Chinese people believe in Fengshui, so Fengshui master is also a unique "profession" in China. The so-called "Mr. Feng Shui" at a relatively low level usually rely on limited Feng Shui techniques to fool some wealthy people and earn certain benefits.Of course, there are also some counterfeit and impostors who speak nonsense and deceive themselves. This is an act of a villain and is despised by others. However, Feng Shui masters with real skills often act in a low-key manner and do not aim at obtaining money, so they will never make a move easily.They all know that they can find the dragon's acupuncture point, but don't they know that in the vast world, there are many weathers, and there are places of great blessing and places of great evil, so there are dragon's lairs and ghost lairs.Therefore, "Yin-watching warlocks" who specialize in discovering ghost places were derived.

Throughout the ages, yin-watching warlocks have always walked at the intersection of the ghost mansion and the human world.They try to communicate with people and ghosts, and they don't do it purely for money.In fact, in this line of work, the temptation of money will be much smaller.Compared with Mr. Feng Shui, the skills of yin-watching warlocks are more complicated.In addition to using their eyes, they also have to use their hands to create the "ancient formation" that is seldom known to the world but already exists. As we all know, the so-called feng shui is actually a certain form of all things in the world in a certain part. Mastering this form can distinguish good and bad places.Yin-watching warlocks use this form to create a feng shui formation that has poisoned the world, integrating various naturally formed ghost land forms into various places, and even small things such as house layouts are used by the Yin-watching warlocks. It's unimaginable.As more and more "killing Fengshui" formations are mastered by yin-watching warlocks, many formation patterns have even been passed down to this day in the form of landscape paintings or chess games.In history, the murderous intentions hidden in those famous landscape paintings are beyond the imagination of most people.

However, although the form of the formation is ever-changing, its principles are the same.First of all, the formation method must be born out of the Feng Shui pattern.Secondly, Yin-watching warlocks are not Taoist mages, so magic tools and other objects must not be used when setting up ghost games, otherwise the people who make the arrangements will die tragically.And the last point is the key, because this layout is made by people, so no matter how dangerous the ghost game is, there must be a "Ghost Commander's Mansion", that is to say, there must be a layout in the ghost game that can stand This is a move to allow the organizers to stand in this murderous situation without being harmed, even if it seems like a superfluous position.But this also has a disadvantage, that is, once the victim sees through the "Ghost Commander's Mansion", the whole murderous situation will be aborted.This technique seems superfluous, but it is actually the most insidious proof of the yin conjurer.It is precisely because of this in the killing game that this series of ancient formations that have harmed the world can continue to improve, and even many yin-watching warlocks themselves died in the ghost game.

Therefore, the "ghost layout" of the yin warlock is also called "hanging the yin commander".In an earth-shattering ghost situation, "Yin Shuai" is the factor that ultimately determines the outcome. In addition to setting up ghosts, yin-watching warlocks actually have another special ability. There are many extraordinary things in poor mountains and bad waters.In addition to the theory of gods and ghosts, there are also giants born in the deep mountains.For example, the 35-meter-long giant anaconda in the Amazon rainforest, and the giant bat that looks like a human.Because the places where these things grow and live are often different, learning to "be handsome" can not only kill people and invite ghosts, but it is also very helpful for discovering special creatures in special landforms.Of course, this is for the righteous.And some yin-watching warlocks with evil intentions seem to be the same, but in fact, what they see for others is mostly a place of great evil.The dragon veins in the deep mountains can be obtained or broken.If the dragon vein is broken and the bones are stored in it, future generations will never have peace.

