"master!"
Russell's little head was a little dizzy. He really couldn't handle putting so many things in at once.
Actually, it’s not that many, it’s just that the words are very obscure and difficult to understand, just like the rare characters in the song, I don’t recognize any of them.
"What are these words? They are so hard to understand!"
Russell couldn't help complaining. He studied the "Duren Jing" but didn't learn anything. Instead, he saw tens of thousands of unfamiliar characters.
If it weren't for the two people he met occasionally, Russell would really suspect that he was illiterate.
"hey-hey!"
Uncle Jiu smiled mysteriously and said in a riddle, "You will know in a moment. There is a lot of knowledge in this!"
Big question
Russell looked at the Sutra of Saving People in his hand, which he hardly recognized, and his little head was full of question marks.
How can it contain profound knowledge when it is written in such an obscure way
Could it be hidden inside the book, and what appears on the surface is just an illusion
Russell recalled his own routine of reading novels. Maybe he would burn them with fire, or read them backwards, or there might be small print inside.
He flipped through it quickly, but there was no small print inside, and there was nothing there when he looked at it upside down. It seemed that he had to burn it with fire.
Just as Russell was about to take action, he thought of a serious problem. What if the book was not burned by fire, but he was burned by himself? Wouldn't Uncle Jiu spank him again
Um.
No, no!
Russell shook his head. This matter was too risky. The probability of being spanked was 98%, which meant that he would definitely be spanked if rounded off.
You absolutely cannot do this at this time.
He cautiously tested it, "Master, is this thing fireproof?"
"I just copied it on paper. Of course it's not fireproof."
Russell looked a little disappointed. It turned out to be Uncle Jiu's handwritten copy. It seemed that his fantasy that there was a peerless martial art hidden in the secret book was shattered.
His question immediately aroused Uncle Jiu's vigilance.
"Russell, let me tell you in advance, if you dare to pee on this book, humph!"
Uncle Jiu snorted, his voice full of threat, and it was obvious that he was recalling bad things in the past.
When Russell was young, he was very stupid and easy to fool. He heard some stories from somewhere that said there was a secret manual containing peerless martial arts.
However, that peerless martial arts technique cannot be seen or imagined by ordinary people and often requires the use of water or fire.
As a result, Uncle Jiu’s collection of talismans was destroyed, which was also what little Russell could find at the time.
The white paper turned yellow.
Humph!
A silly apprentice.
Russell pouted. These were all things from the past. It was such a childish act, but Uncle Jiu was still thinking about it. How petty!
"The Taoist priest is here. This is the family!" The old village chief pointed to the family with the white talisman on the door. He looked melancholy and couldn't help but sighed, "A happy event has turned into a funeral. It's really a pity!"
He was originally an ordinary person, but when faced with such sad things, he could still empathize with them.
Old Mrs. Liu had been busy all her life. She finally enjoyed two years of happiness, and then she had to run around for her daughter-in-law to give birth. When she finally got pregnant, she was busy taking care of her.
After ten months of pregnancy, the daughter-in-law didn't lose weight, but Old Lady Liu lost a lot of weight. She was tired, but she was full of energy.
Seeing the birth of a big fat boy, the Liu family, which had been a single-line family for seven or eight generations, finally inherited the family name. But before she could be happy, Old Lady Liu passed away.
The old village chief shook his head, looking somewhat dejected. When people get old, they are all waiting for the earth to cover their necks.
At this age, they are no longer afraid and have taken it lightly. What they fear is leaving at the wrong time and causing trouble for their children.
That's how it was with Old Lady Liu. She passed away at the wrong time, so inevitably there were some gossips about her, saying that her newborn grandson was a lonely star and was being criticized for no reason.
"well!"
The old village chief felt the same way, but he was powerless and could only grab Uncle Jiu's hand tightly.
"Master, that girl from the Liu family is not an evil ghost, and she has not harmed anyone. She probably came back this time just to see her grandson, who was just born."
The old village chief seemed to have thought of something, and before Uncle Jiu could say anything, he suddenly let go of his hand, "Let the Taoist handle everything. If, if there is no other way, then get rid of her. Her family still has to make a living, and there is a child!"
As he spoke, the old village chief slowly closed his eyes, a wave of sadness welling up in his heart.
Sister Liu, if you are gone, just go. Walk across the Naihe Bridge, drink the Mengpo soup, and reincarnate. How wonderful it would be.
Why come back
Humans and ghosts can't get along!
Uncle Jiu was silent for a while. Out of the corner of his eye he saw villagers pointing and talking not far behind him. Who wouldn’t be scared when seeing a ghost in broad daylight
They felt uneasy because they didn't see with their own eyes that Old Lady Liu was taken away.
After all, it was a ghost.
Which one of them is not afraid? Which one of them has no relatives
Anyway, Old Lady Liu is already dead, why would she come back to harm them
"Walk!"
Uncle Jiu lowered his head, stretched out his hand and held Russell's. His expression was obviously a little strange. Even though he had managed to calm down, he still felt a little unhappy.
There are too many injustices in the world. Although I have no ability to save the world, I cannot help but feel the sufferings of the world.
Outside Old Lady Liu's house, a man and a woman were kneeling outside the door. They were Old Lady Liu's son and daughter-in-law.
As for the little guy, he had already been sent away. Young children are not allowed to witness funerals, as they may easily attract evil spirits to enter their bodies.
The man heard Uncle Jiu's footsteps behind him. He wiped his tears with his hands, then kowtowed several times towards the room.
This knock means farewell forever!
Although he knew that the person in the house was his mother and not an evil ghost, what could he do
On the day my mother came back, the neighbors moved out overnight. Even though we had a banquet, everyone made excuses and no one dared to come to the feast.
Who dares to eat it
I’m afraid that after a few days of eating, someone else will come to eat my feast.
The man couldn't stop crying. He thought about moving away from Liujia Village and finding a place in the mountains and forests to support his mother.
But his wife had just given birth and was weak, and his young son was just born, so they could not travel long distances.
Even if he moved into the mountains, what would happen? He was weak and couldn't hunt at all. There was no extra money at home. He left behind the three acres of land in the village. How would he support his wife and children
Men hate.
He didn't hate others, but he hated himself. He hated his incompetence and why he had stuck to the books of sages and didn't know how to adapt.
You can't have the best of both worlds, and everyone knows the word incompetence.
If he is in power, who would dare to speak without saying anything
If he were rich and powerful, he wouldn't have to face the difficulties he is facing today!
"Master! He is so dark!"
Russell looked at the man and said with his head tilted, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, "Is this the legendary blackening?"
Uncle Jiu frowned. The man in front of him had a dark aura on his brow, as if it was a dark cloud covering his head. It seemed that he had some bad thoughts and brought about a fatal disaster.
When I think of Grandma Liu’s newly born grandson.
Uncle Jiu suddenly slapped his hand and hit the man hard on the shoulder, scaring the man.
I forgot everything.
He had a confused look on his face. Uncle Jiu sighed. Sometimes, living was more tiring than dying, but one must always live.