Taboo Master
Chapter 13
Chapter 13
When I got home, I told my grandpa the whole story, and my grandpa sighed and said: I have done my own crimes, so I can’t live.
I hurriedly asked my grandfather the reason, and my grandfather said, if the appearance of the monster is not wrong, it is not Pixiu, it should be a variant of the ancient mythical beast Xiezhi, the two-tailed Xiezhi.
According to the legend, Xiezhi can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, loyalty and traitor. The ancestors are similar in temperament and can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, but they are violent by nature and unruly.
The mean teahouse owner mistakenly enshrined Xiezhi, who distinguishes loyalty from traitors and punishes good and evil, as a Pixiu that attracts wealth and treasures at home. Naturally, he will lose his fortune. Bad business is just the beginning. As long as Xiezhi doesn't leave, the future The boss will definitely have greater retribution.
Only then did I suddenly understand that the monster last night was going to avenge the boss, but what happened to the ghost in the clock?
Grandpa laughed and said, that evil ghost looks tattered, with thin head and thighs, it should be a greedy ghost, also called a miser, this kind of ghost likes to find people who are as stingy as the owner of the teahouse, and then go to the house to suck The wealth of his family is usually not harmful.
Maybe it's because of this that the Haechi got along with him, but last night I had no intention of breaking the miser's good deed, so it wanted to kill me, and that's why the two-tailed Haechi came to my rescue.
What I heard was a cold sweat, yesterday I used the Zhenzi formula to trap the double-tailed Xiezhi, thanks to its ability to break free by itself, otherwise, I would have been strangled to death by that miser at this time.
I looked at the broken jade on the table and said with emotion: "What a pity, if I hadn't trapped him with the Zhenzi formula, the jade would not have broken. Grandpa, do you think it will come back?"
Grandpa shook his head: "It's hard to say, but I think that although this piece of jade is ordinary in appearance, the aura contained in it is unusual. You should keep it on your body first, maybe it will be useful in the future. If that piece of jade The beast has nowhere to go, maybe it will come back sooner or later."
I held the jade in my hand, looked at the crack on it, and thought to myself, will I see it again?
"By the way, there is something at home that I don't need now, so take it with you."
Grandpa suddenly said this without thinking, and then took out a small package from the cabinet under the bed, opened it layer by layer, and took out a blood-red ring from a small wooden box .
"What is this, a ring?" I looked curiously at the blood-red ring in Grandpa's hand, which seemed to be neither gold nor silver, but a bit like jade.
Grandpa corrected: "This is a blood jade finger, you don't need to ask so much, it will be beneficial to you if you wear it. Remember, even if you lose an arm, you must never lose this finger."
Seeing Grandpa's solemn expression, I nodded subconsciously, put the wrench on my finger, and looked around, but felt that the blood-red ring looked a little weird.
"Grandpa, can I not wear it on my wrist all the time? You know, I'm going to school, I'm going to wear this in class, people will think I'm crazy"
Grandpa thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay, what you said is right, but remember, don't let it leave your side, and wear it on your hand when you are in danger."
I nodded with a vague understanding, but I thought in my heart, what kind of treasure is this?
Finally came the day of school, I bid farewell to my grandfather again, packed my bags, and returned to school with the harvest of this summer vacation to continue my high school life.
I put the broken jade pendant in my schoolbag, and I used a chain bought for ten yuan to tie the grandfather's blood jade finger, and hung it around my neck. It's cold, and it's very comfortable to stick to the body in this summer.
About one month into school, I inadvertently learned that the teahouse had closed, about a week after I left the teahouse.
No one knows the exact reason, but I think it may be that after the Xiezhi left, the miser went back. It sucked up all the wealth of the teahouse owner's family, so it's no wonder that the shop didn't close down.
In fact, even if there is no miser, depending on the character of the boss, sooner or later he will end up closing down. I always believe that there is justice in this world, just like that day, I did not report him, but there will naturally be reports on him Man, this is retribution.
