Chapter 180 Chapter Eighteen

In the few days after recovering from not eating or drinking for two days, my grandfather often sat in front of the abacus for a morning, an afternoon or even a night. No matter what his wife tried to persuade him, he was as silent as a stone man. The language does not cry or laugh. Sometimes when it was time to eat, grandpa knocked on the bowl and chopsticks and called grandpa to eat, but he couldn't hear him. He had to poke his armpit with chopsticks before he suddenly woke up.Because grandpa knew that he was afraid of acid, if he scratched his armpit or the soles of his feet a little, he would laugh out loud.After Grandpa was poked by Grandpa's chopsticks and laughed for a while, he calmed down and looked at Grandpa blankly, with two lines of tears streaming from his eyes.

Grandpa naturally didn't understand what grandpa was thinking, and expressed surprise at his tears. It's not just about eating, grandpa will be silent for a long time when he squats in the toilet.Grandma saw that he hadn't come out of the toilet for several hours, so she stopped the grandfather who was playing, and said, "Go to the toilet to see your father. It's been almost an hour. How can it take so long!" Grandpa knocked hard on the wooden fence door of the latrine.Grandpa woke up from his contemplation, and reached out to take out paper balls in the gaps in the earthen wall.When he pulled it out, he was stunned again, a wonderful idea flashed through his head, he didn't let go of this flash of inspiration, so a series of ideas came out.

"Okay! That's it!" Grandpa was overjoyed and couldn't help shouting. Grandpa standing outside the latrine was startled by the sudden thunderclap. He didn't know that grandpa could be so excited when going to the latrine. Grandpa's eyes lit up, and he was about to stand up quickly, only then did he feel that his legs had become numb from squatting for a long time. After getting out of the toilet, he quickly ran towards the accounting room, as if he was in a hurry to urinate and ran to another toilet.Both grandma and grandpa were taken aback by his series of actions, thinking that he had been hungry for two days and his nerves were starved to death.

Grandpa ran into the counting room, flipped the abacus again, and started writing with a brush on the paper.In Grandpa’s manuscript, he told us that his excitement at the time was because he finally thought of an excellent way to take out toilet paper.If he had told Grandpa directly at that time: I have calculated that you will encounter a kind of yaksha ghost in a certain day after many years, and you must not fight her, she will kill you.What can you do to avoid this bad luck and ensure your own safety.Then, the backlash effect will be unimaginably serious. The backlash effect will not only threaten grandpa himself, but will also affect grandpa, which is even worse than the Yasha ghost many years later.This is not worth the candle.

This is also one of the reasons why people who calculate horoscopes can't tell others everything, some things can only be mentioned in a taboo manner.To put it bluntly, it is not good for both the speaker and the listener. There used to be an extremely famous fortune teller in Huamei Village. He got the true biography of a strange person when he was only about 30 years old, and he was extremely arrogant.Whenever anyone wanted to calculate the horoscope, he would explain it clearly. He would tell the people who came to do the horoscope in detail.Therefore, people who know the future will not go out on that day to prevent falls; or hang their money bags around their necks on that day to prevent loss.All of a sudden, people who heard the news flocked to him, waiting in line in front of his house to count their fortunes.Because of this, he raised the price of calculating horoscopes and made a lot of money.

This fortune teller has a beautiful wife who is greedy for pleasure and has an eye for money.Seeing her husband earning a lot of money, she was so happy from ear to ear. At that time, there was already a monk in Xiangyan Mountain, and the monk came to his house specially once, and told him to stop.But everyone's flattery, compliments from his wife, and the lavish money made him unable to restrain himself, and made him dizzy.Not only did he not accept the monk's favor, but he scolded the monk badly. Then the evil happened.A court convict who killed countless people passed by here, and gave the fortune teller all the gold he had stolen from him, and told him to show him the way to escape in the future.When the fortune teller saw the shining gold, he cheerfully explained clearly where the prisoner would meet, who he would meet, and where he would escape.

The imperial criminal, who could not repay the blood debt by beheading a hundred heads, escaped the court's intensive search and arrest, and was at large.Not only that, but the prisoner killed more innocent people on the way to escape. For a period of time, the fortune teller was still happily counting horoscopes for everyone who came, until the seventeenth day of July. On the night of July 17, he and his wife were strolling beside a pond full of lotus flowers.At this time, many people have finished burning paper for the dead, and the ghost gate is about to be closed. He and his wife were walking by the pond, when suddenly a group of people came in front of them, each holding a round lotus leaf in their hands, crying loudly, tears dripping into the lotus leaf, and gathered into a ball.Everyone who passed by them was like this. There were many transparent tears in the lotus leaves, and they sank under the pressure of the lotus leaves.

He and his wife watched the men pass by in bewilderment.And those people didn't seem to see the couple by the pond, they were sobbing and weeping without looking sideways, and walked slowly. These people walked for nearly ten minutes before they disappeared. There were more than a hundred people in total.After watching these people leave, he and his wife suddenly felt cold and had goosebumps all over their bodies.His wife said coldly, and he hurried home with his wife. After returning home, he felt his head was heavy with lead, and fell asleep early. On July 18th, that is, the next morning, just after dawn, the fortune teller's wife woke up from her sleep, turned over, and found that her back was empty.Her husband has never had the habit of getting up so early, she wondered.

She lay on the bed and called her husband's name, but no one answered.A crow on the locust tree outside the window chirped along, then flapped its wings and flew away, like a black soul flying away.