"Grandma, why did you recognize me at a glance?" After taking a sip of tea, Lin Junxuan asked. Before Li Ruochen could tell me, the old man seemed to recognize me at a glance. Although he had seen him before, it was a long time ago, and he was still a child at that time.
"You look very much like your grandfather," the old man showed a look of memories on his face: "It's so much like." The old man and Lin Junxuan's grandfather are brothers and sisters, so he is naturally very familiar with him.
After pondering for a while, Lin Junxuan said, "Grandma, I want to ask you something. It's about Grandpa."
"Taigong?" The old man shook for a moment and looked at Lin Junxuan with a strange look: "Have you heard something outside?"
"Grandma, we went to Linggui Temple today. I heard a Taoist priest telling a story, saying that the Linggui Peak Mountain is empty and there is another world connected to it. A Taoist priest sent someone to paste a Taoist talisman underneath, saying it was a seal there. The man never came out after entering. The Taoist priest said that the man was called Li Longtu! In my impression, Taigong seemed to be called Li Longtu."
"You won't take it seriously, are you?" Li Ruochen, who was standing beside him, opened his eyes wide: "How can such a mountain as Linggui Peak be empty? We are all people who have read books, so you believe this kind of legend! That must be a duplicate name."
The old man just smiled pamperedly.
"Your grandfather passed away early, and your grandfather and I don't have a deep impression of him."
"Grandma, my classmates and I made an appointment to go out together tomorrow, so I'll leave first. Cousin, you have my phone number. When do you need to call me? I'll pick you up immediately!" Li Ruochen stood up. He heard a lot about the legends in the countryside. In addition, no matter how much he said, he was a scientifically educated person, and he didn't believe in this kind of thing. In terms of science, this is called superstition!
"Haha, go, be careful on the way."
"Well, grandma, I'll come to see you another day," Li Ruochen picked up the tea on the table, took a few sips, and walked out. After Li Ruochen left, a look of loss flashed across the old man's face.
"There are fewer and fewer people in our generation who believe in it now," the old man sighed, as if recalling the era they experienced.
"Jun Xuan, it's rare to come here. I'll give you something from your Taigong before," the old man stretched his hands tremblingly across his neck and took off an ancient chain from his neck. The chain was a bit old and had some patterns on the surface. In the middle of the chain was hung a star pendant the size of a fingernail. The surface of the star pendant looked like patina, and some other small and blurry patterns.
Such pendant chains can only be said to be a bit old and cannot be called beautiful. In this era when wearing gold and jade is the least effective, it is also decorated with silver. Such things are really not very popular.
The old man held the star pendant and looked very solemn, as if it was a very precious thing.
"Grandma, this is your close friend, I can't take it!" Lin Junxuan saw the old man's serious appearance and knew that this star pendant was very important to her, so he refused.
The old man shook his head: "I am over 80 years old and almost ninety years old. I am almost at the age of being almost buried. This star pendant was passed down from my mother's hands, and of course I have to pass it down in my hands. It's just a pity that my children and grandson are not interested in these things. I remembered to give it to you when I saw you are interested." Speaking of this, the old man's eyes showed a deep helplessness.
"Thank you, aunt," Lin Junxuan looked at the old man thoughtfully and took the star fall that the old man had untied from his neck with both hands.
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After dinner, Lin Junxuan and Du Ruoyao returned to the room arranged by their aunt, tidied up the salute, and then prepared to go to bed. After a while, the old man knocked on the door outside and walked in.
"Jun Xuan," the old man looked at Lin Jun Xuan kindly: "After living in the city for a long time, will you not get used to sleeping in the countryside?"
"No," Lin Junxuan shook his head, "It's very quiet here, I like it very much."
"That's good, that's good," the old man smiled: "I'll feel relieved, then you go to bed."
"Well," Lin Junxuan responded. Just as the old man was about to walk out of the room, Lin Junxuan shouted: "Grandma!"
"Child, is there anything else?" The old man turned around and looked at Lin Junxuan kindly.
"Grandma, you haven't answered my question during the day." Lin Junxuan said in the old man's eyes.
The old man was stunned for a moment, as if he hadn't expected Lin Junxuan to continue asking this question. He turned around and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, looked at Lin Junxuan, and murmured: "It looks really like!"
"Grandma, who do you look like? Didn't you say that I look like my grandfather when you first entered the door?" Lin Junxuan asked:
"Taigong, you are more like yours!" The old man showed a look of memories on his face: "When your grandfather and I were young, your grandfather left and never appeared again. In a vague impression, when your grandfather left, he was almost the same as you are now."
"Is the grandfather mentioned in the legend true?" Lin Junxuan looked at the old man.
The old man looked at Lin Junxuan and asked, "After supper today, I saw you reading a book. It doesn't look like a novel, right? What's the name of that book?"
"The Hundred Schools of Thoughts," Lin Junxuan replied: "It is an ancient book from the pre-Qin period."
The old man's eyes showed a look of admiration: "Now, there are very few young people who like ancient books like you. Ruochen used to like me to tell stories, but now he has grown up and no longer likes to listen to what I say."
Speaking of his grandson, the old man was helpless: "I wanted to give him that necklace before, but he said it was too old-fashioned, don't. Alas, things of our generation will eventually disappear in the future, and young people have a life of young people."
Lin Junxuan listened silently, wondering why the old man was talking about this.
With a sigh, the old man turned around and smiled and said, "Jun Xuan, you like reading books, it's great, it's great... Wait a moment, I have a book here, which was also passed down by your Taigong. I'll leave in the future, and Ruochen is not interested, so this book is probably going to be buried with me. It's rare for you to come here and like reading, so I'll give it to you."
