My monsters are going to heaven

"No!"

With Lu Yiming's low growl, he woke up again.

It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Lu Yiming struggled to sit up, and the touch under his palm told him that this was his bed.

There is no moon outside the window, no stars.

Not even the scattered lights in the distance.

Lu Yiming carefully got up and lit the kerosene lamp based on his familiarity with the room.

The warm orange light instantly filled the whole room, bringing a feeling of solidity.

Lu Yiming looked around, but fortunately everything in the house was as usual.

He walked to the bookshelf, and the mirror in the middle of the bookshelf reflected a pale face wet with sweat.

From the reflection in the mirror, he saw the horror and lingering fear in his eyes.

Just now Lu Yiming had a series of nightmares.

In the nightmare, he woke up again and again.

And every time I found that I entered a new dream.

In a recent dream, he was actually pregnant with a child. After six months of pregnancy, the child bit his internal organs, tore the entire belly, and crawled out of it bloody.

Scared him awake.

Lu Yiming lowered his head and caressed his flat belly, thankfully it was just a dream.

It must be the matter of Wang Xiulian before, which left a lot of psychological shadows.

Even now, Lu Yiming doesn't know whether he is in a dream or has returned to reality.

Looking out of the window, there was no light outside, and even the yard could not be seen.

Lu Yiming felt a little apprehensive and wanted to close the window.

After thinking about it, if this is a dream, then I have nothing to be afraid of.

If you have already returned to reality, then there is nothing to be afraid of!

He gave up the idea of ​​closing the window.

After thinking about it for a while, my heart swayed, I bit my head, and pushed the door out with the kerosene lamp in hand.

The kerosene lamp can only illuminate a few feet square, and everything outside this range is like being flooded with ink, losing its outline.

Lu Yiming felt a little uneasy.

There seemed to be a person sitting by the coffee table in the hall.

"Ah Jin?" Lu Yiming called out.

The man let out a cold snort.

The timbre is old and loud, completely different from Kimporo's.

Lu Yiming shook his hands in fright, and the kerosene lamp shook like a panicked little fish.

Although the voice was not Kimporo, it was very familiar to my ears.

No way? !

While hesitating, the man slowly opened his mouth: "Stinky boy, come here and play chess with me! Let me see if you have improved over the years."

Hearing this sentence, Lu Yiming finally confirmed the identity of this person.

Buzzing in the head.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was awake or dreaming.

"What are you dawdling about?" The man knocked on the coffee table impatiently.

Lu Yiming stepped forward cautiously and sat down opposite the man.

Maybe it's a dream, maybe it's a ghost, it's no big deal.

Besides, if a relative becomes a ghost, that is also a relative ghost, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, the fear in my heart was swept away, and I grinned generously like before: "Grandpa?... Is it really you?"

The man didn't respond, he just moved his hands on the coffee table a few times, as if he was setting a chessboard.

The light from the kerosene lamp illuminated the chessboard on the coffee table, but it still couldn't clearly see the appearance of the person opposite.

Guang seems to be afraid of that person's existence, deliberately avoiding that person's position.

Lu Yiming secretly looked left and right, but he could only see a black mist-like figure sitting opposite, his facial features were completely covered by the black mist, and his left and right seat handles and his two hands were clearly illuminated Seeing it clearly, I couldn't help feeling suspicious.

After a while, the man knocked on the chessboard: "Okay."

Lu Yiming took a closer look and was startled.

It's an endgame... Isn't this exactly the one my grandfather used to fight with himself when he was a child?

This man was indeed his grandfather.

Inexplicably at ease.

Rolling up the sleeve of his right hand, he habitually picked up a word first, and a pawn came across the river.

Grandfather laughed out loud: "Ah, after so many years, why haven't you made any progress!"

While speaking, his horse also crossed the river.

"Didn't you always say before that a pawn crossing a river is a cart." Lu Yiming remained calm, and moved again.

"Hmph, I also said don't always treat pawns like chariots."

During the chat, the endgame had already been played.