The life of the school is still monotonous, and nothing has changed because of this holiday. My studies have never stopped. Except for the necessary homework every day, the rest of the time, according to my grandfather's instructions, is used to practice writing second words.
This character is simpler than the first character Zhen, without so many strokes, but the power in it seems to be stronger, so that when I write this character, it takes more energy than that character Zhen, but I am naturally Stubbornness, the more difficult it is, the more ruthless I will be. Anyway, there are not many students boarding in the school. After class every day, I still have plenty of time.
The dormitory of this school is very simple, with only two floors. After all, this is only a high school in a county town. The people living here are children like me from distant villages, and a few teachers who live in the school. There is nothing wrong with it. People, at that time, did not have so many entertainment methods as today. After nightfall, except for some hard-working students who would turn on the lamp to read at night, almost everyone went to bed early.
For example, my roommate Jia Liang, this guy is a top student. He started to study hard when he was just a sophomore in high school, and he didn't go to bed until late at night every day.
Of course, although I have never known what it is to study hard, I am one of the people who turn on the lamp in the middle of the night. However, they are reading at night, but I am ruthless at every word of a picture, but I don’t know how many times I have written it. , but always can't write this word in one go, and every time halfway through writing, I feel powerless and hard to concentrate. Compared with the previous "town" tactic, it is indeed much more difficult.
Whenever this happens, Jia Liang will cast a strange look at me. From his point of view, I don’t sleep in the middle of the night, I don’t study, I’m a waste of time and I have brain problems.
But do other people's eyes matter?I think it is not important at all compared to my life that is passing by quickly. You can have a lot of things to study and live in the future, marry a wife and have children, and enjoy the rest of your life. I don’t know how many years are left in my life. I want to learn, is it useful?
In this way, I persisted for a few months, writing until late at night every day before falling asleep. Although I was very tired, I could still write this word in sevens and eighties. Seeing it, it was probably only two or three of the last. pen.
In the process, he also vaguely recognized the word, as if it was a word for "drive".
One night, I turned off the lights and was about to fall asleep in a daze, but was suddenly awakened by a shrill cat meowing from outside the window.
I opened my eyes and listened attentively, but the dormitory was quiet, the moonlight shone through the windows, and the bed was pale, but the scream just now seemed to appear in a dream, and there was no more movement.
"Damn wild cat, do you want to go into heat in autumn?"
I muttered dissatisfiedly, turned over, and prepared to sleep again.
In fact, this is not a big deal. There are many stray cats and dogs wandering around our school, especially these cats, who have already experienced their power in the spring. For countless nights, the barking is really a lingering, heart-piercing Split lungs, there is a tendency to unify the campus.
But now that the summer vacation has just ended for two months, it is autumn, these cats, what are they doing so well?Is it not enough to make a fuss about spring, but also make a fuss about autumn?
Just as I was thinking about this, a cat meowed again from a distance. It was almost exactly the same as the one just now. It was extremely tragic, as if someone had trampled on its tail, and it was like calling a soul.
It's really annoying.
The next day, I went to bed early after experiencing the torture of cat meowing all night. After all, I was not in good spirits, so I couldn’t write that word.
However, when I was sleeping soundly, there was suddenly another shrill meow. The meow was a few times higher than yesterday, and it was several times more miserable. It was like being tortured and killed by someone. as dead.
There were several beeps in succession, I couldn't bear it anymore, quietly got up and got out of bed, and woke up Jia Liang who was sleeping across from me, he opened his eyes in a daze, saw me standing in front of his bed in the middle of the night, and was startled Jump, and asked me: "You kid doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, why did you call me?"
I motioned him to stop talking, then pointed out the window, and asked in a low voice, "Listen, are cats meowing outside?"
"The meow?" He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, looked at me strangely and said, "Are you sleepy? Where did the meow come from? Why didn't I hear it?"
I was taken aback at the time, it was strange, he couldn't hear the meow?
