[Miaojiang Gu Stories] Fleeting Years Gu

After a while, unable to bear the exhaustion, I fell asleep again, this time the sleep was surprisingly peaceful.

[-]. Grandma dies, God-given Gu body

At 05:30 the next morning, I woke up on time according to the biological clock developed in middle school, and it was just dawn.

A ray of sunlight shone on the window, and I tried to move my limbs. After lying down for a long time, it was inevitable that I would be stiff and numb, but I could still manage it, and I didn’t feel sore and weak from a serious illness.I moved my legs and feet, only to realize that someone was cuddling me, conveying a warm touch.

Lu Xiao was on the other side of the bed, leaning against the wardrobe and taking a nap.

He was a light sleeper and woke up when I moved.He saw that I woke up, said it was still early, and told me to sleep for a while.He stayed up for an unknown amount of time last night, but he didn't feel too tired, his eyes were still bright, and he looked at me with a smile.

I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, when I felt him get up, the door rang, opened and closed again.

I breathed a sigh of relief and turned over a few more times, but the work and rest habits developed in school were too firm, so I had to give up and get up to get dressed.

My eyes focused on my chest.

The only thing that hangs around my neck all year round is the jade pendant given to me by my grandmother. It is a good piece of jade, the size of half a palm, full of green in the positive sun, warm and transparent, decorated with flowing cloud patterns on the edge, but polished and smooth in the middle.Now the lanyard and the piece of jade are still around my neck, but there is something more on the jade pendant.

A wooden tablet slightly larger than the jade pendant is exquisitely carved, with a hollow groove dug out in the middle, and the jade pendant is being set in it.Through the jade, you can vaguely see the gold painting on the inlay of the jade pendant and the wooden plaque, which seems to be words and some kind of pattern.The wood of the wooden sign is extremely solid, light yellow, with a faint fragrance, looking at the sun, there are traces of extremely gorgeous golden threads shining.

Although I was born in Guizhou, I also know a treasure produced in the ancient riverbed of Sichuan.The color is black and the inside is yellow, the wood is hard and fragrant, and the golden threads are dazzling. There is a good wood in ancient times.I held it in my hand, feeling a burst of warmth coming from the palm of my hand, but my heart was a little cold.

I suddenly remembered what my grandmother said to me when I was very young.

I was born in the summer of 16, and my fate is short of fire.People born in summer should have the most vigorous life fire, but that year's climate was abnormal, and it should have been the hottest time of the year, but there was no rain and no heat.Heavy rain in summer is normal, but grandma said that the rain in Duncun was strange at that time.

Grandma said that in the summer of that year, Mistress Sanwen passed through the border.

I was born in this kind of rain, with a peculiar fate, yang and yin.Grandma said that my physique is called God-given Gu body, and I have the best affinity with Gu insects.I am the only one left in the Lu family. My grandma said that she didn't want to teach me to raise Gu, but my talent is really outstanding, so she let me watch.How much I learn and what path I will take in the future all depend on my opportunities.

I was very young at that time, only four or five years old, and ordinary children should be ignorant and difficult to remember at this time, but my memory was surprisingly good since I was a child. Printed in the mind, every detail is very clear.If grandma knew this, she might not be willing to say those things to me when I was four or five years old.But grandma probably didn't expect that such a day would really happen, and my chance came like this.

Lu Xiao, as a person who can defeat my grandma in a frontal fight, I have to admit that he has the ability to see my fate, so it shouldn't be difficult.This piece of golden nanmu is just like me. Its wood is yang, and it has been buried underground for countless years. The yin energy naturally gathers. It is a good material for Anzhen's soul.But for some reason, the words I heard in a semi-conscious state always echoed in my mind,

The soul is incomplete.Are you talking about me?

I thought of my fourth uncle again—I would rather hold my nose and grit my teeth and call this little bastard who is not a few years older than me uncle, rather than mention his name again.That "Old Xiao" that was unintentionally said, for some reason, always gave me a feeling of being terrified.I stuffed this jade-inlaid wooden card back into the neckline of my vest, put on a short-sleeved T-shirt, and thought that I would wait for my fourth uncle to come back later, so I must ask clearly anyway. Just as I was thinking of this, the door creaked open. up.

The fourth uncle came back, not alone, but also accompanied by a young policeman.

I do remember the policeman, he was one of the few people who took me to see my grandmother that day, he was standing behind my fourth uncle, looking at me with a somewhat nervous expression - since then, the policeman has faintly become the one I hate the most Creatures, in the rest of my life, no matter what the accident, I never called the police again.

