Chapter 279 Chapter 45: Calling the Grave

Sometimes I think that the wrinkles on Grandpa's face are not just the characterization of time, but more the polishing of vicissitudes. During lunch, Grandpa once again mentioned "Hundred Skills Exorcism". Unfortunately, I don't have the ability to separate myself, so I can't rush to school immediately to see if the book is still under my bed.If "Hundred Skills Expelling" is really stolen by "Spirits", then it will be troublesome.When I was worrying, Grandpa patted my shoulder and said with a kind smile: "Don't think about it. Let's talk about Uncle Jin's wooden bed first. You can't eat a cake with one bite, and you can't dig a well with a hoe." .”

After dinner, I wanted to learn something about the weather from my grandpa.I thought, if I could predict the weather of the next day as accurately as my grandfather, I would definitely attract the envy and admiration of all my classmates.At that time, I was young and didn't know how to be stable, and I loved to show off among my classmates and friends. But as soon as the chopsticks were put down, people from the village came to grandpa, saying that the chickens at home had not been returned to the cage for several nights, and asked grandpa to help figure out where the chickens were scattered.I had to go out to find playmates by myself.

In the evening, my grandfather asked me to go to Uncle Jin's house for dinner. Master Yi has already arrived, and he was helping to wash the vegetables when we entered.Uncle Jin is adding fire to the stove, and Uncle Jin's wife is waving a spatula to stir-fry.As soon as I entered the door, I was choked by the peppery smell in the room and coughed continuously, with tears in my eyes. Grandpa still sneezed, wiped his nose and shouted, "Are you making chili fried pork? Your chili is really good!" Meals were prepared quickly.Uncle Jin's wife quickly put all the dishes on the table, and then raised the wine to toast Grandpa: "Master Ma, I will leave all the questions about ghosts tonight to you."

Grandpa also picked up the wine, glanced around, and said, "You can't leave it all to me. I still need everyone's help. If I recruit Xu Yi's soul, Uncle Jin must pay attention to see if you see it." The person who made the wooden bed in the past. If yes, don’t talk, just nod; if not, just shake your head. Please don’t talk after Master Yi took us to Xu Yi’s grave.” Master Yi nodded.Uncle Jin's wife didn't go with us, so grandpa didn't say anything about her. I thought Grandpa had left me out, so I asked eagerly, "Grandpa, what about me?" Grandpa smiled and said, "You'll be fine. You're about the same age as Xu Yi, so he won't be afraid of speaking." After finishing speaking, Grandpa took a sip of his wine.

Uncle Jin hurriedly served Grandpa food and said some compliments. After dinner, grandpa set off immediately.Master Yi asked: "Master Ma, don't you bring something?" Grandpa patted his chest and said with a smile: "Just go with a heart." After speaking, he took the lead and stepped out of the gate.A few of us quickly followed. When I went out, the sunset glow outside covered the sky, making people's faces glow red.Grandpa only drank a few sips of wine, reflected by the sunset, his face was as red as boiled shrimp, as if he had drunk too much. Looking at the distant sky, the clouds are like ignited cotton wool, burning blazingly.Houses, trees, cattle and sheep, chickens and ducks are all immersed in the sky full of red, enjoying this rare serenity, without crying.Although I didn't drink, I felt a little drunk walking in such a scenery.Uncle Jin and Master Yi may not have much ink and elegance in their stomachs, but they also quietly followed behind Grandpa without saying a word, as if they were afraid of breaking the beautiful tranquility.

Quiet, very quiet.Since that time, I have never seen such a quiet natural scenery.Maybe, it's not that there will be no quiet scenery in the future, but that my mood has changed a lot, and my heart can no longer be quiet. Grandpa's heart seems to have been in a quiet state all the time, just like the sunset at that time, like the clouds at that time.When grandpa boasted in front of others that he had a nephew who went to a key university, I only hoped to have a quiet heart like grandpa. Grandpa's heart is too quiet, so quiet that it will not change with time.He also thought that the current university is like the ancient Taixue, and after the ten-year cold window is over, it will become famous in one fell swoop.It's no wonder he is proud of me, an unreliable honor.

Every time I return to my hometown from the far Northeast, my grandfather always asks me about the outside world, whether there is no rice in the Northeast and only steamed buns, and whether Beijing is shining with gold.Grandpa can predict the unpredictable weather and calculate the mysterious and boundless life. However, his footsteps have never stepped out of Hunan, and he has lived near Dongting Lake all his life. I have traveled half of China, but I only want to go back to my hometown, and spend more time by his old man's side, listening to him talk about the past years and the deeds of my ancestors, and I just want to follow him on the quiet roads in the countryside.

