In the eyes of others, my grandfather is just a craftsman who makes a living by carpentry work, but I think he is very strange, even a little bit evil.
My grandfather has only one hobby at his age - collecting big money.
When he had nothing to do, he would go around the villages collecting big coins. He didn't want the ones in good condition, but only picked the old ones to take home.
Someone once said that they saw my grandfather go through a circle of graves with their own eyes, and when he came out, he was holding a large sum of money in his hands. They said that he was willing to risk his life to make money, and even took out the money left by the dead.
This incident caused a lot of uproar at the time, and many people in the village went to see the cemetery. However, no graves had been dug up from beginning to end, and not even a single weed had fallen on the graves.
My grandfather slapped the man twice on the spot, and the matter was settled. But I know that my grandfather must have been to the cemetery. Sometimes he came back in the middle of the night with the smell of a coffin on his body, just like the smell of the coffin in my house.
There is a rule in the countryside that coffins are not allowed into the house. Even the coffins prepared by the elderly for themselves can only be placed in the warehouse. But my grandfather not only brought the coffin into the house, he also occupied the east room which is used by people in the Northeast to worship their ancestors and immortals.
The only function of that coffin was to hold the huge sum of money my grandfather collected.
Every time my grandfather collected the big coins, he would turn off the lights in the middle of the night, squat on the ground in the dark, and grind the coins back and forth with a whetstone until the big coins could reflect light in the window.
After my grandfather had ground the coins, he threw them into the coffin in the inner room and never took them out again. He said that he put them in there to pad the bottom of his coffin. He never let me touch the big coins in the coffin, and if I did, he would slap my hand hard.
My grandfather also specifically told me: You must never tell anyone about family matters, not a single word. Even if you have a lot of questions, you must keep them to yourself. I will tell you what I should tell you sooner or later.
I didn't dare to think deeply about the things my grandfather didn't allow me to ask. Later, something happened and I realized that my grandfather was really not an ordinary person.
When I was ten years old, I followed my grandfather to a nearby county town to buy some wood. My grandfather asked me to wait by the roadside while he went to load the wood with others. At this time, an old man came up to me and asked me, "Young man, how old are you and what is your zodiac sign?"
I said, "I am ten years old and my zodiac sign is tiger, so what?"
The old man said to me, "I'll give you a hundred dollars, can you do some work for me?"
When I heard that it was 100 yuan, why not do it? I followed him. Who would have thought that when we got there, we found out that he wanted me to carry the coffin. The old man also said that he wanted to do something called "two tigers carrying the coffin".
I quit after hearing this. The elders said that if you are pressed by the coffin pole, your fortune will be bad for at least three years. If it is a close relative or elder, it is fine, but if you are carrying a coffin for an outsider, you may not be able to recover for ten or eight years.
I saw that the other "tiger" was about my age and was obviously a bit stupid. Otherwise, who would be willing to let their children come here to act as filial sons and carry the coffin
The old man asked me to carry the coffin. Isn't that cheating me
I wanted to leave, but the old man held me tightly, saying that I had already received the money and would not let me go. He held me down and put a belt around me. The MC shouted "burn incense" and was about to put the incense burner on my head.
When I was so scared that I kept hiding behind, my grandfather came out of nowhere, stretched out his hand to clamp the three incense sticks in the incense burner, and broke them out, breaking off the three incense sticks at once. My grandfather put the three burning incense heads upside down into the incense burner, then stretched out his hand to lift the belt on my body, and pulled me out.
The family became anxious on the spot, saying that my grandfather had ruined their family's luck and would not let us go no matter what.
My grandfather said with a cold face: "If you dare not let me go, I will make sure that the person in the coffin cannot leave!"
The old man who cheated me snorted and said, "If you want to leave, you have to pay me back. Your grandson took one hundred from me, but didn't do anything. You have to pay me three hundred. If you don't have money, you can pay me back with something else."
In those days, one hundred yuan was not a small sum. How could my grandfather have so much money? As a result, my grandfather gave all his wood to the old man Zhang who drove us here, and borrowed three hundred yuan from him to give to the family.
After my grandfather brought me out, he wandered around the county town for most of the day, and only arrived at the door of that house when it was almost dark. Right opposite the door of his house, he buried a pig-killing knife bought from a butcher at the market and a large coin.
After doing this, my grandfather turned around and left without saying a word. When he returned to the hotel, he said to Old Zhang, "Keep an eye on that family of Qinshang. When they hang three brambles at the door, come find me." Then he took me home that night.
I cried as I walked down the street: "It's all my fault. I was blackmailed."
My grandfather said, "It's okay. In a few days, I will make them kneel down and return the money."
I guess my grandfather said that because he couldn't save face. What could he do by burying those things
Who would have thought that more than half a month later, Old Zhang came running to my house in a hurry, and the first thing he said as soon as he entered the door was: Brother, you are amazing!