Not surprisingly, my grandfather still won another game with his old style of chess.

"Okay, let's play an ordinary game." As the grandfather said, he flicked his sleeve on the chessboard, and the chessboard immediately returned to the opening state of the ordinary chess game.

"You first."

Lu Yiming started the game first.

The grandfather moved a word, and said again: "Who is the Ah Jin you mentioned just now?"

A few drops of cold sweat dripped from Lu Yiming's forehead: "A friend of mine."

"Is that the one who looks like a ghost?"

You are the ghost.

"Ahem," Lu Yiming said awkwardly, "he's just a little fairer than the average person." When he found something, "Why, have you seen him?"

"I've seen it before." The grandfather said lightly.

Have you seen it? ?

When did you meet? !

"Grandpa, do you remember where you... have been all these years?"

Lu Yiming didn't dare to ask directly, so he had to talk around the bush.

I heard that some ghosts do not know that they are ghosts, and even mistakenly think that they are still alive...

Grandpa ate one of his horses with a click.

"Why, I'm dead, so I can't play chess with you."

It seems he knows.

Lu Yiming breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh, yes, it's okay."

Continue to keep calm: "Then do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Do you want me to burn something for you in two days? For example, silver bungalow pipes or something."

"I don't need these offal. I have more. I can't use up what your father burned for me before."

"Then you came to me just to play chess?"

Grandfather suddenly put down the chess piece in his hand, and let out a long sigh: "Unfilial thing! What's the big deal about your grandpa asking you to play chess?"

"Yes, yes, down, down." Lu Yiming hurriedly coaxed a few words, and secretly wiped the sweat from his temples.

This stinky temper can't be changed even after doing a ghost.

After playing several games in a row, the grandfather suddenly said: "These nights are the night of the dark moon."

"Oh." Hearing the word "Mingyue", Lu Yiming thought of the scene on the boat that night, and his curiosity almost overflowed his chest, but he still asked nonchalantly, "What is Mingyue?"

"The dark moon is a custom in our hometown... Forget it, I tell you that you don't understand." Grandpa murmured, "After the dark moon passes, it will be the day when the dog eats the moon."

"The sky dog ​​is eclipsing the moon?" Lu Yiming was confused, "Isn't it just a lunar eclipse? By the way, where is our hometown?"

He did not know how many times he asked his grandfather about his hometown, but his mouth was like a welded iron plate, and he couldn't pry it open, and he would get angry if he asked too much.

Even grandma asked all her life and couldn't find out the details.

Grandfather didn't resist like he did before he was alive, but said lightly: "You are already so old, maybe it's time to tell you the story of your hometown."

"Yeah." Lu Yiming nodded with ecstasy in his heart.

"When I left home, I was much younger than you." The grandfather's figure raised his head slightly, as if he was recalling something, "It's about sixteen or seventeen years old, just a bratty yellow-haired child, just young and frivolous, high-spirited when……"

Next, the past told by his grandfather, like a trickle of water, was laid out in detail, and Lu Yiming was dumbfounded when he heard it.

"Our surname should be Zhou. Since I was born, I have been staying in the Zhou family's mansion. The surrounding area is hundreds of miles. They are all of our Zhou family. It is said that the origin of our family is earlier than that of Yanhuang. Later, in order to take refuge , hid in the deep mountains in the middle of Sichuan, and has reproduced to this day, leaving behind countless rules and ancestral precepts."

"I am my father, that is, the ninth son of your great-grandfather—he was still the patriarch at the time—and I am usually not favored, so I was assigned a boring and troublesome job." The grandfather laughed, "I was assigned Go to guard the mausoleum. There is an ancestral tomb in the Zhou family. There is a musty smell in it, and there are many strange things. I was so bored. One day, I broke a box inside. Only the patriarch can open his eyes to see the treasure in the dark moon. I was afraid, so I simply carried the broken box and escaped from the ancestral mausoleum, and also escaped from that place, hiding my name and living a free life. For the Zhou family, this matter is very serious, I can't go back, and I don't want to go back."

