Dad lit a cigarette, as if he was comforting his mother, and at the same time he was comforting himself: "Let's go when you are 15 years old, there are still many years left at the age of 15, boys want to be independent, when I am 13 years old, I will help others Work. Besides, it's boring for boys to stay in front of their parents. You see, Mrs. He's eldest son in the next village has a bright future. I heard that he is a high-ranking official in the city, but the eldest son is not, so he left home early to study Now that I have time to come back often, I think if you want Sanwaer, you can be an apprentice to Master Jiang."
Want to live in this village with your son until the age of 15? It's just that I can't always serve my parents in the future. When my mother heard these words, she breathed a sigh of relief. She agrees with my father. Although she did not understand what a bright future a Taoist priest could have, Master Jiang was capable. Not fake. "Yeah, since Master Jiang said so, I'm relieved. You know, the child is still young, just leave me, my heart really hurts more than cutting meat. Sanwaer, in the future, Master Jiang is your master, even if you don't listen to your parents, you have to listen to your master and learn your own skills." My mother also comforted me gently. Anyway, for me, becoming Old Man Jiang's apprentice is a sure thing after all. True, the soldiers of the Red Army were short-lived. I pretended to take a deep sigh, this is the default, parting after the age of 15, because it's too far, I don't feel anything. "Fuck." Dad couldn't help but hit me when he saw my old-fashioned look, but no matter what, the thorns in his heart and mother's heart were finally pulled out. "We'll talk about Sanwa'er's apprenticeship in a few days. It is essential to choose an auspicious day. Right now, we still have to solve the second sister's affairs. Tomorrow Sanwa'er will go to the village. Stay with me. Since you became a teacher, you There are a lot of things to learn, but I still have one thing to do." Old Man Jiang said lightly. When she heard that she was going to do things with old man Jiang tomorrow, her mother was frightened, but she did not dare to disturb old man Jiang's affairs. Under the repeated orders of old man Jiang, she brought some things to old man Jiang. . Old man Jiang took these things and started to get busy in the yard. As his apprentice, I had to watch. If I dared not to sleep so late before, my father had to beat me to death, but today I have Master's cover. , my parents had to keep me watching. Gradually, I saw clearly what Old Man Jiang was going to do. He's making lanterns! I have to admit that Old Man Jiang's hands are quite flexible. A lantern is very delicate, but the style is a bit special. It's the kind of long white lantern that feels like it's hanging in front of a coffin. After making the lantern, Mr. Jiang took a closer look, and then he was satisfied to pick up the cinnabar pen to write and draw on the lantern. I couldn't help being curious and asked, "Old... Master, what are you doing with lanterns? Play with me?" "You want to play with this? Since you like the soul lantern, then take it." Mr. Jiang smiled and was about to put the lantern in my hand. Step back step by step, the soul lamp is not a good thing, I am crazy playing this. "Master, what's the use of this?" After maintaining a proper safety distance, I couldn't help but become curious.
"This is to guide your second sister's soul. Your second sister has one soul and four souls. She has been lost for a few days. If you don't need a soul lamp, I'm afraid that you won't be able to find it. With the soul lamp to guide the way, your second sister's soul will meet on the way back. It's a lot easier." Old man Jiang explained to me while carefully drawing on the soul lamp with cinnabar, "In my eyes, the things he painted are like ghosts, and I don't know what ghosts are."
