When one grass grows, the same grass grows elsewhere.

In the blink of an eye, the bloodshot jade bracelet was covered with green grass.

"I have cultivated from this parasitic grass. That's right, when you asked me about my birthday, I accidentally told me my real birthday. In fact, I have lived in the Xie family for four or five years, and during this period I have not been well hidden, and it can be said that there are many loopholes. But Miss Xie's parents felt sluggish and didn't notice that their daughter had changed. Miss Xie's corpse said.

"You...... It's been five or six hundred years of cultivation, right? Luo Buzhai asked confidently.

Miss Xie's corpse looked up and laughed for a long time before it stopped. She said, "Five or six hundred years? You're underestimating me! I've been cultivating for 1,135 years and 83 days now! ”

She remembered the days so clearly, which surprised her grandfather.

A person or how many years he naturally remembers, but how many days he or she may not be able to say anytime and anywhere. A person who lives less than a hundred years can't remember the exact number of days because there are too many days, but she can remember clearly when she lives for more than a thousand years. How can Grandpa not be surprised?

Luo Buzhai asked, "I don't know how many years of cultivation you have. But my eyes can see through many things that ordinary people can't see. At first glance, I could see that your level was at the grandmother level, but not at the ancestral level. ”

A trace of surprise flashed across Miss Xie's corpse's face, she didn't expect this Mr. Luo's eyes to have this special ability. The smug she had just felt was gone, and her face was covered with bitterness. "Yes," she said. More than a thousand years of cultivation should be at the ancestral level, and I have just reached the grandmother level, which is a bit unreasonable. But is common sense the same for everyone? From my cultivation to the present, I have experienced countless heavenly tribulations. I remember how many days I cultivated, but I don't remember how many Heavenly Tribulations I experienced. Every time it is a matter of life and death, once you fail, you will lose all your efforts. Fortunately, except for the last time I failed to hold my soul, I was lucky enough to escape every time before. But the price paid for each escape was more than ten years of cultivation in vain. Therefore, nearly half of the more than 1,000 years have been lost by the catastrophe. Therefore, you say that I have only cultivated for five or six hundred years, which is not wrong. ”

"I see!" Luo Buzhai couldn't help but sigh for her arduous cultivation.

Grandpa asked, "You said that you failed to keep your mind and soul last time, is it because of this that you occupy Miss Xie's body?" ”

"Hmm." Miss Xie's corpse looked gloomy.

Miss Xie's body said that the last time she experienced the thunderstorm, she happened to escape to the vicinity of Xie's home, on a locust tree in front of the window of Miss Xie's boudoir. At that time, Miss Xie was already seriously ill and dying. An earth-shattering thunderclap rang out, and lightning fell near the locust tree. Although the lightning did not hit it directly, the energy of the thunder and lightning was too strong to scare it away. Its soul fluttered and perched on Miss Xie's windowsill.

Miss Xie in the room was already angry, but she was frightened when she heard the thunder, and she didn't take a breath, so she lost her breath.

When Miss Xie lost her breath, there was no one else around. It was late at night, and the people had already gone to sleep.

It saw Miss Xie's soul leave its body like smoke, and immediately took advantage of the weakness to take possession of Miss Xie's body. It is a parasitic grass, and what it is best at is parasitism, so it is easy to parasitize on corpses.

After it parasitized on Miss Xie's corpse, she was still worried that her parents would find out, so she transformed into a Taoist priest again, deliberately met the father of the Xie family, and then said that it had a blood-colored jade bracelet, which could thin Miss Xie's lifespan.

The father of the Xie family has always been worried about his seriously ill daughter, and when he saw that the Taoist priest said that the blood-silk jade bracelet could thin his daughter, he was naturally very happy. How did he know that the blood-threaded jade bracelet was actually the parasitic grass itself. Wearing a bloodshot jade bracelet on her daughter's wrist is like a parasitic grass parasitic on a tree.

Grandpa nodded and said, "It turns out that you lost your body to parasitize on the corpse." This clears my previous confusion. ”

Miss Xie's body said: "After I was parasitized, I felt guilty when I saw that the Xie family's parents treated me too well. Sometimes I deliberately show flaws, such as saying the wrong birthday, such as vomiting in front of them while eating. But they seem to turn a blind eye and a deaf ear. Sometimes I wonder if they already know that this daughter is no longer their daughter, but they don't want to believe this fact, and would rather deceive themselves than accept this sad fact. Then I relented a little and avoided them when I vomited. ”

Grandpa smiled bitterly: "Pity the hearts of parents all over the world!" I have seen the only daughter of a family die in an accident, but her mother still goes to her daughter's room every morning to wake her daughter up, sends the washing water to her daughter's room, pours out the washing water after washing her face, and still prepares her daughter's dishes and chopsticks when eating, and puts vegetables in her daughter's bowl. Sometimes a person sits in his daughter's room and talks to himself, but outsiders sound as if he is talking to another person. The poor mother persisted in doing so until her death. ”

Something similar happened later in Thrush Village, and I was able to see it with my own eyes. Thrush Village has two laundry ponds, one slightly larger and one slightly smaller. On the way from my grandfather's house to the larger laundry pond, I often saw an old woman sitting on the floor in front of her house smoking a cigarette. That was the first time I saw a woman smoking. In our place, it was rare for women to smoke, so I remember it well.

