The man spoke again.

As soon as the words fell, he turned his head suddenly, and after seeing his face clearly, I was stunned. This person turned out to be ...... It's my dad?

Before I was twenty years old, I had no impression of "Dad" at all. It's just that when my grandfather died, I saw the clone of the Venerable Clove Cat become my father's appearance.

Why is he here? Mrs. Skullcap let me see this illusion, it should have her purpose, what did she want to tell me?

At this moment, I felt like my heart was going to go into arrest. The man who looked exactly like my dad stared at me with sharp eyes.

For a moment, my mind began to waver, and if he could indeed spot me, it would only prove that what I was experiencing was not a hallucination.

Fortunately, after a moment, he shook his head and muttered quietly, "Is it a delusion?" That's it, everything is providential, and now we can only rearrange it! ”

The man who seemed to be my father did not notice my existence, and after a few words of gibberishness, he did not linger in the same place, and disappeared into the night.

Without warning, there was another light in my sight, and it was a new day, the sun had just come out, and the morning dew was very thick.

The yellow-skinned man came back and stared at the traces left by the previous digging of ginseng: "It's been suffered, that person has already come!" Zhou Dayong, this fool, is going to suffer! ”

After saying this, Huang Pizi had a complicated expression, shook his head and left slowly. To be honest, I had rarely seen the yellow skin before this, and I had the impression that the yellow skin was a sinister and cunning animal, and liked to steal the peasants' poultry the most.

However, the pictograms in the yellow skin are not the same as those in folk tales and some irresponsible film and television works, and they are definitely not as hateful as imagined, on the contrary, they still look cute.

I don't know why, a strange thought suddenly popped up in my heart, if this yellow-skinned child with a nice voice is transformed into a human form, it should be very beautiful, right? It should be no worse than the fox fairy.

"You saw the scene just now, right?" When my thoughts were confused, the voice of Mrs. Skullcap came to mind.

I was shocked and subconsciously asked, "What do you mean?" The ...... I saw just now"

"I don't know much about that person, so let's take a closer look. This has affected three generations of grievances, and it's time to put an end to it! Mrs. Skullcap interrupted me and said in a deep voice.

Immediately afterward, I felt a tingling in my brain, and one scene after another filled my mind like a marquee.

Zhou Dayong took away the yellow skin, although he did not worship the yellow skin as a family immortal, but he also raised the family fairy for nearly ten years.

Ten years later, Zhou Dayong has a gentle and virtuous wife and two lovely children. But overnight, Zhou Dayong's house built by selling ginseng was destroyed in a fire, and his family was destroyed, leaving only one son who was rescued by Huang Pizi.

The yellow skin wept in the ruins and never appeared again. Zhou Dayong's son grew up eating hundreds of family meals, had a rough life, and was seriously ill in his later years, and died a miserable death......

What Huang Pizi once said came true, Zhou Dayong caused disaster to three generations because of digging ginseng. But what I didn't expect was that his great-grandson turned out to be Zhou Qiang, the owner of the farmhouse!

In other words, Zhou Dayong's son, who was seriously ill in his later years, is Zhou Qiang's grandfather. It was precisely because of helping his grandfather treat his illness that the family would be poor.

After Zhou Qiang's father also repeated the same mistake, relying on Zhou Qiang's invitation to the family immortals, the situation slowly improved. It's a pity that because of some trivial matters, Zhou Qiang offended the family immortal again, and the consequences are unpredictable.

This book was first published in Reading Book Worm