Northeast Night Talk

Chapter 1 Fuxi Heavenly Book
There is an inconspicuous small tomb in the mountains, staying there alone, no flowers, no wine, and overgrown withered grass.

This is my family's ancestral grave. I don't know why my great-grandfather buried himself in such a desolate place. Every festival, I have to travel a long way to visit his old man.

Grandpa said before his death that among his children and grandchildren, except Han Dong, no one is allowed to come to worship.The old man is really a weird person. Whoever wished that his grave would be deserted, but he was the only one with such a dismissive expression before he died.

I brought a bottle of homemade rice wine and sprinkled it around the cemetery. I kowtowed in front of the cemetery. The cold air stimulated my lungs and made me suffocate.Winter in the Northeast can freeze people to death. This is not a joke, especially in the uninhabited Changbai Mountains, I feel like my blood is about to freeze.

"Stinky wax gourd! I heard that you are going to the provincial capital to go to college?" Just as I was about to leave, a crisp voice came and stopped me.

I glanced at this slender beauty who suddenly appeared in front of the grave, and said teasingly: "What? You don't want me? If you agree to marry me, I don't care if I don't go to Laoshizi University!
Pooh!The beauty spat at me, and said: "Unless the old man jumps out of the grave, all your obscene thoughts are just wild thoughts!"

I smiled wryly, my great-grandfather has been there for so many years, I'm afraid it's impossible even to cheat a corpse, how could he jump out.

That's right!I have indeed been peeping at her beauty for a long time, I have already started to like her when I was still peeing on the kang, in the words of my buddy He Yinyang, "Don't you just want to kiss her!"

Now that I am full of blood, I have a deeper goal than kissing, but it is a pity that I have never dared to put it into action, because I am well aware of the interests of this aunt in front of me.

Her name is Xiao Yao'er, she lives up to her name, she has such an enchanting personality, plus a perfect face, it is enough to make all grown men want to stop.

The little demon walked towards me with a charming smile on catwalks. I don't know why a big girl can't walk well, but I have to admit that she successfully stimulated my adrenaline, and a rush of blood rushed straight to my nostrils.

She came over, straightened my collar, changed from her usual aggressiveness, and said softly: "Be careful when you go out alone, don't be silly and take care of everything."

Xiao Yaoer's gentle movements are like a docile wife, which made me feel strange.

"Come on! Auntie! Don't mess with these affectionate children. If you come with me, it will be over." I said, and I was about to caress her bare arm, but I didn't expect her to avoid it.

"You wear so little, I'm afraid you'll be cold!" I made an excuse for myself with a dry smile.

Xiao Yaoer surprisingly didn't care that I took advantage of her, and said to me in frustration: "You take care of yourself, my grandpa said that I am not good enough to leave Changbai Mountain."

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something in this situation, but before the affection was brewed, the little monster had already disappeared, I was used to her coming and going without a trace, I could only smell the fragrance of her collar ,Saw it.

At the end of February, I bid farewell to my family, and my buddy He Yinyang and I set foot on the train to the provincial capital. It was a bit embarrassing to say, why go to school in winter?Because the two of us can only study a junior college in advance, don't count on the college entrance examination.

If you want to say that our brains are not stupid, I dare not say that He Yinyang is that stupid goose, but as far as my brain is concerned, in the Northeast dialect, it is definitely just now!Before high school, I never got full marks in math.

But since the two of us went astray, our grades have plummeted, and we competed with the last one or two. In the end, the head teacher was so angry that he didn't come to the aunt for three months, and then he went home on sick leave. I know, it turned out that she was pregnant and went home to give birth.

He Yinyang and I were originally good young people who were thriving and wanted to contribute to socialism, but since we came into contact with the "Book of Heaven" of our old man, we have begun to deviate from the normal trajectory of life.

I have a copy of "Fu Xi Di Suan" in my hand. It is a heavenly book left by my great-grandfather. It contains the supreme method of Taoism. I learned this book secretly. If my grandfather finds out, I don't know if it will interrupt me. Legs, the old man still thinks that his treasure has been wiped out.

I secretly learned how to draw talismans and spells. I once tried to stick a talisman on the buttocks of chickens, and I was sure to pick up a basket of eggs the next day. Later, those chickens that I manipulated all died suddenly. Everyone thought it was the yellow skin Bitten to death, my grandma cried several times in distress.

But these are not within the scope of my consideration. In short, I feel that I am different from others. Dude, I am also a person with superpowers. Isn’t this just the fantasy that everyone had when they were young? I always imagine that I can do something Things that others cannot do, especially such supernatural things.

Once a person has the ability, he learns to show off, and I am no exception. I once drew a fire talisman in front of He Yinyang, and let it ignite spontaneously in the dark, which shocked this guy beyond compare, but it was the two of us. The secret between them is unknown to outsiders.

He Yinyang went home silently after seeing my 'super power'. Later I found out that he went to learn Taoism from the old magic stick, but I didn't have any hope for the old magic stick, because He is a charlatan in my eyes.

"Old God Stick" refers to He Yinyang's grandfather, known as Mr. He Da. I call his grandfather Old God Stick, and He Yinyang calls him after me. I said that if he doesn't call him, I won't take him out to play in the future. He Sure enough, he did, and even called "Old God Stick" in front of his grandfather. Mr. He Da was so angry that he almost blew his beard and stared.

After a while, He Yinyang came to me with a lot of charms, saying that the old magic stick taught him to draw them.

I don't know much about the spells he drew, they are just a pile of waste paper, because the image of the old magic stick in my mind is really too bad to be compared with such a great career as Mr. Yin Yang.

But what I never expected is that these spells actually have some strange effects.

