Chapter 490 Chapter Eleven The Essence of Everything

"Aquarium? Yes, you told me." I slapped the back of my head.When this piece of cloth was found, Grandpa had already said it. I was overjoyed, and my voice suddenly rose: "Grandpa, then we can also raise a carp! Then you will not be afraid of the hurdles you will hit in three years!" At this moment, I and the kid fishing in the old river There is no difference anymore.Fantasy is human nature. Grandpa glanced at me and didn't speak. I'm wilted.The monkey said that the spirit carp must be raised from the first year of life for ten years, feeding and changing the water by himself every day, and chanting scriptures to it!Not to mention that it is difficult for a ten-year fish to live, even if it lives to ten years, it will not be able to do anything if it cuts off the support for one day!I know you at most, and my contribution to the house can only be the same as that of a tortoise, or even worse than a tortoise.

I said to myself: "Who can raise it to this extent..." Grandpa shook his head and said, "It's not easy for a carp to live for ten years. Why do we need it to protect people from disasters?" Immediately, I was ashamed. Grandpa saw that I stopped talking for a long time, thinking that I was sorry for him.So, he walked up to me, patted me on the shoulder, and said softly: "Don't worry, I still have a way to try. However, I have to ask your elder sister's permission in advance. If she can nod, things will be easy point. Of course, even if she nods, it may not be possible."

Don't I know grandpa's personality yet?Is he begged for a hundred promises, asking him to ask someone?That's one hundred people who can't open their mouths. I hastily introduced myself: "Grandpa, if you need anything, I can help you tell Sister Si. Among the older sisters in Uncle's family, Sister Si has the best relationship with me." Grandpa patted my head and laughed out loud, but didn't mention anything about him. The lights outside lit up one after another, as if there was an invisible big hand in the night sky, lighting the lights from house to house.

I walked to the gate, looked at the lights of Wanjia, and imagined that the monkey was grinding ink and writing under a dim yellow lamp.Because the villagers are used to saving, except for their own bedroom and main room, other rooms use very small light bulbs.So the monkey may have accidentally spilled the ink, or may have gotten a black spot on its finger.I just imagined that with his dirty hands, he picked up a dirty brush and wrote a series of ghost books that ordinary people don't recognize on a piece of cloth torn from nowhere.Since the villagers are not very interested in calligraphy, the brushes cannot be of good quality. In most cases, they have lost a lot of hair, and no matter how you adjust them on the inkstone, you can't adjust the nib to your liking.Therefore, there must be a big gap between the ghost book drawn by the monkey and the ghost book picked up by grandpa.

Grandpa also came out, looked at me in a daze, and asked with a smile, "Are you still thinking about that person?" "Hmm. He asked others to borrow inkstones and ink sticks for him. It must be to write ghost books." I said, "He was going to Lin Jiazhu's grave, but he turned back halfway. It must be ghost books that went to his grave." More important. He hurriedly borrowed these things, which explains the problem even more. I guess, he finished writing the ghost book tonight, and he will go to Aotu Mountain tomorrow." Grandpa nodded. "It's just that I don't know why he brought ghost books to the grave. If he said that Lin Jiazhu is his relative, shouldn't he bring paper money or an ever-burning lantern?" I turned my head and looked at Grandpa.

Grandpa's eyes were also full of doubts.It seems that he does not know the answer for the time being.Grandpa stepped on the stone pier in front of the door, changed the subject and asked, "The air is not bad tonight. Liangzi, do you want to sleep on the ground for a while, or directly in the house?" As soon as Grandpa finished speaking, there was a cry of frogs behind the house.First one or two, gradually increasing, and then increasing, and then there are frogs everywhere.For a moment, I thought it was because grandpa stepped on that ancient stone pier and caused the frogs to cry.From that day on, I dare not touch those two stone piers at night.Fortunately, I later went to school in the far northeast, and I never went home during the summer vacation, so I was relieved of this unprovoked worry.

"Let's enjoy the cool outside for a while." I said.In fact, I don't really want to stay on the ground, but when I go back to the house, I'm afraid to keep thinking about the monkey drawing ghost books.Because the light bulbs in grandpa's house are also dim and yellow. Grandpa listened to my words and went to move the bamboo bed in the main room. Just as I was about to help, Grandpa had already moved out the bamboo bed that had fallen on its side, seemingly effortlessly. Grandpa chose a windy place to place the bamboo bed, and then we sat down. Looking at the sky full of stars, Grandpa said: "Have you heard of the twenty-eight constellations before? In order to observe the celestial phenomena and the movement of the sun, moon, and five stars, the ancients selected 28 star officials as symbols when observing. It is "twenty-eight mansions". It is divided into four groups on average, each group has seven mansions, which match the four directions of east, west, south and north, and animal images such as green dragon, white tiger, rosefinch and basalt. They are called "four elephants". It's called the 'Four Spirits'."

"Blue dragon and white tiger?" I just heard the monkey say that the spiritual pet corresponds to the green dragon, white tiger, red bird, and basalt, but I didn't expect to hear grandpa say that the stars in the sky also correspond to the same thing.So, my curiosity was immediately mobilized.The twenty-eight constellations are often mentioned by grandpa, because when choosing an auspicious day, you have to consider the constellations.But it's the first time I've heard of it being connected with Qinglong Baihu. Grandpa pointed to the sky and said: "The Wei Shu of the Han Dynasty "Shangshu Kao Lingyao" said that the twenty-eight constellations, the vitality of the sky, and the essence of all things. Therefore, the seven constellations of Dongfangjiao, Kang, Di, Fang, Xin, Wei, and Kei have shapes Like a dragon, it is called "Zuoqinglong". In the south, Jing, Gui, Liu, Xing, Zhang, Yi, and Zhen Qisu, whose shape is like a quail bird, can also be said to be like a chicken, and is called "Qian Suzaku". Xikui, Lou , Stomach, Pleiades, Bi, Qi, Shenqisu, its shape is like a tiger, it can also be said to be like a cat, and it is called "right white tiger". Turtles and snakes are not only tortoises in spiritual pets, snakes also belong to basalt. It is called 'post-basalt'."

In a trance, I suddenly understood what monkeys said about spiritual pets, and even realized the magic of ghost books.