Chapter Seventy-Six: The Scholarship of Names
Because it is the off-season, the train ticket is easy to buy, there are not many people in a carriage at all, and there are only more than 20 people in our carriage that can accommodate more than 100 people.
When Li Yuncong booked the ticket, he booked a seat for the three of us, and there were not many people in the whole carriage, so we quickly found our seats.
After getting on the bus, before it was time to drive, the whole carriage was quiet, although the adventure passengers were not far from us, but one by one they were reading books or playing with mobile phones, and no one noticed us at all.
Originally, mine was in the lower bunk, and Lao Su's was in the upper bunk, but he was old after all, and it was a little bad to let an old man climb up and down, so I took the initiative to ask to change it with him, and I went to the upper bunk and let him and Li Yuncong be in the lower bunk.
To be honest, it was the first time for me to sit in this kind of soft sleeper, it seemed very fresh, and I couldn't sleep on the top bunk, so I chatted with Li Yuncong and Su Honghui without a match.
In fact, I already have a long memory at this time, and I don't want to talk about some weird and terrifying past anyway, because if I hadn't said this in the middle of the night, maybe such a thing would not have happened on the construction site.
Su Honghui is very talkative, and he has been chatting with Li Yuncong about some things in magic, and I don't understand what he said about the cloud and mountain fog cover, so he simply lay on the sleeper and looked at his mobile phone.
Li Yuncong once told me that since I contacted him, I no longer exist, so my former friends are not allowed to contact me, that is, I can still talk to my uncle.
When I was reading the novel, I suddenly heard Su Honghui and Li Yuncong talking about the things when they first came into contact with Fangshu, and now I suddenly became interested, listening to stories is my favorite, even after such thrilling things in the simple room, I haven't changed in the slightest.
Another point is that I may also be exposed to training in magic in the future, so it is also good to have some understanding in advance, at least to be mentally prepared.
Turning off my phone, I pricked up my ears and began to listen to them......
Su Honghui was sanctified in a remote mountain village, located in the mountains of the Yimeng Mountains, when the war was in full swing five years after the devils invaded China.
The war that affected the whole of China did not affect this small mountain village with more than a dozen families, and Su Honghui was only six years old at that time.
For a six-year-old child, eating well, dressing warmly, and playing well is even a happy life, and at that time, he was not called Su Honghui, but Su Dijian, which is quite meaningful.
At the time, no one knew why his father had chosen such a name for a child.
In the most simple words of rural people, it is easy to raise a cheap name, there are few literate people in the whole mountain village, Su Di Jian name in other people's mouths has become Su low, lowly name is easy to feed, this is the most simple point of view of the villagers, the child's name is too big to take is not good, if the child's life can not suppress the name, but suffer.
There are too many such things, the most interesting thing is one of the things that happened in our village, which the older generation still remembers, if you explain it from a scientific point of view, it can't be explained at all, but the farmers themselves have a set of perfect explanations, that is, the lower the name, the easier it is to raise, and it will not die young.
In our village, there used to be such a family who named their two children one wolf and the other tiger. Although everyone was very poor at the time, these two children were stronger than anyone else.
It wouldn't seem strange if this was just the case, who had something delicious and couldn't eat it for their children first? It is also necessary for children to grow strong.
But the strange thing is that since the birth of their tiger wolf, there is a family in front of them, no matter how many children they have, they will die young, and basically they will not be three years old.
At that time, the cost of raising a child was high enough, and it was simply a worse thing for a family to have several children in a row.
The eldest of their children lived to be seven years old, and finally died inexplicably, and the family was in pain.
In the end, I don't know which person who knows how to do magic came up with an idea to their family, saying do you know why your children can't be raised? In fact, the problem lies with your neighbors, because one of your neighbor's children is called a wolf and the other is a tiger, what do tigers and wolves do? They all eat meat, which in feng shui numerology means that the two of them have eaten your child's life. If the life character is gone, the person will naturally be gone.
So how should it be cracked? If there are no children, no matter how good you are, you can't raise your head in front of people, because, no matter how rich you are, but you are the last, it is the proverbial no-head.
This can't be said, can't be said, the man shook his head, but he never left, the family was also clever, and immediately gave this master a red envelope, and he didn't have much money when he was dad, and it was just a few dozen Yuan Datou, but the money was in charge at that time! More than a dozen Yuan Datou is already a huge amount of money for a family like this.