(End of this chapter)
When I got home, I told my grandpa the whole story, and my grandpa sighed and said: I have done my own crimes, so I can’t live.
I hurriedly asked my grandfather the reason, and my grandfather said, if the appearance of the monster is not wrong, it is not Pixiu, it should be a variant of the ancient mythical beast Xiezhi, the two-tailed Xiezhi.
According to the legend, Xiezhi can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, loyalty and traitor. The ancestors are similar in temperament and can distinguish right from wrong, good from evil, but they are violent by nature and unruly.
The mean teahouse owner mistakenly enshrined Xiezhi, who distinguishes loyalty from traitors and punishes good and evil, as a Pixiu that attracts wealth and treasures at home. Naturally, he will lose his fortune. Bad business is just the beginning. As long as Xiezhi doesn't leave, the future The boss will definitely have greater retribution.
Only then did I suddenly understand that the monster last night was going to avenge the boss, but what happened to the ghost in the clock?
Grandpa laughed and said, that evil ghost looks tattered, with thin head and thighs, it should be a greedy ghost, also called a miser, this kind of ghost likes to find people who are as stingy as the owner of the teahouse, and then go to the house to suck The wealth of his family is usually not harmful.
Maybe it's because of this that the Haechi got along with him, but last night I had no intention of breaking the miser's good deed, so it wanted to kill me, and that's why the two-tailed Haechi came to my rescue.
What I heard was a cold sweat, yesterday I used the Zhenzi formula to trap the double-tailed Xiezhi, thanks to its ability to break free by itself, otherwise, I would have been strangled to death by that miser at this time.
I looked at the broken jade on the table and said with emotion: "What a pity, if I hadn't trapped him with the Zhenzi formula, the jade would not have broken. Grandpa, do you think it will come back?"
Grandpa shook his head: "It's hard to say, but I think that although this piece of jade is ordinary in appearance, the aura contained in it is unusual. You should keep it on your body first, maybe it will be useful in the future. If that piece of jade The beast has nowhere to go, maybe it will come back sooner or later."
I held the jade in my hand, looked at the crack on it, and thought to myself, will I see it again?
"By the way, there is something at home that I don't need now, so take it with you."
Grandpa suddenly said this without thinking, and then took out a small package from the cabinet under the bed, opened it layer by layer, and took out a blood-red ring from a small wooden box .
"What is this, a ring?" I looked curiously at the blood-red ring in Grandpa's hand, which seemed to be neither gold nor silver, but a bit like jade.
Grandpa corrected: "This is a blood jade finger, you don't need to ask so much, it will be beneficial to you if you wear it. Remember, even if you lose an arm, you must never lose this finger."
Seeing Grandpa's solemn expression, I nodded subconsciously, put the wrench on my finger, and looked around, but felt that the blood-red ring looked a little weird.
"Grandpa, can I not wear it on my wrist all the time? You know, I'm going to school, I'm going to wear this in class, people will think I'm crazy"
Grandpa thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay, what you said is right, but remember, don't let it leave your side, and wear it on your hand when you are in danger."
I nodded with a vague understanding, but I thought in my heart, what kind of treasure is this?
Finally came the day of school, I bid farewell to my grandfather again, packed my bags, and returned to school with the harvest of this summer vacation to continue my high school life.
I put the broken jade pendant in my schoolbag, and I used a chain bought for ten yuan to tie the grandfather's blood jade finger, and hung it around my neck. It's cold, and it's very comfortable to stick to the body in this summer.
About one month into school, I inadvertently learned that the teahouse had closed, about a week after I left the teahouse.
No one knows the exact reason, but I think it may be that after the Xiezhi left, the miser went back. It sucked up all the wealth of the teahouse owner's family, so it's no wonder that the shop didn't close down.
In fact, even if there is no miser, depending on the character of the boss, sooner or later he will end up closing down. I always believe that there is justice in this world, just like that day, I did not report him, but there will naturally be reports on him Man, this is retribution.
