The ghost carrying the coffin of a dragon giving birth to a son

Year of the Dragon.

On February 2, the day when the dragon raises its head, my mother gave birth to me.

When I was born, my whole body was covered with black birthmarks. The goddess in the village said they were dragon scales, a freak, and an unlucky person who would bring disaster to the village. She also asked my mother to throw me into the Yellow River to feed the Dragon King. master.

Naturally, my mother disagreed. I was not dead, but the goddess was. She fell into the Yellow River and drowned. Her body was eaten by fish, leaving only the bones.

I was born at night, and that night it rained heavily, with lightning and thunder, and strangely enough, when I was born, the rain suddenly stopped.

Something strange happened at my house that night. Countless black shadows surrounded my house, the wind roared furiously, and there were countless glowing eyes staring fiercely at my house in the darkness.

A hoarse voice roared towards my house in the darkness: "A dragon gives birth to a child, which is a great tonic. If we eat this child, we will be reborn! Go ahead, grab that child and eat it!"

"How dare you!" my mother yelled angrily, frightening the things in the darkness and backing them up three miles.

My mother warned again: "If anyone dares to touch a hair on my son, I will destroy his entire family, get out!"

Suddenly everything outside disappeared in a flash, and I didn't dare to stay for a moment.

My mother's origins are mysterious, and no one knows her true identity.

My father was a corpse fisherman from the Yellow River, and my mother was a crazy woman he fished out of the Yellow River.

At that time, she was crazy, talking nonsense, and was already unconscious.

My father saw that my mother was too beautiful, so he consummated his marriage with her.

A strange thing happened. In the middle of the night, my mother actually regained consciousness and shouted that she wanted to kill my father.

My father couldn't beat her and kowtowed to my mother all night, and then my mother started living with my father.

Because of the terrifying dragon scales on my body, the children in the village were unwilling to play with me, calling me a monster and ostracizing me.

My mother didn't dislike me and used incense ash mixed with cinnabar to rub my body every day.

After I became wiser, I often asked my mother, why do I have dragon scales on my body? Am I a freak?

My mother said that I was born of a dragon and was born extraordinary.

My dad left when I was five years old, and my mom raised me alone.

There are many disputes in the widow's house, and my mother is young and beautiful, so there are many people who have evil thoughts towards her.

During the time when my dad left, there were always people climbing through the windows of my house at night. As a result, those people were all seriously ill the next day, and their bodies were covered with abscesses, which was very miserable.

Later, no one dared to take a chance on my mother.

Until I was ten years old, all the dragon scales on my body disappeared.

Since then, my mother has begun to teach me some strange skills, such as talisman spells, Feng Shui Kanyu, Qimen astrology and so on.

From that time on, my mother would prepare some special herbs to wash my eyes. She said that this would open my eyes.

My mother said that I am a genius in cultivating Taoism. In the past five hundred years, no one in Feng Shui Xuanmen has a higher talent than me. One day I will definitely become a Taoist and become an ancestor.

In a flash, I turned eighteen and became a handsome young man. However, my mother aged very quickly. In just a few years, her hair turned into white hair, as if she had exhausted her life.

There was a huge thunderstorm that day in Jingzhe, and my mother suddenly fell ill. She was on her deathbed in an instant, so fast that I didn’t even have time to react.

My mother held my hand and said to me with a loving look on her face:

"Ding Lin, Mom is leaving. Mom has something to tell you now. You have to remember it clearly and don't forget it."

I cried and knelt in front of the bed, tears streaming down my face.

"The first thing: don't mourn me after I die, and don't find anyone to carry my coffin. Prepare a nine-foot-nine-inch willow coffin for me. No more, no less."

"You put me in a coffin, and someone will naturally come to carry me when the time comes."

"The second thing: Don't bury me in the earth after I die. I came from the water, so I will go from the water and bury me in the Yellow River."

"The third thing: You are not allowed to step into Yanjing's territory for three years. Don't ask why, Mom will not harm you."

"Mom left something for you in Yanjing. On February 2, three years later, on the day when the dragon raises its head, you must go and get what belongs to you."

"The fourth thing: Because you are the son of a dragon, there are still many things in this world that are thinking about you. They want to eat you. After I die, no one will protect you."

"I have made arrangements. Someone will come to pick you up at home. You follow that person's arrangements. Don't leave here until that person comes!"

"Ding Lin, do you remember these things mom said?"

"I remember." I cried.

My mother asked me to repeat it again, and after she got it right every word, she felt relieved.

My mother asked me to put my left hand in front of her mouth, and she bit the palm of my hand hard. A cut that was as deep as the bone appeared in the palm of my hand, and blood flowed profusely.

After doing this, my mother smiled happily, as if she had fulfilled some wish.

She began to reflect back and held my hand tightly: "Ding Lin, remember mom's name, mom is Jiang Yuji, and you have mom's blood flowing on your body."

This is the first time I heard my mother’s name, Jiang Yuji!

Not long after, my mother gave up and left.

I howled and cried, my mother was gone, and from now on, I had no relatives in this world.

I followed my mother's will to prepare her funeral arrangements and put her into a nine-foot-nine-inch willow coffin.

That very night, hundreds of ghosts came to my house.

Only then did I realize that the people carrying my mother’s coffin were not humans, but ghosts!

Hundreds of ghosts carried my mother's coffin to the Yellow River. When I arrived at the Yellow River, I found that there were kneeling Hebo people wearing linen and mourning. They came to see my mother off in tears.

When He Bo saw me, he hurriedly saluted me with great respect.

Baigui carried my mother's coffin and buried it in the Yellow River. The moment the coffin was buried in the Yellow River, I saw nine giant pythons rushing out of the Yellow River.

Nine giant pythons floated on the water, raised their heads and bowed to me like a human being. Then they carried my mother's coffin and walked quickly upstream, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

My mother came from the water and eventually passed away from the water. Apart from giving birth to me, she left nothing behind. To this day, I still don’t know her true origin.

The night after my mother died, a man with yellow hair broke into my house.

He said he would lend me an arm and a thigh and would give them back to me in three years.

I immediately became furious and started fighting with the man. Finally, I killed him and the man turned into a weasel.

After a while, someone broke in and said they wanted to lend me my head.

This person is also not a serious person, but a hedgehog who has become a spirit through cultivation.

I snorted coldly, picked up the knife and started fighting with him. I went to great lengths to kill him.

There was no peace that night. Things kept coming in, and no one was serious.

I have the skills my mother taught me to protect my body. Although I suffered some injuries, I was not dead.

But this is not a solution. Only the devil knows when those things will stop. If one comes that I can't defeat, wouldn't I be dead?

My mother asked me to wait for someone at home, and I didn’t know who I was waiting for, or when that person would come find me.

When the sun just set the next day, someone knocked on the door again and called my name.

I rolled my eyes and hid the knife behind my back. In this village, except for my mother, no one called me by my name.