My master is Uncle Jiu

My name is Chen Shan, and I am an authentic rural baby in Xiangzhou.

I haven't seen my father and mother since I was born, and it was my grandfather who raised me, but when I was eighteen years old, I had a fever for four days in a row, and when I was brought to the hospital, I was diagnosed with stem cell deterioration, and it was already an advanced stage of blood cancer.

Life is short, and he can live for half a year at most.

Knowing this result, my whole body was about to collapse, I didn't expect that at a young age, I would suffer from cancer and be sentenced to death by fate.

And in those days, the medical conditions were very poor, and there was basically no salvation for cancer.

"Eighteen years old is your life and death, and you really can't escape it." Grandpa took a puff of dry tobacco and looked at me with a bitter face.

This sounds strange to me.

Dare to love grandpa, I have long known that I can only live to be seventeen years old.

"But grandson, don't worry, no one can take your life."

Grandpa paced back and forth in the house with his hands behind his back, and smoked two large puffs of dry tobacco before he said to me, "You clean up, grandpa will take you to meet someone, she may be able to save your life." "

I'm already in the advanced stage of blood cancer, if it weren't for the gods, who would have the ability to save me?

But Grandpa said it very seriously, and he didn't mean to joke at all.

I simply packed a few clothes and left our village at noon that day, and on the way I asked my grandfather, "Grandpa, where are you going to take me?" "

Fenghuai Village!"

Grandpa said as he walked, urging me to go quickly.

I was lonely in my heart, I knew all the mountain villages within a radius of ten miles, but I really hadn't heard of Fenghuai Village.

The road led by my grandfather was also very desolate, and I walked over the mountains and mountains for three or four hours, and I didn't mean to stop.

When we were about to set over the sunset in the west, we came to a small mountain village.

Grandpa paused and looked around, and said to me excitedly: "Chen Shan, this is Fenghuai Village." "

I noticed a stone monument erected at the entrance of the village.

The stele is dilapidated and old, and the stone skin has faded several layers, but there are three words engraved on the stele.

Fenghuai Village!

Looking at the stone monument, I raised my eyes and looked into the village.

At the entrance of the village, there is an arch with carved beams and paintings, which looks very old and quaint, and there are two red lanterns hanging from it, swaying in the dark, making it even more eerie.

The houses in the village are all blue brick houses.

But it was unusually quiet, and no villagers could be heard, not even the barking of cats and dogs.

Moreover, the village is surrounded by a white mist like a light veil.

Looking at my eyes made me feel terrified, I felt creepy, I don't know if it was an illusion, I looked carefully at the village of Fenghuai, and found that it looked like a coffin.

And the stone tablet at the entrance of the village looks like a tombstone.

"Grandpa, this Huai Village is gloomy, how does it look like a coffin?" I couldn't help but ask.

Grandpa glared when he heard this, and told me not to talk nonsense.

But he told me with a solemn expression, "Don't look at it when you enter Fenghuai Village, don't talk nonsense, Chen Shan, just follow your grandfather closely." "

Grandpa is a gentleman, he can see feng shui to drive away evil spirits, he said this, I kept an eye on it.

As soon as I stepped into the village, the white mist was surging under my feet.

Immediately afterwards, a wave of yin qi rushed to my face, making me shiver and shiver.

This village is very gloomy...

I have been with my grandfather since I was a child, and I know some of the doorways, this Fenghuai Village is eerie, lifeless, and not suitable for living life at all.

How can the person grandpa is looking for stay in such a place?

I looked suspicious as I followed my grandfather and couldn't help but glance at the houses around me.

It had just sunset, and there was still afterglow in the sky, and it was not completely dark, but the village was very dark, and the surrounding houses were all closed, and there was not a single villager in sight on the street.

And I noticed that there was an incense burner at the door of every house, with incense sticks inserted, and paper money burned next to it.

A gust of wind blew, and the unburned paper money floated into the air.

Looking, I frowned.

According to rural Xi, only on the fifteenth day of the first month of the month, or the half of July, the day when the ghost gate is opened, paper and incense will be burned, and the ancestors and the dead will be sacrificed at the door of the house.

But today, it's only June 12.

Suppressing the loneliness in my heart, I raised my eyes and glanced at the villagers' houses.

Looking into the room from the window, the lighting inside was lit with a white candle.

There are two kinds of candles, white and red, but the white candles are lit for the dead, how can the villagers of this widow's village use this kind of candle for lighting?

At this moment, there was suddenly another person in the window.

It was a little girl of seven or eight years old, dressed in red clothes and with a disheveled hair, and glaring at me with very cold eyes.

