Chapter 349： The truth about acne

I barely smiled and felt some resistance to these villagers. ??

Although they are also my relatives, I used to bully me more or less. Even Zheng Qide, I used to slap me.

At that time, his son stole his money, afraid of being beaten, and pushed it to me. He did not ask for the three seven twenty-one, directly gave me a slap in the face, and took me to my grandmother to ask for sin.

At that time, I bit my lower lip, and I refused to admit that I had stolen the money. The grandmother sighed and lost his money. When I left, I touched my head and said, "Jun Yao, I believe in you."

As long as the grandmother believes in me, how others see me is no longer important.

I went back to my grandmother's house and walked into this ancient yard. I looked at the low earthen house, the broken roof tile, and my heart was sour.

Since my grandmother passed away, my brother and I left here. In fact, it was only four or five years, and it has already been ruined like this.

"I am sorry grandma." I whispered, "She was very precious in this room, and I did not help her."

“No problem.” Tang Mingli said, “I will arrange someone to fix the house tomorrow.”

I gratefully nodded and walked into the old house where I lived for more than ten years. At this time, the furniture had been covered with a thick layer of ash.

I suddenly remembered that my grandmother told me before the death. He left a list for me. If I am in trouble, I can find someone on the list to help me.

Where will the list be placed?

I carefully recalled the words and deeds of my grandmother during her lifetime. Since the promotion of the gods, many things that have been forgotten in the past have clearly emerged in my mind.

When I was eight years old, my grandmother gave me fifty cents, let me go to the canteen in the village to buy a popsicle, and play for a while and then come back.

But after I bought the popsicles happily, I was beaten by several other children in the village. They knocked my popsicles to the ground. In front of me, I stepped on the feet and stepped on the popsicles. Dirty, then forced me to eat.

I was weak and incompetent at that time. I actually ate it. They just claps and laughed. I am ugly and only eat garbage.

I cried and went home very sparingly. Now my grandmother is holding a book in the bedroom upstairs. What is being written on it, after writing it, she put it back under the bed.

I walked along the wooden stairs and immediately went to the bedroom on the second floor of Grandma. When I opened the door, I saw a musty smell coming on.

I turned my head and said to Tang Mingli: "You wait outside, don't come in."

He nodded. I shut him out of the door and touched it under the bed. There was a piece of empty under the floor. Pressing hard, slamming, the floor cracked, there was a small compartment, lying in a This thick notebook.

I took the notebook and flipped it over. I wrote something like this on the title page:

Junyao, I know, sooner or later, you will come back and find this note. All the doubts in your heart will be found in this note.

Unexpectedly, my grandmother actually thought of anything.

I turned over and the first paragraph made me so speechless.

"Jun Yao, you want to know why you have acne?"

I clenched my fist, and acne was a curse that was deeply hit on me. For the past twenty years, I have been tortured by this curse, and it is better to die than to die.

It is said that hemorrhoids are caused by the elders in the family who have done things like animals and animals, and they have been reported to the descendants.

I continued to look down, but I was so shocked that I could not speak.

"Jun Yao, the reason why you have hemorrhoids is because more than 20 years ago, the villagers in Zhengjia Village had done something that hurts the world and the animals are not as good as they are."

"At that time, there was a man who fled to the village. He also surnamed Zheng, and had a relative relationship with the village. The village chief at that time took him in. When drinking at night, by the drunk, the man said his own. secret."

"It turned out that he was working outside, and dug out a box of gold bars from the ground. It should have been buried when the ancient dignitaries fled. He was afraid of being seen, and he fled with the box of gold bars overnight. He promised As long as the villagers are willing to help him, he will give a few gold bars to the villagers."

"At that time, everyone was very poor. Many people had never seen a gold bar in their lives. The family was not worth mentioning in front of the gold. The village chief moved his greed. He knew that he would kill a person quietly in the village. It’s very difficult, so I’m going to work together with the people in the village.”

"The next night, he called several relatives to take turns to give the man a drink. After getting drunk, he buried him alive under the new house of the village chief's son. At that time, the village head son was getting married and was building a new house. Just dug the foundation, just fill him in, and then pour the cement."

"After his death, the village chief family swallowed 70% of the gold and divided the remaining 30% into the villagers. The reason why the village heads are so rich is to use these gold to do business and to leave their family business."

"But it didn't last long. The village chief's son started to haunt the new house. The village chief was pregnant, but he saw a man with cement standing on the edge of the bed and looking at her coldly."

"The first child she gave birth was a deformed man with a huge head and only one eye on his head."

"After that, she gave birth to three births, each of which was deformed, and none of them survived. The village chief was anxious and asked a master to come back from the outside. After the master practice, he said that this was the man who was killed. Retribution to their next generation."

"The village chief asked him to save their family and give him how much money. The master said, looking for someone who has blood with their family, to be pregnant with the child, get the underwear of the pregnant woman, he comes to practice, Can pass the retribution to the child who has not yet been born."

"At the time your mother was coming back to raise a baby, they stared at her. I didn't pay attention to it and stole the underwear that was hanging out. When I knew it, it was already late, and the debt, the retribution was in yours. Body."

I am so angry that how can they do this?

Originally, I thought that it was my ancestors who did bad things. Then I was guilty of sin on their behalf. It was just a sigh. I didn’t expect them to be relatives who could not be beaten by the gossip!

I took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in my heart, and continued to look down.

"Sure enough, not long after you were born, your face began to grow hemorrhoids. I tried my best to get rid of those sores. Hey, Junyao, I only blame my grandmother for not being able to cultivate Taoism. It is useless for grandma."

"Child, I want to tell you a secret, related to our family. My father told me before the death, our family has a very prominent ancestor, a powerful race in ancient times, we inherited his lineage, In the long history of the river, we have a lot of monks in our family. Unfortunately, our sons are thin and can't open branches, otherwise today is also a huge family."

"Our family has an old secret, Junyao, you remember, you must not let others know, otherwise you will be very miserable in the future."

"It is said that in our family, there will sometimes be a descendant of the 'returning to the ancestors'. The blood of this person can make the spiritual person unable to cultivate, grow the spiritual root, and also enable the abilities to awaken the abilities. Roots, but there are no such descendants. In the Han Dynasty, there was one, but her secret was not exposed. She left the notes saying that as long as she drank her blood, those people would She is very fond of her, and she is not willing to hurt her."

"I have tested it for you. You are a person with a root, and the roots are still very strong. If you are a monastic, the future will not be limited."

"So I didn't teach you to practice. Even I am not a monk. I will teach you, isn't it wrong?"

"But I will leave you the practice of our family. If you have the opportunity to enter the door of the Tao, you can use this method."

"Unfortunately, the ancestors of our family did not leave any good things. If you take this road, you can only rely on yourself."

"I am worried that you can't go to the monastic way, so I thought of a way to sell your blood as a spiritual medicine to the children of some big families. If they have power in the future, you will come to the door and they will help you." ""