Fifteen years ago.
In 2007, on the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, it was the traditional Ghost Festival.
The almanac reads: Greedy wolf enters the house, yin is exuberant and yang is weak. All things are not suitable, especially avoid shaking the earth and disturbing the ancestors.
In a remote village called Seven Star Pass Village in a town in Jinzhou City.
According to tradition, in the evening, every household would pile up the traditional yellow paper money wrapped in white paper in front of their doors.
The piles of these Ming Coin Bricks were about ten centimeters long and were about the same size as ordinary bricks. They were square and stacked together to form a brick bridge that looked like a chimney.
The death dates and names of their ancestors and recently deceased relatives were written on the bricks. Underneath them was a layer of yellow paper money that had not been bandaged.
It was said that these yellow paper money were used to give to wandering ghosts passing by to prevent them from robbing their ancestors.
A circle of white flour was used to surround the bridge, and a potato was placed on every 10 centimeters, with an incense stick stuck on top.
There were twelve incense sticks in total, and they surrounded the Underworld Coins. In the dark night, they looked like rings of light.
Some children would circle around the beautiful halo, but most of them would be stopped by their parents and cursed.
Then, he lit the scattered paper money under the Ming coin brick and took out a bowl filled with rice wine. He threw it forward and hurriedly pulled the children home, closing the door.
On this day, the Xiao family's door was ajar. The sound of mahjong could be heard from inside, as well as the sound of people laughing.
Outside the door, a pretty girl walked out with a lollipop in her hand.
Sneaking out of the house, he saw that the Underworld Coin ring at the door was burning vigorously. In his childlike nature, he jogged over and circled around the ring of fire.
Suddenly, she felt as if she had bumped into someone. She sat on the ground and happened to sit on the rice wine bowl in front of the door.
Her knee was grazed and she cried in pain.
At this moment, she vaguely saw an old man looking at her with a sad face.
Where had he seen this old man before?
But he couldn't remember!
Behind the old man, there seemed to be another group of people drilling into the fire. They reached out to grab the joss paper and even ran away with the white bricks on top of the joss paper.
The old man couldn't snatch it away, so he could only sigh and sit at the side, crying.
"Sister, what are you doing here?”
"Why aren't you entering the house yet? If Dad and Mom find out that you're out, they'll beat you up!”
A boy suddenly appeared. He was a head taller than the little girl and had a handsome face. He wore a tiger robe and a round hat. He was cute and had the temperament of an ancient young master.
It was worth mentioning that this boy had dual-pupils, one big and one small. His pale golden pupils left a deep impression on others.
"Brother, I knocked over the bowl. I'm going to be beaten by Mom!”
The girl wailed.
"I'm not afraid."
The boy calmly picked up the bowl and bowed deeply to the ring of fire. He cupped his hands and said,"Uncles and aunties, please don't snatch my grandfather's money. I'll burn it for everyone alone in the future.”
The girl turned around and saw that there was nothing at the fire circle. She did not understand why her brother would suddenly bow.
The group of people who snatched the joss paper money had already disappeared.
But for some reason, he felt much better.
The boy held the little girl's hand and walked into the house.
Little did he know that just as he was about to enter the house, the girl suddenly turned around and pointed at a ring of fire in the distance. She laughed and said,"Brother, look at that sister. She's so stupid. She actually lied on the ground and ate someone else's incense.”
"If you break the incense stick, you'll get beaten up ~"
The little girl was a little weird, and she was only a three or four-year-old child. She had long forgotten what had just happened and started shouting.
"Let's go! Don't turn around!"
The young man dragged the little girl into the house without looking back.
That night, he was afraid that the girl would be beaten up, so he hid the matter.
Until three days later.
The little girl followed her classmates from the neighboring village to catch loaches by the river.
The riverbank was very shallow, only 30 to 40 centimeters, so the parents did not stop the children from playing.
Most of the parents were washing clothes nearby.
But one day, when the little girl bent down to play with the mud, she looked back from her crotch and saw a pair of adult feet. However, they were completely black, like the feet of a black chicken.
She got up and turned around to look, but she didn't see anything.
She bent down and looked back from her crotch. She saw the black feet again. They looked like a woman's feet. Suddenly, she felt a strong force coming from the back of her head!
It was as if someone had forcefully pushed her head into the water!
This hand felt unusually cold.
From an outsider's point of view, the little girl looked more like she was bending over and holding her breath in the water. Her companions who passed by were not surprised because they often did the same thing!
Little did she know that the little girl's face had turned the color of pig's liver, but she could not move.
Time slowly passed.
By the time people noticed the abnormality, she was already submerged in the water.
"Xiaoxiang…Xiaoxiang!"
A couple rushed over and carried her small body, hoping to wake her up.
However, they had tried all sorts of methods. Even when the ambulance from the county hospital arrived, they could only shake their heads silently.
"Your daughter has drowned. Prepare for her funeral!”
The ambulance left, and the doctors followed.
A young couple cried and choked, almost fainting. Beside them, a young man silently wiped his tears.
At night, the girl was covered with a white cloth and placed in the central room, waiting to be buried.
When a child died, they could not hold a funeral and could only bury him on the spot.
The adults were preparing hoes and preparing to find a place to bury them on the mountain.
However, in the middle of the night, an old Taoist priest in tattered clothes came to this family drunk.
She grabbed the boy's hand and refused to let go.
"You were born with dual-pupils and are a natural born saint. You are destined to have the luck of a supreme being and your future achievements will be extraordinary. However, if you use twenty years of your freedom to exchange for it and save your sister, are you willing?”
"In these twenty years, you have to go up the mountain with me to learn the Dao, practice spells diligently, and slay demons!”
"This is a heaven-defying technique. You have to lend your Supreme Life Providence to your sister for 20 years before you can use it.”
"Learn Dao? Slay the demons!"
The boy revealed a look of yearning. After a moment, he agreed without hesitation,"I'm willing."
At this time, Xiangjiang's zombie movie was on fire. Every child had a dream of 'Uncle Ying', holding a peach wood sword to kill demons and help the righteous!
He was very sad that his sister had died.
Even if he didn't learn the Dao, he was willing to do anything to save his sister. Even if he had to lend her the so-called Supreme Being's luck…he wouldn't hesitate.
Xiaoqing, who was still young, did not know anything about the fate of a Supreme. He only knew that his only sister had died.
He had a very good relationship with his little sister. He had to save her no matter what!
He was also looking forward to going up the mountain to learn Dao and slaying demons.
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