My grandfather walked up from behind and slapped the paper figure in the back.

I just felt my body lean forward, and immediately someone grabbed me by the shoulder and pulled me back. When I stood firm, I saw that the paper figure had fallen into the distance and caught fire.

I was about to talk to my grandfather, but my father dragged me up and ran home.

I never knew that my father could run so fast, but in the blink of an eye, he ran to the back door of my house.

I was still lying between two willow trees, and my father grabbed my soul and pushed it against me and shouted, "Go back!" "I woke up.

I endured the pain all over my body, followed my father step by step, and whispered, "Master, am I in trouble?" ”

My grandfather sighed, took me by the hand, led me into the house, and changed me into clean clothes: "It's not a trouble!" This is what fate should do, sooner or later. ”

I cautiously asked, "Master, what is going on here?" ”

When I asked this sentence, I was ready to be scolded, no matter what I asked my grandfather before, he didn't say it, and scolded me when he was in a hurry.

This time, my grandfather took my hand and said, "Yuan Zheng! Let me tell you so! ”

"Our ancestors made a mistake, God wants to make our family extinct, and the underworld will not allow ghosts to be reincarnated in our house, so your father and I used some special means to steal a child from the Yellow Spring."

"That kid is you!"

"You sneaked out, and the underworld found out that the ghost had lost one, so he had to send someone to arrest you. I've been using your clothes to tie paper people, just to let you go to the underworld to deceive ghosts, so that they will feel that you are still in the underworld. ”

"However, the underworld has to recount the ghosts every twelve years, and when you are twelve years old, it will be your catastrophe."

"The tree in front of my house is called Blocking God, and the tree planted behind the house is called Fighting Ghost Whip, blocking God in front and fighting ghosts in the back, all to wait for you to be twelve years old so that you can survive the catastrophe and continue your life!"

"Even if you don't touch that paper man, next year's twelfth birthday, we will have to go through calamity. Now, I'm afraid it's going to be early...... It's just a matter of time or night, nothing! ”

I knew that my grandfather was comforting me, and I couldn't help but have red circles in my eyes, but my grandfather laughed and said, "Silly boy, what are you crying about?" It's not a big deal. ”

I held back my tears: "Master, what's the matter with that woman in red?" ”

My grandfather said: "That woman is the one who came out of the Yellow Spring with you, and she has been pestering you since you were born. ”

"I kept pressing her with a paper figure, but I didn't expect to let the tomb robbers let her go."

I was about to ask something else, but my grandfather pinched his fingers and calculated, and said, "In three days, we will have to go through the calamity, and when we pass this pass, I will tell you everything." ”

My grandfather said so, and I could only listen to him.

That night, my father moved all the paper-binding people's things into the house, and one after another they were there, and I squatted beside him and watched, trying to help but couldn't help, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. I brought my grandfather a cup of hot tea and wanted him to drink some water and rest for a while.

My grandfather smiled and said to me, "You can't help, it's okay!" I don't blame you. I haven't taught you all the time, because when you learn those secret techniques of our family, it's like lighting a lamp on your body, and you can attract all the bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods who want to find you. That's more troublesome. ”

"Go out and play! I'll call you when I've got my stuff ready. ”

What do I have to play? I just kept squatting there, watching my father tie the paper man.

My grandfather sat up when he had all the materials in his hand, and pricked my fingers and dripped a few drops of blood into the cinnabar bowl, giving the paper figures a little bit of eyesight.

My grandfather said that there was enough time, so he played with me for a whole day, and that day, my father seemed to be very happy, but I couldn't be happy.

In the evening of the third day, my father took me home and gave me a seven-inch dagger with snowflake patterns, and told me: "This dagger is our family's ancestral blade, called Drifting Snow, and it will be yours in the future." ”

"You sit in the house tonight, and don't go out until dawn."

"If anyone comes in, you don't care who you see, just stick to your side and you will stab him with a knife, even if you see me coming."

"This time, you have to listen to me, otherwise, neither of us will survive."

The more I listened, the more I felt bottomless, my grandfather handed over all the ancestral things to me, isn't this to explain the future?

My grandfather probably also saw my thoughts, took the wine bottle and handed it to me: "Come, pour a bowl of wine for my grandfather, if you don't drink a sip before this fight, the fight will not be comfortable." ”

"There's still a little more wine left in the bottle, don't pour it out, wait for me to drink it when I come back."

"There's wine to drink! People can only think about coming back, you know? ”

My father drank all the wine in the bowl in one gulp, put all the paper figures he tied in the house, threw one paper figure on the kang, covered it with a quilt, and then let me sit among the paper figures, and he locked the door himself and went out.

It wasn't long before I heard the movement of three gongs outside, and the gongs were not loud, but they lingered in the night sky for a long time.

As soon as the gong stopped, I felt that my eyelids were heavy, and I unconsciously wanted to lie on the ground, and I wanted to fall asleep.

My grandfather's voice came from the roof: "Don't sleep, the opening gong of the ghosts and gods of the underworld, the ghosts and gods are coming." ”

When the ghosts and gods of the underworld go to the world to do business, they will not be seen easily.

If you have to show up in a crowded place, you will usually sound a gong to open the way, and the only effect of the gong is to make everyone nearby sleep. When they have dealt with the matter, they will sound the gong again to wake people up.

As soon as the gong passed, the wind whistled, and the sound of the swishing wind seemed to be deliberately passing through the village road, and surrounded my yard from all directions, and the wind seemed to circle around my yard at first, and after a while, it slowly blew from all sides to the yard, and the temperature in the house instantly dropped by a few degrees.

At the same time, the poplars in front of my house were blazing, and the flames began to spread from the roots to the tips of the trees, and in an instant, the six poplars turned into six pillars of fire, illuminating half of the village.

I poked my head out and saw a pitch-black figure, standing neatly in mid-air, as if preparing to storm the wall of fire in front of the door.

Although those people had not yet begun to charge, the sense of oppression they brought was enough to suffocate. I felt my heart tremble from afar.

I took a step towards the window with my dagger in my grip, but I heard the sound of a whip breaking through the wind from the back window, and the branches of the willow trees in the backyard danced wildly in the sky, as if they were blocking something.

My grandfather's voice came again: "Don't look, stay in the house honestly." ”

I quickly shrank my head and hid under the edge of the kang, and as soon as I hid, I heard someone say: "Yuan Kaishan, you used the forbidden technique to lead the reincarnation of the murderous soul of Huangquan, and you have violated the iron law of the underworld, and you have withdrawn the formation and returned to the underworld with this official to be punished." ”

"Yan Junnian's merits in your Yuan family will be lightly dismissed."