Life is the way, in this life, who can control it, fate has its own destiny, you have to live to live, you see like me, from birth began to experience strange things.

My name is Jin Rongxuan, I don't know where I was born, but I heard the older generation around me say that I was brought back from the mountains by my mother, and there was a particularly fierce disaster in the family, which affected the whole village.

Speaking of these things, if others ask me, I can't answer a word or two, and besides, there are always some unbelievable things in me.

Since the people in the small village have not mentioned a word about these things, the people in the village will not reject me, from the few meetings, in their eyes will more or less reveal pity and awe, and often in front of the ancestors' spirit tablets, there will be more oil incense, I will comfort myself that this is because my ancestors are highly respected.

This is my birth, and it's just the same thing to say bizarre, let me say, I want to find out more than anyone else, and I can't say bizarre, because there are more bizarre things to come, and maybe there are even more bizarre people. As for what happened when my mother gave birth to me, I don't know, since I can remember...

When I was two years old, I can remember.

My mother was a man of few words, she was like a mute, and I never expected to speak to her, because the only time she could remember speaking to me was "Xuan, make way for the back." ”

Of course, I was also startled that time, and when I looked back, there was nothing behind me, and it was dead silent. When I asked her again, she just stared at my back, motionless, and for a moment, I felt a chill down my spine.

I remember that when my father first saw me, he didn't look at me once, he only said that I was a disaster.

I was dismissive of him, or rather, I never thought of him as my father, just out of courtesy, in a superficial form.

From the moment I learned to walk, I almost never left the house, no one cared about me, and even they only remembered that there was a big Jin family, and there was never a Jin Rongxuan.

Gradually, I also learned to be silent, and in this house, I seem to eat and sleep every day, with nothing else to do, and even the sun rarely sees.

It was like this until I was three years old.

The second uncle came, he came back from the field, I didn't have any impression of him, because he was a stranger to me, that day, he walked up to me, looked at me, stroked my head, he smiled at me, at that moment, my feelings for him changed, this is the first time I felt incomparable warmth.

He also said to me, "This kid is so cute, with big eyes." At that moment, I only felt as if my heart was beating a little harder, and my face turned up slightly.

He took out a smooth and beautiful stone from his pocket and said, "This should be mine, and he will give it back to me now."

I reached out and was still stroking the stone when it fell into my hand.

Unexpectedly, from in front of me, a red water drop fell low, and I looked up curiously.

The second uncle had a hideous face, blood beads dripping from the corners of his mouth, I was frightened when I saw this scene, and I was stunned in place for a moment, he suddenly grabbed my hand, and wanted to say something in his mouth, but he touched his lips but didn't say anything, but his eyes gave me a different feeling.

At that moment, an aura exploded from me, and the second uncle popped up three meters away, fell on the wall and slid down.

When my father saw this scene, he immediately ran to help the second uncle, and at that moment I was left stunned in place, two lines of tears came from the corner of my eyes, but I didn't cry or make trouble.

That night, I was beaten up by my father.

Before going to bed, I endured the severe pain and stroked the stone, and at that moment I still couldn't hold back my tears.

When I was five years old, a road was built in the village, and my father was happy and asked me to go out and have a look, but at first I hesitated, and when I heard him say that there were many things outside that I didn't know, I still didn't resist the temptation and went out.

I saw a "moving house" and was curious, so I went closer to see it and heard people around me say that it was called a car.

A cute little girl came over to me, I don't know whose girl it was, she came up to me and said, "Big brother, let's go play with us." She pointed to the group of children on the side, and I didn't turn my head, just looked at her quietly, because in the next second, she was buried under the wheels.

That night I was beaten by my father again, but, unbeknownst to him, what I saw was a bleeding little boy in the face of a young boy pushing the girl under the wheels.

In June of that year, I was regarded as a madman and a monster by everyone, because that day I was talking to a black cat, they said that I was talking to myself, and since that day I have never left the house half a step, they don't know, the black cat is the shadow of a person, he told me that this day is my birthday, it is the time of the seven stars of Jiuli, I looked up, the moon is very round.

Until I was six years old, I didn't even know what had become of me outside the door.

On the night of the full moon at the age of six, it was my sixth birthday, and it was the dark night, I climbed to the roof alone and took the stone that the second uncle handed me, the black cat said that it was a spirit stone, and it also said a bunch of words of comfort and encouragement to me that day, listening to that tone, it was like the second uncle was in front of me at that time, but it was a pity.

I stroked the stone as if this was the only thing that belonged to me, it was smooth and beautiful.

In the moonlight, I could see its textuality, as if it had been deliberately carved, under the emerald green wrapping, which shone with a golden glow, and I lifted it up and looked through the moonlight.

The stone is transparent, but through the stone, looking at the moon, it becomes something else.

Before I could see it, the stone that was instantly illuminated by the moonlight, shimmering with golden light, floated above the palm of my hand, and I stayed where I was, my mind blank.

At this moment, my mother's voice called me from below, and I was startled and immediately grabbed the stone.

Later, I tried to look at the stone again in the moonlight, but it never glowed again, as if it were really a ruined stone.

……

When I was seventeen, I figured out that I was going to leave here, to leave this place that left me with painful memories of my childhood.