This time, the police came to tell me that my grandmother had passed away last night.

Those of you who have been through something like this probably know that being able to cry is not really grief.When great grief is coming and there is nowhere to hide, it is a luxury to be able to cry and vent.

I was stunned for a long time, my pupils were out of focus, and it took me a long time to see clearly what was in front of me. My eyes met the young policeman's face, and he shrank behind Lu Xiao.I turned my head and met my fourth uncle's eyes.Probably my eyes were too fierce at that time, Lu Xiao's eyes obviously dodged for a while, I saw his lips move, as if he wanted to argue, but in the end he just looked at me and didn't say anything.

I wish he'd say something, but I also know it's useless.I was silent for a while as if confronting him, and finally he spoke, saying that he was going to the county seat and asked me if I wanted to go with them.

I said go!

Grandma died in the county hospital, due to the backlash of the scorpion.When I walked into the ward, I saw that the bed was covered with a quilt, and the middle of the cloth was raised, outlining a shriveled image of an old Miao village woman. The air was filled with fishy and foul smells.Before that, I was only thinking about following them and seeing my grandma again.Here I am, standing in front of grandma, at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Lu Xiao came to pull me, I shook his hand away.His hand pressed hard on my shoulder, his eyes were stern, and he stared at me with indescribable embarrassment.

He told me to stand back and don't go any further, I said it's none of your business.

He said that I don't care if you are fucking dead or alive, don't seek death in front of your grandma, let her not rest.

I laughed angrily when he slapped me upside down, but I followed his will and took a few steps back.Lu Xiao probably had planned it long ago. He chanted the mantra and walked around the hospital bed with a few steps. A few green glows emerged, and I saw that the miserable green foulness was gradually forced to gather and floated on top of grandma's body. Finally, he A talisman, squeezed and drawn, and the faint blue talisman fire burst up, and it was completely burned out.

The only thing that made me a little relieved was that when he performed the method of saving the soul of my grandmother, he used the talisman drawn by Luo Lingzi.My grandmother doesn't need cinnabar.This little old woman from Miao Village is not a cruel soul even if she dies.

[-]. Mountain Soul Seizes Body, Twelve Dharma Gates

My grandmother's funeral was simple, but fortunately, the police paid for it, so it's not rash.These days the dead cost more money than the living, even if you sell me, you still can't afford the money to give grandma a decent funeral.

I saw my aunt for the first time in so many days at my grandmother's funeral.She, who was closely related to the criminal suspect, was obviously under strict supervision and investigation. This capable and beautiful woman from Hunan Province was taken to the funeral home by the police. Called "Mom" and howled dryly.The voice was not loud, but full of a powerless, heart-piercing numbness and pathos.

After the funeral I finally got permission to meet my uncle, who was still in the hospital in government custody.According to them, the patient has intermittent violent tendencies, and iron bars are installed on the door.Through the fence, I saw a person locked up in the single bed, unshaven, sitting dirty on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the front.I called him uncle.

He heard the voice and turned to look at me.His eyes were wide open, the eyeballs seemed to protrude from the sockets, bloodshot, and he was grinding his teeth, as if he had a deep hatred for someone.I squatted on the side of the fence and looked at him for a while. After a while, I watched him blink his eyes and stare at me, gradually becoming confused.I called Uncle again, he opened his mouth, hehehe smiled silly at me, I heard him muttering, baby, baby, don’t cry.

My legs were sore from squatting, and I didn't know when I started, tears and snot all over my face.

Before leaving the hospital, I went to the bathroom to wipe my face. When I looked up, I saw a face reflected in the mirror in front of me. The tears had been washed away, and my face was gloomy, with no expression on it.

Later, I thought to myself mockingly, probably from that time on, I learned to pretend to cover up, to hide my emotions and anger, to deceive others and myself.

When I walked out of the hospital, I saw my aunt sitting on a chair in the waiting room. Seeing me coming out, her face turned pale, she wiped her eyes with her hand, called me, and twitched the corners of her mouth, showing an extremely ugly smile. Xiaoying, said Li Yazi, have you finished the exam?

I hummed and looked at my aunt, my aunt, who was not yet thirty that year, and women were the same age.I said, what is the situation of my aunt and uncle now?I paused for a while, and said slowly, don't blame my uncle, and don't blame yourself.

My aunt stared blankly at me for a while with her mouth open, then covered her face and wailed loudly.

Fuck, it's all life.

In the past few days, from the death of my grandmother to the matter of my uncle and my aunt, for half a month, Lu Xiao was helping me take care of it, busy before and after, without touching the ground.

I ended up finishing the file with him.