The man was not pretentious, after the red envelope in his hand, he pinched it with his hand and roughly estimated how much, Ben En's family said that if you want the child to survive smoothly, you must take a name that can suppress the tiger wolf, otherwise it is useless to regenerate.
At this time, the family was already pregnant again, but she was already forty years old, and if this child could not be raised, then she would really become a desperate person.
After the master left, the family discussed what to call to suppress the neighbor's tiger wolf. Originally, if you called a stone, you could avoid cheap names such as dung heaps, but this family has already had several children who have died young, and they are resentful, and they always want their neighbors to taste such problems.
In the end, the family discussed and came and went, and gave the unborn child a unique name, called Shotgun. As the saying goes, a shotgun beats a tiger and a wolf, and in order to take revenge, you must beat the two children in the neighborhood.
Surprisingly, the shotgun has been very strong since birth, and the ruffian is not good, but it has grown up and left year after year, and has not died young.
However, since the birth of the shotgun, the neighbor's tiger wolf began to suffer from major disasters and minor diseases, and died one after another before the age of twenty.
No one can say whether this kind of thing is a matter of name or coincidence, but it really happened, this is what my father once told me, he saw this child called shotgun, he was already an old man at that time, more than 1.9 meters tall, and he is definitely a basketball player now.
My father was apprenticed to an old carpenter, who was making coffin boards for shotguns, and the old man was very talkative and funny, and he told my father about it.
After the coffin was ready, the old man pouted and went directly into the coffin of the robe, lying down and testing it, and at the beginning he said, I am so tall, the coffin looks so small, can it fit me? I'll have to try.
As a result, it is just right to lie inside, with your feet on the back station and your head on the inclined front stand, which is very suitable.
"Hey, it doesn't look big, but it can really fit me, it's not bad." The old shotgun came out and praised.
"Seven and a half feet, pretending to be all the heroes in the world." The old carpenter said lightly.
Probably few people know the exact size of the coffin now, and except for those professionals, the average person has an instinctive fear of something like a coffin that has something to do with death.
The internal space of the coffin is wide in the front and narrow in the back, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, two and a half feet horizontally, and seven and a half feet longitudinally, that is, more than two meters, who can be more than two meters high? Therefore, seven and a half feet, pretending to be all the heroes in the world.
Is there a saying in ancient times called a seven-foot man? The tallest man is seven feet, and the coffin is seven and a half feet, so naturally everyone can fit it.
And the front of the coffin is very inclined, and it is less than two meters below, one meter seven or eight, and the longer it is, the higher it goes, the longer it is, so no matter how tall the person is, it can be loaded, and if it is not good, you can put something under the body and raise the upper body.
And Su Honghui called Su Dijian at the beginning is not just low, but the principle of the five elements of Shengke, according to the five elements of Shengke, Tusheng Jin, Su Dijian These three words, the embankment word is next to the soil word, and the word Jian is the bottom of the gold word, the earth is born of gold, and the gold is buried in the ground, which has a deep meaning.
At that time, Su Honghui's grandfather was a master of Fangshu, but Fangshu was passed down from generation to generation, that is, it could be passed on to his grandson, but not to his son, because he was afraid of being lost.
There are many taboos in the magic itself, and the five punishments and three deficiencies refer to those who know how to do magic or those who know how to harm people, and such people are often poor and lonely.
Before Su Honghui followed his grandfather to learn magic for the first time, he didn't learn any magic at all, but directly practiced his courage first, and his grandfather took him to a deserted grave at the age of six, and then let him stay here alone for the night, as long as it was to practice courage and overcome fear.
It was not dark when I went, but it was a cloudy day, and it was very overcast, and occasionally a gust of wind blew, and the poplar leaves rattled, and one or two crows chirped and flew away into the distance.
This scene itself is scary enough, even an adult can't help but be bent in such an environment, let alone just a child?
But the strange thing is that Su Honghui was not afraid at the time, perhaps because he didn't realize how dangerous his night would be. He was also very happy to talk and laugh with his grandfather.
Soon, the two of them came to a large tomb, and the old man instructed him not to be afraid of anything he encountered, to keep calm, and left directly, leaving Su Honghui, who was only six years old at the time, alone in the middle of a large tomb looking at the dilapidated or fresh graves.
It was getting dark......