Everyone's fortune is forcibly told when they turn one year old.
This fortune-telling process is called Zhuzhou.
Customs vary from place to place, and the rules for grasping the week are all kinds of strange, but after all, this thing is the parents' good expectations for their children's future.
To catch a kid in rural areas of Northeast China, you need a smoother. This smoother must be able to deal with troubles. If a child catches a stinky shoe mat or something, the smoother must come to the rescue, turn the bad into good, and smooth things over. .
When I was in jail that year, something extremely ghastly and terrifying happened.
Even when my family invited a smoother, they were so frightened that they almost died on the spot.
Because, I pulled out the eyeballs of Lord Hell and swallowed them alive.
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I had just turned one year old that year. I was hugged and sat down, surrounded by small objects. The adults were very happy. I looked around curiously and confusedly, and grabbed a small abacus.
Smash it to pieces.
My grandma sighed: "This kid can't do business."
I grabbed another brush and flicked it gently, and the brush broke.
My grandma shook her head: "I can't become an official either."
I raised my little foot and kicked the stethoscope in front of me. The adults sighed: "I'm not a doctor."
None of these objects caught my eye, so I crawled all over the floor, and finally crawled to the incense table.
On the incense table, there is a paper statue of King of Hell.
I was raised by my grandparents. My grandfather was adamant about his fate and could decide between life and death thousands of miles away. My grandmother was the younger brother of the Snake Immortal, who saved both living people and evil ghosts.
What the two elders do is to reveal secrets, carry out cause and effect, and resolve disasters for others. Naturally, they have to worship the King of Hell to eliminate evil disasters.
I just fell in love with the paper King of Hell on the table. As soon as my little arms reached it, I grabbed it and wouldn't let go.
Seeing that I finally chose the King of Hell, the smoother was quite frightened at the time, but his reaction was pretty quick:
"What a good sign! This child will become the living King of Hell in the future!"
When the adults heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. After all, with Zhou Zhou, whatever a child catches will be the same in the future. If outsiders intervene forcibly, something will happen.
Unexpectedly, the next second, I pulled out the two tricks of the Paper King of Hell, stuffed them into my mouth, chewed them up and swallowed them.
The rounder's face turned pale, and he turned around and ran away without saying a word.
…
Babies have no memory, and I only learned about this from my elders many years later.
Afraid that I would be retaliated by the King of Hell, my grandma thought about it all night and made two decisions.
First, from now on, she will withdraw from the world, focus on practicing, and will never reveal any secrets in this life.
Second, my grandma gave me a nickname, Li Sanpo. Po means lame, which translates to Li Sanpo.
I do this in the hope that Lord Yama will have a lot of money and will not care about my child.
When I reached the age of literacy, my grandma refused to teach me my skills, fearing that I would be missed by the King of Hell.
My grandfather didn't believe in this evil and secretly taught me Feng Shui and numerology.
I have been far smarter than other children since I was a child. I could recite the Book of Changes at the age of three, and write Qi Men Dun Jia silently at the age of four.
When I was seven years old, I read "The Book of Shaking the Dragon". I thought it was poorly written, so I picked up a pen and thought about it myself.
After I finished writing, I took it to my grandpa to read. Grandpa read it for three days, sighed, and said to my grandma:
This child will definitely be a big monster in the future.
Not only am I smart, I have been good-looking since I was a child. The beautiful aunts in the village all like to hug me. I have no parents and grew up on the milk of my aunts.
When I was in school, my little girlfriend never stopped wearing it. She would change it every seven days and once every half month.
When I grew up, I worked as a Feng Shui master in the provincial capital for two years. I finally made some money. My girlfriend was the school beauty in high school. We were about to buy a house and get married.
Unexpectedly, fate played a joke on me at this moment.
In the summer when I was 26 years old, I became blind. The blindness happened very suddenly, like turning off the lights, with a click, everything went dark.
I went to the hospital and the doctor couldn't explain why.
I fell into boundless hell, and my head turned white overnight.
My girlfriend broke up with me decisively.
I became a useless person, all my talents and ambitions were wiped out. I once dreamed of becoming the most powerful Feng Shui master in the Northeast one day, but now I can only return to the countryside, live in a snail's house, and become the laughing stock of my fellow villagers.
After I lost my sight, my grandfather went out without saying a word and with a livid face.
Grandma tried her best to stop him: "I won't let you teach me, so you have to teach me... Damn you, this child was killed by you! The King of Hell will not let him go!"
"You want to go to that place? Do you want your life?"
"For Sanpo, I have to try!" Grandpa pushed her away and strode away.
After grandpa left, grandma burst into tears.
Seven days later, my grandfather came home and stuffed a cardboard box into my arms: "Sanpo, this thing can cure your eyes!"
I didn't have time to ask in detail, so I hugged the carton excitedly, but I heard my grandma scream in horror:
"Immortal? Is there something wrong with your face?"
Grandpa said with a smile: "It's pitch dark down there. If I accidentally let a sinister woman touch my face, it won't be a problem."
"Grandpa, where is it down there? What is a Yin woman?"
I asked as I reached into the box and touched it. It was empty.
Grandpa said nothing.
That night, grandpa died.
After grandpa left, my grandma was stimulated and went crazy.
During the day, she locked herself in the house and sang gloomy operas. At night, she went to the circle of black graves at the back of the village and licked the offerings on the graves.
During this period, I learned to cook, wash and go to the toilet alone.
These ordinary things in life are not easy for blind people.
After repeated practice, I can even go to the entrance of the village alone every day to bask in the sun and go home without getting lost.
Every night, I would take out the cardboard box and explore it carefully.
It has been soaked by me, but I still don't want to accept it.
This is what grandpa paid for with his life. It can cure my eyes!
One, empty cardboard box?
…
The days passed very slowly. I got used to being alone in the endless darkness, and I completely lost hope of recovery.
On this day, the matchmaker Sister Wang came uninvited: "Look, what a good-looking guy, why is his hair all white?"
"You should find a little girl to take care of you."
I smiled and shook my head: "Isn't that a waste of time, girl?"
"You are capable and young, what are you wasting?" Sister Wang lit up her cigarette and puffed away: "This is the baby bride your old man arranged for you back then. This girl is from a wealthy family in the city, and her family's conditions are getting better. "
So, are you here to cancel the engagement?
"Why are you canceling the engagement?" Sister Wang slapped her thigh: "My lady has known about your blindness for a long time, but I have said that I will not marry you unless you are the one in this life! I don't care whether you are blind or not!"
"No, I brought the girl. You two have a good chat."
With that, Sister Wang went out. I was silent for a moment and looked at the darkness opposite: "Sister, how old are you? What do you call me?"
What answered me was dead silence.
The atmosphere is repeatedly pulled in silent weirdness.
After a while, the door clicked and the girl finally left.
After the two ladies left, I meditated alone at home.
Loneliness can make people's minds peaceful.
After meditating until evening, I felt a little urgent to urinate, so I went down to the kang to solve the problem.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the zipper was pulled down, a soft voice came from behind:
"I'll help you hold it up."
