末世 二三 事

When he heard that Zhou Yu was going to go shopping in the town again, Zhao Chenghuai was not very happy, and talked about what to do with buying so many things, wasting money and so on.Zhou Yu just stared at him and analyzed the current situation for him. Zhao Chenghuai had no choice but to follow her.But Jing Lin could tell that Uncle Zhao didn't object much, but the frugal thinking of rural people.

After dinner, the Zhao family accompanied Jing Lin and carried Lele to the old doctor's house in the village.The old doctor is also surnamed Zhao, and he is over 60 years old. The children in the village basically call him Grandpa Zhao.When the scene arrived, the family was having dinner with candles, and there were several other villagers hanging water in the main room.

Jing Lin greeted the doctor's family, then sat on the bench next to him with Lele in his arms, ready to wait for Dr. Zhao to finish his meal before talking about Lele's symptoms.Unexpectedly, Dr. Zhao noticed Lele in his arms at the first sight, put down his chopsticks and walked over immediately.He looked at Lele carefully, asked Jing Lin some more questions, then shook his head and told Jing Lin to take Lele back.

Dr. Zhao said: "I have seen a lot of cases like Lele in the town these days, including young adults, children, and the elderly. If it was before, I could use medical equipment to check it, but because of the power outage, The hospital has been paralyzed for the most part, and they can't check at all. And their symptoms seem to be just falling asleep, and I can't do anything about it."

Zhou Yu touched Lele's ruddy face distressedly: "Could it be that he just falls asleep like this, feeds him and doesn't eat, how can he just drink water?"

Dr. Zhao sighed helplessly: "At present, there is no other way but to hope that he can wake up by himself."

It was completely dark, unlike last night's bright moon, tonight's night sky, the moon was hidden by dark clouds, and half a star was not visible. Walking on the road in the village, there was no light around, and the night was as black as ink.

Because he was at a loss for Lele's current situation, the atmosphere on the way back was very dull. Back at Zhao Zhiwen's house, Zhou Yu brought out two old-fashioned oil lamps and asked Zhao Zhiwen to send Jinglin and Lele back home.

After returning home, Jing Lin put the oil lamp in the bedroom, then lit a candle and went to the kitchen to boil hot water, wiped Lele's body, took a bath by himself, lay on the bed and watched Lele, all night long sleep.

Not long after Jing Lin was born, his parents left. At that time, others said that he was celibate.After he was sensible, he also cried in fear when he heard such a message. Later, his grandfather and sister comforted him that those people were talking nonsense, and his grandfather even ran to the other party's house to make a fuss.After that, at least he never heard these messages about him in the village, but except for Zhao Zhiwen, all the children in the village avoided him like snakes and scorpions. .Later, his sister also passed away in an accident. After that, he was thinking for a long time, whether he was really born with a destiny of restraining his relatives, or why his closest relatives around him left him early.During the period when he took Lele back, Jing Lin was actually very hesitant. He felt that he had killed his sister. He felt sorry for his nephew and wanted to take care of him, but he was afraid that he would kill him again.

Now everything is fine, Lele is sick and has been sleeping, although Jing Lin didn't say anything, his expression didn't fluctuate, but only he knew that he was almost out of breath under the pressure that might kill his nephew, He was really afraid that one day he would not get any response when he called Lele.

After not sleeping all night, Jing Lin's eyes were a little red and swollen.As usual, he fed Lele some warm water and applied plaster on the red bumps on his body.Then I took Lele to the small shop on the team, bought some incense wax paper money, and went to pay homage to my relatives.

A small hillside to the south of the team is the cemetery used to bury relatives in the team, and everyone in the team calls it the grave slope.All of Jinglin's relatives were buried together, including grandma, parents, grandpa, sister and brother-in-law who passed away very early and had never seen each other.At the far corner of the grave slope, there was another lonely grave, and Jing Lin also went to pay respects.

This grave is the grave of a widowed grandfather in the village. Jinglin only knows his surname Zhang, and he always calls him Grandpa Zhang. He was sent to their team to reform during the great turmoil. After being rehabilitated, he stayed in the village, and Grandpa Jinglin has a good relationship. When he was a child, Jinglin was greedy for candy, and was coaxed by Grandpa Zhang to learn a lot of superstitions in private.What formations, ghost symbols and the like.

Recalling this, Jing Lin's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word "the end of the world", and a ridiculous idea suddenly popped up in his mind.After the worship, Jing Lin tidied up and walked home quickly with unused things.

Jing Lin still remembered Grandpa Zhang's expression of relief every time he taught him these things without telling his sister and grandpa.At that time, Jing Lin was a man with a short mouth, and he would learn whatever Grandpa Zhang taught him. He had good grades in his studies since he was a child, had a high comprehension ability, and learned things quickly. A piece of material.But Jing Linxue has learned it, but those things are useless at all. Even so, when Grandpa Zhang was still alive, he would test him every once in a while, and always told him not to waste these things. Jing Lin did the same, besides coping with his studies, he had to find time to review the knowledge about formations and symbols.It’s just that Grandpa Zhang passed away not long after entering high school. Jing Lin took the old books left by Grandpa Zhang and was able to review them at first. Later, his high school studies got worse, and the few books left by Grandpa Zhang were taken away. He locked it in a box for old books and kept it in the utility room without looking through it again.

Back home, Jing Lin closed the door, put Lele on the sofa in the main room, and went to the utility room to move out several old wooden boxes.

The box was full of books he had used while studying.Other children in the village would sell their books for snacks every time they finished a grade.However, because of Jinglin's grandfather's emphasis on books, Jinglin didn't sell any books from elementary school to college, and moved them all home and packed them in boxes.When my grandfather was still alive, he would take it out for drying from time to time.Jing Lin later went to work and had less time, so he could only spend two or three times a year in the sun during the New Year's festival.

Jing Lin couldn't remember exactly which box he put those books in. He looked through several boxes in a row, and finally found the books sandwiched in one of the wooden boxes at the bottom.

There are three books in total, one is called "Dongtian Talisman", the other is called "Dongtian Formation", and the last one is called "Little Haotian Heart Method".

Jing Linxue has always been the first two books, one teaching talismans, one teaching formations and positioning, and the last one. At that time, Grandpa Zhang just gave him a random look, saying that maybe this book would be the only one he would have in his life. It's useless.

In the first two books, Jing Lin had memorized them fluently when he was in high school, and he could basically learn the symbols overnight.As for the formation and those strange steps, Jing Lin can still vaguely recall one or two.

Like a ghost, Jing Lin stood on the spot, and silently recited the gait formula that he could still remember, and as the dictation emerged, Jing Lin's footsteps moved slowly...

Raising his head abruptly, Jing Lin's expression was astonished. He walked with no fluctuations in the past, but today, he felt a strange rhythm, a strange breath!