My name is Ma Keke. My grandfather has always told me, "Ma Keke, you must believe in science. There is no A Piao in this world. You must learn cultural knowledge and become a scientist when you grow up."
Every time, he touched my head with sincerity and said with a sigh: "Don't be like grandpa, be Mr. Yin and Yang, and let people be careful behind your back for the rest of your life."
However, I still lived up to my grandfather's expectations and became a Yin-Yang man who showed people Feng Shui and drew talisman paper.
My grandfather is a blind man. He specializes in looking after things in the village. He pays attention to the good things, and looks after the garden during the white things. He doesn't care about any evil things or someone's lost things.
He pinched his hand and muttered a few words, and there was bound to be an outcome.
The newlyweds who get married after he calculates the date will not quarrel. He only needs to say that the cemetery with good feng shui will have good luck in the family and be promoted and make money within a few years after the burial.
No one in the village disrespects him, and his reputation is even higher than that of the village chief.
During holidays, weddings and funerals, his old man never had time to rest at home.
But the old man always calls himself, "The good-for-nothing Mr. Yin-Yang."
He always said, "If you are interested in science, you must believe in science."
But I once saw him chasing a man with a face like a kiwi fruit through the yard with a machete in his hand.
"Huang Pizi, don't run away. I'm short of a mink for the winter."
The man with a face as yellow as a kiwi fruit shouted aggrievedly as he ran, "It's been more than seventy years, haven't I asked you if I looked like a human being? You chase me and chop me down every time you see me." ?"
Grandpa shouted angrily, "Every time you come here, what are you talking about? Every time when I am sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, you always ask me in my ear, do you think I look like your father?"
"I'm your father!! Besides, I'm blind, so I'll just ask for a seal."
This scene left a great shock in my young heart.
Later, in my life journey, when I saw the kiwi fruit in the supermarket, I thought of the figure of my grandfather chasing Huang Pizi with a machete under the moonlight. He was so strong that he didn't look like a blind man.
Once upon a time, I also asked my grandfather about the yellow man's quest for a title.
Grandpa just looked at me in disbelief, "Ma Ke, you can't even recognize your second uncle? That is your second uncle who has been mentally ill for ten years and always fantasizes that he is a yellow-skinned man."
Second uncle? Huangpizijing?
I almost believed it at the time.
If I hadn't known that I didn't have a second uncle.
And that night, I saw that yellow-skinned chicken swaying its big tail and eating up the entire chicken coop without even leaving a hair on it.
besides.
Every year on July 14th, the lights in Grandpa's room are brightly lit, and strange voices of women are heard from time to time.
Then, the next day, Grandpa will be listless all day.
I once peeked secretly and saw only a hint of fragrant bellyband.
Then I was discovered and beaten up. I also tried asking my grandfather, but he pointed at my nose and said, "Boy, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. The things here are too deep for you to grasp."
I think grandpa must have endured too much silently. As a young man, I was only moved.
I heard from my grandpa that I am a person with a Yin destiny. I have Yin years, Yin months, Yin times and Yin parts. That day only happens once in a hundred years. In July, there was heavy snowfall.
All living creatures and domestic animals in the village, including chickens, ducks, geese, cattle, sheep and pigs, were acting strangely. First they went crazy for no reason, then they began to tremble in fear, and in the end, none of them was spared from bleeding to death from their seven orifices.
In this life, the father, the mother, and the wife will be suppressed. Whoever is caught will be suppressed. They will dry up when exposed to water. They will live a short life and die young. The owl's seal will take away food. They will be defeated and destroyed.
To use my grandfather's original words about this fate, it would be better to just find a secluded place, strangle yourself with a rope and reincarnate.
But Grandpa said, "He is a lucky unlucky guy."
I asked him, "I'm already like this. Whoever I catch will defeat whoever I catch. Where is my luck?"
Grandpa said, "Fortunately, you are my grandson, Ma Laosan. As long as I am alive, you will live a solid life."
"But, grandpa, you are already eighty years old. If you burp and die, won't I have to die with you?"
I didn't pay attention to grandpa's face.
"You are over eighty and have enjoyed the colorful world, but I am only a teenager! I want to live!"
At that time, when I said that sentence, I really didn't think that my eighty-year-old grandfather could still carry a machete and run as fast as flying.
Grandpa, armed with a machete, chased me for three hours and finally caught me. He grabbed me by the collar and stared at me, breathing heavily.
Surprisingly, grandpa didn't hit me this time.
He just let out a long sigh, like a deflated ball.
"Yes, you want to live, what's wrong with that."
"That's all, that's all. Isn't man invincible? How can you know if you don't fight." The old man muttered.
He seemed to have made a lot of determination, "Science, starting from today, you will have normal classes during the day, and after school you will learn the Five Elements Yin and Yang from me."
"Don't worry, you are very smart. With your eyes, you will learn quickly." Grandpa took a puff of cigarette, as if he was looking at me, or just looking into my eyes.
At that time, I still didn’t know what these eyes would allow me to see...
A few more years later.
Basically, I am now able to take charge of all the major and minor matters in the village. Grandpa no longer takes part in all matters, but leaves them to me.
People in the village call my grandfather, "Mr. Ma." They call me: "Mr. Ma, Xiao." Just like my grandfather said, although I don't study well in class, I seem to have an innate talent for learning Yin Yang and the Five Elements. talent.
No matter how difficult the spell is, I can draw it skillfully in just one pass.
When I was eighteen years old, with seven days left before my birthday, my grandfather called me into his room with a serious look on his face.
"Tell me, have you calculated it?" Grandpa's face was pale and he looked bad.
"What?" I asked doubtfully.
Grandpa said calmly, "Calculate the date of my death. If you have calculated it, you should know that tomorrow is the date of my death. As I said before, my date of death is also the date of your death."
My heart trembled, and I didn’t understand why grandpa would say this, "Grandpa..."
On the other side, he quietly calculated in his mind that it was indeed what he said.
"No need to make a fuss, life and death are fate. In short, calm down and listen to every next sentence I say."
"Grandpa, tell me, I'll listen carefully."
"The first thing is that after I die, seal my eyes with a charm. There are two coffins, one big and one small, in the dark room of my room. The big coffin is my coffin."
"The little one is supposed to be your coffin. The evil one goes on the road and the living one is put into the coffin. After I die, you do as I say during the day and put it in the coffin immediately at night. You are not allowed to make any noise for seven days."
My eyes widened, "My coffin?! How is that possible? That coffin has been there for at least ten years."
Grandpa smiled and said, "What's all the fuss about? You have a dangerous fate. You are a borrowed life."
"From now on, I will no longer be able to protect you. Monsters will mess with you, and ghosts and gods will hurt you, but you must live well. This is your own life. You must take good control of your life."
The corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch, "Grandpa..."
I fell to my knees with a plop.
Grandpa ignored me and continued talking.
"Remember to kill three chickens every day, sprinkle their blood on the entrance of the mourning hall, and put the chickens outside the coffin."
"After I leave, don't tell anyone in the village that I am dead. Remember, don't cry no matter what."