What He Yinyang showed me for the first time was a spell called "opening the eyes of the sky". I once heard that everyone is born with a pair of eyes of the sky. Through the eyes of the sky, you can see some things that cannot be seen in this world. Such as ghosts and gods.It's just that as we grow older, the world of mortals is blinded, and this talent given to human beings by God gradually disappears, so we don't remember that we once had such an ability, but it is said that some children can see some adults watching them when they were young. This is the function of the eye of heaven.

And He Yinyang's "eye-opening charm" can restore this ability to people.

At that time, in order to verify the authenticity of this spell, I made a bet with him and stuck the spell on it in the middle of the night and went to the mass grave under the bridge hole. He and I climbed on the bridge hole and saw a lot of people with pale faces and empty eyes under the abandoned bridge. Wandering around, at that moment, I really recognized the ability of He Yinyang.

When we saw ghosts for the first time, we were terribly afraid, but after we acted again and again, we saw more ghosts and ghosts, and we were not so afraid. When we were free, the two of us would sit in the backyard of our house with the eye-opening charms on and look at the tombs on the mountain.

The dying cemetery that I was afraid of when I was a child is not as scary as I imagined. Most of the time it is very deserted. Except for some new graves with ghosts wandering around, there are two old men holding rice bowls in their graves They ate in silence and chatted from time to time, while those old cemeteries were as silent as deserted small courtyards.

I have been looking forward to seeing my dead uncle countless times, hoping to talk to him again, because his grave is also buried on the back mountain, but I am disappointed, I have never seen him, I don’t know Where do people go after death, and how do they go if there is a hell.

He Yinyang and I once explored where people would go when they died. We followed the funeral procession all the way and saw the soul of the deceased following our family members. There seemed to be obsession in those empty eyes. It also seems to have a deep nostalgia.

All the way to the west of the funeral road, the old man said that the west sky is a pure land and the destination of the dead. We saw that they burned the chariots and horses, and burned the gold ingots. However, the soul of the deceased remained indifferent. He rode a tall horse and led the convoy all the way to the west, and farther to the west, there was a mighty team that gradually drifted away into the distance. Some people were very beautiful. However, some people were being spurned forward like slaves. We vaguely heard the miserable howling and the sound of chains colliding, but that was a place we could not reach.

At that time, we thought, if our spells are strong, we will go to the underworld to play.

Later, we gradually learned some spells, which are still useful. The clairvoyance charm allows us to peek at the widow taking a bath, and the sound transmission charm can help us cheat in the exam. As for the latter, it is actually a chicken help for us. The grades of the two of us are not the same, even if we are together, we can't send 'face opener', and the scores haven't changed much.However, it is still good to use the sound transmission symbol as a phone, although there are only two people in the phone book.

What I envy the most from the beginning to the end is He Yinyang's eye-opening talisman, but I still can't learn it, and it's not that I can't learn it, but the completion of this eye-opening talisman must rely on a god, and this god is Mr. He Da's Yin-Yang mirror. The eye-opening talisman must go through the consecration of the yin and yang mirror to achieve its effect.

That unpretentious broken bronze mirror is the only place I can recognize Mr. He Da. He still has some treasures. It is said that Mr. He Da relied on this mirror to make a fortune outside.As for how he is, I personally can't compliment him. Although he and my grandfather are called "Yingzhou Erxian", the broken spells he drew have no effect at all.

The first person in the old He family who can draw talismans is none other than my bad friend He Yinyang.

Don't look at this kid who is stupid, he really has some talent and opportunity.

The old god Mr. He Da taught He Yinyang to draw talismans according to the gourd. He Yinyang's spell was drawn, and Mr. He Da opened the light with the yin and yang mirror according to the method in the ancient book. On his forehead, he saw an old man outside the door smiling at him strangely. Mr. He Da was so frightened that he knelt down and said, Grandpa, why are you back.

Unexpectedly, that old man turned out to be Mr. He Da’s great-grandfather. His great-grandfather said, I’ve been hanging around at home for several days, you unworthy descendant, if I hadn’t fought the country, would you be where you are today? It’s almost the holidays If you still don’t give me paper money, what will I spend on the holidays!Don't stack those gold ingots for me, those are all gold-plated, if you can't spend them, you can give me more copper coins.

Mr. He Da didn't dare to be idle, and quickly started to "ping-pong" paper money at home. His great-grandfather was watching him do it. The old man felt that it was almost done, so he left. Mr. He Da finally breathed a sigh of relief.

From then on, Mr. He Da knew that he really didn't work when he drew those things, but his grandson was able to draw spells for the first time. He really has this talent!
Then he called He Yinyang to the back room, solemnly passed an ancient book to his grandson, and shamelessly said that he would pass on his legacy.Later, He Yinyang took this book and came to me to "squeak", but I was shocked when I saw it. If I want to say how things in this world are so coincidental, Mr. He Da's book is exactly related to it. My "Fuxi Divination" has the same origin as the heavenly book, "Fuxi Yinyang Record".

He Yinyang is also at a loss when it comes to how this "Fuxi Yinyang Record" came about. He said that this book was dug out from his family's field by his great-grandfather. It was a copper box with a book and a bronze mirror inside. , The name of the yin and yang mirror is also found in the book.His great-grandfather didn't learn any real skills from the book, but he didn't expect to be fooled by this book. The meal has not been left behind, and it has been passed down to the generation of He Yinyang's grandfather, Mr. He Da.

Holding the book in his hand, He Yinyang looked forward, as if he had finally found the value of his own existence after living for more than ten years. He told me excitedly that sooner or later the yin and yang mirror will belong to him. Become a master of an era!

The trajectory of fate is so elusive, there is bound to be an invisible and intangible fate pulling us together, He Yinyang and I are destined to shoulder our respective missions.

(End of this chapter)