On the day I was born, a lot of strange things happened in the village.

First, a white-haired old dog of the old Wang family, who had been raised for eight years, put on a black robe, stood upright and wandered the streets, and then stood in front of my house and stretched out his hand.

There were also countless fat rats, with blood-red eyes, walking through the streets, standing at my door in broad daylight for a long time.

The rats crossed the street, which naturally angered the cats in the village, and the cats went out to disperse the mice, but the rats who were afraid of the cats in the past were bold today and did not hesitate to bite the cats.

In that cat-and-mouse battle, the streets were littered with corpses, and although countless mice died, more than 30 cats were also damaged.

The villagers were dumbfounded, but there were also knowledgeable old people who said that white dogs pretend to be people, and rats eat cats, which is a reversal of common sense, a reversal of human ethics, and if it is placed in ancient times, it will be a big mess in the world!

At first, people didn't have anything to do with my family, until that evening, when they heard babbling and singing in the open space in front of my house.

People with good deeds went out to watch the play in their clothes, but found that the scene singing on the stage was actually made of white paper, and the surrounding spectators were varied, including yellow skins with sinister eyes, gray foxes with stinking bodies, and mandrills with green faces and fangs, which looked like fierce ghosts.

The most important thing is that these mountain spirits and ghosts are still clustered around a coffin, and the coffin is erected, and a white-faced old woman with goosebumps is standing in it, watching it with relish.

This frightened the villagers into a state of distraction, and they ran away, and when they returned to their homes, they got into the bed and shivered, from the Jade Emperor to Jesus, and begged all the gods and goddesses he knew.

That night, everyone, including my house, was trembling and barely sleepless all night.

After dawn, the mountain spirits and wild monsters disappeared, leaving only a mess, proving that everyone was not dreaming last night.

At that time, the countryside was generally quite superstitious, and when such an incident happened, the villagers were even more panicked, worried about whether my family was going to something.

On this day, my grandfather hurried from the mountains wearing a torn leather jacket, and I couldn't help but say that there was a burst of punches and kicks, which caused my father and two uncles to bleed from their scalps and make me embarrassed.

The father and the two uncles were beaten, and cautiously came over and said, Dad, I beat and scolded, what is going on with this child, there must be an explanation, right?

Grandpa glared at them gloomily and said, wearing a sinful body, people and ghosts hate each other!

What does it mean to wear a sinful body, hated by people and ghosts?

Grandpa didn't say it, and Dad and the two uncles didn't dare to ask. Anyway, it means that I can survive because of creation, and if I die, I deserve it.

Whether it is dead or alive, it depends on whether the past can be resisted tonight!

Grandpa was right, before the evening, I had a high fever. In just two hours, I swallowed three times, but each time I forced it back.

In the middle of the night, my grandfather drove away the clinic doctor who gave me the injection, wrapped me in a tattered leather jacket and stayed up all night. He was shirtless, holding me in one hand, and he and his uncles were jumping around and scolding until his throat was hoarse and his mouth was dry.

It wasn't until dawn, after an old woman's vicious curse came from the rooftop, that I finally relented and saved my life.

But the grandfather and the uncles who were guarding the house fell seriously ill because of this, and it took more than a month to recuperate in bed.

Later, I heard that that night, there was a white-haired flying stiff on the roof that night, sucking my spirit, and if it weren't for my grandfather, father, and uncles blocking me, I wouldn't have survived.

Later, my grandfather gave me a name, Zhang Jiusin. It means that I have been a sinful person since the day I was born.

The so-called nine sins are killing, greed, violence, deceit, envy, laziness, lust, arrogance, and vanity.

Since I was a child, I have inherited my father's natural wooden personality, and he doesn't like to talk or socialize with people. When I was at school, I rarely played with my classmates.

Logically speaking, my personality was always unpleasant, but my grandfather was very pleased, and always took me to his broken adobe house to sit when I was out of school.

It is said that it is a broken adobe house, but in fact, it is very neat and clean, and there are never snakes, insects, rats and ants or anything like that.

Of course, it's not for nothing that I like to go to my grandfather's shabby house, and he has a lot of books in his house, some yellowed, I don't know how many years old, and all kinds of new books that have been newly printed.

Most of these books record some strange things, some tell the story of the exorcist to subdue the demon and subdue the demon, and some tell the strange stories of various places, which contain profound knowledge of Qimen gossip, and there are also 72 ghosts in Buddhist legends.

There are even books that are handwritten by the grandfather himself, and then notes sewn together with a needle and thread.

I like to read these kinds of books, because the records in the books are simply another world, where there are people with demons, evil and demons, ghosts and corpses.

There are exorcists with rune wooden swords, corpse seekers who divide gold and acupoints, hexagram masters who see through life and death, and feng shui masters who walk the world.

Every story in the book actually satisfies my yearning for the outside world when I was a child.

That's six years.

It wasn't until after I was in high school, in order to cope with more schooling, that I rarely went to my grandfather's to read books anymore. But what makes me sad is that in the three years of high school, although I think that I am excellent in character and learning, even if I can't get into a prestigious university, the focus of the government should be okay.

Just a few days before the college entrance examination, another serious illness struck, which completely shattered my college dream.

That serious illness came and went quickly, it came at the beginning of the college entrance examination, and it left immediately after the college entrance examination, and I wondered if God was specifically against me and did not give me the opportunity to go to college.

After the news spread, the parents sighed for a long time, and the villagers looked at them with pity, but only the grandfather smiled, touched his beard and said, good thing, good thing.

The failure of the college entrance examination made me even more silent. I am ready to repeat my studies for a year and fight again next year. But at this time, two Maybachs suddenly came to the village.

In recent years, people's living conditions have gradually improved, and there are some well-off families who have bought cars, but they are only low-end models such as Wuling Hongguang, Haval, and Zotye.

For this kind of luxury car that can easily cost millions, it is still rare.

The main thing is that the two cars went all the way down the country road and finally stopped in front of Grandpa's adobe house.

Then five or six men and women got out of the car, the men in suits and leather shoes, with extraordinary bearing, and the women dressed appropriately and with beautiful makeup.

After they got out of the car, they took out two file boxes from the trunk, and then knocked respectfully on Grandpa's door.