Let me tell you a story of "hanging handsome". There used to be a village living near a mountain. After the death of the patriarch, the villagers invited a wandering Fengshui master to find a place to bury the bones, and finally found the auspicious cave for burial. But after that, strange things happened one after another, and the villagers were inexplicably killed several times in a row. Man, death is terrible.In the end, there was no other way, and Taoist priests from Maoshan were invited to exorcise the ghosts.After the Taoist priest came, he first looked at the place where the clansmen built their private houses, and immediately saw the clues.After the grave was broken, they dug down more than ten meters, and suddenly, a huge bone pit was revealed. According to research, it was once the burial pit where the Japanese army massacred anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians.But the problem is not limited to this, the Taoist also found that with the Baigukeng as the center, a ghost willow was planted in the surrounding world and every corner.This is the technique of sealing ghosts, and it must have been done by someone who is familiar with the ancient formation.The yin house on the Pit of Bones is the way to break the spell, which is equivalent to giving the undead a door to go out, so strange things will happen one after another.The solution is to demolish the patriarch's private house first, then rebuild the graves of the undead in the Pit of Bones, break the evil ancient formation, and finally comfort the dead.After this, the village gradually restored its former calm.

It can be seen from this that "hanging the yin handsome" is actually exercising an evil feng shui pattern. The "hanging the yin handsome" kills people invisible in a dangerous place naturally formed in nature. Compared with those who use utensils, their method is more hidden. Also more insidious. In addition to yin-watching warlocks, since the day when human beings existed, various Tantric alchemy techniques have been created one after another, and most of them express the human yearning for a happy life.It's just that people are divided into different classes, and witchcraft is also divided into black and white.The white witchcraft is upright and upright, praying for good luck, driving away evil and preventing disasters.Black witchcraft is the dark witchcraft of cursing and setting blame.But even for black wizards, there are eight esoteric methods that are strictly forbidden to practice. Gu, ghosts and beasts, seizing souls.

The eight forbidden arts belong to the three schools of "Tibetan Esoteric Buddhism", "Maoshan Art" and "Western Dark Magic".Practitioners of these eight sects are called the "Eight Ghosts of the Yin Gate", and even in today's world, there are no less than tens of millions of practitioners.Even dark wizards don't want to have anything to do with these eight types of people.This kind of people blind their eyes for money, damage their morals for power, have their own selfish and distracting thoughts, and can't bear the four characters of "prosperity and wealth".But in the vast world, there is a huge crowd, and there are people who can break through the temptation, how many people can there be?

Wizard techniques, taught from family to master.Once a child is born in a dark wizard's family, the eldest of the family collects the silk, spins it himself, and makes it into a baby bib.After the child is full moon, the wizard who made the bib will put the bib full of the child's saliva on a locust wood board and put it in a shady place at home for seven days.When retracting, if there are tear-like water stains on the bib, it is caused by "Devil May Cry". Babies that "ghosts cry when they smell it" are actually shady children, and the black wizards will feel like they have found a treasure and build yin children from childhood to become talents.And what accompanies him to grow must be the most vicious curse and the most sinister secret method in the world, which shows the direction of his destiny.

However, not all children affected by "Devil May Cry" can practice forbidden techniques.Only when there are red dots on the bib, that is, the baby who is said to be "the murderer's devil crying in blood" is the practitioner of the top forbidden technique.Because only they can resist the most eerie and terrifying environment during cultivation, and can avoid the most vicious backlash of evil methods during cultivation. Most importantly, they are born with extremely evil characters, and only such people can annihilate humanity , exposure to those evil arts that anger and resentment will not affect his determination to practice in the slightest.Such a child is not so much a human being as a ghost.

Of course, different people, even with the same witchcraft, will have different results. Let me tell you another true story. In the story, the hero and heroine fell in love and had a child. The status of the two is superior to the man and the inferiority of the woman. The road to love is bumpy and tortuous. He suffered from a serious disease, and even though the man tried his best, he couldn't prevent the woman from dying.Before dying, the woman warned the men, no matter what, they must treat their children well.The man thought it was just a request, and although he agreed, he didn't think much about it, but the man was really infatuated with women, and he didn't marry again for the next twenty years, until the child grew up.This child combines all the advantages of the couple. He is tall, handsome, intelligent, and very filial to his father. After graduating from university, he is also successful in his career.On the day of the child's wedding, the aging man invited relatives from the woman's family to attend. Only then did he finally learn that it was because he was bewitched that year that he fell in love with her. She was worried that once the control was eliminated, the man would hate the woman and even harm their children, so she did not relieve the man of the poison, but because the man did not abandon the child and lived with the child all the time, so the poison did not break out. This is why the woman told him not to leave the child.