The life of the school is still monotonous, and nothing has changed because of this holiday. My studies have never stopped. Except for the necessary homework every day, the rest of the time, according to my grandfather's instructions, is used to practice writing second words.
This character is simpler than the first character Zhen, without so many strokes, but the power in it seems to be stronger, so that when I write this character, it takes more energy than that character Zhen, but I am naturally Stubbornness, the more difficult it is, the more ruthless I will be. Anyway, there are not many students boarding in the school. After class every day, I still have plenty of time.
The dormitory of this school is very simple, with only two floors. After all, this is only a high school in a county town. The people living here are children like me from distant villages, and a few teachers who live in the school. There is nothing wrong with it. People, at that time, did not have so many entertainment methods as today. After nightfall, except for some hard-working students who would turn on the lamp to read at night, almost everyone went to bed early.
For example, my roommate Jia Liang, this guy is a top student. He started to study hard when he was just a sophomore in high school, and he didn't go to bed until late at night every day.
Of course, although I have never known what it is to study hard, I am one of the people who turn on the lamp in the middle of the night. However, they are reading at night, but I am ruthless at every word of a picture, but I don’t know how many times I have written it. , but always can't write this word in one go, and every time halfway through writing, I feel powerless and hard to concentrate. Compared with the previous "town" tactic, it is indeed much more difficult.
Whenever this happens, Jia Liang will cast a strange look at me. From his point of view, I don’t sleep in the middle of the night, I don’t study, I’m a waste of time and I have brain problems.
But do other people's eyes matter?I think it is not important at all compared to my life that is passing by quickly. You can have a lot of things to study and live in the future, marry a wife and have children, and enjoy the rest of your life. I don’t know how many years are left in my life. I want to learn, is it useful?
In this way, I persisted for a few months, writing until late at night every day before falling asleep. Although I was very tired, I could still write this word in sevens and eighties. Seeing it, it was probably only two or three of the last. pen.
In the process, he also vaguely recognized the word, as if it was a word for "drive".
One night, I turned off the lights and was about to fall asleep in a daze, but was suddenly awakened by a shrill cat meowing from outside the window.
I opened my eyes and listened attentively, but the dormitory was quiet, the moonlight shone through the windows, and the bed was pale, but the scream just now seemed to appear in a dream, and there was no more movement.
"Damn wild cat, do you want to go into heat in autumn?"
I muttered dissatisfiedly, turned over, and prepared to sleep again.
In fact, this is not a big deal. There are many stray cats and dogs wandering around our school, especially these cats, who have already experienced their power in the spring. For countless nights, the barking is really a lingering, heart-piercing Split lungs, there is a tendency to unify the campus.
But now that the summer vacation has just ended for two months, it is autumn, these cats, what are they doing so well?Is it not enough to make a fuss about spring, but also make a fuss about autumn?
Just as I was thinking about this, a cat meowed again from a distance. It was almost exactly the same as the one just now. It was extremely tragic, as if someone had trampled on its tail, and it was like calling a soul.
It's really annoying.
The next day, I went to bed early after experiencing the torture of cat meowing all night. After all, I was not in good spirits, so I couldn’t write that word.
However, when I was sleeping soundly, there was suddenly another shrill meow. The meow was a few times higher than yesterday, and it was several times more miserable. It was like being tortured and killed by someone. as dead.
There were several beeps in succession, I couldn't bear it anymore, quietly got up and got out of bed, and woke up Jia Liang who was sleeping across from me, he opened his eyes in a daze, saw me standing in front of his bed in the middle of the night, and was startled Jump, and asked me: "You kid doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, why did you call me?"
I motioned him to stop talking, then pointed out the window, and asked in a low voice, "Listen, are cats meowing outside?"
"The meow?" He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, looked at me strangely and said, "Are you sleepy? Where did the meow come from? Why didn't I hear it?"
I was taken aback at the time, it was strange, he couldn't hear the meow?
(End of this chapter)
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