The blind grandfather died, and Chen Baoer was left alone.

And there is nothing worse in the world than for a person to die and a person to live......

Father Zhao sent a few people, one foot deep and one foot shallow to the depths of the darkness, and when he came back, he only said in a trembling voice: "All dead!"

Or because the rain drenched his body, in just three words, Chen Baoer only felt cold, this familiar scene pulled him back to the abyss-like nightmare step by step.

Chen Baoer remembered that when Grandpa was still there, God had already had all kinds of signs of a major drought, and there was not a single snow falling throughout the winter, and what was even worse was that he finally waited for the beginning of spring, and the rain did not arrive, and the blizzard that had accumulated for a winter seemed to be angry, and it swept down overwhelmingly, the snow was several feet thick, and the houses were overwhelmed, and countless collapsed, and the biting cold seemed to tear people apart like a ghost.

Such a violent blizzard caught not only the people off guard, but also the crops in the field.

As the saying goes, winter snow is like a quilt, spring snow is like a ghost, this heavy snow has passed, the seedlings in the field that have been frozen to death have not yet dried up, and they have already rotted in patches when the snow melts, and what rots together is the hearts of the people in the world.

After the snow fell, God was like a dumb fire, and the rain did not fall.

In addition to disaster relief, the court officials set up altars to worship, issued an edict to themselves, and prayed to God to forgive their mistakes.

I don't know if it's because of the lack of sincerity of this guilty edict, God not only didn't give any good face, but made a panicked vision.

About before and after the Qingming Festival, the strange pearl was born, the night sky like ink was reflected red like fire, the strange pearl hovered in the northwest Chongzhou land, and finally fell in the mountains, and then, the mountain fire raged for more than a month, Chongzhou was a scorched earth.

This mountain fire not only left scorched earth, but also like a loud slap in the face.

The official family naturally refused to easily admit that God was punishing him, so after the painstaking deduction of divination by the national teacher of the dynasty and the scholars of the Heavenly Prison, the imperial court finally got a desired result, it turned out that whether it was a great drought or a blizzard or the inexplicable mountain fire, it was because the country would have demons, and God would punish them with heaven.

Therefore, the imperial court ordered the state capitals to issue a decree, one of which was to summon capable people and strangers between the mountains and wilderness to eliminate the evil plague, to calm the anger of the heavens, and those who did not obey were put into prison, copied their rice and grain, and put them in the warehouse for disaster relief. Second, the officials of the state and county governments sent people, and those who could arrest the monsters were rewarded with 10,000 acres of gold and 100 acres of fertile land......

With such a grotesque writing, everyone can see that this is just a court official looking for a step for himself to maintain the last bit of dignity of the court, and it can't be true!

But no matter what the specifics are, the rewards and punishments in this text are really visible to people.

Therefore, in this already chaotic and bleak world, there are more ragged monks or Taoists who are not usually seen, and there are even people who call themselves chivalrous people with a rusty iron sword on their backs, which sounds happy, and the hungry and thin face and tightened trouser belt all tell people about the hardships and downfalls, and finally, the monster has never been found, but the person has fallen on the side of the road, so the ground is full of bones, and he is no longer lonely.

Unlike these people who were abandoned by the imperial court for the sake of decency, the yamen in the official palace sent people, but it was quite effective, and the digging out of the grave two corpses with white hair, or the woman with six fingers, became a means of soliciting merit.

Perhaps the court itself does not believe that there are any so-called monsters in this world, so that at first, when these ridiculous merit requests were presented, the court really rewarded them, so that those red-eyed poor servants became more and more intensified, and finally they didn't even distinguish between right and wrong......

That year, if Chen Baoer remembers correctly, it was the end of spring, and the old locust on the mountain bloomed half of the locust flowers miserably.

Two officials came early in the morning and said something to Grandpa, and after the two errands left in a menacing manner, the blind grandfather just sighed.

As for what the official came to do, Chen Baoer actually didn't care, he was busy tying a sickle with a bamboo pole, standing on a stool and preparing to cut a few bunches of acacia flowers mixed with some flour to use to steam cakes to eat.

The blind grandfather sat on the stump of a tree, with his blank eyes open, not knowing what he was looking at.

Chen Bao'er had little strength, and he was hungry in his stomach, so he accidentally stepped on the stool and fell down solidly, the bamboo pole smashed into the blind grandfather, and the sickle was impartially stuck in the back of the blind grandfather's neck, of course, the grandfather was invisible.

The blind grandfather strangely didn't come to coax Chen Bao'er, but just pushed away the bamboo pole on his body and asked Chen Bao'er: "Baby, how long has it been since anyone came to the mountain?"

Chen Bao'er scratched her head with a sad face: "Grandpa, except for the official errand, no one has gone up the mountain for a long time, and we have no food!"

The blind grandfather was silent.

In the evening, Grandpa ate half of the acacia cake, and only told Bao'er that he wanted to go down the mountain to see, Bao'er went to pick him up, but was pushed away by the blind Grandpa: "Although Grandpa is blind, the way down the mountain has already been walked thousands of times, and it is engraved in my mind!"

Bao'er asked, "What is Grandpa going to do when he goes down the mountain?"

Grandpa said: "The poor master in the county wants to let Grandpa catch a few monsters to calm the wrath of the sky!"

Bao'er smiled: "Where did you come from, Grandpa actually wants to go down the mountain to beg for some rations to live, right?"

Grandpa didn't speak, but found his pathfinder stick behind the door.

Bao'er was a little anxious, and pulled Grandpa's sleeve: "Does Grandpa have to go at night?"

Grandpa hesitated for a long time, rubbed Bao'er's hair, and only said that Bao'er would take out the package in the house, and Bao'er went as he said, and when he came out, he wanted to ask Grandpa how long it would take to come back, but the yard was already empty.

The night Grandpa left, the moonlight was red and bewitching.

Bao'er stayed under the moon for a night, but Grandpa didn't come back, but the oil lamp in the house had been extinguished.

After waiting to no avail, Chen Baoer was curious and opened the package that Grandpa had packed, but there were only two broken books inside.

Bao'er panicked for a moment, and he finally reacted, this package was actually left to him by Grandpa, half of "Earth Xuandu" and half of "Tianyu Sutra".

It was because of these two broken books that Grandpa was regarded as a living immortal by the people under the mountain, as for where Grandpa got these two books, Bao'er never knew, and Grandpa never talked about it.

Bao'er ran down the mountain like crazy, but on the halfway up the mountain, he saw that the official who came to the mountain before was dead, and his distorted face made Bao'er's fear in his heart heavier and heavier.

Did Grandpa already know that these two poor people would die, so he was in a hurry to go down the mountain......

Bao'er didn't dare to think about it, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and ran all the way down the mountain, in the village below the mountain, there was the same dead silence, and those who died were so wide-eyed, as if they were waiting for Chen Bao'er's arrival.

Bao'er found Grandpa next to a dry well, Grandpa's appearance was more miserable than all the people Bao'er saw on the road, his teeth were full of blood stains, the tip of his tongue was bitten, his fingers were rotten, and he was also rotten, as well as the demon-suppressing ruler in Grandpa's hand that had been used for a lifetime......

Chen Bao'er has always wondered why Grandpa insisted on going down the mountain that night, and why Grandpa seemed to have expected the two officials to die, or maybe Grandpa even realized that he would die, including himself......

No matter which point of these, Bao'er can't figure it out!

But Grandpa is Grandpa in the end, Grandpa is a living immortal, and he Chen Bao'er is not a ...... after all