When the woman's tribe offered to detoxify him, unexpectedly, he refused.The man told them: "I have liked this woman for decades, and I am used to it. Why should I change at such an age? No matter what method she used to make me fall in love with her, I should be grateful to her , because this feeling is really very good, and I didn’t suffer.” When this sentence with special meaning was uttered from the mouth of this elderly man, even the dark wizards were moved.It can be seen from this that although the woman is a black wizard and used the forbidden technique of poison, but she used it out of love, the result must be different. Although the sun shines all over the world, the shadow under the sun always exists and will never disappear. And what I want to say next is, who is using those weird and evil human laws that really exist? In May 2008, the "Painting and Calligraphy Exhibition of Past Dynasties Collection" that was being held in the Painting and Calligraphy Hall of a large museum was suddenly closed for one day. Famous ancient picture scrolls were soaked by dripping water from the upper part of the display cabinet, causing the damaged part of the mounting paper to stick, and the damaged part happened to be on the boat at the core of the painting.This damaged picture scroll is the only authentic work of a famous painter in the museum collection. It is a first-class cultural relic and extremely precious. There are very few authentic works of this artist left in the world. Why did the museum make such an unbelievably low-level mistake?The real reason is only guesswork. The location of this picture scroll is taken from a picturesque area at the foot of Wuliang Mountain. Of course, this is the "official" statement.But anyone with a little common sense knows that in ancient times, Yunnan was still a place of poor mountains and bad waters, and the folk customs were not yet civilized. Unless there was something wrong with the brain, who would go to such a place to collect folk songs? Time flies, and the stars move.The area at the foot of Wuliang Mountain in the west of Jingdong County, Yunnan Province, which existed in the picture scroll, became the beginning of this story. Of course, the small boat and the small river no longer exist. Everything happened from two children—— At that time, the two eight or nine-year-old urchins were busy "scraping honey" at the foot of the mountain.A group of wild bees did not know why, but stored the honey powder they gathered in the cracks of a huge plane tree.This sycamore tree grows upright on the road to the mountain at the foot of Wuliang Mountain.I don't know how old it is, the dark tree trunk is thick and big, and the bark on the surface is cracked into countless pieces, like scales.The trunk on the west side was cut off by the roots for some reason, exposing a part of the internal structure of the tree body-in addition to the wood, there is also an obvious hollow area. Children are full of curiosity about everything.For the nectar accumulated in the cracks of the tree like lard, they hope to dig it back and drink it as honey.The children don't know that honey is crafted, and it's not something you can eat when you dig it out, but they are still very happy to have this discovery.Children need no reason to be happy, and always give themselves to that simple pleasure.However, soon, the two children became unhappy, because in the process of collecting nectar, they seemed to hear the rustling voices from the inside of the huge tree.To do this, the two children stuck their ears to the tree trunk.It was noon at that time, and the adults working in the fields were resting. At the foot of the huge mountain, there were only these two children. In the silent environment, the voice could be clearly distinguished. The first sentence that came out of the tree trunk was: "Really, if I knew it earlier, I shouldn't have come." This sentence was normal, and then, a heart-piercing scream suddenly came from the tree trunk, scaring the two children to squat on the same buttocks at the same time, and they both sat on the ground.Before the two children, who were holding spoons and nectar, could cry out, a big furry hand appeared at the broken hole in the top of the tree. This was a person, his hands were tightly holding the tree, and then his head was exposed, and the two children happened to be facing him, so they could clearly see the terrified expression on his face.However, soon, his body fell into the tree again, but his hands firmly held the tree body, and he did not relax.After a long stalemate, he