It was a late autumn night in 1980. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the foot of Guan Mountain, east of Jincheng, Shanxi, there is a village that does not have a village in front of the village and a store in the back - Lujiabao.

Lujiapu is a village of less than 100 people, and the people here are all people with the surname Lu, and there are no other surnames. They broke away from the flowers and the lively city, so they chose the foot of the inaccessible Guan Mountain, where they took root and continued to carry forward the blood of their Lu family mourners.

The current patriarch of the Lu family is Lu Xiaotian, who is already sixty years old, but among these hundred people, he is the oldest person with the most qualifications and the person who knows the most about the undertaker, so he was elected by everyone to become the head of the Lu family.

In an ancient mansion, a man wearing the Lu family's unique clothes was checking the situation around the door, holding a spear as a weapon in his hand, and looking at the situation at the door from time to time. Even if there was a trace of wind and grass around him, it would be difficult to escape his eyes and eyes, and at this moment, a person who was also wearing the Lu family's unique clothes came to him and said mockingly, "I said Zhongyuan, are you on duty?"

The person guarding this ancient mansion was Lu Zhongyuan, and after he looked at that person, he looked a little impatient. So he didn't say angrily, "Lu Zhongqing, why are you so idle?"

The person known as Lu Zhongqing walked over with a smile, patted Lu Zhongyuan on the shoulder and said, "I said brother, you don't know this, right?

"Really?" Hearing Lu Zhongqing's words, Lu Zhongyuan showed a trace of surprise, but then immediately said with a smile, "That's really congratulations, congratulations on being able to become a mourner as soon as possible!"

"Of course, if I become a mourner and a patriarch, then you will be my right-hand man, and I will not treat you badly!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. Lu Zhongyuan also nodded and laughed. But I secretly thought in my heart, "Just like you ruffian, you still want to be a mourner?" It's just a fool's dream, alas, who let himself be unlucky, but he was not born with a pair of yin and yang eyes?"

Lu Zhongyuan was a little worried, and he also complained about God's injustice. Lu Zhongqing, the only person in the village who has a natural yin and yang eye, is also the most fortunate person to be able to become a mourner in this session, and of course becoming a mourner means being able to serve as the next patriarch. But why do you want to give all this to a person who thinks about becoming a mourner and becoming a patriarch all day long, instead of trying to become a mourner?

And he - Lu Zhongyuan. The waste in the eyes of everyone in the village, the unfilial son in the eyes of his parents, and his friends, Lu Zhongyuan has no friends. Because he was born a little slow, and because he was a person who only knew the skin of the undertaker, no one would expect him to become the undertaker and serve as the next patriarch.

At home, his parents disliked him, although they cooked for him and gave him a room to live in, but the meals were all leftovers, and the place where he lived was a dilapidated house that would leak when it rained. Lu Zhongyuan knew that he was a waste, and no one would treat him wherever he went, but the only person who was good to him was only one in the village, and that was the patriarch - Lu Xiaotian.

"Okay, do you know what you're guarding it? Tsk tsk. When Lu Zhongqing said this, he no longer paid attention to Lu Zhongyuan and walked away.

And Lu Zhongyuan naturally knew that the things he guarded were very precious, but he didn't know what exactly he was guarding, I am afraid that he was the only one in the entire village who didn't know what kind of treasure they had guarded for generations!

The night was eerily quiet, except for the occasional gust of wind and a few cries from the trees. Time flies very slowly, for Lu Zhong, it is indeed very slow, this is the first time he is on duty, and it is also the first time that he feels that the night is so boring and long.

As he watched the lights go out in one room after another, the barking of dogs slowly stopped between each other, and his sleepiness flooded into his brain, and his eyelids began to become heavy.

Lu Zhongyuan didn't dare to sleep, for fear that the precious things inside would be lost, so he slapped himself when he was sleepy and hoped that he would wake up. At that time, there was no mobile phone, let alone wifi, and some were just a spear in his hand.

In the middle of the night, Lu Zhongyuan had already fallen asleep standing with a spear in his hand. And in the ancient mansion behind him, a golden light flickered again and again, like an alarm bell, but it didn't make any sound.

The golden light flickered a few times, then stopped flickering, and the ancient mansion was plunged into darkness again, and the entire land was swallowed up by darkness. There is no moonlight, and the dark clouds also cover the entire Lujiabao.

The sky gradually brightened, and Lu Zhongyuan woke up from his sleepiness and yawned a few times. He looked back at the old house, and found that the door lock there was still the same as when he came, and he didn't find anything unusual until after seven o'clock, when someone came to take over, and he went back to rest.

