"Xiao Yuan, go to Huai Village to inform your grandfather that your grandfather is dying."

My father's voice was slightly hoarse, coming from behind me and seemed extremely heavy.

Walking out of grandpa's room, my father seemed to have aged a few years, and the corners of his hair on both sides had already revealed a little silver. Although he has been ravaged by years, it can still be seen from his father's current outline that he was very young when he was young.

A very handsome young man.

After hearing what my father said, I frowned and glanced out the window. The weather was very bad, the wind was biting, the shadows of the trees were swaying, and the wind was blowing.

My surname is Zhong and my given name is Yuan. Because the day I was born was the Hungry Ghost Festival, and my surname has the same pronunciation as the Chinese character, I called it Zhong Yuan. In a certain sense, the Hungry Ghost Festival belongs to Taoism, and is commonly known in some places.

"Ghost Festival", "Ghost Festival", Day of the Dead, half of July. Children born on this day, except for those with particularly tough fates, are generally weak and sick. Although I was also born on this day, I was

Born at noon, when the yang energy is the strongest in the day, so I am a little better than others, of course, only a little.

Later I found out that it was my grandfather who used some unorthodox methods to help my mother sustain herself from the darkest early morning to noon.

My parents are still alive at home, and there is also a grandfather. My grandmother passed away not long after I was born. I heard from my father that there is an uncle who I have never met. He seems to be at odds with my grandfather. He only came to see me once when I was born.

Later, I heard from others that my uncle was prosperous in a big city and lived a very comfortable life. As for why he and my grandfather were at odds, no one told me in detail.

It seemed that my uncle was determined not to go home. He even didn't come back to see his grandpa because he was seriously ill. I learned from a neighbor that in fact, my uncle had not received any news about grandpa's serious illness. Originally, my father planned to go and inform him.

Uncle, but the stubborn grandfather refused. If he saw his unfilial son come back, he would directly hit him to death. The grandfather's words made the father put out the thoughts in his heart and had to give up.

Huai Village is actually not far from our village, but it is in the mountains and forests. There are only a dozen or so households in the village, most of them are relatives. It is a bit eerie even during the day. The sun has been setting for a long time now, leading to Huai Village.

The road was even more terrifying. Since that incident, I rarely go out at night, let alone go to Huai Village.

It's not long before the college entrance examination. I don't want to catch those dirty things. If I can't take the college entrance examination as scheduled, I won't be able to go to big cities to study and see the outside world. Getting out of this small mountain village has been my wish since I was a child, especially the village chief's.

The last time my grandson came back from the city, his magnificent outfit was enough to scare the dirty slugs in our village. Coupled with what happened before, I bit the bullet and said:

"Dad, do you really want me to go? The last time I went there, I encountered what happened. You should know very well that if I go there again this time, no one can save me. How about you come with me and be a

Companion."

What I said is also true. A few years ago, I went to Man Ye’s house to play. Because I overplayed it for a while, it was already very late when I got home.

, it only took half an hour to walk, and I walked for most of the night. Finally, Butcher Zhang at the entrance of the village passed by, saw me wandering around, woke me up, and then took me home.

It sounds incredible, but I really followed the familiar path and didn't know that I was treading water in the same place. Later, when I thought about the weird things the people in the village said, I got scared.

My father was smoking a dry cigarette, staring at me with his dark and bright eyes. A pungent smell of smoke rolled towards me. The thick smell of smoke made me cough repeatedly, but my father did not blame me. He slowly

After slowly looking away, he turned around and walked into the room.

After a while, he pushed open the old wooden door and held an oilcloth bag in his hand. In this era, oilcloth is relatively rare and is generally more common in the north. Our village already belongs to the south, and oilcloth is the top

Oiled cloth, used for waterproofing, moisture-proof, and moisture-proof.

"Dad, what is this?"

I looked at the things in his hands curiously. In this small house, I have played with everything, but I have never seen this cloth bag. It can be seen that it is a treasure. I have basically used everything in the house.

After playing with it, even my grandfather’s ancient books were almost falling apart due to my tampering with them.

Dad did not speak, but walked to the wooden table and placed the oilcloth on the table. Under the dim light, the oilcloth bag gave off a mysterious luster.

"You have grown up, so I will leave this thing to you. Keep it well. You can wear it on your body. It may be useful."

My father carefully opened the cloth bag wrapped in layers, and inside there was a piece of jade pendant with a round color. There were five gaps around the jade pendant. I stretched out my hand to grab it out of curiosity, and my five fingers fit right into these gaps.

Match.