showed his head again, but at this time, his face was distorted and distorted, his face was blue and sweaty, and he seemed to be enduring great pain.When he opened his mouth with all his strength and squeezed out the breathless words "Help", he suddenly seemed to be on a rocket, and with a bang, he flew straight up into the sky. The tree trunk was like a cannon, and it knocked him out of the way. The children looked up and watched him fly into the air. The man's hard work finally paid off. He came out, but what came out was his upper body. The waist down was completely left in the tree trunk. At the entrance of the cave, you could even see a few pieces of minced meat fluttering in the wind. The blood under him sprinkled in the air and landed on the muddy ground covered with fallen leaves, making a "swipe" sound.The children stared dumbfounded at the "half man" plopping down from a high place in front of them not far away.Now that he has become a blood man, he still struggled to raise his head, stretched out his blood-stained hands, and tried his best to face the two terrified children. His gesture was very similar to "come, give uncle a hug". But soon, the two children discovered at the same time that the most frightening thing was not the man who was only in half, but the huge khaki eyeball in the crack in the trunk of the sycamore tree, which was sticking to the tree and looking around. watching them.At this moment, the children finally regained their strength and ran towards home, crying and crying. After the half man found that he failed to "ask for help", his strong desire to survive drove him to crawl forward with both hands. Then a long bloodstain appeared.Suddenly, his body tightened, and then he jumped up in the air, and flew back into the huge sycamore tree hole.And on that piece of ground, only blood and large sycamore leaves were left.The earth-yellow eyeball attached to the tree trunk also disappeared in a whizzing way. I witnessed this happen with my childhood playmates, one of those two children, I was one of them. When I got home, I couldn't say anything except crying, because my mother slapped my butt a few times for disturbing my father's lunch break.Father is not a hands-on person, which is obviously different from the strong laborers who were doing crop work at that time.My father is the kind who neither spoils nor indulges me.Perhaps it is because of the different education and personal cultivation received since childhood, so the attitude towards children is also different.My father pulled me to his side. Although his expression was serious, he was not vicious. He asked with concern: "Xiaobing, tell Dad, why are you crying like this? Did you get bullied by your friends, or did you fall?" At that time, although I was young, I heard about my father one after another.He is a sent-down educated youth, because of this "relationship that shouldn't have happened" with my mother, he didn't go back in the end, and my grandparents were also heartbroken for this "unbelievable" son, so, since I was born, there is no I have seen them, and my brother who is seven years older than me was "fortunate" to meet the old couple.According to my brother, my grandparents should be high-ranking cadres, and they were picked up by military vehicles when they came and went.Because my grandfather is a military officer, he is very airy in military uniform, and whenever he mentions this, my brother is full of envy.However, he basically told me this behind my back. My parents never said anything about my grandparents... I remember I was shaking with fear and my extremities were cold.My father obviously saw the abnormality of my state, but before I could speak, the parents of my little friend angrily shouted at the gate of my house: "I said Bing'er is his father, your baby is just taking me with you!" Seeing where my guizi is engraved (going) crazy, my baby will not understand human affairs when he comes back." Only then did I know that there was a child who was less courageous than me. I was just scared to cry, but he was so scared that he fainted.Now, the father's expression became more severe, and he winked at his mother, telling her to go outside to greet the other's parents.Although the mother was an uneducated rural woman, she always obeyed her father, so she went out of the house to greet the two angry parents who didn't know what was going on.But the father tried to keep his voice calm: "Xiaobing, I know that this incident must not be your fault, but you must tell me what happened. Otherwise, your little friend may be in big