Chapter 1: Back to the Fury
Father's death, for Ye Jiannan's blow is too big, that day he was training in the special forces, suddenly received a phone call from his father, who asked him to rush back to see him for the last time.
Father's body has always been very healthy, Ye Jiannan even suspected that his father that is cheating him to go back, think carefully, there is no that necessary ah, send him to do special forces, this is his old man's intention, again and again after deliberation, he still rushed back.
Only, when he entered his own yard, there were already many neighbors helping him to wrap up his father's funeral.
His father was Ye Jiannan's only relative, it was said that his mother left with another man when he was very young, so it was all because of his father who raised him today.
When Ye Jiannan appeared in the courtyard, he was completely dumbfounded, his head was buzzing, he puffed and squatted in the courtyard, and could no longer stand up.
Father had already left, the courtyard was cool, the autumn wind blew down the dead leaves, fluttering past him, there was no longer a bit of warmth in his heart, the only warmth, had already gone, with the fall of the autumn leaves, winter was coming.
"Pops ~ ~ ~" Ye Jiannan knelt on the ground, at this moment, unable to hold back the tears, clattered down, he did not know what to say, that kind of loss of loved ones pain, so that he could not breathe.
"Jiannan, look on the bright side, people will die eventually, your father was a good man, we as a group miss him, I hope he has a better life in the other world!" A grandmother stepped forward and helped up the near-crazy Ye Jiannan.
"Jiannan, your father was an immortal, he knew that his life span was over, so when he went out on this errand, he told us that he wanted you to train well in the army, and protect the country in the future!" An old man came forward, this was Grandpa Yang from next door, for him to grow up alive, Grandpa Yang was considered the number one contributor.
Ye Jiannan didn't say anything, his head is now blank, he can't think of anything, woodenly walked into the room, knelt down in front of his father's hearth and kowtowed three times: "Pops, why didn't you wait for me, why ……"
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Night fell silently, the night of the mountain village, surprisingly dead silence, as if all the spirit of grief, have gone to pay tribute to his respected father.
The hearth was quiet, not that the village was not interesting enough, but the village elders were superstitious and dispersed the young people. Tonight was the third day after Ye Jiannan's father's death, and according to the usual practice, tonight, his father would return to the Fury.
When he died, he wasn't around, his old man must have a lot of arranged things to do when he returned to the Fury, so this night, the people in the village gave this opportunity to him alone, so that he could see his father for the last time across the world.
Late at night, the midnight had arrived, the legend said that this time was the time to return to the Fury, Ye Jiannan had some expectation and some fear in his heart. Although he would not believe in ghost rumors before, but a person facing the coffin, in the dim candlelight, the heart can not help but be a little hairy.
But just at this moment, a gust of wind blew, extinguishing the candle flame in the spiritual hall, and there was no more bright light in the room.
Ye Jiannan slowly stood up, could there really be a return of the Fury, he looked around, could not see any signs, the only difference is that the house is very eerie, the wind beat against the windows, emitting the sound of "pop, pop, pop", as if someone is running around in the yard.
Ye Jiannan touched from the spirit table to look for matches, but just at this time, the open door, suddenly issued a "squeak" loud sound, as if the door was pushed open.
Although Ye Jiannan doesn't believe in ghosts and monsters, he has also been influenced by the village and has heard some stories about ghosts and monsters, including the one about the dead returning to their deaths.
Ye Jiannan once again turned around, his eyes coldly swept behind him, behind him was quiet, there was no sound, even the wind had stopped, the sound of the wind beating against the window was also gone. However, there were strange sounds coming from the houses, one moment it was the roof, one moment it was the wall, and one moment it was the spirit platform.
At this moment, Ye Jiannan's heart, however, had no reason to be afraid, his body had a burst of coldness, and goosebumps emerged on his skin, and he vaguely felt as if there was really a ghost entering the house, and he merely could not see it, and that feeling was very real.
He braced himself, how can ghosts and monsters be taken seriously?
So continue to look for matches, just at this time, the coffin issued a creaking sound, this phenomenon, so he was completely stunned, expecting his father to come to life, repelled the fear in his heart, gazed expectantly at the coffin. The sound is getting louder and louder, the bench where the coffin is parked, also issued a creaking sound. Then the coffin opened a small gap, and a snow-white face, almost without a trace of blood color, drilled out from the gap in the coffin.
"Pops, you didn't die, did you?" Ye Jiannan exclaimed.
"Jiannan, my father is dead, I sent a Yin Longevity Pill, the netherworld only let my father come back for ten minutes, I have a lot of things to say to you, don't be afraid, my father won't hurt you!" That snow-white face, there was no change of expression, but the eerie voice, echoed from the room, the atmosphere was eerie.
"Pops, why, why didn't you wait for me to come back?" Ye Jiannan roared, not having the slightest fear for that most familiar face, even if his father had become a ghost, he still revered his father in his heart.