Hearing this, Lu Yiming interjected disapprovingly: "It's just a box. If it's broken, it's fine to fix it. Is it so important? You apologize to the clan, maybe they won't ask for it."

"The Zhou family...is not an ordinary family." Grandfather waved his hand, "Besides, when I left, I also released a Taoist priest who had been imprisoned in Diling for many years. This matter is also a capital offense in the family... "

capital offense? !

What my grandfather said matches what Zhou Xiaosheng said earlier.

It's just that this capital crime never occurred to Lu Yiming, and he was so shocked that he almost choked on his own saliva.

He thought that these things would be treated by the family law at most, and the whipping would be enough, and if it was not good, he would be expelled or something.

Although there were the laws of the Qing Dynasty at that time, it was indeed something that no one could control if a clan set up a private execution hall in a place far away from the emperor Shan Gao.

Immediately, he somewhat understood his grandfather's reluctance to look back.

The grandfather continued to say: "I thought that my life would be complete if I escaped there. I never thought that some things brought from my mother's womb have been carved into my bones, no matter where I go, I can't get rid of them." .Even my children and grandchildren are involved for me, alas!"

"What?" Lu Yiming asked in a low voice.

Children and grandchildren...doesn't that include me?

"Our Zhou clan was defeated in the battle with the enemy family in ancient times, so we hid in the middle of Sichuan for refuge." The grandfather breathed out leisurely, "The enemy family counted upwards, and it was also our family, but later because of different beliefs After the dispute, the family was divided. Neither side was convinced, and they fought for hundreds of years. Later, that family used some kind of witchcraft to cast a dirty blood curse on our family."

After a pause, the tone became more and more gloomy, "Since then, our family has been shrouded in the shadow of the blood curse, and there is no way out, so naturally the situation is getting worse, and we can only give up our hometown to avoid one side."

"What is the consequence of this blood curse?" Lu Yiming wondered.

"It's hard to sum it up in one word. However, the descendants of the Zhou family have their own filthy bones, filthy bones, filthy marrow, filthy marrow, filthy blood, and their fortunes are exhausted. Their lifespan is extremely short, and they generally do not live to adulthood. Died before the age of five, or died in the womb. Those who are lucky enough to survive to adulthood often have other dooms, and life is worse than death." The grandfather laughed fiercely, "The reason why my father was able to become the patriarch is because He is the only one in his generation who has survived the age of 30 and is in good health. I am his ninth son, but also his first son who has successfully survived the age of five. Those brothers and sisters before me, except for fetal death Those who have one body and two lives in their stomachs died tragically when they were young."

Lu Yiming was stunned, and said, "But didn't you live to be more than 80?" If I remember correctly, my father passed away after his 55th birthday.

Grandfather snorted coldly: "Because I don't believe in fate."

He picked up a "general" with his skin-covered old fingers, and said sonorously: "If people want to kill me, I will fight with people; if the sky wants to kill me, I will fight with heaven. You don't know, How much effort did I put in to survive!" After a pause, his voice gradually softened, "Humans are different from other creatures, ostriches bury their heads in the sand to deceive themselves when they are in danger, and roe deer stay where they are when they meet hunters Resign yourself to fate. And in order to survive, people can always think of various ways."

Lu Yiming inexplicably remembered what happened when he was 12 years old, and his throat tightened.

But he dared not ask.

He was afraid of hearing an even more unbelievable answer.

The grandfather put the chess piece in his hand back to its original position, and said calmly: "In my whole life, I only gave birth to a son like your father. And your father... Do you know that before you were born, you had three older brothers and one older sister? Among them, Some died of inexplicable maggots all over their bodies, some grew two heads in the womb and finally got stuck and suffocated to death when they were born, some ate their own body at the age of three and died of excessive blood loss... Your father I didn’t tell you because I was afraid that you would be afraid, and I was even more afraid that your mother would be sad. After you, your mother will not be able to conceive a single child.”