trouble, and you don't want him to be killed." Uncle police arrest it?" My father is from Beijing, and his Mandarin voice seems to contain sedatives. Of course, I didn't want my little friend to be "taken away by the police uncle", so I told the ins and outs of the matter sobbingly.At that time, I was still young, and my words must be difficult to speak, but my father also understood the general idea.After he finished listening, he didn't say anything, he just hugged me tightly in his arms, and after a long time, he let me go and left the room. Because I was frightened, I was in a trance at the time. Although there was no serious problem, I was definitely not feeling well.I can't remember exactly what my father said to them outside the house, but I vaguely remember the three words "Xiuxiling".Because the place we went to play was called "Xiuxiling". In the afternoon, I always doze off in a daze.Although my mother is not as delicate as my father to me, she is still mother and child. Looking at me, she sat beside me sadly and kept stroking my back, which made me relax.After an unknown amount of time, the door opened and my father walked in.Although I was in a trance, my hearing was still normal, so I heard my father say: "The working team from above has arrived, but let our Bingzi go to the scene." "That's absolutely impossible, the baby has been scared out of his wits, and if you go back, will you kill the baby?" The mother rarely yelled to the father. The father lowered his head and said nothing, and waited for the mother to finish yelling loudly before saying, "This is an order from the organization." "What organizational order? Why don't they let Qinggui's baby go? They just want to see you as an outsider, so easy to bully." "Can you stop saying these inexplicable words. I've been here for almost twenty years. What kind of outsider? Qinggui's child has a high fever and talks nonsense. How can I get there?" "How do you say, I don't agree with our children to go, where is it, two people died." The two were arguing and the door was opened.No need to look, just by the movement, I knew my brother was back.He was seven years older than me, and he was already sixteen at the time, and he was digging wells for others in the village.His father hoped that he could finish his studies, but his elder brother was not interested in going to school. After playing the board countless times, his father finally gave up his expectations for his elder brother. "Bingzi should be allowed to go. This is a matter of life and death. Mom, you should have this awareness." Obviously, the unanimity of the father and son caused the mother to feel isolated and angry, and her voice became more and more loud: "I want to be enlightened, so that my children can live a peaceful life. This is my enlightenment, don't be with me..." My dazed mind woke up amidst their noise, so I sat up and said, "Stop arguing, I'll go." I made this choice at the time not because I had a high awareness, but because I couldn't let go of what happened in that tree hole.Although I didn't have the courage to go back there alone, it was perfectly appropriate to watch the fun with a group of people, so of course I couldn't let go of this good opportunity. Now it became three to one, my mother poked my forehead hard with her finger, got up and left the house, my father didn't say a word of nonsense, just said to my brother: "Take care of my brother." After that, he also turned and left the house. On the way, my brother kept asking me, and after listening to what happened, he actually clapped his hands and said, "That's great." Looking at the excitement on his face, I didn't understand why he was so happy. , In fact, I had the same idea as him at the time, but my brother thought a little more than I did. He not only wanted to watch the fun, but also wanted to be a hero. When we entered the boundary of Xiuxiling, the first thing we saw were soldiers with submachine guns, and this place has been blocked.We all looked enviously at the real guns with live ammunition in the hands of the soldiers, and wished we could touch them with our own hands, but before we could put our ideas into practice, a fat middle-aged man came and took us into the martial law area, and I I saw my father gathered with some middle-aged people who looked like intellectuals, but everyone kept a sufficient distance from the blood-stained sycamore tree. The year at that time belonged to the mid-to-late 1980s, and the local folk customs were quite simple. When the common people saw someone with a gun, they were so scared that