I closed the door of the courtyard and handed the key to the courtyard to a staff member. After living here for several years, when I was about to leave, I realized that I actually couldn’t bear to leave Beijing.
Qinhuai followed me, carrying a bag of luggage for me, and said: "Chengyi, wait for me in Sichuan. I will come find you after I finish some things."
"Don't be like this. Then your grandpa knows that you want to go wandering with me, so he still can't beat me?" I said casually. In my heart, I really decided to spend three years alone and go to the interview alone. To this society, not to who must be around you.
"You mean you haven't decided on a place to stay yet?" Qinhuai asked with raised eyebrows.
"Yeah, I don't know what I can do yet. How do I decide where to stay?" As soon as I finished saying this, scattered light snow fell from the sky. Yes, time passed very quickly. When I finished processing some After all the chores, more than two months had passed without realizing it. From the end of August to mid-November, Beijing had entered early winter. I didn't realize it until I saw the snowflakes falling.
In fact, a person's life is not too difficult, isn't it just like this for more than two months
I was in a daze and didn't hear what Qinhuai said next to me. It wasn't until Qinhuai called me: "I said Chengyi, are you really not thinking about it?" I finally realized: "What are you thinking about?"
"Consider staying in Beijing, stay in our department. You know that you have also made contributions to the old village chief, and the relationship between your master and me..." Qinhuai said seriously.
"No, at least not now. Don't worry about me. Really, look, it's been more than two months, hasn't it?" I can't use Taoism indiscriminately. This is a requirement given to me by my master. So, what do I do in that department? Like Qinhuai, be a civil servant? However, I didn't tell Qinhuai this. If Master believed it, I just wanted to keep it in my heart.
At this time, I had already walked out of the alley. I took the luggage from Qinhuai and refused to let him give it away again.
This is what I agreed with many people at the beginning. After all, I have many friends in Beijing over the years. When I leave, people will naturally come to see me off. But I have experienced too many separations since I was a child, and I no longer want to leave. I was touched, so I rejected them all.
There was only Qinhuai, who begged for nothing and wanted to see me off, but I insisted that he only send me to the alley entrance, and I didn’t want to face it again in my life! ! Is this what a child must experience in his life? Lonely!
Qinhuai still wanted to say something, but I had already taken the luggage, waved to Qinhuai, and left without looking back. There were scattered snowflakes in the sky. This time I suppressed the desolation in my heart, and I felt lonely. It is something that everyone must face when growing up, although I faced it a little early and left home when I was young.
But if that's the case, then... shouldn't I have to adapt earlier? Oh, it still hurts. This time I say goodbye to a life and... some friends.
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Because of money, I only bought a hard-seat ticket. Amidst the roar of the train and the bustle of the crowd, I took off my hat and closed myself up again. I found that because of too many partings , I am already afraid of contacting too many people because I have too many feelings to let go of, and I am easily sentimental. What kind of problem is this
A few strangers next to me had already been quarreling with each other, talking nonsense, exchanging food, and playing cards. I was the only one who was out of place...
Their excitement is theirs, me? Maybe in the end, we are just one person after all! Is leaving home, leaving friends, and my master also a sign of my fate
Thinking about it and feeling a little bored, I walked to the connection point of the train and lit a cigarette. The passages along the way were crowded with people. It was through these frictions and contacts that I felt like I was in the human world.
The smoke is rising. It has been more than two months. In the past two months, I have not thought about returning to Sichuan immediately and returning to my parents, but I feel that I do not have the courage to invest in a new life, so I have been living in a courtyard. With.
Every day, I practice Qigong, study the Taoist books left by my master, then buy groceries, cook, and sleep. I live a somewhat closed life. I don’t even interact with friends very much. I know that we are about to leave, so I don’t want to add new sadness.
Just like that, after I thought I had adapted, I went to see my uncle once and asked him to help contact some staff and help me transport some important things back to Sichuan.
But what is helpless is that this time, my uncle is not here either. He said he would be away for half a year. In the end, it was my senior uncle who helped me handle these things.
After the things were shipped back to Sichuan, I stayed for another week before leaving the courtyard.
Originally, I borrowed 500 yuan from Qinhuai. It lasted for a month, but I couldn't survive anymore, so I borrowed some more. Now I have borrowed 3,000 yuan from Qinhuai one after another. After all, I have to go home. You can't go back to see your parents empty-handed, right
Master left me everything except a penny. Thinking of this, I feel a little bitter inside. Is making money the first step for me to face life? Is there anyone like me? After being without your own support for more than two months, you owe 3,000 yuan
Haha, Chen Chengyi, you are really poor! Thinking like this, I smoked to the end.