Outside, the house was covered in white fog and a gusty wind.

Under the backdrop of this atmosphere, she was suddenly glared at by the little girl in red, her cold hair was upside down, her legs were soft and her hands were soft.

And the little girl, at this time, raised the corners of her mouth and smiled evilly at me.

It scared the hell out of me.

hurriedly turned around and didn't dare to look, and followed closely by his grandfather's side.

There is a sense of evil and weirdness everywhere in this Huai Village, and I want to ask my grandfather, but I swallowed back the words that came to my mouth.

Glancing at my grandfather and seeing his calm face, I was much more down-to-earth.

As we walked, we came to the door of a blue brick house at the end of the village, and my grandfather paused, looked at it a few times, and then walked over and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

There was a very vicissitudes of sound coming from inside the room.

"Luo Pozi, I'm Chen Wei, I don't know if you remember?" Grandpa said as he stood in the doorway.

"Come in!"

Grandpa pushed the door open and walked in first, followed by me.

But looking inside, it made my pupils constrict.

In the hall of Mrs. Luo's house, there are several paper coffins, I counted seven paper coffins, all of which are placed horizontally, and in front of the paper coffin, there is an old man squatting.

Shabby clothes, full of gray hair, with their backs to us.

When I saw it, I exclaimed, 'Ah'.

The white-haired old driver turned his head suddenly, and what appeared in front of me was a wrinkled face, like the bark of an old tree, gloomy, staring at me deadly.

This scared me half to death, and I quickly hid behind my grandfather.

When grandpa saw this, he smiled and said: "Mother-in-law Luo, this is my grandson Chen Shan, I have never seen anything in the world, and I am timid."

"The grandson of the Chen family?"

The white-haired old man stood up, looked at me and smiled: "Stand up and show the old woman." "

So this old woman is the person Grandpa is looking for?

But it's too penetrating, isn't it?

I've seen a lot of old women, but it's the first time I've seen such an old, skinny old man.

The rickety body is only a layer of crumpled skin.

I was almost scared half to death just now.

Grandpa pushed me out, and I hurriedly said, "Hello grandma." The

old woman looked at me, showed a mouth full of yellow teeth and nodded, "You've grown so big, when I saw you, I remember that I was only about half a year old." "

Mrs. Luo."

Grandpa sighed at this time: "You are right, my grandson is eighteen years old, and it is really his life and death." I

was horrified to hear that.

It turned out that my grandfather had known for a long time that I would suffer from blood cancer at the age of eighteen, and my life would be short.

And I was only half a year old at the time.

me, there are still such amazing people in this world?

Real people don't show their faces.

"Grandma, I have blood cancer, can you really save my life?" I asked expectantly.

Luo Pozi stared at me without speaking, and only when she looked me creepy did she say, "Your life is not as simple as blood cancer."

These words made my mind roar, and my heart set off a wave of turmoil.

It's not blood cancer, so what's it?

"What do you mean by that?" Grandpa asked anxiously.

Mrs. Luo looked at me and then at her grandfather, and said with a gloomy face: "Ask too much, die quickly, and no one will be able to protect you then." With

that, she turned and walked away.

Leaned over and walked inside.

Grandpa gave me a look, and we followed, and came to another room, and I looked around, and the door was a red lacquered wooden door, and there were two red lanterns hanging in the doorway.

The old woman pushed the door and walked in, pointed to the ground under her feet, and said in a vicissitudes of voice: "Dig up the ground for half a meter, there are life-saving things for the grandson of the Chen family in it." "

Thank you." Grandpa thanked him gratefully.

Luo Pozi had a strange temper, her face was gloomy and she didn't speak, she turned around and left tremblingly.

And grandpa found a hoe and shovel in the house, and I immediately dug up to the ground according to Luo Pozi's instructions, so that grandpa could rest next to him, but I was lonely in my heart, why was the life-saving thing buried in the ground?

What is the friendship with grandpa?

After all, the things that can save my life must be very precious, but Luo Pozi didn't say a word, so she asked us to dig it, unless it was a fateful friendship.

But about the two of them, grandpa never mentioned it.

"Grandpa, what could have saved my life?" I couldn't help but ask.

Grandpa said, "Dig it and you'll know." "

I was young and strong, and it only took me ten minutes to dig a pit half a meter deep, and at this time something was dug up.

If you look closely, it looks like a coffin lid.

It's still very red.

This made my face look stunned, and my grandfather's brow furrowed, and then he asked me to keep digging and clean up the dirt.

He did as he was told, and cleaned up all the dirt.

Outcome.

What I dug up turned out to be a coffin, and it was as red as blood.