they hid at home and dared not go out, so there were no idlers around.Several people asked me some questions in turn, and a bald middle-aged man in the middle ordered in a very calm voice: "Saw the tree first." So, two People's Liberation Army saw the tree with a chainsaw. The closed sycamore tree was sawed open. With a rattling sound, the sycamore tree fell down.There is a large hole in the middle of the trunk, which makes the trunk look like a deep wooden well.At this time, there was a faint white mist overflowing from the entrance of the cave, and then a foul smell filled the surrounding air, making everyone frown.One of them, who looked like an intellectual, asked with a surprised expression: "The inside of this tree has been hollowed out, how did it grow?" Indeed, although the branches and leaves of the sycamore tree are dense, how does a big tree with a hollowed out trunk absorb nutrients from the soil?This in itself is unreasonable.Then, something even more unreasonable happened. The roots of the sycamore tree suddenly twitched. Afterwards, the soil around the sycamore tree split quickly, and with a bang, a huge snake head emerged from the soil.Those huge khaki eyeballs seemed so shocking to me at the moment, and it seemed that it had just woken up and shook its head vigorously a few times.The head of this snake is even bigger than the head of an adult, and God knows how long its body is.Without the slightest hesitation, I turned around and ran, and then, I heard gunshots behind me. I stopped involuntarily and turned around to look around. I saw four soldiers of the People's Liberation Army surrounded the huge snake head and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The giant snake that was suddenly attacked had its head smashed before it could react. up. Because the incident happened suddenly and completely beyond everyone's expectations, the surroundings were surprisingly quiet for a while.But less than half a minute later, more violent vibrations in the soil began.I watched the mud ground not far away crack open quickly, and then the crack spread rapidly in the opposite direction to us, and then there was a bang, and a thick and unbelievably thick snake broke out of the ground, even the remaining tree The roots of the tree were also pushed out, rolling on the muddy ground.At this time, the snake's body was fully exposed, perhaps because its body was too long, until its head was smashed, the transmission of its nerves had not yet been transmitted to its body. This boa constrictor was nearly ten meters long, with strange dark red stripes mixed on its black scales, as thick as a human leg.After the struggle, the ground seemed to have been plowed, and the strength was incredible.When it was completely dug out of the soil, everyone discovered that the sycamore tree actually grew on the body of the snake, and saw that countless roots were firmly bound in a section of the body of the snake. As the body twisted violently, the trunk hit the ground. There was a "bang bang" sound on the ground. When the giant snake was completely dead, a huge hole in the ground was exposed.The diameter of the hole is four or five meters. From my current angle, I can only see a dark patch.Several People's Liberation Army confirmed that the giant python was completely dead, and slowly approached the entrance of the cave. The bald middle-aged man hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?" After observing for a while, a soldier said: "The light is too dim to see clearly, but this hole is very deep." After excluding possible dangers, everyone slowly approached, even me.It was dark inside the cave, and I couldn't see anything, but it was cold and refreshing to the skin.Soon, my brother and I were taken out of the entrance of the cave. After discussing for a long time, the adults made a torch and put it in the cave. After a while, four PLA soldiers tied a long rope around their waists and were released one by one. into the cave.Not long after that, my father and the intellectual also entered the cave in this way. Unexpectedly, this turned out to be the last time I saw my father.After returning home, five days have passed, and he has not heard from him at all. My mother went to the village committee more than once to ask for help, beat, quarreled, quarreled, and even hanged herself, but the other party never gave an explanation. .In the early morning of the sixth day, when I was falling asleep, my brother suddenly whispered in my ear: "Bingzi, our father can't just disappear like this, tomorrow they will use cement to fill the