Taboo Master

Chapter 8 Summer Jobs
Life in high school seems to be no different from junior high school, the only difference is the surrounding living environment.Here is far away from the ravine, there are high-rise buildings, parks, Internet cafes, and karaoke halls. These are things I have never touched before. It is like a colorful world. For a while, I was dazzled.

However, after a long time, once this novelty wears off, I miss the joyful joy in the country, the warm big hands of my grandpa, and the stories he can never finish telling.

The days began to be dull. Fortunately, there was still a picture scroll and three big characters, enough to make me rack my brains.

The picture scroll is fine, every day I just need to open it in my spare time and go in for a swim. At first I was a little uncomfortable, but after a long time, I gradually integrated into the world in the picture scroll, the mountains, rivers, green trees and green grass, Everything seems to be right in front of my eyes. Whenever I come out of the painting, I will feel refreshed and clear and peaceful in my heart.

But those three big characters seem complicated and difficult to write, but if you copy them, there should be no problem, but only after you write them do you know that those characters are not only difficult to write, I can't even write half of them.No, to be precise, every time I concentrate on writing two or three strokes, I feel dizzy for a while, and even my blood is surging, and I can't even hold the pen, so I hurriedly entered the realm of the painting according to the instructions in my grandfather's letter , Let yourself wander among the green mountains and green waters for a while, and then gradually return to normal.

Gradually, I also discovered some rules, that is, every time I get out of the picture scroll and write, it will be easier to concentrate, and I can even write a few more strokes.

But I counted carefully, and there are dozens of strokes in the first character. If things go on like this, when will I be able to finish writing this character?No wonder my grandfather told me to write these three characters proficiently in three years. Now it seems that, let alone proficiency, it may take a while to write them completely.

Moreover, as I wrote more and more strokes, for some reason, the words I wrote seemed to have a kind of magical power. Whenever I looked at the half-formed small characters, I couldn't help gushing excitement, like It's like I can't wait to write this word.

So, I went crazy and used all my spare time to concentrate on writing this character, but the consequence of doing so was that my academic performance plummeted. The students around me began to think that I was practicing calligraphy, but they secretly saw me a few times. What was written was all weird strokes, so there was a lot of discussion, and a few better classmates gradually drifted away.

But this is not important. For me, how to write this word quickly is the most important thing. I am completely immersed in my own world.

In fact, no one knows my difficulties. I know that I was born into the Han family. From the moment I was born, I have been branded and cursed by the Han family. Mr. Ma’s words before he died, I have always engraved on them. In my mind, I have not forgotten for a moment.

Although I don't know why Grandpa still refuses to tell me the truth, I already know that although my life has just begun, my life is already counting down. I must hurry up, for my sake, and for the Han family.

In this way, after half a year, I was finally able to write this word in one breath. At that moment, I was extremely excited, holding up the piece of paper, looking at the words written on it that took thousands of times to succeed, I suddenly realized that I recognized it. the word.

This is a word for "town".

It's very strange, the writing method of this character is far from the simplified Zhen characters. I have read the characters written by my grandfather for half a year, but it is only now that I have written them with my own handwriting. I sensed the power contained in this word. Although I still don't know the word, I just know that it is the word "town".

Is this word the key to practicing the Han family's forbidden law?Or in other words, this is the first level of the forbidden law, the magic formula for breaking demons and ghosts?I think, although grandpa didn't say it, it should be so.

Soon, another holiday came, but I didn't go home to visit my grandpa, because my grandpa said that I was not allowed to go home for three years in high school.

This is actually only one of the reasons, and more importantly, I have to earn some living expenses during this holiday.

So, after some twists and turns, I found out that a tea room was recruiting tea waiters.

It was difficult to find waiters in this tea room before. It is said that the boss is not good and treats people harshly.Another reason is that the business of the tea room is very poor. It was better before, but in recent months, it can be described as deserted and deserted. Everyone said that if you go there, you may not even be able to pay your salary. .

