It was his dad who called.

I said a few words on the phone.

On the same day, Su Hongxin rushed back from other places.

As for the reason, his grandfather passed away.

The old man is old, eighty-nine years old, and several children and grandchildren take care of him inside and out on weekdays, and the family is also harmonious. But this old man has a not very good problem, he likes to drink a little wine, and he always has to drink a few cups every day; no, yesterday, while the family was not paying attention, the old man secretly drank the wine again, and the result was greedy for a cup, usually the children watched it tightly, and it was just a mouthful or two, it was really not enjoyable, this would be a few big sips, and the old man was drinking excitedly, the smile on the old man's face suddenly stiffened, the wine glass in his hand fell, the tongue was crooked, facing the wind, and he was planted on the stone ridge in front of the door, and his head was bleeding, and he was unconscious on the spot.

When everyone sent the person to the county hospital, all the brains flowed out, and they were not saved that night, and they were pulled back again, which was really unlucky.

There is no way, birth, old age, sickness and death, how can it be determined according to people's wishes, this is fate.

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My hometown is in the countryside, backed by the Qinling Mountains, and it is a little remote.

When he received the call, Su Hongxin rushed back without thinking about it.

You must know that in this family, the old man's most painful thing is the seven little characters, and Su Hongxin is the most favored;

But now this person says no, he doesn't, it's really in response to the old saying, people have good and bad luck. Su Hongxin thought that he would never see the old man again, and his heart was really blocked, and he heard that when the old man was leaving the hospital, he still called his nickname vaguely, which was even more unpleasant. Since answering the phone, he hasn't opened his mouth much, listless and like frosted eggplant.

The place where he stayed was not far from home, located in Shuzhong, and it was almost two or three hours away from coming back.

His grandmother left early, the old man suffered for most of his life, and saw that the hard days had passed, and finally survived to the end.

In Su Hongxin's vague impression, he only remembered that he was a very kind old man, who hugged him and kissed him, but as he grew older, his appearance gradually faded, and he could only occasionally look at the old photos he had collected in the past to find memories.

Since his grandmother passed away, the old man has become a person, and several children have become families, but they don't dare to go far, so they can take care of it from time to time, but they can't follow the old man's ass every day, they all have their own days to live, so in comparison, it is the diligence of their juniors to come back, Su Hongxin also plans to come back after his work is stable, and come back to honor the old man, but who has ever come up with this kind of thing.

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In the middle of the night.

Su Hongxin returned to the city.

Unfortunately, it was raining heavily at home, and the rain was so heavy that it was drenched on the head and face.

By the time we arrived at the old house, it was almost early in the morning.

When I entered the door, I saw that the light was on in the hall, the old man was placed in an ice coffin, and there was a pile of yellow paper burning on the ground.

Seeing Su Hongxin rushing back in the rain, he was drenched like a chicken in soup, and several elders were holding his hand and crying, saying that the old man was still thinking about him before leaving, which made Su Hongxin also tearful, and his heart was sour.

"Go, go back to the house first to change your clothes, sleep, and wait for the dawn to come back and kneel for your father!" Seeing that Su Hongxin didn't speak, his mother comforted him, most likely because he thought that his son would come back overnight, and he would definitely be tired, and he wanted him to rest.

The mourning hall has not had time to be arranged, and the remaining six sisters, who are either working in the field, or are already married, have come back, and the remaining four are farther away than him, and it is estimated that it will be tomorrow.

And his father and his third uncle went out to handle the funeral affairs for the old man, some funeral matters, and neighbors and relatives had to come to the door to ask for it, and they haven't come back yet.

There was an ice coffin in the lobby, and there was an offering table at the top, which was a shrine, and in it stood a swarthy knife, the blade of which was mottled and dotted with black rust, and the handle of the knife was tied with an old knife coat with dark hair and blackening, covered by a piece of red silk.

Su Hongxin changed his clothes and came out to look at the old man's face again, in fact, it is impossible to cry all the time, but the sadness in his heart can't get over, he will cry after crying, and his heart will feel empty.

"Why did you confiscate this knife? Didn't grandpa say before that when he left, he would take it?" But seeing that the "Soul Breaking Knife" was still in the hall, Su Hongxin subconsciously asked, the word "Soul Breaker" was a little unlucky at this time.