hole." Fill it out, I have to go find Dad." I opened my eyes in a daze, and in the hazy moonlight, I saw my brother's face was a bit scary.He had a sickle pinned to his waist and an unlit torch in his hand. I asked a little puzzled, "Does Mom know?" "I can't let mom know, she won't let me go. Bingzi, if anything happens to me, you will be the only man left in this family. You have to support the family, understand?" Being sensible, I didn't stop my brother, but nodded.The elder brother left the room immediately, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness. However, the elder brother had no chance to find his father. The next morning, I woke up to the sound of a neighbor knocking on the door hurriedly. When my mother opened the door, I saw the neighbor panicked and said, "Sister, your son has been arrested and is going to be shot." Now, both my mother and I were out of our wits.No matter how ignorant I was, I understood the meaning of the word "shot", so I sat on the bed and burst into tears.Regardless of my bare buttocks, my mother panicked, hugged me and ran outside.I was already nine years old at the time, not too young, but she actually carried me all the way to Xiuxiling.Fortunately, it was my neighbor who spread rumors and lied about the military situation. My brother was not going to be shot, not for that, but he was indeed arrested. At this moment, he was sitting in a military vehicle tied up.The mother burst into tears immediately, and shouted loudly: "Jun'er, you are gouging out my heart with a knife." My brother seemed to be in good spirits, but he was surprisingly dirty, as if he had just come out of a garbage dump.Compared to my mother's panic, my brother was calmer, looking at us without saying a word.Mom wanted to approach the car, but was stopped by several PLA soldiers.She had no choice but to push me into the car and said, "Comrade, let my youngest son go up and have a word with his brother, he is still a child." The soldiers of the People's Liberation Army took a look at me and got out of the way.I knew it was my mother who wanted me to say goodbye to my brother, so I got into the car.Just as I was about to speak, my brother leaned forward, leaned close to my ear, and whispered in a very low voice: "I have been down there. The things inside are unimaginable. Remember what your brother said, if you have a chance in the future, you must I have to go down there myself." Then, without waiting for me to speak, he sat back in his seat and said loudly, "Go back, I'm leaving. Tell Mom, don't blame anyone." In my mother's tears, in my fantasy of looking forward to the PLA's sudden change and decision to release my brother, the military vehicle escorting my brother drove away. Everything broke out very suddenly and ended without beginning or end.No one gave an explanation for my father's disappearance, nor why my brother was arrested.However, later, the village committee still arranged for our mother and son to meet with my elder brother, perhaps to comfort my mother's nearly collapsed spirit. I remember that the place where my brother was detained was in Jingdong. It used to be a wartime prison where Japanese prisoners of war were held during the Anti-Japanese War. I don’t remember the specific name, but I only remember that the meeting room was square. Sit facing each other. Five years after this meeting, the prison was dismantled. That meeting had been more than half a year since my brother was arrested.I saw that my brother was dark and strong, much taller than when he was at home.This was beyond my expectation, because in my imagination, since my brother was arrested, he would definitely be dragged to the "court" every day to beat the board.But it seems that he has not suffered any grievances, and his spirit is particularly good, especially when he heard that my mother planned to take me to "stop the car and call for injustice", my brother refuted my mother righteously, saying that my father and him are all for ideals As for the dedication, let his mother not drag his hind legs, so that his mother doesn't know why. The meeting with her brother this time allowed her mother to see that her brother had not been wronged at all, and that sturdy physique seemed to explain everything. This made her emotionally stable a lot, so she gave up the plan of "blocking the car and calling for injustice".And this meeting with my brother was also the last time we saw him in prison.After that, no matter how we applied, we were not approved.However, my brother always sent letters to his mother, which contained some details