One time when I was passing by there I saw the old woman smoking, and I asked my mother, why did she smoke even if she was a woman?

My mother lied to me that she was a woman from out of town, and that many women in her hometown had the habit of smoking.

My mother said that at the time, because she was afraid that I would find out the bottom of it, and that I would be scared when I knew the truth.

Later, I finally learned from others that the old woman was not a foreigner at all. Her husband died early and had a son. She made money everywhere in order to live, so her son neglected to educate and became addicted to drugs. The old woman beat her son up and sent him to a drug rehabilitation center.

Her son repented and quit his addiction.

Although the drug addiction is stopped, it is necessary to smoke non-stop every day. The old woman's hard-earned money burned all of her son's cigarette butts, including the money that the old woman had left for her son to marry his daughter-in-law.

After the old woman had used all her money, she finally broke out and beat her son again. Her method of beating her son, the thrush village is well known. She covered the crates of the threshing machine with cat bone spurs, which were about two or three square meters, and the cat bone spurs were the toughest thorns on the mountain. Then, she stripped her son down to a pair of panties, and then pushed him into a bucket covered with cat bone spurs, causing him to roll in pain. But the more you roll, the more you get stabbed, the deeper you stab.

At one point, when the adults of Thrush Village frightened disobedient children, they said, "If you are naughty, I will throw you into a bucket full of cat bone spurs!" Like so-and-so did with her son! "So-and-so is the old woman's name.

It's been a long time, and I don't remember the old woman's name.

The people of Thrush Village said that so-and-so had been punishing her son in this way, and that he had been in this single and cruel way since he was a child.

Her twenty-year-old son, after being punished in this way again, felt that he was too old, and that way it was an insult to him. Although he was strong enough to counter his mother by then, he did not resist when his mother punished him, but the next day his body floated from the slightly larger laundry pond. He knew that his mother had paid too much for him and he owed too much, so he couldn't bear to hurt his mother, but he chose to hurt himself.

He committed suicide by throwing himself into the water.

Since then, the old woman's life doesn't seem to have changed in any way. As usual, she cooked breakfast for her son, laid a quilt for him, and washed his clothes. The clothes were washed and dried, and then placed next to my son's bed, and after a few days, new clothes were put there, and the dusty clothes were washed and dried. Every day around noon, she sits on the floor in front of her house and smokes, and the smoking posture is exactly the same as that of her son. The cigarette butts were not thrown outside, but were put back in the son's room and thrown under the son's bed. That's what her son did back then, afraid that she would find out about the cigarette butt and hit him.

Every month she had to clean under her son's bed, and as she did so, she said, "Son, don't smoke!" If you continue to smoke like this, you won't be able to marry a daughter-in-law! "There's a lot of going on and on and on.

While persuading her "son" not to smoke, she continued to smoke herself.

At first, the villagers sympathized with her, but after a long time, some people began to laugh at her. After twenty or thirty years of her insistence, everyone pretended that her son was still alive, and when they passed by there, they told her, "Persuade your son not to smoke!" It's not easy for you to make money as a woman, and you have to keep some money for retirement in the future! ”

But she changed her attitude, and said with a smile while smoking: "How much does it cost to smoke?" He smoked whenever he wanted. ”

I used to see her when I was in junior high school, but when I was in high school, I lived on campus and rarely went home. It was probably the year of the college entrance examination, and I heard my mother say that so-and-so died of illness, and the cause of death was that he smoked too much and his lungs were smoked into dried bacon.

Some people don't care what the truth is, even if it's not at all, and she or he still has to live his or her life the way he or she wants it to.

That's the case with the old woman.

Perhaps, the Xie family's parents are also like this.

Miss Xie's body said: "Sometimes I feel that my hiding is not for myself, but for Miss Xie's father and mother. I am their daughter, and I want to fulfill my filial duty and not let them be sad. In a way, I do see myself as part of the family. Well...... In other words, I am not parasitic, I am born again. ”

Tears welled up in the eyes of Miss Xie's corpse.

Grandpa and Luo Buzhai were moved by her words and felt compassion.

Unexpectedly, Miss Xie's corpse changed her words, and said in a cold tone: "In order to be sad not to let my parents know the truth, I must get rid of you two tonight!" ”