The Boy on Third Uncle's Back
Chapter 5:The Boy on Third Uncle's Back
Of course, as for the confusion in which he took off my sleeping skirt and kissed me these things, I had no intention of telling my aunt.
After my aunt heard my words, she took a long breath and opened her palms to let me see the jade doll.
“Tomorrow, do you see the birth of this doll, is it the same as yours?”
I looked at the yellow lettering paper in my eyes, and couldn't help but take a cold breath: "It's really, exactly the same thing, but what's going on, my birthday, how can I stick it on the jade doll?"
The aunt said, "It should be said that your birth story was a thousand years ago, and it was attached to this doll."
I was embarrassed: “What?”
My aunt did not speak again, and directed me to take out a yellow old book from the box under the bed.
"Tomorrow, this book, the ins and outs of the whole thing, is also the secret of our Du family for thousands of years, you look carefully, I just moved the spirit too tired, first rest for a while."
I had to help my aunt lie down and open the old book with a puzzle.
Most of the books are old, and there are many things I don't understand, but they probably mean it.
The meaning of the book is that a thousand years ago, a girl surnamed Du and a private visit to the people under the private Wang Zhao Qin love, but because of a false rumor of the villagers let Zhao Qin kill the Du girl, after the king suddenly realized, pained the king's blood died in the grave of Du girl, before the death of the poisoned oath, to live in the Du family village of the people are not at peace.
Since then, Dujia Village has been the dead, not peaceful, for this reason the villagers together to find the distant and famous Taoist, Taoist will now write a pair of jade dolls on the eight characters, the gods set up seals, also leave a prophecy, a thousand years later, the demon king reappears, Dujia Village will be invincible again.
After reading the book, my brain is blank.
It turns out that the white-clad ghost man was a prince a thousand years ago.
But I thought again, if I was a Du girl a thousand years ago, then the development of this story is really very bloody.
The aunt was not asleep, and she looked at me and said, "Tomorrow, now he's out of the cocoon, and it's only you who can stop him."
I was in a hurry: "But in all these years, you have never taught me that kind of knowledge, how can I stop a ghost to hurt the villagers?" 」
The aunt sighed: "I don't teach you for a reason, one is to let you live the life of ordinary people; second, there are some things, my life phase is not in contact, so there is no way to teach you."In addition, I also hope that this prophecy will not happen.But you saw your birthday after you were born, and you and your parents are inexplicable... I've been worried that you won't be able to hide."
Speaking of the past, my aunt and I are very tired, it is said that less than three days after I was born, the parents who dug up herbal medicine in the mountains jumped off the cliff inexplicably, now think about it, perhaps it is because of my life that they were given.
Aunt touched tears: "Recently, the village went out to work, working people, all came back inexplicably one by one, the situation is the same as you, said they received a phone call from their families."So, you have to learn something as soon as possible, at least to talk to him head-on, let him put down his attachments, and stop yearning for hatred."
“But... I’m still scared.”
"You have to try and overcome yourself, otherwise the lives of the people of this village will not be saved."
My aunt asked me to open the second half of the ancient books, all of which were the evil-mongering and anti-magic left by that Dao soil.
Then she put the jade doll on the case table for it, and let me go to the pillar incense.
The modern I gave me a thousand years ago to incense, which is also very strange.
After I finished incense, I barely read a few pages of books, but the meaning of which is very deep, it is very difficult to understand for a while and a half.
The sky is getting dark.
Looking at the smoke that was still raging in the mouth of the village, I sipped my eyes hard and wanted to learn more about the ancient books.
The aunt went to sleep after drinking a bowl of porridge, and in the sky, a hazy morning appeared.
At this moment, a person came to the door of the courtyard.
I looked at it clearly and saw that it was Uncle Sam, who seemed to be tired, bending down slightly, carrying a black and paste on his back.
“Uncle.”
I hurried to meet him, thinking that he was carrying something to the home, who knew that uncle promised me to approach, I was so scared that I stood upright.
He was not carrying something behind him, but something lying on his back, the ghost of the boy who had been behind him during the day.
At this time, the boy saw the frightened face of my face, opened his mouth to expose a mouthful of Baisensen's teeth and smiled, and said a word in the shade.
"Don't worry, I won't kill you."
My feet were soft to anything, although it was the third time I had seen him, but compared to the day, when it was late, I knew that it was the time when the spirit of the ghost was at its strongest, and the boy's face was as white as if he had touched a layer of flour.
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