I forced a smile, feeling somewhat resistant to these villagers.
Although they are also my relatives, they have all bullied me more or less before, even this Zheng Guide once slapped me in the face.
At that time, his son stole his money and was afraid of being beaten, so he pushed it on me. He didn't ask me anything, but slapped me in the face, and dragged me to my grandmother to question him.
At that time, I bit my lower lip and refused to admit that I stole the money. Grandma sighed and paid him the money. After the person left, she touched my head and said, "Jun Yao, I believe in you."
As long as grandma believes in me, it doesn't matter what other people think of me.
I went back to my grandmother's house and walked into this ancient courtyard. I looked at the low earthen house and the dilapidated roof tiles, and felt a little sour in my heart.
Since my grandma passed away, my younger brother and I left here, but in fact, it has only been four or five years, and this place has become so dilapidated.
"I'm sorry for grandma." I whispered, "She treasured this room very much when she was alive, but I didn't help her protect it."
"It doesn't matter." Tang Mingli said, "Tomorrow I will arrange for someone to repair the house."
I nodded gratefully and walked into the old house where I lived for more than ten years. At this time, the furniture had already been covered with a thick layer of dust.
It suddenly occurred to me that my grandmother told me before she died that he had left a list for me, and if I was in trouble, I could ask the people on the list to help me.
Where will that list be placed
I carefully recalled my grandmother's words and deeds before she was alive. Since the promotion of spiritual consciousness, many things that I had forgotten before have clearly emerged in my mind.
When I was eight years old, my grandmother gave me fifty cents and asked me to go to the small store at the entrance of the village to buy a popsicle and come back after playing for a while.
But after I happily bought popsicles, I was beaten by several other children in the village. They knocked my popsicle to the ground, stepped on it hard in front of me, and broke the popsicle. Dirty, and then forced me to eat it.
I was cowardly and incompetent at that time, and I actually ate it. They clapped their hands and laughed at me as an ugly monster who only deserved to eat garbage.
I went home crying uselessly, only to find my grandma in the bedroom upstairs, holding a notebook, writing something in it, and put it back under the bed after finishing writing.
I walked down the wooden stairs and immediately came to my grandmother's bedroom on the second floor. I opened the door and saw a musty smell coming.
I turned my head and said to Tang Mingli: "You wait outside, don't come in."
He nodded. I shut him out and felt under the bed. Sure enough, there was a piece of space under the floor. I pressed it hard, and with a click, the floor cracked. There was a small compartment inside. A thick notebook.
I took out the notebook and flipped through it, and there was a passage written on the title page:
Junyao, I know that sooner or later, you will come back and find this notebook. All the doubts in your heart will be found in this notebook.
Unexpectedly, grandma thought of everything.
I flipped back, and the first paragraph left me speechless.
"Jun Yao, do you want to know why you have sores?"
I clenched my fists tightly, the sore of injustice is a curse that hit me deeply, for the past twenty years, I have been tortured by this curse, life would be worse than death.
It is said that the sores of injustice are caused by the elders in the family who have done things worse than animals, and the retribution is on the descendants.
I continued to look down, but I was so shocked that I couldn't speak.
"Jun Yao, the reason why you have sores of injustice is because the villagers of Zhengjia Village did something outrageous and unreasonable more than 20 years ago."
"At that time, a man fled to the village. He was also surnamed Zheng, and was related to our village. The village chief took him in at that time. When drinking at night, he got a little drunk, and the man told his story. secret."
"It turned out that he was working outside and dug out a box of gold bars from the ground. It should have been buried by the ancient nobleman when he fled. He was afraid of being discovered, so he fled overnight with the box of gold bars. He promised The villagers were willing to help him, and he distributed a few gold bars to the villagers."
"At that time, everyone was very poor, and many people had never seen a gold bar in their entire lives. Family affection was worthless in front of gold. The village chief became greedy, and he knew that he would kill someone quietly in the village. It was very difficult, so we united the whole village to do it together."
"The next night, he called several relatives to pour wine on the man in turn. After he was drunk, he buried him alive under the new house of the village chief's son. At that time, the village chief's son was about to get married and was building a new house. , just dug the foundation, just filled him in, and then poured cement."
"After his death, the village head's family took 70% of the gold and distributed the remaining 30% to the villagers. The reason why the village head is so rich is that he used this gold to do business and save his family business."
"But the good times didn't last long. Ghosts began to haunt the village chief's son's new house. The village chief's daughter-in-law was pregnant, but he saw a man covered in cement standing by the bed, looking at her coldly."
"The first child she gave birth to was a deformity with a huge head with only one eye on it."
"After that, she gave birth to three babies in succession, each of which was deformed, and none of them survived. The village chief was in a hurry and invited a master from outside. After the master practiced the method, he said that it was the man who was killed. , to retribution on their next generation."
"The village chief begged him to save their family, and he could give him as much money as he wanted. The master said, find a person who is related to their family, who is pregnant, and get the underwear of the pregnant woman. Transfer the retribution to that unborn child."
"At that time, your mother was coming back to raise her baby. They followed her and stole the underwear hanging outside when I was not paying attention. By the time I knew it, it was already too late, and the retribution of that unjust debt was on you .”
I was shaking with rage, how could they do this
Originally, I thought that it was my ancestors who did bad things, so it was reasonable for me to suffer on their behalf, but I didn't expect it to be those relatives who couldn't be beaten!
I took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in my heart, and continued to look down.
"Sure enough, not long after you were born, sores began to grow on your face. I tried everything I could, but I couldn't get rid of those sores. Alas, Junyao, I only blame grandma for not being able to practice Taoism. Grandma is useless."
"Son, I want to tell you a secret that is related to our family. My father told me before he died that our family had a very prominent ancestor, a powerful race in ancient times, and we inherited his lineage. In the long history, our family has produced many cultivators, but unfortunately, our descendants are too weak to spread out, otherwise we would be a huge family today."
"Our family has an old secret, Jun Yao, you remember, you must not let others know, otherwise you will be very miserable in the future."
"It is said that in our family, sometimes there will be a descendant of 'returning to the ancestors'. This person's blood can make people who cannot practice grow spiritual roots, and it can also awaken supernatural powers, and warriors can change. Root bone. But there is no such descendant in thousands of miles. During the Han Dynasty, there was one. Fortunately, her secret was not exposed. The notes she left said that as long as they drank her blood, those people would She has a good feeling in her heart, and she doesn't want to hurt her from the bottom of her heart."
"I have tested you before. You are a person with spiritual roots, and your spiritual roots are still very strong. If you practice Taoism, your future prospects must be limitless."
"That's why I didn't teach you how to practice. I'm not even a cultivator myself. If I teach you again, wouldn't it be a mistake for you?"
"But I will leave our family's exercises to you. If you have the opportunity to enter the door of cultivation in the future, you can use this exercise."
"It's a pity that the ancestors of our family didn't leave anything good. If you go on this road, you can only rely on yourself."
"I was worried that you would not be able to embark on the path of cultivation, so I thought of a way to sell your blood as a panacea to the children of some big families. If they gain power in the future, please come to the door and they will definitely help you .”