His mother only reacted and said, "You don't know, your grandfather won't let anyone touch this knife except you, and there are too many things to do today, and your father and they may forget about it!"

Su Hongxin didn't say anything, walked to the shrine, and took out the soul-breaking knife inside; this knife is not like the kind of torture knife used for execution on TV, with a broad blade and a thick ridge, a unilateral blade, the blade extends from the bottom to the bend, until the knife bend is cut obliquely upward, there are a few jagged barbs on the back of the knife, and the end of the handle is a rakshasa head, three feet and five inches, and the black knife body is covered with patches of black and red spots, and when the lamp shines, the slightest reflection is gone.

He'll have to take it.

The old man said before that when he passed away, this knife must be wrapped, otherwise it will be restless, it stands to reason that Su Hongxin is also a modern intellectual, but whether it is true or not, the old man's words will always be remembered in his heart, and he will do it, which can be regarded as the explanation of all the old men.

This knife can weigh more than 20 catties, Su Hongxin took it out, took the red silk on it with his other hand, and neatly wrapped the knife tightly.

Don't look at his appearance is delicate, with some bookish atmosphere, but when he goes back to the village, during the New Year's holidays, the village people invite the old man to kill pigs and sheep, and he does it; two hundred catties of domestic pigs, that is, they are not tied or tied, they are scattered, and they can't walk under his hands, these things are all taught to him by the old man, and the craftsmanship of the butchers in the past.

When the knife was wrapped, he turned around and went back to the back room.

This is the old man's house, and the old man's belongings have been searched out and packed in a box, and nothing will be left in a few days.

Su Hongxin sighed, was speechless, walked to the box and bent down to sort it out one by one, to see if there was anything to stay, which could be regarded as a thought.

He has basically seen this box of things, the clothes he has worn, some small objects he has made, and some old villain books, which were originally bought for him, but he didn't think that the old man himself liked it, what Jigong Chuan, Fengbo Pavilion, Hua Mulan, Yue Fei was born, and a small stack was piled up, thinking that it had been left for a long time, and it was damp, and the albums were yellowed and moldy.

Sort it out.

I'm packing it up.

Listen to the "ding" suddenly.

Su Hongxin saw that something was brought out, threw an arc in the air, and fell into the corner of the box, which happened to fall in a conspicuous place.

Look down.

It's a ring.

The ring is pitch black, and there is a strange pattern in the shape of a pupil printed on the ring, and the texture is dark red and gloomy, but Su Hongxin felt strange, he couldn't remember when the old man had such a thing, and he couldn't think of a famous name, so he didn't take it to heart, so he put it on his hand.

After sorting out a few objects, he stopped, and he didn't know if it was too tired to travel overnight, and when he came back, the sadness passed a lot, Su Hongxin only felt sleepy, and his eyelids were like fighting, drowsy, sleepy.

simply lay down on the old man's bed and fell asleep.

But who knew that he had just gone down, and before he could close his eyes, he got up again, staring at the ring on his hand with a pair of eyes, his mouth was dry, and his body froze, as if he was enchanted.

Seeing that the ring was faintly glowing with a strange brilliance at this moment, it was extremely unusual, in a trance, Su Hongxin only felt that the texture seemed to come to life, and it really became an eye, staring at him; at this moment, the world around Su Hongxin seemed to be flying away, and everything, as if it had been weathered for thousands of years, was weathered and dispersed in an instant, scattered into ashes and dust.

As far as the eye can see, there is infinite darkness.

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It's like falling into a bottomless purgatory.

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Terrible roars and screams poured in from all directions, as if wings covering the sky and the sun were stretched out to bring out the thunder of a hurricane; the gushing lava was like blood splashed from the earth, dyeing Su Hongxin's eyes red; in the darkness, there was something incredible, revealing a corner of the outline, like a creeping mountain; from the dark depths came a majestic trembling, like the beating heart of a giant beast......

Su Hongxin only felt as if he had been sucked into a black hole, and countless cries, screams, and wild laughter came from his ears...... It was as if there were countless ghosts whispering in his ear...... The deeper you fall......

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