The day I was born was on the Fourth Absolute Day, and everything was ominous.
My mother was in labor at home, but there was a constant knock on the door.
In the middle of the night, there was a loud banging sound.
Whenever my dad was about to open the door, my mom would be very scared and would cry and beg my dad not to open the door because the person outside the house was not a human being.
She is a Miao girl with a special constitution since she was a child. She can see things that ordinary people cannot.
But my dad never believed in ghosts and ghosts, and he often said that my mom was a bastard.
Being so annoyed by the knocking on the door, my dad picked up a woodcutter, rushed to the door angrily, and opened the courtyard door without hesitation.
There were two paper-tied people standing at the door, a man and a woman.
The man wears a melon cap and a black gown.
The woman has pigtails and a pink skirt.
The two people have fair faces and red cheeks, which are particularly attractive. The most important thing is... they both have painted eyes!
Anyone with common sense knows that a paper man cannot open his eyes.
If you open or click your eyes, you will be possessed by spirits, which is very unlucky.
My dad didn’t expect what would happen outside the door. He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and his hand holding the knife was shaking.
In a daze, he seemed to see the paper man moving, bowing to him stiffly.
When he came to his senses, there were some paper figures at the door? There was only a big, bulging red envelope.
By some strange coincidence, he picked it up. What was inside was not money at all, but a stack of yellow paper!
It's the kind of yellow paper that's burned to the dead.
My dad was frightened and angry, and scolded my mother a few times. As soon as he threw the red envelope, my mother started making a fuss, shouting about ghosts and ghosts...
My dad ignored the taboos in rural areas and rushed directly into the delivery room.
As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Wen stabbing the cabinet with scissors, while cursing the most filthy words.
My mother stared with big eyes and said there was someone squatting on the cabinet.
Ask her if she is a boy or a girl.
She said it was a man, but she couldn't see his face clearly. The man said that my family had collected the money and he was here to take Wen Xin away.
Wen Xin is me!
I wasn't even born yet, so my parents knew that I was a girl through my grandma, who watched rice and cooked eggs, and gave me a name in advance.
When my dad heard that, that thing wanted to mess with me, he immediately became furious, took off his shoes and smashed it.
It must have hit!
My mother suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs, saying that the man had floated down and was hitting her in the stomach.
My dad doesn’t quite believe it. After all, he is a very passionate person. The most supernatural thing he has ever encountered since he was a child was my mother.
But today was so weird. He met a paper man making a bow and received a yellow paper red envelope. There were some things he had to believe.
He was doubtful and took off my mother's clothes. As expected, there were two purple palm prints on her round belly. The joints were long and thin, and they looked like men's hands!
With the facts before his eyes, my dad finally believed that what my mom said was true.
There really is a male ghost in the house!
Seeing this, Mrs. Wen was almost scared to death and told my dad to find an understanding person to help.
The so-called wise people are Mr. Yin Yang or the fairy girl in the village.
My dad ran away and planned to invite the blind man in the east of the village, my grandpa, to come over.
Once he left, he never came back. He never saw anyone alive or dead, and just disappeared from the world...
By the time my grandma arrived, the sky was already bright.
My mother was lying on the bed with her eyes open, feeling completely cold.
It was Mrs. Wen who was hugging me and huddled in the corner of the room. She was holding a pair of big scissors in her hand, the tip of the knife facing outward, guarding me tightly!
This is her job delivering babies.
Just like the butcher's butcher's knife, tools like these that are tied to a profession and stained with human blood are powerful tools to ward off evil spirits.
Thanks to these big scissors, I was able to be born safely and survive until my grandma came over.
As soon as grandma entered the door, without saying anything, she threw a handful of rice inside the door.
Uh-huh!
As the grains of rice fell to the ground, a gust of wind rushed towards her, brushing her shoulders and blowing them away, rolling up the paper money at the door.
Grandma walked in the door and immediately went to see my mother.
My mother's eyes were bulging, her mouth was purple, stretched out and twisted, she was obviously scared to death.
I don’t know what terrible thing she saw that could make her look like this.
My grandma was so heartbroken that she cried, threw a handful of rice on my mother, and touched her wet hair.
"Alan, Mom is here... Mom has beaten that thing away, don't be afraid, it's all fate... You can go in peace, Mom will take good care of Wen Xin..."
After grandma said this, my mother's eyes closed on their own, her chest sank, and she exhaled a breath of turbidity.
As a baby, I seemed to sense something, and burst into tears, my heart breaking.
But no matter how much I cried, grandma wouldn't hug me.
After all...it was because of me that her only daughter was killed.
She was anxious for a long time, maybe thinking of the promise she just made, she finally took me over.
As soon as she got started, she felt something was wrong!
My little body was extremely heavy. Even though I was only covered with a thin blanket, it weighed twenty to thirty pounds, making her unable to lift her arms.
No matter how fat a baby is, it only weighs about ten pounds, weighing fifteen pounds.
But I am far beyond the normal baby weight, there must be something wrong!
My grandma quickly put me on the bed, and the moment she opened the quilt, she saw a human leg bone pressing on my chest.
These bones are not real bones.
It is that kind of negative substance that ordinary people cannot see.
Seeing this, grandma knelt down on the ground and thanked her ghost fairy!
This is the ghost fairy using his vaginal bones to protect me. Otherwise, Wenpo's scissors alone would not have been able to last for so long.
Grandma's ghost fairy is said to have a great background. Although it is not a correction method, it is extremely powerful.
Ordinary city gods, ferocious gods and evil spirits would not dare to provoke that ghost fairy.
Although powerful, Ghost Immortal is not omnipotent. Some things are destiny and he cannot control them.
Just like when my mother gave birth and my father disappeared, it was a fateful disaster.
If the ghosts and immortals forcefully intervene, they will not be able to avoid it, and it will also damage their own moral conduct.
But he was willing to save me, which proved that things could turn around for me.
In order to keep me alive, my grandma asked the ghost fairy for instructions and got a way to resolve it, but...it could only protect me for sixteen years.
During this period, I have to abide by many rules, otherwise I will fall short.
Once you're sixteen, everything will be fine.
My grandma was very grateful, and while preparing for my mother’s funeral, she went to find a paper maker and asked him to make a small paper coffin according to my figure.
She wanted to bury me together on the day my mother was buried, a human burial!
My mother died young and died suddenly during childbirth. People in the village were very taboo about it, and almost no one was willing to help.
Coupled with the fact that my father disappeared inexplicably, the people in the village became even more frightened.
It was the blind grandfather who spoke, and eight people were gathered to carry the coffin.
For this reason, my grandma and I have always been very grateful to the blind grandfather. Later, I even shouldered a fatal disaster for him. This is a story for later, let’s not mention it for now.
In short, with his help, my mother's funeral went much more smoothly and the process of salvation went through normally.
On the night of the funeral, as soon as I was put into the paper coffin, something strange happened...
