My name is Chen Changsheng, I was born in a small mountain village in the northeast, I am 50 years old this year, and I am a boundary keeper.

Guarding the boundary, guarding nature is the peace of one side.

Some people may say that now the dog does not bark at night, the door is not closed, and the social order is very good, this is all the credit of the police, what is the matter with you?

I can only laugh at this.

What I want to say is that the realm I guard is the yin and yang realm that you can't see or touch.

To be able to become a guardian, it starts with my birth.

My birth sounds more like a horror story, because I was cut out of my mother's womb.

At that time, it was still the era of the People's Commune, and during the day, all the laborers in the village had to go to the production team to work to earn work, and as a pregnant woman of a month, my mother could only stay at home and cook.

That evening, the family members who had been working in the production team all afternoon came home and found that the door of the house was wide open, there was no palm light in the house, it was dark, and the smell of food did not waft out as usual, but the faint cry of the baby was heard intermittently.

My mother was pregnant with me at the time, it had been more than seven months, and it was not yet the day of childbirth, how could there be a child's crying in the house?

The family suspected that they had heard it wrong, so they hurried into the house, and only after holding the lamp did they see a heart-rending scene.

My mother was covered in blood, tied to a chair, her head tilted to the side, her eyes bulging, and she had long since lost her breath. Her stomach was cut open by a sharp weapon, and all her internal organs fell out, and the amniotic fluid mixed with blood flowed all over the floor of the hall.

And I, wriggling and struggling in that bloody viscera, occasionally let out a weak cry or two!

My mother was killed in this way, and her death was extremely tragic.

Seeing such a frightening bloody scene, my dad went crazy at the time, and my grandparents got me out tremblingly.

After cleaning the stains off my body, they were even more shocked, and there was a silver needle the thickness of a toothpick stuck in my fontanelle!

The murderer clearly wanted to kill me, but fortunately, my life was too big to die.

What a hatred it must be to do such a bloody thing!

After such a toss, although I was lucky to survive, my body was weak, weighing only more than two pounds, groggy all day, and I had a high fever from time to time.

The elderly people in the village said that my mother died too miserably, and she was reluctant to leave me to suffer in the world, so she wanted to take me away.

Some people also said that I was destined to commit the "100-day murder pass", and I was a short-lived ghost, and I couldn't support it at all.

The so-called "100-day pass" refers to the fact that after the child is born, his life will bring about evil, and he will show the corresponding good luck and evil within 100 days, and he needs to be well cared for.

For example, we often hear that the newborn of a certain family is suffocated to death by a quilt at night, crushed to death by sleeping adults, or is bitten to death by cats, dogs, snakes and rats and other animals because of negligence at home, etc., and so on, that is, the child is destined to live no more than 100 days if he commits a "100-day murder".

My mother is crazy, my grandparents are honest farmers, and I haven't even been out of the village a few times in my life, so what can I do but resign myself to fate?

As I could see, I was weakened day by day, and finally I couldn't feed the water and rice, so I could only wait to starve to death.

Just when my grandparents were helpless, the cow madman in the village came to my house uninvited.

I heard that this bull madman used to be a traveling Taoist priest, and in that turbulent era, he was broken as the "four olds", and he was arrested and imprisoned for several years, and after being released, he went crazy. When the people in the village saw that he was pitiful, they let him live in the Sanguan Temple, which had been abandoned for many years after the village.

In fact, he is not crazy, but sometimes what he says is crazy, which makes people feel that he is not normal when they hear it.

For example, he often said that he was the king of the Nine Yamas, and he could go in and out of the underworld at will and order ghosts; also often said that he was the reincarnation of Bao Longtu, who could break the yang during the day and the yin at night, summon spirits to solve cases, and collect evidence in the underworld......

As soon as he came to my house, he walked straight to the side of the kang and looked at me with a sallow face with angry eyes, and shouted: "Your Nine Yama King is here, why don't you get out of here?" ”

At the end, he spat a mouthful of fishy old phlegm in my face, stomped his feet vigorously, and ran away with a "hahaha" laughing madly.

Only the grandparents were left in the room looking at each other.

Strange to say, since the day of the fight, I can eat again, my face has gradually become bloody, and my body has become stronger and stronger day by day, except for the occasional drowsiness and lethargy, I can't see any difference from other children.

Just as I was beginning to thrive, my father, who had been crazy for two years, fell to the ground on a sunny afternoon and never woke up.

Not long after, my grandfather, who had been working in the mountains, suddenly lost his footing and rolled into the ravine, and his throat was pierced by the thorns on the slope, and when he was carried back home, he had already lost his breath.

All of a sudden, my grandmother and I were the only orphans and widows left in the huge family.

Slowly, rumors began to spread in the village that I was a disaster star, that everyone close to me would be killed by me, and even worse, that my grandmother would die soon.

The people in the village have cut off contact with my house, and they even prefer to take a detour rather than pass in front of my house, and even the cadres of the production team come to give notice, but they only shout loudly outside the gate.

When I was seven years old, my grandmother, who had always been strong, suddenly fell ill with a strange disease, and her food became very large, but her whole body was weak, and her body was getting thinner and thinner day by day, and she gradually could not go to the ground.

This made the villagers even more disgusted with my family.

Only the cow maniac, since my grandmother's illness, would come over every day, and every time he came, he would kick me out, and then close the door and talk to my grandmother without knowing what to say, and only leave for a long time.

I remember that day, my grandmother's spirit seemed to be much better than before, and the cow madman did not kick me out for the first time.

I naively thought that my grandmother would get better from now on, but the words of the cow madman were like a basin of cold water poured on my head.

"Sister-in-law, if you have anything to say, just tell Changsheng!"

This is obviously asking grandma to explain the future.

Although I was young, I also saw that things were not what I imagined, and tears were already flowing down my cheeks.

That day, my grandmother babbled a lot, from my birth to my grandfather's death, and asked me to kneel down and kowtow to the cow madman, and finally shouted at me as if she had accumulated all her strength: "Go with you Niu-Grandpa Niu, and learn - ability--revenge-"

After speaking, he tilted his head and swallowed his breath.

Grandma died, and the family was completely dissolved.

After taking care of my grandmother's funeral, I cleaned up briefly, and then moved to the dilapidated Sanguan Temple with Niu Maniac.

Since then, this small village called Yitang has had another little madman.