Chapter 2: Back to the Fury 2
Ye Jiannan rushed back, just to see his father's last face, unfortunately, he was still late, when he entered the courtyard, there were already many neighbors helping him to wrap up his father's funeral.
Ye Jiannan, a member of the special forces, just turned twenty-two this year, on the day of his twenty-second birthday, he received a phone call from his father, asking him to hurry back quickly, or else he wouldn't be able to see his father's last face.
Without saying a word, Ye Jiannan packed his bags and got up immediately. His father was his 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 that Ye Jiannan was able to have what he has today.
Only, when he appeared in the courtyard, he was completely dumbfounded, his head was buzzing, and he puffed and squatted in the courtyard, never able to stand up again.
Father had already left, the courtyard was cool, there was no longer a little warmth, the only warmth, had gone, with the fall of the autumn leaves, winter was coming.
"Pops~~~" Ye Jiannan yelled, at this moment, unable to hold back the tears, clattering down.
"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 Ye Jiannan to grow up alive, Grandpa Yang was considered to be the number one contributor.
Ye Jiannan didn't say anything, his head was blank now, he couldn'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 this great father.
The hearth is quiet, not that the village is not interesting enough, but the village old people are very superstitious, dispersing the young people. Tonight is the third day of Ye Jiannan's father's death, according to custom, tonight, tonight Ye Jiannan's father will return to the Fury.
When he died, Ye Jiannan was not with him, the old man must have a lot of things to arrange when he returned to the Fury, so, this night, the village people gave this opportunity to Ye Jiannan, so that he could see his father for the last time across the world.
Late at night, the midnight has arrived, Ye Jiannan is not going to believe in ghosts and monsters rumors, he kneels alone in the spirit hall, mute appearance, as if he has already gone from hell once.
But just at this moment, a gust of wind blew, extinguishing the candle flame in the spiritual hall, and there was no longer a bit of bright light to be seen in the room.
Ye Jiannan slowly stood up, touching the table to look for matches, but at this moment, the open door, suddenly issued a "squeak" sound, as if the door was pushed open.
Although Ye Jiannan didn't believe in ghosts and monsters, he had been influenced by the village and had heard some stories of ghosts and monsters, including the story of the dead returning to their deaths.
He suddenly turned around, his gaze coldly swept behind him, behind him it was quiet, there was no more sound.
Ye Jiannan sighed, how could the ghosts and monsters be taken seriously?
So he turned around, and was about to continue searching for matches when a snow-white face, almost without a trace of blood appeared, right in front of him.
"Pops, you're back?" Ye Jiannan exclaimed.
"Jiannan, my father has already died, I sent a Yin Longevity Pill, only then did the Yin Division 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 is no expression change, but the empty voice, but from the room echoed, the atmosphere is very strange.
"Pops, why, why didn't you wait for me to come back?" Ye Jiannan roared, not having the slightest fear for that face.
"Jiannan, my father's time is limited, listen to me, my father has known for a long time that his Yang Lifespan is over, so this is the will of God, no one can change it …… My father came back to tell you not to take revenge, return to the army properly, live well… … "That face moved, eerie words that rippled throughout the room.
"Revenge?" Ye Jiannan was well trained during his time in the Special Forces Battalion, and immediately judged that his father's death was not a normal one, so he asked, "Who is it, who killed Pops?"
"They're coming, Jiannan, get down, pretend nothing happened, get down ……" The eerie tone of voice, but with a hint of warmth, it was a kind of caring, a kind of love, a kind of 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 that snow-white face, a big hand that covered the sky appeared and patted Ye Jiannan's head.
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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 dreamed a dream, and now that the dream had woken up, nothing was there.
Ye Jiannan's gaze was gloomy, when he swept to 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?" Ye Jiannan yelled and ran towards the shadows.
But in this instant, those shadows suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"Quickly go, quickly go, that kid can see us ……" Eerie words came 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, this was all a dream, a hallucination, he would never believe that there were ghosts in the world, he slapped himself in the face, 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 candles.
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 his father, where did he go?
He uncovered the coffin, no longer cared about opening the coffin unfilial, he felt that his father was in the coffin, never left him.
"Creak creak …… coffin opened, father's face covered with a piece of paper, can not see his remains."
"What is this?" Ye Jiannan saw his father's chest, how to put a cloth bag, the cloth bag is not big, only the size of a palm, bulging, as if loaded with a lot of things. When his father was in the coffin, it was his own coffin, there was no such thing at that time ah.
Ye Jiannan picked up the bag, pulled open the sealing cloth, some strange things appeared. Inside it was contained in a book, smaller than a palm, and the reduced version of the comic is about the same size. 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, Ye Jiannan opened the column with "Yin Longevity Pill", and suddenly it emitted a strange light, and even the whole house became radiant.
"What is this thing?" With a question, Ye Jiannan closed the box and took out the book which was smaller than a palm.
The three brushstrokes "Mao Shan Technique" came into view, Ye Jiannan had heard some rumors about Mao Shan Taoist priests, and the rumors said that all Mao Shan Taoist priests were mythological figures who got rid of demons and subdued devils, and drove away ghosts and evil spirits.
How could father have these things, how come he never knew about it?
He suddenly remembered something, when the village died one after another, it was his father who stepped in and set up an altar to practice, and only later calmed down, only at that time he was still small and did not understand, and then as he grew older, as the village was assimilated into modern civilization, not only he did not remember, even his father's generation, very few people remembered it, and only the neighbor's grandfather's generation, from time to time, would 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 thought, it is this momentary curiosity, changed the fate of Ye Jiannan's life, from then on, he embarked on an ethereal path of yin and yang ……