On the day I was born, auspiciousness descended from the sky, the clouds were shaped like dragons, and sparrows sat on the branches.
The fortune teller said that this was a dragon and a phoenix, so I must be a dragon and a phoenix among men, and belong to the Fuze family!
When his parents were happy, they gave him a reward of 3,000 yuan, and he was able to buy a whole floor that year!
My dad drives a Hutou Ben, and those who negotiate business are all Hong Kong businessmen. Money or not is not important. The important thing is that the fortune teller talks nicely, so I should reward him!
In the following years, my family had more and more money, and my parents became busier and busier. They often only went home once every two months, and I stopped being close to them.
It wasn't until I was eight years old that the fortune teller suddenly said that I was in danger of death!
My parents made an important decision to wash their hands in a golden basin.
They say that no matter how much money they make, it is not as important as spending time with their children.
But something big happened the next day.
A skinless female body hung bloody in front of my door.
The police came and concluded that the female corpse was my mother. As for my father’s whereabouts, his life and death were unknown.
My mother died tragically and my family experienced great changes, which made me cry heartbrokenly.
My relatives seemed to be avoiding something, and no one came to take care of me. I had to live in the police station.
After crying for a long time, I accepted the reality that my father was probably gone.
From now on, I will be an orphan.
The police decided to send me to an orphanage.
That's when my uncle appeared!
With red eyes, he choked and said: "Xian Shen, your life is miserable, just live with your uncle from now on!"
As the saying goes, a brother-in-law is a mother-in-law, and a brother-in-law is a mother-in-law.
My uncle is my dearest and dearest person.
After I moved into my uncle's house, he and my aunt were very kind to me.
My cousin has a strange disease. Although he is paralyzed, he often makes me laugh and always gives me half of any delicious food.
My cousin said that I am his biological brother.
Even if he can't stand up, he can still protect me from the wind and rain!
I'm so touched!
In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.
The day before the winter solstice, it was my ninth birthday.
The uncle bought a big cake, and the family gathered around the table happily.
I was happily about to blow out the candles, but my uncle grabbed my head and hit it on the table with a "bang!"
I was caught off guard and knocked unconscious!
When I woke up, my hands and feet were tied tightly to the bed, and sixty-four white candles were burning faintly beside the bed, arranged in a special shape.
The hemiplegic cousin sat among the candles. The candlelight made his shadow spread on the wall, like a hungry evil ghost!
The uncle looked disgusted and said, "Do you really think I raised you in vain?"
"Based on the immoral things your parents did, it would have been a big fortune if you didn't die at that time!"
"Do you know why you survived for a year?"
"It's because you had the best fate when you were nine years old!"
I was frightened and struggled wildly.
My uncle took out twelve thick and long silver needles and pierced my body, penetrating into my internal organs!
I screamed in pain and begged my uncle to let me live.
My uncle ignored me at all and said with a cruel smile, this is called sending one’s destiny to the zodiac!
After twelve needles are pricked, my cousin will be able to stand up. My good destiny will also belong to my cousin!
I felt like my bones were being drilled open, and something indescribable was flowing away, making me miserable.
But there was a smile on the cousin's face that felt like he had been reborn.
In the end, I was thrown into the suburbs by my uncle like a dead dog.
According to my uncle, in the winter in the north, people freeze to death every day at minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius.
When the police notify him tomorrow, he will say that I ran out of the house on my own. He will simply go through the formalities and cremate me, and my parents' inheritance will belong to him.
It’s the twelfth lunar month of winter, with three feet of ice covering it. It’s cold enough!
But it's not even one-tenth as cold as my uncle!
There was thunder that night, the rolling thunder almost exploded the sky, and black gas kept rising from the ground. It was extremely scary!
The coldness and pain tortured me, making me gradually dim and faint...
When I woke up, I was lying on a single bed.
The room was warm and filled with a faint smell of blood.
Twelve blood-stained steel needles stood at the head of the bed!
Sitting next to the bed was an old man with rosacea, disheveled hair, and crab eyes. He had no energy at all and looked drowsy.
I recognize the old man, his name is Qin Weizi!
When I was born, he told me my fortune. From then on, every time my parents went out, they would ask him to tell me good or bad luck!
