After getting my mood cleared up, I became a happy elementary school student again. I rode on the horse, shouted "Kimger" and returned home.

As soon as I entered the yard, I called my mother and grandfather. The father of my crosstalk actor is a very wise man. He was not at home when he was performing, and he liked to go out to meet friends without performing. Yesterday, it was said that he went to Dafeng County again to "connect" with friends.

My mother brought a basin of water and was walking towards the house where my grandfather lived. When she saw me coming back, she seemed relieved: "Xiaodong, it's good that you'll be back. You'll accompany my grandfather. My mother is going to Hanshan to pick camphor trees for my grandfather."

"What? Grandpa's foot is sprained again?"

When I heard my mother's words, I immediately frowned.

My grandfather's hometown is in the mountainous area of ​​Yimeng, Shandong. Because his family was hard, he went out to beg for food when he was very young. On heavy rain and snow, he was also a pair of rag shoes. He traveled thousands of families to visit thousands of households, so he fell into a cold disease. He was also bitten by a vicious dog from the landlord's family and became an old injury, so he was very prone to sprain.

Once my grandfather's foot is sprained, ordinary hospitals cannot cure it, and ordinary methods of trauma are not effective. Later, an old Chinese doctor gave a prescription, which requires mixing white wine with more than a hundred years of old camphor tree branches, boiling them into medicine soup, and washing them for three consecutive days. Moreover, the old Chinese doctor also said that the centenary old camphor tree is the most psychic and must have the injured relatives go there. If you call a helper, the effect will be reduced.

Near Chudu, only Hanshan on the west bank of Yunlong Lake, which is more than a hundred years old, is only available. Hanshan is a mass grave. It is almost seven o'clock now, and it is dark...

"Mom, it's dark, you go to Hanshan alone..."

I looked at my mother's face carefully and found that her face turned pale: "Don't go, why not take care of my grandfather at home."

"What should I do if your grandfather's injury?"

Mom gritted her teeth: "Don't worry, mom will be back soon, it's okay."

"I'll go!"

I raised my head and said, "Dad is not at home, I am the pillar of this family, it's just decided!" At this moment, I suddenly felt that I had grown up a lot, and what I said was really a bit sonorous.

"You?" Mom was stunned and shook her head quickly, "No, Hanshan is a mass grave. You are still young, how can you go to that kind of place?"

"It is precisely because of this that I must go." I persuaded my mother: "Grandpa said that there are three fires on a man's head and shoulders. Even if there is a ghost, I dare not get close to him. I am a man, and it's okay for me to go..."

"Xiaodong..." Mom's eyes turned red and her voice trembled.

"Mom, don't be moved. Actually, I just want to take the opportunity to run out of the wild, haha..." I pushed my dad's 28th eternal life and walked out of the yard.

***

It was about five kilometers from my grandfather's house to Hanshan. I rode my bicycle and ran along the Yunlong Lake embankment to Hanshan.

It is early September now, and there are still many people sitting there with mats on the embankment of Yunlong Lake to enjoy the cool air. Many people are floating in the lake. But when we reach the west of the embankment, there are fewer people, and the road surface is becoming bumpy and difficult to move. There is only a street light every fifty or sixty meters, radiating a dark yellow light.

I looked up at the sky. Tonight it was a bad weather with clouds covering the moon. Under the dim light, the reeds by the lake were blown by the wind, making a strange "rustling" sound, which really made people feel a little numb.

I felt my calves a little weak, and I began to regret why I didn't call Wang Zhan to come together, and at most I just asked him to accompany me to the foot of the mountain. But I guess if I called him, this guy didn't dare to come...

I finally rode to the end of the embankment. Hanshan was the dark mountain in front. According to my mother's instructions, I locked my bicycle and pushed it into the grass on the east hillside and hid it. Then I hugged my waist and climbed up the mountain. According to my mother, the century-old camphor tree grew on the hillside on the east hillside of Hanshan. The soil nearby was red and very easy to recognize.

Hanshan is not a tourist attraction like Yunlong Mountain. The so-called mountain roads are also stepped out. It rained a few days ago and it was very difficult to walk. I thought it would be very difficult to climb, but I didn’t expect that the Book of Merit in the World not only changed my learning ability, but also improved my physical strength and physical flexibility. With my hands and feet, I was like an agile monkey, who swished through countless graves standing on the hillside, and soon arrived near the century-old camphor tree that my mother mentioned.

Camphor trees are notoriously difficult to grow. They can grow to the size of bowls. Even if they are rare, this camphor tree is as thick as a pair of people hugging each other, and is more than ten meters high.

I stood under the tree, so worried.

Because I was so anxious that I forgot to bring my tools, I can only climb trees now. I guess I have to climb up four or five meters before I can get into those thinner branches.

"Phhh!"

There are cold winds in this place, and there are many graves. If I stay for a while, I can't take it and see ghost fires. I don't want to delay it, so I spit out a few mouthfuls of spitting in my hand, took out the naughty way of climbing trees and plucking bird eggs when I was a child, and crawled up the tree. In a few minutes, I encountered a thin branch, which broke it immediately and quickly slid back to the ground along the tree body.

According to my mother's instructions, I clamped the broken camphor tree under my arm, bowed to the camphor tree, and murmured: "Thank you, my grandfather's foot was injured, so I had to ask you for help. Don't blame me, don't blame me..."

After bowing, I turned around and was about to leave. At this moment, I suddenly felt a sudden heat in my lower abdomen. A heat flow that was several times stronger than the air flow produced at noon yesterday appeared in my body and circled around me.

"Meditity? I took camphor wood for my grandfather. Because I came in a hurry, I never thought about what to repay if I did good deeds. I didn't expect that the book of merit in the world would actually buy it, and the vitality produced was even stronger than last time."

The vitality described in mythological novels should be this kind of thing, and I gave it a name.

The vital energy produced this time was not directly absorbed by my body like last time, but circulated in my body, like mercury leaking, and it was everywhere. I stood quietly under the tree and felt the magic of this vital energy. When it flowed to my eyes, I found that my vision doubled, and even the mottled leaves on the top of the big camphor tree could see clearly; when it flowed to my ears, I felt that my hearing became stronger, and I could even hear the chirping of larvae that could not be heard under normal circumstances, and the sound of wind passing through the mountains in the distance...

I couldn't help but open my arms, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the magical changes in my body. Unexpectedly, as I raised my hands, most of this vitality was concentrated on my arms, and goose bumps suddenly appeared on my hands.

It was cold and gloomy, with something unhealthy smell, and I felt it directly. I had a cold war and opened my eyes in horror. Suddenly, I found that on the graves around 100 meters near me, there were spots of green light coming up!

"Ghost Fire!"

I exclaimed, and my heart beat violently...
Chapter completed!