After you left, evil began to haunt that house. The old man who had died walked toward the house every day, and anyone who came into contact with him would have a high fever that wouldn't go away. Both adults and children were delirious because of the fever.
That family hired three groups of people in total. Those people were either idiots or incompetent. They were completely useless. Not only did they fail to suppress the thing, they almost got themselves involved.
Take the old bastard who cheated you of your money. He patted his chest in front of the villagers and said that he would be fine. As a result, the old woman bowed and nodded to send him to the village entrance. Before he left the village, you saw that the old bastard didn't take his feet on the right road. He looked at the main road, walked more than ten meters diagonally, dived on the ground, and crawled forward like a worm. He crawled all the way into the stinky ditch on the side of the road. When people pulled him out, his eyes were slanted.
The family saw that things were not going well, so they quickly spent a lot of money to invite an old man from another place. The man was quite a man, and soon after he came, he found the butcher knife you had buried.
The old man squatted on the ground and watched for a long time before he uttered, "You should go and apologize to the person you offended! Otherwise, I can only take care of the first day, but not the fifteenth."
The head of the family asked him what was going on, and the old man said, "The Feng Shui of your house is all about the front door. Someone has made a 'Thousand Miles Dragon' Feng Shui for your house. The earth energy from outside not only brings your family a lot of money, but also suppresses the evil spirit outside, preventing things from outside from coming in."
"Someone buried a bloody butcher knife at the door of your house, and it just happened to be stuck on the dragon's neck. 'A dragon comes from a thousand miles away', what else do you want? There is a vicious knife forcing the dragon to go, which not only blocks the feng shui of your house, but also brings evil spirits into the house. Add a guide fee, it would be strange if your old man didn't come back."
"The person who did this is an expert. He can make your family in turmoil with just a butcher knife. This shows that he is not only good at feng shui, but also can summon ghosts. If you haven't offended anyone, he wouldn't do it. If I intervene in this matter, I will also be implicated. I can't do anything about it."
The head of the family was so scared that he started crying and told you everything he had done to offend you.
The gentleman was furious at the time: "What are you doing? You are trying to cheat the gentleman! He didn't destroy your family directly, he was showing mercy. Go find someone quickly!
The old woman was so scared that she cried and said she couldn't find anyone. The head of the family pulled the master to talk to him for a long time, and he finally said that the family should hang a thorn stick at the door, and shouted a few times: "My master, my master is ignorant and offended the tiger's majesty. I should have apologized, but I couldn't find your fairyland. There is a thorn stick hanging on the door, you can come here to vent your anger."
Old Zhang was so excited when he said this: "That family has hung three thorns in three days. I saw it and came back to tell you the news. Brother, are you a gentleman?"
My grandfather said, "Why are you asking this?" and started to pack up and walked out with me. When we got to the house, my grandfather reached out and grabbed the brambles on the door, and walked into his yard with a swagger.
An old man in a blue Zhongshan suit also came out to greet us. When he saw my grandfather, he clasped his fists and said, "Gods appear in the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, and immortals hide in the Five Lakes and Four Seas. May I ask which incense stick you are burning?"
Although I didn't know what he meant by asking this question, I could guess that he probably wanted to get close to my grandfather.
But my grandfather held up the rattan stick and said: "The incense burner is broken, so I won't burn incense."
The old man's face changed several times before he sighed and pointed at the head of the family: "You caused this trouble yourself, so take it back yourself."
The old man came over and knelt down with a plop: "Old sir, I am ignorant. You are very powerful. Don't bother with me... Oh my God—"
My grandfather didn't wait for him to finish, and swung a whip to hit him in the face. The whip was full of wind, and it left a bloody mark on his face, and the old man cried out in pain.
My grandfather said with a cold face: "Put your hands down, you haven't hit me yet!"
My grandfather looked like he was ready to kill someone, and no one in the yard dared to come over to persuade him. The old man finally let go, but my grandfather slapped him again, hitting him so hard that blood kept flowing from his mouth.
My grandfather then threw the whip to me and said, "You get the last blow."
Last time I was afraid because they were so many, but this time I had my grandfather's support, so I had nothing to fear. I just walked forward with the whip in my hand. The old man didn't dare to do anything to my grandfather, but he just stared at me.
I was frightened by his look at first, but I recovered my senses immediately and swung the whip to hit him on the head and face. This time I hit him right on the eyelids, and he rolled on the ground like a pig being slaughtered.
I was so scared at the time, afraid that he would beat the person blind, so I quickly stole a glance at my grandfather.
My grandfather, however, acted as if nothing had happened: "Don't be afraid, he asked for it. He should be grateful that his eyes were not gouged out." (To be continued)