of his life, and even sent a few photos.We rely on this information to understand every bit of my brother's growth.It was ten years later that I saw my brother again. However, my brother's request to let me go down to the cave must not be fulfilled.First of all, I was timid at the time, and secondly, the next day, an engineering team stationed in Xiuxiling to fill up the hole.My father entered the cave but did not come out. My mother tried to stop the construction at first, but was put under house arrest by the village committee in the office of the brigade. Instead, I had the opportunity to go to the site. The person who led me there was the village chief, a 30-year-old A good old man who stutters when he speaks. That day, I saw that the construction team drove in cylindrical cement pillars, and they put these cement pillars, which were almost as thick as the opening of the hole, into the hole one by one until they were flush with the opening of the hole, and then poured mud into it.Later I found out that the reason for doing this was because the area inside the cave was too large, so the only way to seal the entrance of the cave was to be adopted.After the hole was filled with mud, the engineering team built a cement stone bridge directly to the Wuliang Mountain next to Xiuxiling, an incredible mountain. The thickest pier was nailed to the hole.But this stone bridge does not provide convenience for people to enter the mountain, because after the project was completed, the government built a barbed wire fence in the local area to completely isolate Xiuxiling from the outside world, and set up guard posts here.All of these practices caused rumors to spread in our small village. Soon, several people who spread rumors and caused troubles were arrested, but this attempt to cover up caused panic among the people.Soon, a wave of moving away from the village began to spread quietly. Anyone with a little way left this once picturesque small mountain village. I also left Xiuxi Village with my mother and took trains and cars for nearly a week.After getting out of the car, I saw a serious grandpa and a gloomy grandma.Facing their daughter-in-law and grandson, the two old people did not show any intimacy, only the grandfather said indifferently: "Come?" "Here we come." After hesitating for a while, my mother called out timidly, "Dad, Mom." Grandma ignored her, her eyes were rolling on me, and she didn't know if she hated me or had other ideas. Grandpa nodded and said, "Let's go." The two of them had a total of three sentences, which did not exceed ten characters in total.My mother's expression was very unnatural, and I also felt very awkward. Outside the train station, we boarded a military vehicle directly, and the driver in military uniform greeted us very politely.The grandparents got into the back seat, and the mother got into the co-pilot knowingly.I was about to sit in the co-pilot with my mother, but my grandma said: "There is no room for two people in such a small place, you and grandpa and grandma." So I obediently went to the back seat. Grandpa's waist was straight, and after getting into the car, he looked out of the car without saying a word. Grandma held my hand and said, "Is your name He Bing? How old are you?" My mother was shocked when she heard this, and looked back at grandma with tears in her eyes. At that time, I didn't know much about the complicated emotional entanglement among adults, so I didn't understand the meaning of my mother's tears at all, so I just answered grandma obediently, nodded and said, "Yes." 奶奶终于笑了，一瞬间，慈祥的神态显露无遗。对于我，奶奶终于摒弃了冷漠的伪装，不过爷爷却自始至终没有看我一眼，也没有和我们母子说一句话。 爷爷他们住在部队大院里。他的级别很高，所以有一栋独立的二层小楼，整体用红砖建盖，方方正正的，还有一个不算大的院子。那是一片高级军官的居住区，共有十二座这样的小楼。车子进了部队大院，很多人都和爷爷打着招呼，有年纪大的人，也有年轻人，他们都恭喜爷爷“找回了自己的孙子”，而爷爷则一如既往地严肃，没有发表任何意见，只是机械地和打招呼的人挥挥手。 爷爷家的小院坐落在整个部队大院的深处。下了车，保姆早就在院门口等着。爷爷下车后，径直进了小楼，奶奶则冷冷对我妈说道：“你先进去休息一会儿，屋子已经准备好了。我带小冰去买些东西。”说罢，不等妈妈答复，就拉着我，朝军区大院外走去。 路过一个篮球场时，见到六七个身着军装但没有肩章的半大孩子在打篮球。我从来没有见过这种运动项目，于是饶有兴趣地看着，直到走出很远。 奶奶带着我走进了生平中第一次见到的百货商店，看什么都觉得新鲜，那些精美的物品看得我目瞪口呆，我被这些东西深深地吸引着。奶奶也不含糊，在我的狮子大开口下，她买了一大堆的果脯和点心，又替我买了两件的确良衬衫，还有一条蓝色的劳动布裤子和一顶帆布的鸭舌帽。回去后，保姆已经做好了饭菜，母亲拘束地坐在饭桌旁，似乎有些手足无措。奶奶一边带着我坐在了饭桌旁，挨着她坐下，一边面无表情地对我妈说道：“咱们家没有小媳妇，该吃饭就上桌子，只要把手洗干净就成。”就因为奶奶这句话，我妈从此养成了饭前洗手的好习惯，并且保持了几十年。 饭桌前，大家沉默不语地吃着饭，忽然，爷爷问道：“这孩子还没上学吗？” 母亲立刻放下饭碗，囫囵地将嘴里的饭菜咽下去，急忙应道：“他爸本来打算让他今年上学的。”之后，再没人说话。 到了当年九月，我忽然被告知要上学了。奶奶拿出了早就买好的双肩带书包，亲自送我去了位于军区大院旁的一所小学。我虽然虚岁是九岁，但因为月份小，实际年龄也就是七岁多，和同年级的孩子相比，大不了多少。而我母亲也因为爷爷的关系，弄到了农转非的户口，接着又被调入了当地的民政单位上班。总之，我们彻底融入了城市生活。 三年后，我成了军区大院里那个篮球场上的风云人物。而到了九十年代初期，随着我们军区那批孩子的茁壮成长，一件无法意料到的事情降临到了我的头上，令我猝不及防。 对于那件事，我印象非常深刻，那是在1992年夏季的一个酷热的下午……