"Want to ask what I painted?" Mr. Jiang turned his head and asked me, as if I had a thirst for knowledge in his place, which was a very happy thing for him. Mr. Jiang asked me, and I nodded quickly. I'm actually curious as to why writing and drawing something does magic to those things. "Ghosts are different from the light we see. It doesn't mean that people can see ghosts with bright lights. What I drew here is a kind of incarnation rune, which is to convert yang fire into ghost qi. You see yin fire, except for In addition to these runes, some lamp oil also has this effect, but you can't take it out of your house." Mr. Jiang explained in great detail, and the more and more I felt that Mr. Jiang's ability was too mysterious. . After painting the lantern, Old Man Jiang kicked my ass and said, "Go to bed early and go to work in the countryside with me tomorrow." I'm not angry with the old ginger at all, I go to bed happily, and go to the countryside with him tomorrow, which means that I don't have to go to school tomorrow. After laughing three times, he suddenly felt that he was going to be Old Man Jiang's apprentice. Also a good thing. The next morning, I woke up. Children are always inexplicably curious about the unknown, but their fears are much less. That's why I was haunted by hundreds of ghosts that day, I was just weak and didn't lose my soul. Because I'm still young, I'm not afraid of anything except some very special things. If there were no fear, peace of mind, and a positive vibe, those lonely ghosts would be powerless to me for a while. The second sister's situation is different. She was so afraid of female ghosts that her soul was squeezed out. She struggles all by will, so it makes sense that she loses her soul when she's afraid. Fear of the soul can make the soul uncertain, or it can simply be understood as wanting to run away. Don't gossip, I got up excitedly, only to find that Mr. Jiang was already in the yard. At this time, he was practicing boxing. I didn't know he was doing Tai Chi at the time. Practicing in the yard, I couldn't help but be drawn. After playing for a while, Mr. Jiang opened his eyes and saw me at the same time. He was not surprised, wiped his sweat and said, "I did Tai Chi just now, does it look good?" "Well, it just looks weak." "Hehe, Taijiquan is about the combination of rigidity and softness. There is a university problem when you pause between fists and feet. I have used it for a lifetime, and I don't know if I can practice Taiji well once, do you know that, kid?" Mr. Jiang was not angry at all. What do children who don't understand care about? After breakfast, old man Jiang took me out. When meeting curious people in the village, Jiang Lao always replied that I was already his godson. As for why, he asked them to ask my parents.
After all, I want to stay here until I'm 15. There is no reason to do it, but Old Man Jiang is too lazy to think about the reason. Pushed the curiosity of these people to my parents.
The mountain village in October is often shrouded in dense fog in the morning, but when old man Jiang and I walked into the countryside, the dense fog had completely dissipated. We were walking on the country road, paying attention to other people's fields and surrounding areas. Old man Jiang was looking at the big girl who passed by occasionally, and finally looked at me for the first time. He said quite seriously: "Sanwa'er, I know the ghosts came because of you, but I don't know the specific process, now you have to take me to the place where you first met them, and then you have to put the What happened that night. Tell me word for word." Seeing that old man Jiang was so serious, how could I dare to neglect him, and hurriedly told old man Jiang everything that happened that night, including my dreams. After listening to my words, Mr. Jiang snorted a few times in surprise, then pulled me over again, tore off my collar, and looked at the back of my head carefully. In fact, I always knew I had a birthmark on the back of my head. It was blood red and looked like an eye, but as I got older, the birthmark faded and now only a shadow remains. ? "Unfortunate child, since he opened his eyes unintentionally, this kind of spiritual feeling is rare." Speaking of this, Mr. Jiang couldn't help sighing. I looked at Mr. Jiang in confusion, but this time, Mr. Jiang didn't seem to want to explain it to me, but let me take it directly and go straight to the cemetery. With my vague memory, I took Mr. Jiang everywhere to find the place where I slept that night. Unfortunately, it was too late that day. I just walked around and searched for a while before I found it. . After seeing the familiar bamboo forest and the cemetery not far from the bamboo forest again, although it was broad daylight, I felt a chill in my heart. "Sanwaer, listen carefully, you can think that this is the ordinary scenery in your heart now, and look at it normally. Or you can pity the desolation after death, or you can recite the words you have learned and concentrate on it. Just don't Showing a hint of cowardice, even if it is a landslide, you should be calm." Seeing my cowardice, Mr. Jiang couldn't help but tell me very seriously. But at this time, I am very sensitive. I couldn't help scratching the corner of Mr. Jiang's shirt. For the first time, I shouted sincerely: "Master, is there any danger? You want to tell me this?" "What's the danger? I'm telling you this to make you remember that under any circumstances, you can't be timid, you must stay awake, understand?" Holding my hand, I went straight to the bamboo forest. Because it was so late that night, I couldn't see clearly. When I looked at it today, I found out that the bamboo forest I entered that day was a gentle slope, and the cemetery was under the gentle slope, and there was a bamboo forest on the other side of the cemetery. There is a small steep cliff at the back, and there is only one road leading directly to this cemetery. There are no fields around this cemetery. I was at the edge of this bamboo forest that day, near the road leading to the cemetery. My dad and others found me down that road. Take me out of the bamboo forest. Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on my forehead, but when I thought of Old Man Jiang's warning, I quickly shifted my attention and used all my strength to memorize the text. With full concentration, I gradually calmed down.
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My years as a Taoist
Mystery / ThrillerA child, haunted by ghosts from birth, has bad luck. However, he is accepted as an apprentice by a monk, which opens the door to mysterious events and leads to an unimaginable series of events as a result.