"Jiannan, my father's time is limited, listen to me, my father has known for a long time that his Yang life is over, so this is the will of God, no one can change it …… My father came back to tell you, don't take revenge, return to the army properly, live well… … "The face moved, eerie words that rippled throughout the room.
"Revenge?" Ye Jiannan's psychological training during his time in the Special Forces Battalion was also often calm, and immediately judged that his father's death was not a normal death, so he asked, "Who is it, who killed Pops?"
"They are coming, Jiannan, quickly get down, as if nothing has happened, quickly get down ……" eerie tone, but with a hint of warmth, that is a kind of care, a kind of love, an unspeakable flesh and blood affection.
"No, I fight with them, no, I am a special soldier, I am a special soldier, I kill them ……" Ye Jiannan returned.
The gate rang, and the sound of someone's footsteps came faintly.
"Child, live well!" After the words, after the father's snow-white face, a big hand that covered the sky appeared, and patted Ye Jiannan's head, at this moment, he didn't know anything else, and felt that he was very tired and wanted to sleep, and closed his eyes on this.
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An hour passed, Ye Jiannan slowly opened his eyes, there was not a bit of bright light in the room, it was quiet, as if he had a dream, now that the dream had woken up, nothing was there.
Ye Jiannan stilled his mind, when he saw the floor of the spiritual hall, he saw many shadows were frantically grabbing the Yin coins on the floor, these shadows did not have a single sound, as if a silent movie was being staged in front of him.
"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Perhaps it was this overly real dream that made Ye Jiannan no longer fear ghosts and monsters, in his heart, he suspected that these were ghosts, yet he was not afraid of them, and he rushed towards the shadows and ran over.
But in this instant, those shadows suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Quickly go, quickly go, that boy can see us ……" came the eerie words from the courtyard.
Ye Jiannan ran to the door in three big strides, only to see that outside the main door, there were many cloaked, white-faced silhouettes, and when they saw him chasing him out, they suddenly drifted into the night sky, and there wasn't a trace of them anymore.
Ye Jiannan frowned, perhaps this was all a dream, a hallucination, he never would have believed that there were ghosts in the world, he slapped himself, what was left of his intuition told him that this was all true!
Ye Jiannan ran into the house in a panic, found matches from the spirit altar and lit the candle.
Father's body, still lying peacefully in the coffin, no movement at all, Ye Jiannan even wondered why his father didn't show up, where is father, where did he go?
In order to make sure that he is not dreaming, father is not really back to the brake, Ye Jiannan intends to uncover the coffin, no longer care about the reasoning that it is unfilial to open the coffin, Ye Jiannan has a very real intuition that his father is in the coffin, and has never left him.
"Squeak squeak ……" the coffin opened, his father's face covered with a piece of paper, could not see his remains.
"Pops, Pops ……" Ye Jiannan began to call out to his father, only his father did not respond.
"What is this?" Ye Jiannan suddenly found his father's chest, how to put a cloth bag, the cloth bag is not big, only palm size, bulging, as if loaded with a lot of things look. When his father was put into the coffin, it was Ye Jiannan himself who put it in with his own hands, and there was no such thing at that time.
Ye Jiannan picked up the cloth bag, pulled open the sealing cloth, some strange things appeared. Within it was a book, smaller than a palm, about the same size as a shrunken version of a comic. In addition, there was also a small box, on which the words "Yin Supplement Pill, Yin Longevity Pill" were written in bold brush strokes.
Ye Jiannan opened the box, although the box was small, the interior was divided into two layers, one layer with three small words "Yin tonifying pills" written on the top, and the other layer looked to be more exquisitely packaged, with small words "Yin Longevity Pill" written on it.
Open the yin pill column, which displays thirteen hats of pills, pills, emitting a faint purple light, looks very strange.
Then, he opened the column with "Yin Longevity Pill", and suddenly a strange light was emitted from it, and even the whole house became radiant.
"What is this thing?" With a question, he closed the box and took out the book, which was smaller than the palm of his hand.
The three brushstrokes "Mao Shan Technique" came into his eyes, he had heard some rumors about the Taoist priests of Mao Shan, and the rumors were that they were all mythical figures who got rid of demons and subdued devils, and drove away ghosts and evil spirits.
How did father have these things, how come he never knew about it?
Ye Jiannan suddenly remembered something, when the village died one after another, it is the father stepped forward to set up altar practice, and only later calmed down, but at that time he was still small, do not understand, and then as he grew older, as the village was assimilated into modern civilization, not only he does not remember, and even his father's generation, very few people remembered, only the neighbor's grandfather's generation, from time to time, will bring up that incident. Of course, that is already an old adult story, as a kind of legend, no one to confirm whether it is true or not.
With questions, Ye Jiannan opened the books, just who would not have guessed, it is this momentary curiosity, changed his life's destiny, from now on, he embarked on an ethereal Yin and Yang Warlock road ……