They mentioned several times that Lao Qintou would accept me as his disciple.
Old Qintou smiled and refused, saying: "The life of Xian Shen is too important. I can't bear the Dragon Life of Yang God now!"
In my thoughts, I struggled to get up, wanting to kowtow to thank Lao Qintou for his life-saving grace!
But as soon as I moved, the pain that penetrated into my bones made me scream.
Lao Qin stretched out his hand to soothe my head and sighed: "Xian Shen, your life is too hard. I will accept you as my disciple. No one will dare to bully you in the future."
…
I cried, until I burst into tears.
After that, I became Lao Qintou’s apprentice.
He never let me call him master, only let me call him old man.
Obviously he is a fortune teller, but he wants me to learn something, but I can't even grasp it.
Cutting down trees, sawing wood to make coffins, boiling pulp and laying paper origami.
What's even more outrageous is that he took me to the graves in the middle of the night, took out the dead bodies, and shaved their heads!
At first, my face turned pale with fright and I peed all over my pants pocket.
Old Qintou said: "I'm scared to death now, how can I take revenge in the future?"
"If you don't have the guts, then those who have the guts can spend the money your parents earned through hard work and live a smooth life without any trouble at all."
My eyes turned red and I became bolder!
No fear is as good as the hatred in my heart!
After ten consecutive years, the skills I learned were more than enough to run a full-service funeral service.
I asked Lao Qintou, why don't you teach me fortune telling? He is a fortune teller, and he teaches an apprentice how to bury a dragon. Doesn’t it make sense?
Old Qintou sighed and said: "Your life as a Yang God was taken away, and you breathed in the earth energy of three breaking suns. You look like a god of plague. I finally helped you change your life and became a Yin life. You can learn from it." One point and nine points are popular, that’s good, don’t be greedy.”
I was stunned, and my mood gradually became depressed.
My cousin took my good life and spent my parents' inheritance.
Is he living comfortably now?
But I feel so uncomfortable, my heart hurts, as if it has been pierced!
"Then old man, tell me, when will the time come? When will I be able to take revenge!" I asked Lao Qintou again with red eyes.
Lao Qin patted my shoulder and said, "Don't think about other things. Go and pull out the Heshou wood. It needs to be washed and wiped. Where are the eight paper-pricked people?"
I pointed to the utility room.
So he went to the backyard dejectedly.
There was a dark coffin under the eaves.
The tree grain is fine and the texture is thick.
Three years ago, Lao Qintou asked me to cut down more than 20 old willow trees and use the heart of the tree to build this coffin.
The ghost tree is yin in nature, and its heart nourishes corpses.
Lao Qintou always said that he was getting old and might leave one day. Prepare the longevity wood in advance, and when the time comes the Eight Immortals will carry the coffin, he will have lived his life well!
I always say that Lao Qintou's speech is unpleasant and unlucky.
Lao Qintou smiled and said nothing.
I twisted the veil with cold well water and wiped the coffin carefully.
The coffin surface is shiny and reflective!
I rubbed my swollen temples and took a deep breath.
Sober.
Lao Qintou is very detail-oriented. When I couldn't control my emotions, he would ask me to clean the coffin.
After touching the cold well water too much, people naturally calm down...
I was thinking about it and asked Lao Qin if he wanted to drink two cups tonight.
I went to ask Widow Liu from the village to sing a song for him.
When I walked to the front yard, there was an extra chair in the yard, with eight lifelike paper figures standing on both sides.
Lao Qin was wearing a clean shroud, his head was slightly lowered, and his eyes were distracted.
I looked shocked and shouted out loud: "Old man!"
Quickly walking forward, I knelt down in front of the chair, feeling extremely frightened!
Old Qin's head trembled slightly and he slowly raised his head.
"Hey, I was a little sleepy and actually fell asleep."
He smiled, but his face was frighteningly white, and even his rosacea was no longer red.
"Fuck... old man, you scared me to death!" I blushed and spat: "What are you doing... A living person wears a shroud and puts out paper bundles, you are not afraid of scaring me to death, you white-haired person To the brunette?"
But Lao Qintou looked at me blankly, his eyes full of fine wrinkles, full of reluctance.
"Xian Shen, it's time." He said dryly.