It just makes me a little depressed. Others say that good jade feels a little warm when held in the hand, but this piece of jade feels a little cold when held in the hand.

Except for these five notches, the jade pendant looks bright white, but there are some magical golden lines on the surface of the jade, which are not very obvious. There is a small hole on the edge. I lifted it up and pointed it.

I turned on the light to see the texture of this piece of jade, and I was surprised to find that there were bloodshot threads in the center of the jade pendant, and they were still moving slowly.

"It would have been nice if I had left it to him back then. Maybe I could have changed everything..."

When my father saw me looking at this jade pendant, he started talking to himself, with regret on his face.

"Dad, what is this? Why are there blood streaks in the middle of this jade pendant? Is it a piece of blood jade?"

I was quite shocked and put away this jade pendant, but I thought in my heart that this jade pendant should be able to be exchanged for some money and buy some food. I don't know how much money it can be exchanged for.

There are also many people in the countryside who have antiques. Not long ago, someone came to collect them. Many people sold the antiques at low prices, but I think this jade pendant should be sold for a lot of money.

There are two types of blood jade. One refers to a kind of red jade produced in the snowy plateau of Tibet, called Gongjuema Song, commonly known as plateau blood jade. It is named because of its bright red color.

Another kind of blood jade makes people feel a little scary. It does not refer to just that kind of jade, but to jade that has been penetrated by blood. Whether it is jade, Hotan, topaz, etc., as long as it is truly transparent,

Bloody jade is blood jade. The formation of blood jade is related to the corpse. When a person is buried, a jade object used as a holding jade is forcibly stuffed into the mouth. If the person has just died and swallowed it in one breath, the jade is stuffed at that time.

If it enters, it will fall into the throat with the air and enter the dense blood vessels. If it is left for thousands of years, it will be soaked with dead blood, and the blood threads will reach the heart of the jade, and a gorgeous blood jade will be formed.

This kind of thing is often swallowed by skeletons. It is the most enveloping of all jade plugs for corpses, and it is also the most evil one. My family does not have many books, but there are still a few, including some ancient books and some

These are the notes of some of my ancestors, which record many evil things.

I don’t know why, my academic performance is not good, but I am particularly interested in these weird things. I can remember many things, or maybe I have been influenced by my grandfather since I was a child.

Real blood jade is ruddy in color and is produced in the snowy plateau of Tibet. Judging from the appearance of this jade piece, it seems that it is not the same. If this is true, then how can it be seen in such a special environment?

arrive?

"This is a treasure passed down from our ancestors, and it is also a token. You must not lose it. I heard from my ancestors that our family has accumulated a lot of bad luck, and it is only because of this piece of jade that we are safe and sound. I know you are such a kid.

Greedy, let me tell you clearly, if you lose this piece of jade, we will all die! Okay, I won’t tell you more, anyway, you little kids won’t believe these things, you wear

This thing goes to Huai Village to find you, Mr. Man."

Dad seems a little tired. Although he is still a farmer in his thirties, his back is bent due to years of hard work. There are some deep wrinkles on his face. He looks like he is in his forties or fifties.

Although this piece of jade is not big, it is very inconvenient to carry. I took another look at the cloth bag and saw a red rope. This red rope was dark red and was obviously woven from several small red ropes.

, holding it in my hand, there was a sense of warmth. When I put it to my nose and smelled it, I seemed to be able to smell the smell of blood coming from here.

Later, I learned that this was caused by black dog blood soaked for a certain period of time, and it had a strong ability to ward off evil spirits.

Black dog blood can ward off evil spirits, but it must be a male dog with black hair, because dogs are originally animals with strong yang energy, just like big roosters, and those evil things are born by nourishing yin, so dog blood can remove them

Because of the yin energy, generally evil things will retreat when seeing a black dog.

After hanging up this jade pendant, I bit the bullet, picked up the homemade lantern and went out.

The lantern is actually made of a big Coke bottle, sawed off in half, and then put a candle inside, drilled a few small holes in it, threaded it with a rope, and then gathered it and tied it to a wooden stick about a foot long.

In this day and age, using a flashlight is already a luxury. If you see someone holding a silver-white flashlight with a large battery in the village, your family is definitely well off.

It is already November, and the weather is already very cold, especially in rural areas. Frost will fall at night. If you wake up the next day, everything will be completely white. So at night, when frost falls, a bone-piercing cold will sweep over you.

Come.

My father directly put his military jacket on me. My grandfather was a soldier, so this clothes was worn by my grandfather for my father. Although it was a little tattered, it was very warm.
Chapter completed!