"Grandma, you are still strong and can live for at least decades!"
The old man just smiled, touched Lin Junxuan's head, and sighed: "I was so young back then, but now I'm so old... wait, my aunt will come."
The old man said and turned around and left. After a while, the old man walked in with a box and walked to the bedside. The old man handed over the rusty iron box: "This thing has been collected by my aunt for more than 60 years. Ruochen's parents have not read it. It was also passed down by your grandfather. Junxuan, you are a person who has read books and should be able to understand it. Now, my aunt gives it to you."
Lin Junxuan took the box and opened the rusty lid. At the bottom of the box was a thin book with all the pages of the book. The thin book contained four words "Qimen Dunjia".
Lin Junxuan did not expect that the ancient book left by Taigong was actually a piece. Looking at the four words "Qimen Dunjia" on the page, Lin Junxuan understood why Li Ruochen was not interested in the book left by Taigong. Fortune tellers each handed in one volume, and nine out of ten fortune tellers were cheated. In addition to fortune tellers, everyone also had it. Books like "Feng Shui Masters" were not too difficult to buy in the streets and alleys and floor stalls. The ones sold together with "Qimen Dunjia" include "Huangdi House Classic", "Hanglong Jing", "Huangdi House Classic", etc., but the latter is not as well-known as the former. Although Lin Junxuan likes ancient books and has also studied "Zhouyi Shentongqi", he does not believe it very much.
In some modern TV series filmed, "Qimen Dunjia" is linked to Qimen Formation, which has cast a strange color on this book. But today when science is popularized, people only laugh at this.
"Thank you, aunt." Lin Junxuan took the box and thanked him, but still looked at the old man.
Seeing Lin Junxuan looking at him, the old man knew that he still wanted to know about his grandfather, and finally smiled and said, "You kid... well, my aunt will tell you about your grandfather."
"When your grandfather left, your grandfather and I were very young, and many things were known from your grandmother. Before he left, a Taoist priest did come to our house. The villagers guessed that this story came. After your grandfather and the Taoist priest left, they never appeared again. Your grandmother kept telling us that your grandfather had become a Taoist priest." The old man looked at Lin Junxuan and sighed: "Poor grandmother, after your grandfather left, there were still two left at home.
It’s so hard to support two children, she is such a young woman! At that time, the villagers said that your grandmother died outside, but your grandmother believed that he just went outside to be a Taoist priest and would come back one day. Someone advised your grandmother to remarry, but she didn’t listen, just said that she would wait for your grandmother to come back. After waiting day after day, year after year, because I missed your grandmother too much, your grandmother went crazy after a few years."
"Crazy!!!" Lin Junxuan looked at the old man in shock.
"Yes!" the old man sighed, perhaps thinking of his mother, his eyes were a little wet, and he wiped his tears. The old man said, "Your grandma believed that your grandmother had become a monk and became a Taoist priest at first, but she later believed in the myth of the villagers. After she went crazy, she often said some strange things that people couldn't understand."
"A weird thing that makes people unable to understand?"
"Yes, your grandmother has been crazy for more than 20 years. Later, your grandfather and I got married. One day she suddenly woke up," the old man recalled the situation that year and said: "At that time, your grandfather was not here, and I was the only one by her. She seemed very sober at that time. She said your grandfather came to see her, and the grandfather said she was sorry for her and wanted to take her away."
Lin Junxuan's heart was shocked. He sat motionlessly beside the bed, listening to the old man's words, for fear of missing any information.
"At that time, only my grandmother and your grandmother were at home, and there was no one else. I guess your grandmother must have turned back. She said that your grandmother wanted to take her away. I guess in my heart that people are old and will feel their feelings when they are about to die. I think your grandmother is afraid that it will not work. That day, I hugged her knees and cried. Your grandmother said, "Don't cry, kid, this is a happy event, you have to be happy for me. At that time, I just thought your grandmother was crazy and didn't dare to refute her. I just heard her talk about her past years of being with her grandmother. As she was talking, she suddenly took out a box from under the pillow and a chain, which is the one on your neck, and this box."
The old man pointed to the star-shaped pendant chain on Lin Junxuan's neck and said sadly: "Your grandma said that this is your grandma, and said she wanted to leave it to us - your grandma has been crazy for many years and has never traveled far away. She doesn't know where she got the necklace and box. I thought later, maybe your grandma left before your grandma left, but she went crazy later and didn't remember this. That night, your grandma really left, she left peacefully and without any pain. She suffered a lot in her life. Leaving like this may be a good thing for her, at least, she can see your grandma again."
The old man sighed and stood up, talking about his mother. The old man was very sad: "Oh, I won't talk about these things anymore. It's very late, Jun Xuan should go to bed. My aunt also went to bed."
When he walked to the door, the old man suddenly turned around and said, "Jun Xuan, don't leave when you go to bed at night. Remember, if you hear any movement, don't go out."
"Why?" Lin Junxuan said in surprise.
"In recent days, jackals often shouted outside in the evenings - it's really strange. These jackals have disappeared for more than fifty years, why are they emerging again now!" The old man murmured with confusion, murmured to himself, and walked out tremblingly.
After the old man went out, the room became quiet again. What the old man said before leaving came to his mind again, weasels, jackals... These things disappeared out of thin air more than fifty years ago, and suddenly appeared out of thin air again fifty years later. Li Ruochen lived with the old man when he was a child. He said that he had never seen a weasel here before, so he should not have lie, and there was no need. Lin Junxuan remembered what she said before her grandmother died. Could she really be a "returning back"? For some reason, Lin Junxuan always felt that what happened tonight was strange.
Chapter completed!