But this is a good place for me, because since the business here is very poor, there are usually few customers, which means that I will have more time to practice calligraphy and look at paintings. It doesn't matter, anyway, I only plan to work there for a month, no matter what, I can bear it, right?

In this way, I came to that teahouse and became a waiter. The salary was basically 1000 yuan a month for food and lodging, but I offered to ask for only [-] yuan.I thought, in this case, no matter how harsh the boss is, he would be ashamed not to pay me, right?

The owner of the tea room is a little old man in his 50s, always sullen, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, which is indeed not very pleasing.Regarding my arrival, he didn't show anything, he just asked me to be more diligent, talk less and do more.

This is exactly what I want. If you work diligently, you will not make mistakes wherever you go.

So, from this day on, my part-time job career officially began.Every day I get up early, clean the tea room, mop the floor, wipe the table, open the doors and windows, hang up the cover, prepare hot water, tidy up inside and out, then sit down and rest, just waiting for customers to come to the door.

At this time, the boss was sitting at the counter, drinking tea, playing with a piece of jade, leisurely and at ease.

I prepared a small book, and when I was free, I practiced the word "town" on the table. Although the boss saw it strangely, he only thought I was studying. After all, I was a work-study program. Yes, only worked here for a month, so he didn't say anything.In this way, the days passed day by day, and no one noticed that I was just writing a word repeatedly in that notebook.

In fact, writing this word is also very exhausting. If I write it three or four times in one breath, I will feel dizzy. Fortunately, my grandfather's ancient painting is simply an energy field. Whenever I feel tired, I open the scroll. Go inside to recharge your energy.

The boss never chatters with me. Although he looks mean, he doesn’t talk too much. When he’s free, besides drinking tea, he just plays with his jade and mutters to himself, like chanting scriptures. , which makes me a little weird.

He seemed to be very fond of the jade. When he left the store after closing, he put it in the change drawer and locked it. But I was afraid of offending, so I never went to the counter, and I seldom confronted him, so I also It was never known what it was.

It's just that the business in this tea room is really bad. Although it gave me a lot of time to write, I also feel uneasy. After all, I work here, and if I have nothing to do all day, I will inevitably worry about eating for nothing.

But this doesn't seem to have anything to do with me. Anyway, I don't slack off in my work every day. As long as he doesn't deduct my salary and spends this month with peace of mind, everything will be fine.Moreover, after the boss leaves every night, I live in the store, and I am alone, unrestrained, and my life is very comfortable.

But after a few days, I discovered something that seemed a little unusual.

That was the fifth day I had just come to work in the tea room.

At night, I got up in a daze to pee. When I walked through the lobby, I felt that the surrounding temperature seemed a bit cold. I accidentally looked up and found that the clock hanging in the lobby had stopped at some point.

I looked at the time with my sleepy eyes open, and it happened to be eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

Probably, it was out of battery, so I turned around and walked away without even thinking about it. I will tell the boss tomorrow morning and just change the battery.

Early the next morning, because I was thinking about this matter in my heart, I went straight to the clock after getting up, trying to take it off, but when I saw it, I was stunned. The clock was walking smoothly, without stopping at all.

Strange, has the boss changed the battery?Impossible, the boss's house lives in the backyard of the tea room, and he usually comes to the store after eight o'clock, and it's not even seven o'clock now, and besides, the back door is closed tightly, and there is no sign of anyone coming in at all.

Puzzled, I raised my wrist to look at my small watch, but was stunned again. The time on the clock in the lobby was [-]:[-], and mine was already [-]:[-].

Just half an hour late.

I didn't think too much about it, maybe the battery was low last night, and I had to deal with it today, so the time is slow, right?

I took the clock out anyway, adjusted the time, then ran out and bought a battery, put it in, and hung it up again.

It was a trivial matter, and I then went to clean up and forgot about it.

However, when I packed everything up and the boss walked in unsteadily, he looked up at the clock, and his face immediately changed.

He asked me: "Today's clock, how is the time accurate?"

What do you mean, shouldn't the time of his clock be inaccurate?
(End of this chapter)