However, I know that these can only be thought about in the head, and it is impossible to truly realize them.There is no way to do this, just like my grandfather can't stand by and watch the trivial matters of the folks because he knows alchemy, and I, after studying in university, have to run around outside with a false aura. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that I feel that the sunset glow of that night is really peaceful, leaving a lingering impression in my mind. When he got to the old river, Grandpa stopped suddenly.We all stopped, not knowing what happened to Grandpa. Grandpa didn't move, and none of us dared to move.

Grandpa suddenly turned his head and shouted to a field ridge beside the old river: "Don't think that I don't know you are following, don't follow anymore!" There were no pedestrians on that field ridge. "Don't you want us to follow?" Uncle Jin asked in confusion. "Not about you!" Grandpa's voice was still loud. Grandpa stood for a while, then turned to us and said, "Okay, it's gone. Let's go on." "Who left?" Uncle Jin asked.He looked around, there was no one else here except us. Grandpa said: "A lonely ghost, just followed us for a long time."

Uncle Jin and Master Yi immediately shrank their heads and tails, and approached Grandpa closely as if they were afraid of the cold.Grandpa said: "You don't have to be afraid of it, it has already left. Besides, this kind of wandering spirit is like a snake in the mountains. If you don't touch it, it will not attack you for no reason." After walking along the old river for a while, I finally arrived in front of Master Yi's house.But we didn't enter Master Yi's house, but we took a small path from the side and walked straight to the top of the mountain.Uncle Jin's body was a little fat, and he made a wheezing sound when climbing the mountain road.Master Yi is thinner and walks more briskly, but his face is dignified and thoughtful.Grandpa stared straight at the top of the mountain. Although the tea tree covered the top of the mountain, Grandpa seemed to have seen the khaki tomb through the tea tree and weeds.I follow at the end.

Listening to the sound of Uncle Jin's wheezing breathing, he walked another difficult road, and finally reached the top of the mountain.The new grave lay quietly in front of us.On the tombstone is engraved "the tomb of the beloved son Xu Yi", and on the lower left side is engraved "Xu's father, horse and mother weeping and standing".Looking at the word "weeping" written in official script, one could imagine the grief-stricken look of Xu Yi's parents as they supported his coffin. Xu Yi seemed to sense our arrival.A cool wind blows gently, and the tea tree leaves rustle slightly.The wild grass swayed and caressed gently at the feet.The lantern with only the skeleton is still inserted here.Funeral lanterns are different from ordinary lanterns.The usual lanterns are the size of pumpkins and are hung from a string.Funeral lanterns are only one-third the size of ordinary lanterns, and instead of hanging from strings, they are held up by a thin bamboo pole.Its shape is somewhat similar to the long-handled hammer in ancient cold weapons. When the deceased is buried, the family hosting the funeral will invite a few underage children to hold up these lanterns to go to the funeral together.The lanterns given out cannot be taken back, and are usually left on the grave. The lanterns made of this kind of paper and bamboo strips cannot withstand the wind and rain. It is a miracle that this lantern can be kept until now.At this time, the sunset glow has faded a bit, although the clouds above the head are not so red, but there is still a little red in the sky that has not faded.The whole sky looked like a washed-out blue cloth. "Xu Yi." Grandpa called to the deserted tomb, as if calling a door with someone inside.It is impossible for the people in the grave to answer "Eh——".The only answer to grandpa was the whining and whining breeze.Uncle Jin shivered.Master Yi looked at the grave coldly.I followed my grandfather's instructions and stood aside silently. "Xu—Yi——" Grandpa dragged out his voice this time, calling out to the people in the tomb like my mother once called out to me.The tomb was still lying there quietly.Only the whining of the breeze intensified slightly.Uncle Jin couldn't help stamping his feet, and hid his hands in his sleeves.Master Yi gritted his teeth and seemed to feel a chill.My feeling didn't change much, I just felt the wild grass around me caressing my calf more forcefully. "Xu... Yi..." Grandpa lowered his voice, and the voice dragged on even longer.The voice was so low that it couldn't be lowered, and the voice seemed to have gained weight, and it fell heavily, until it hit the ground, and then seeped into the dry and cracked land like water.Uncle Jin became even colder, and he squatted on the ground with his sleeves rolled up.Master Yi's teeth began to chatter, and there was a rattling sound when the teeth collided.I suddenly had a cold war. "Xu Yi..." Grandpa smiled at the grave, and his voice returned to the normal state of greeting people.