When I returned to my seat, I found that the seat by the window had been taken by someone else. It was a buddy who was sitting next to me. When he saw me coming back, the buddy said to me embarrassedly: "Brother, I have some motion sickness, can you sit down?" here?"
He spoke Mandarin, but his accent had a strong Sichuan accent. I felt a little friendly, and I didn't intend to care about him at first, so I smiled friendly and silently, and then sat in his original seat.
Maybe out of embarrassment, after I sat down, the guy enthusiastically took out a bottle of Jianlibao and handed it to me, saying, "Want a bottle?"
But I don’t like to accept things from others, and I’m very cautious about avoiding cause and effect, so I refused in Sichuan dialect: “I’m not thirsty, thank you.”
"Are you from Sichuan too?" The guy was a little surprised.
But I had no intention of talking anymore, and nodded in a friendly manner, then pretended to be very tired, took off my hat, and pretended to go to sleep.
I guess my coldness was a little too obvious, so my friend couldn't say much and continued to brag with others. I was thinking about my own thoughts alone, thinking about where Master would be, thinking about Uncle Hui's injury, and thinking about Sheng. Where will my brother be? What is that purple plant? Does it have anything to do with the formation of a corpse raising ground in the south? I don’t feel that time is sad either.
But at this moment, the Sichuan buddy who was sitting in my seat caught my attention by what he accidentally said to me. He said loudly: "I'm not lying, my mother-in-law ( Grandma) really knows some voodoo skills!"
Folk master? I suddenly became interested, and my heart was close to the Miao border area, so I began to listen carefully with my ears open.
"Gu magic? What is that? It sounds weird?"
"You're not bragging, are you? I do know some voodoo arts, but they are all things witches play."
The people around me obviously want to hear something new, but they definitely won’t really believe it. Everyone on the train just got to know each other briefly, so who can really believe what others say
"I know you don't believe it! Who said that bewitching is done by witches? You don't understand this." The guy continued to brag to the people around him, but this topic obviously aroused everyone's interest, and he didn't People go and refute him.
I just urged him to talk faster, and this guy was proud, and then said: "My mother-in-law is not from Sichuan, but she married to Sichuan later. Do you know where my mother-in-law is from? She is from the Miao Village in western Hunan!" Where is Xinjiang? It's in western Hunan and Yunnan. I'm not bragging, the people in the Miao village know more or less some voodoo arts. I didn't know it before. It was just when I was a child. Once..."
The guy blew it, but I felt it was unreliable. Who said the people in the Miao village must know the art of poison? You must know that most Miao people have been Sinicized now. Even if they are not Sinicized, there are not many Gu Miao from ancient times to the present. It is mysterious. Some Gu Miao villages do not even have contact with other villages. Everyone knows how they became Miao villages. Poison
Therefore, I decided that the guy was bragging, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Listening to him bragging, I felt a little drowsy and wanted to sleep.
But his next sentence caught my attention: "I offended that person, didn't I have a stomachache all night? Then after my mother-in-law saw it, she didn't know what kind of herbs she gave me, and then you guessed my second I had diarrhea, what did I pull out? You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but I pulled out a weird bug that I have never seen before. My mother-in-law said that it was a bug that the poisoner cultivated himself, but his technique was not very clever. Humph, that poison is hidden in the nail cap."
Yes, it was the last sentence that caught my attention, "Under the Fingernails". If you are not a knowledgeable person, you will never say this.
You know, although I don't play Gu, like Ruyue, Grandma Lingqing is a professional, but I have heard them talk about some things that can be spread. One of them is that when I went to the Miao Village, I saw dirty fingernails. People, stay away, because the poison is hidden under your fingernails. Most of them are insect eggs. If you flick them lightly, they will get into your food. If you use more skillful techniques, they will flick them directly into your nose.
This is indeed just a very crude way of laying a poison, and this kind of poison is not difficult to deal with, because the bugs usually die quickly, and many eggs may not be effective before they are melted by the stomach acid, but this guy's Is your mother-in-law really a sensible person
Thinking of this, I got a little interested, so I took off my hat and asked the buddy in Sichuan dialect: "Brother, do you know a lot? Is your mother-in-law really from the Miao Village? I have been to Xiangxi, you Which village does your mother-in-law belong to?"