Chapter 4 Living People (I)

Author: Chen 77

Chapter 4 Living People (I)

Yousheng? Isn’t this the name on the tombstone where my grandfather asked me to kowtow?

My hands shook, and the oil in the kerosene lamp rolled to escape the lamp, while I stood there at a loss.

He looked me up and down, sat at the table, and said, "Sit."

The kerosene lamp was placed on the table by me. I quietly looked at my head and looked at whether there was any shadow behind him.

His childish actions made him chuckled, "Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid? How can this make me not afraid? Although his face added a lot of points to my heart, wearing a beige robe, the clean area behind me made me tremble.

"Did you see it?"

"What?" I was confused by the question.

“That door.”

As soon as I said that, I stopped shaking, "That door really leads to the Hall of Hell?"

"Yes, there are many names, but not many people can really see with the naked eye. Maybe it is related to your gender. The skills we passed down were unexpectedly passed on to you, a little girl."

After saying this, he stood up and scared me.

He walked straight to the locked door, took out the lock, opened the door, walked in in the dark, and then walked out with a pen and a book, and handed it to me.

"Since you can see that door, you can use these two things in the future."

It seems that he is the real owner of this thatched hut.

""Collection of Engraving Monuments"? What is this pen used for?"

"Good question." He praised and continued to answer my questions. "Although you have engraved the monument, you have not completed the last thing, that is, to draw the words. What should be given to you has been given to you. You can study it yourself. It's getting late, so I'm leaving. Take care of you, and there will be a period of time later."

Before I could recover, Yousheng went out and merged into the night.

The flashlight moved from the "Collection of Engravings" to the door, and it was pitch black and it was so terrifying to watch.

I quickly stepped forward and closed the door.

The next day, I was woken up by my father's knock on the door.

Seeing that I was safe and sound, my dad breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's going on? Why haven't you woken up yet? It's a good thing that your mother didn't fall asleep all night."

"I was reading a book last night." I rubbed my eyes, picked up the food my father brought to me, pointed to the table, but found that the book was missing!

"What book? Are you dreaming? Yes, I'm learning all the time."

"No, where is the book here?" I put down the bowl and found the kang in the room from under the table. I didn't even let go of the corner of the wall. I didn't see a page of the "Collection of the Monument".

Only the brush that Yousheng gave me was still hanging on the wall, reminding me that last night was not my imagination.

The "Collection of Engraving Monuments" was also written in my mind word for word.

"Hurry up and eat, what are you looking for? You have searched all the big things."

After dinner, I picked up the hoe by the door and started digging a hole for myself. To be precise, I was digging a grave for myself.

This piece of land is my final resting place, so I have to dig a little bit better.

"Daughter, it's not me that I've never seen you so obedient. What do you think? Let me tell you about it?"

My dad stood aside and watched me dig a hole while talking to me.

Yes, since I was a child, I couldn't sit still like a monkey. Occasionally, I had a good impression of my relatives. I had never washed my own socks at home, and this time I could stay in this broken thatched house for one night.

"What, if I don't come, I will watch my second aunt seeking death at home every day, and watch my second uncle go to prison. Then wait for my second cousin to come to my house to sarcasm, which makes the house lively and make people laugh?" I was so tired that I was so tired that I was so angry. "I was right. What can I do at vocational college? After learning my grandfather's craft, I will make a lot of money in the future. When I make a lot of money, I will take you and my mother to a big city to enjoy the happiness!"

"Oh! I'm still enjoying myself. When I walk in the morning, your mother will make trouble at home."

"What are you making trouble? This matter is a foregone conclusion, and it's useless to make trouble." I murmured, digging a few more symbolically, putting the hoe back, "Go! Go home and see my mom."

"Okay, I've long been worried that you are on this mountain alone."

I followed my dad down the mountain and returned home. My second aunt was blocked at the door, "Xingxing, what's wrong? Why are you back? Is it missing on the mountain? Tell your dad what you lack, and I'll just send it to you."

"It's okay, I'm just back."

My second aunt obviously didn’t know that I would go down the mountain, so I would like to block my dad from asking about my news on the mountain?

"Ah? I'm back? Didn't your grandfather say he would stay for three days?" Hearing my words, the second aunt immediately started yelling.

It happened that everyone had lunch. When the second aunt yelled, I saw the whole family sitting neatly, as if waiting for me.

"Xingxing, what's going on? You've come down before the three days?"

Sure enough, my grandfather asked.

"I said you are a dead girl! I said you don't go, don't go, it's okay if you come back." The happiest one is my mother.

"I haven't arrived these three days, so don't you have to go up the mountain again?" Aunt Er followed me and muttered quietly.

He said it was a low voice, and anyone could hear such a situation.

"What? Go up the mountain again? Second sister, why don't you go up the mountain to see? Is there a place that is alone? There is a pile of graves!" My mother rushed towards me again, "If you weren't back now, I'd have to go up the mountain and pull you back after dinner!"

"Okay! What's the noise! ​​Cough cough"

"Dad, are you okay?" The second aunt quickly stepped forward and patted her grandfather on the back.

"I said Chen Xing, do you regret it? We don't understand if you are afraid of being alone in the mountain." Second cousin, no, Liu Shuang began to pretend to pack up the dishes.

"Who said I regret it?" I sat on the table. I was too busy digging the pit just now. The bowl of rice on the mountain was not too hungry. "Will I have to go down the mountain if I learn the skills well?"

"What? Cough, you, have you learned it well?" Grandpa stood up in surprise.

The others remained silent and were silent.

"I've learned it well? It's only one night, you're cheating!" Yan Shuang stood there and questioned me, "I haven't been there before. The hammer is so heavy, it's hard to pick it up. Tell me, how did you learn it? I'm afraid I don't think I'm OK if I just carve it for a few seconds!"

"Is the hammer heavy?" I looked at my grandfather, "Grandpa, have you never told them when you are back?"

"No." Grandpa shook his head, "I'm going to wait for you to come back down the mountain in three days."

"Okay." Nodded, I stood up, "Since you didn't say it, I will tell you personally. The inheritance, I, Chen Xing, accepted it, the sixth generation successor of the stele-carving man, and the master of Yousheng."
Chapter completed!