When he returned home, his parents did not give him a good face, nor did they express any sympathy for him to stay up late on duty last night. What he was given was still the leftover meal from last night, but the pity was that he didn't even give him a steamed bun, but one of his younger brothers, Lu Zhongfeng, secretly gave him a steamed bun to eat.

After eating a few bites, Lu Zhongyuan went back to sleep in his dilapidated old house. He has been accustomed to this kind of life, he has lived this life for thirty years, and he has not paid attention to the cold eyes and the guidance behind his back.

It was not when he was a child, when he was only a teenager, but because of a sentence said by the old patriarch, he became a "notorious" figure in the village. It was at that time that his parents didn't like him, and everyone in the village saw him and avoided him as if he had seen a ghost.

"Isn't there no yin and yang eyes? Why is everyone squeezing me so much?"

Lu Zhongyuan would hold his legs every night, curl up on the kang and ask himself, he didn't understand, is the yin and yang eyes really so important? Later, Lu Xiaotian told him, "The yin and yang eyes are the key to becoming a mourner, and only those who have yin and yang eyes are qualified to become a mourner." Because you don't, everyone will exclude you. ”

"What is the mourner?" Lu Zhongyuan cried, his eyes were full of tears of grievance, and he looked at the adult Lu Xiaotian like that.

"Undertaker is a profession that our Lu family must become, but as time goes by, now the undertaker is like the supreme honor for these people, and they all want to become a mourner. However, the harsh conditions made them all stop. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears in Lu Zhongyuan's eyes, and comforted him.

"Uncle, do you think I can be a mourner?"

Lu Zhongyuan's question was not answered by Lu Xiaotian, only Lu Xiaotian's kind face and caring hug. That night, Lu Zhongyuan fell asleep in Lu Xiaotian's arms, he slept very soundly and sweetly...

Back to the present, in the hall of the patriarch Lu Xiaotian. The elderly Lu Xiaotian still had that kind and gentle smile on his face, looking at the four or five people sitting on the chairs on both sides and talking to each other, he didn't speak, just listened to them.

"I said I couldn't let him go to work, but you don't have to listen, it's okay now, right? The Spirit Gathering Flag is lost, what do you say to do?" a person who was younger than Lu Xiaotian said as he looked at everyone.

"Yes, I agreed with Brother Hai's words from the beginning, but... Alas. One person stood up and echoed the words of the previous person, but after seeing the patriarch Lu Xiaotian, he sighed and sat back.

"What should I do now? It's useless to say that these are all gone, but it's a valuable thing that our family has protected for generations, and now it's gone, how can I explain this to our ancestors and ancestors?"

"No, you want to drive Lu Zhongyuan out of our village, he is the disaster star of our village. ”

"Yes, dare him to go out. It's okay for others to guard it, but when it's his turn to guard it, the Spirit Gathering Banner is missing?

"Yes, yes!" everyone nodded, agreeing with the man.

On the other side, a person who had been sitting in a chair and did not speak, stood up and arched his hand at Lu Xiaotian and said, "Patriarch, do you want to say a word?

Before he could finish his words, Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand to interrupt him. His eyes swept over the faces of the crowd, and the noise that had been chaotic came to an abrupt end.

"Elders, did you come to report to me about the loss of the Spirit Gathering Banner, or do you want me to drive Lu Zhongyuan out of the village?"

"It's a bit of both. A man pretended to be bold, stood up and said.

"Okay, you said that the Spirit Gathering Banner was lost, and this matter has something to do with Lu Zhongyuan?" Lu Xiaotian looked at the person who stood up, and Lu Xiaohai, who was also the first person to speak.

"Big brother, this matter is by no means that simple!"

"Bastard, are you all old and confused? Just because we lost the Spirit Gathering Banner, we will drive out the people of the same sect? Or is it because he doesn't have Yin Yang Eyes and can't become a mourner? Do you have Yin Yang Eyes? You don't, but haven't you become an elder?" Lu Xiaotian slapped the table with his hand and said loudly.

After everyone heard his words, they all looked at each other, and then lowered their heads in shame, and no one dared to say another word.

"People are just children, why are you so strict with a child? And if you talk about such bastards as kicking out of the village, don't forget, you're not mourners either. ”

"Uncle, I lost the Spirit Gathering Banner, and I will find it back. Just as Lu Xiaotian finished saying that, Lu Zhongyuan, who was outside the door, walked in and said.

"Tadahara. Lu Xiaotian shouted that he wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Zhongyuan.

"I, Lu Zhongyuan, swear to the patriarch and elders here, if I can't retrieve the Spirit Gathering Banner, then I am willing to leave the family and leave this sad place."