Chapter 22: The Past

When the construction of the reservoir dug to the dead child post when my grandfather was very concerned, itself with the use of outsiders, our local people are not involved, but he ran to the scene every day to see. Until then it was sort of digging to this pylon, that night, people died, a lot of people died. Specifically how to die no one knows, so at that time according to the present statement is the foreman of the man was terrified, and this tower in the ground at first was treated as an ancient tomb, digging and a lot of children's bones, workers are on edge.

At that time, your grandfather studied the kung fu left behind by Mr. He, in our local is a very famous yin and yang gentleman, so the leadership at that time to find him, he himself is absolutely aware of the existence of this tower, from his concern to the incident shows that. So as soon as something happened, my old man became even more suspicious that grandpa was hiding something from him.

Grandpa was the person in charge of the situation, he went there, told the foreman that this pagoda is to suppress the river demon, when the ancients built this pagoda, the pagoda below the suppression of an evil dragon, at that time, everyone still do not believe. So he found a direction for the villagers to dig, not the location of the pagoda. In the end, a white jade altar was dug in that orientation, exactly the same as the altar dug under the Supreme Goddess of Mercy in our village.

Grandpa told that leader that this altar was the evil dragon in here. And this pagoda can not be dug, dug this reservoir will be dug in vain, that leader is in line with the attitude of more than one thing is better than one thing, just listen to grandpa, did not go to move this pagoda around a little bit, and that altar, it was your grandfather held back. Because I noticed him at that time, so I secretly observed him.

That altar, was buried by your grandfather in the yard of our house.

At that time, the death of so many workers is not a small matter, but absolutely nothing big, digging reservoirs so big work, people, die on some of the inconspicuous, as with the repair of the Great Wall, similar to the people on the ground on the burial, those workers are no exception, the leader then looked for a place to dig a pit to the burial, and then in the grave side of the planting a few willows, if the descendants come to condolence words, this is also a sign is not it? This is also a symbol, is not it?

But grandpa let that night, all the people are evacuated dead child post, a person don't leave, that leader also not necessarily really think of grandpa as a living god, just in line with the attitude of more than one thing is better than one thing is removed, but that night, your grandpa alone in the buried that white jade altar after the out of the door.

So my old man followed him and found that he had gone to the mass grave alone.

That night, also a stormy night, my old dad followed my grandfather to the location of the dead children's post, and found a procession, that procession is composed of a group of eunuchs, in that stormy night, that group of eunuchs don't know where to come from, that group of eunuchs are without a head, composed of a procession, those eunuchs, stopped in the daytime to bury the position of those dead workers, and after that, those dead workers, even One by one, they crawled out from the sandy soil.

Grandpa was standing in the distance watching, my old man in the farther place, some things can not really see, at that time he were scared, because those corpses, followed those eunuchs, in a wonderful way, into that pagoda.

That day, grandpa did not enter the pagoda, my old dad hid when grandpa turned back, and only quietly returned home after grandpa went home, from that day onwards, my old dad was not really skeptical of grandpa anymore, but was sure that grandpa was a person with his own secrets.

But the horror of that night's scene, let pops a few days can not slow down, things after half a month, after the horror subsides, he slowly curious, grandpa that buried in my yard white jade altar, in the end what is a thing.

Want to dig open to see, there is still a chance, this opportunity, that is, grandpa went to work in the field when my old man excused himself to go back to get a hoe back home, re-plowed grandpa buried that alabaster altar, the altar is very beautiful, the whole through, my old man heart fluffy jump, put together with the eyes to the inside to look at a glimpse of just a glimpse of the scare is almost pissed off, my old man in that altar, saw a Inside the altar, my father saw a dead baby with a greenish color!

My father did not dare to take a second look, and immediately buried the altar, his heart of doubt is even greater, why would my grandfather keep such an evil bottle, but also buried in his own yard? My old dad is also considered half of the cultivation of people, this kind of dead baby at first glance is not a good thing, it is an evil thing. But grandpa gave my old dad, this his own son's impression, is a righteous person, what the hell is he doing?

My old dad went back to the ground, pretending to know nothing, because he knew that if he wanted to know the answer, he would start with Grandpa's next action. –He buried this white jade altar, surely he wouldn't just leave it there, what he was going to do with it would soon be revealed.

And the next thing that happened was that Grandpa renewed my grandfather's roots.

Grandpa had known Grandma Chen for a long time, and knew that she had the ability to do so, but he had always ignored Grandpa's disability, and at this time he started to open up the matter of renewing the root, in other words, what had Grandpa done before?

This in itself is a huge doubt, this doubt makes my father feel that perhaps the matter of renewing my grandfather's roots has something to do with this white jade altar.

The matter of renewing the roots was not a good thing, and the number of people who knew about it was very limited, but things went well, and soon my grandmother became pregnant.

According to my father's story, my grandpa was more nervous than my grandpa during the days when my grandma was in labor, but the result was that my grandma gave birth to a dead baby, and at that time, the story was that because of the old couple's old age, it was normal to give birth to a dead baby at this time of the year. At that time, my grandfather and grandmother were devastated and could not accept the fact that they had given birth to a dead baby. So the matter of dealing with the dead child was given to my grandfather.

The dead child, the altar of the dead child, all of this, let my old man understand something, that day, my old man courage to go to the dead child post has rarely seen the dead child, looking around, but did not find the dead baby.

In other words, my grandfather did not throw my dead baby uncle to the dead baby post in the first place, where did the baby go?

–The next day, the next day, my grandfather after dinner, said he went out for a walk, those days, my old man on my grandfather's stalking is very strict, grandpa went out, he followed out, this time with the right place, grandpa went to the place, it is the dead child post.

My old dad in the distance to see, only to see my grandfather in the dead children after the Gang, took off his clothes, jumped into the water, when the day has been very cold, he will not be to bathe, and still diving is not swimming, my old dad hiding in the dark to see, only to see my grandfather in the water a few in and out of a few after, finally holding something up.

Waiting for grandpa to put on the clothes to go back, my old dad in the dark, saw the grandpa hand carry, is a dead child.

My father took a shortcut back to the house first, my grandfather returned home after, my father also deliberately asked him where he went to play at night? My grandfather said he had gone to the back of the mountain, of course, my father did not break him.

That night, my old dad stayed up all night, staring at my grandfather's room, only to see that in the middle of the night, my grandfather quietly slipped out. He ran to the yard, dug open the white jade altar, and took out the dead baby inside.

He wrapped the dead baby in his clothes, made a big bow, and then, from the back of the dead baby's head, he pulled out a long steel needle!

After that, grandpa burned the dead baby with a fire! The dead baby was still crying as the fire burned.

After he burned the dead baby, he burned a handful of paper money, and after that, he took out a little green jacket and put it on the other dead baby.

Put the steel needle, chiseled into the back of that dead baby's head, and after that, stuffed the dead baby, that is, my uncle's body, into the bottle!