The subject changed, "So, as you know, our whole family has done everything we can to keep you safe and safe."

Lu Yiming hesitated, his voice twisted a bit: "...Including, resurrection from the dead?"

Grandpa let out another giggle, but didn't answer.

He picked up the horse that came to the general at some point, and took Lu Yiming's general with a "click", and shook his head: "You lost again. Sure enough, you can't be distracted when playing chess."

Lu Yiming didn't ask any further questions.

Grandfather is always like this, he doesn't want to say something, even if you ask him a hundred times, he won't say it.

Then he raised a new question: "Have you found any way to break this blood curse? Has our family already broken it like this?"

"At present, there is only one way to break the blood curse." Grandpa continued to say sinisterly, "That is to destroy the caster and his descendants."

He added unhurriedly: "The Qiu family has spread branches and leaves in the Central Plains for thousands of years, and their descendants must have spread all over China. It is impossible for their family to be wiped out."

--

On the top of the back mountain of Jinling Town, a crow circled low above.

On the branch of the thousand-year-old pine underneath, a person fell asleep.

His pale skin was bloodless, and his closed eyes were as calm as a dead person, without even a slight tremor.

He lay there like a dead body hanging diagonally from a tree, lifeless.

The crow saw the moon set and the sun rise; the sun set and the moon rose again, so he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

"If the moon climbs over the col to the east, you will be responsible for waking me up."

——This is what the master ordered a long time ago.

He always likes to practice and break through the seal at this time.

"Master, master? The moon is up for the second time, it's time to get up." The crow landed on the branch closest to him, calling softly.

The slender eyelashes of the person on the branch finally shook slightly.

Immediately, his starry eyes in the night suddenly drilled out from under the eyelashes, shooting out two cold lights.

He sat up, frowned, rubbed his temples, and asked, "How long did I sleep this time?"

"Nearly twelve hours."

"Twelve hours?"

Wouldn't that be a whole day.

Kimporo's mind gradually settled down, and one thing came to mind.

He remembered that he should have stayed in the Lu family mansion.

No, to be precise, he should be with Young Master Lu.

"It's broken." Kimporo said in a low voice.

He jumped off the tree, his eyes became worried and confused, which was rare.

"What's wrong? Master."

Kimporo gritted his teeth and did not speak.

In addition to the donkey demon, there are other things dormant in Young Master Lu's body.

A long time ago, he had already noticed it in surprise.

But that thing is extremely cunning, hiding extremely deep, invisible and impossible to catch, and its purpose is even more unpredictable.

Therefore, he couldn't directly tell Young Master Lu clearly what he said from the bottom of his heart.

At night, he sensed the breath of that thing, so he used hypnosis to let Young Master Lu's soul enter his dream, and asked that thing a question.

--who are you?

then……

Lost the memory behind it in my mind.

When I woke up again, I was already here.

Damn, what link went wrong?

Frowning tightly, he recalled the details of that time carefully.

The pictures played back slowly in my mind one by one.

……

The moment Young Master Lu fell asleep, his pupils seemed to emit a strange mirror-like luster.

At that time, I didn't take it to heart.

Because Young Master Lu's eyes are always shining.

Yes, that's right here.

Kim Poro freezes the picture in his mind, thinking about the two points of mirror luster, and suddenly realizes it in his heart.

The brows were furrowed deeper.

... That thing actually made the golden pupils that hypnotized Young Master Lu fall into a mirror in an imperceptible moment and reflected back a ray.

— go to sleep.

So instead, he was hypnotized by that thing using the hypnotism it cast.

According to the usual habits, the body came here and fell asleep.

The person who casts the spell is himself, and the heart, eyes, and brain will not be vigilant, and this is the way.

That thing is really not simple.

A black shadow suddenly jumped down from the top of the mountain, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the huge black shadow formed by the piled up roof trusses of the buildings in Jinling Town.

The author has something to say: Young Master Lu's eyes widened: So I slept for three chapters in a row?

The author's innocence: Yes!