unlucky ghost

My name is Tanmingyuan, and my name is Xizhu. I heard that my father had an old friend called Xixi, so my father named me Xizhu.

By the way, my father's name is Tan Zishi. I heard from my mother that my father was born in Zishi, so he was named Tan Zishi.

Others say my father is lucky, bah, my father is actually a bad luck.

I heard from my nanny that my father is a softie, that my father died and ruined the family fortune, and finally fell into the current man of Feng Mansion. With a pretty face, he married my crazy mother. Xianyu turns himself into the Feng family's door-to-door son-in-law.

After my mother got married, she gradually recovered, and she was no longer insane after giving birth to me.

Master Feng, that is, after my grandfather passed away, my uncle Feng Yi took half of the family property and went to set up his own house.

As for my uncle, it is strange to my father, he often comes to the house to drink tea with my father, and when the tea is served in front of him, he just stares at my father but does not drink, it is very strange.

He will definitely come to see my father during the holidays, and when he sees my father, he will always bring a bunch of delicious and fun things. He likes me even more when he sees me. Kissing his unshaven face, I hate it.

My nanny also said that my mother gave birth to me very hard, and I was willing to come out after writhing in her belly all night, and my father slapped me after I came out.

The slap on my buttocks still has a slap mark, which has become a birthmark.

My mother often said that I was born stubborn, and I was the most uneducated person.

I was able to run when I was one year old, and the first thing I said when I came to my father was "Tan Zishi."

My mother taught me to call me Daddy, but I couldn’t learn how to do it. I opened my mouth and closed my mouth and called my father “Tanzishi”. My mother threw me on the ground and ignored me. In the end, my father picked me up and hugged me to coax me .

But I never know how to call him Daddy, my dad had no choice but to let me call him by his name.

I seem to be able to remember things from birth, but I can't speak, so I can't tell people.

I still remember that when I was full moon, my father closed the tea house and specially made full moon wine for me.

It was really lively that day, people from the streets and alleys came to join in the fun, crowds of people crowded from the long street to the gate of the mansion, and those who were so sticky came to curry favor with my father.

That day my father was wearing a festive big red robe, and he looked more and more handsome. My uncle stared at my father without shame.

My mother also loves to stare at my dad, and I also love to look at my dad. I have liked my dad since I was a child.

I lay in my father's arms, and the people who came to drink my full moon wine saluted my father one by one, and after my father returned the gift, he invited them to sit down and drink.

A group of colorful women came in from outside the door, standing aside and peeking at my father from time to time, I had no choice but to kick my feet to cover my father's face. (Short hand, can't reach.)

At noon, a large carriage stopped outside the gate of the mansion, and people all over the yard stretched their heads to look out.

A group of people in iron armor ran in, and my mother immediately stood up, looking at my father in panic.

My uncle said: "Why is he here?"

My father was very indifferent, he hugged me and stood up slowly, said: "Everyone, don't panic, the person who is here is my old friend, and he is also here to congratulate my son, everyone, sit down, I will go to greet him."

My father wants to hand me over to my mother, I hold him by the neck and refuse to let go, my father has no choice but to hold me to the gate of the house to welcome the visitors.

The big carriage is very grand, with three big brown-haired horses driving side by side at the front, and the golden curtain and emerald curtain on the carriage are so magnificent.

Among the three horses, there was an old horse with dull hair. When it saw my father, it kept sticking out its tongue and laying down its hooves.

Some of the guests pointed at the horse and laughed, "Qi Yao, why is this old horse still alive?"

My father was leaning against the gate of the mansion, and a general wearing Mingguang armor got out of the car, with a dagger inlaid with jewels on his waist, and a piece of beautiful jade on the sword.

This general is really majestic and majestic, with a purple gold orb strung on his head, a high hairpin of blue silk pierced diagonally, and his combat boots rustling on the ground.

The guests all muttered in low voices, not knowing where this person came from.

My father was calm and composed, he carried me to this man, nodded to him with a smile and said: "Jiang Han, are you here?"

Jiang Han, I always feel familiar when I hear this name, as if I have heard it in a dream. When I look closely at his face, I also feel that it is very familiar.

Jiang Han hugged his fist towards my father, and said with a smile, "I... come to congratulate my little nephew. I was working in the capital on the day you got married, and I really couldn't get away..."

My father said: "It's okay, it's good that you come now."

Jiang Han asked his entourage to bring the gifts in the car to our house. Antiques and jade wares, books, calligraphy and paintings piled up so that there was no place to stay in the hall. There was also a large wooden box wrapped in red cloth inlaid with gold thread.

Jiang Han pointed to the box and said to my father: "This gift, you can open it after I leave."

My father said with a smile: "Jiang Han, don't you come here to bring such gifts, don't you think it's an honor?"

My uncle seemed to be very hostile to Jiang Han. Seeing that he was not happy about giving gifts, he said sourly: "Hmph, birth? Our two families don't seem to have known each other before!"

My mother gave my uncle a wink, and my uncle obediently shut his mouth.

I hung around my father's neck and stared at Jiang Han vigorously. Although this man looks good, his eyes are not honest. He also stared at my father's face while walking inside.

I don't like other people to stare at my dad's face the most. Naturally, my dad belongs to me alone, so I can't let others stare at him.

I tightly hugged my father's face, and rubbed my own face vigorously, occupying my father's face so that no one else could see it.

Jiang Han said with a smile: "My little nephew is really clever and cute."

My dad pushed my face away in disgust, wiped the drool on his face, and said: "Where you are clever and cute, you are just a devil in the world."

After Jiang Han finished the banquet, he gave me the sword on his waist, and even gave me the piece of beautiful jade.

Now the sword has been thrown to the ends of the earth by my hand, but I still keep that piece of beautiful white jade.

After seeing off the guests, my father stayed with Jiang Han for dinner, and my uncle also stayed for dinner with a stern face. I despised his disrespectful behavior very much.

At the wine table, my father and Jiang Han had a drink, and the two gradually talked more.

Jiang Han first said: "That day when I was standing in Chishan, I didn't recognize you, but you became a general. I almost shot you off my horse."

Daddy threw away the wine cup, pulled Jiang Han and said, "It's good that I didn't recognize you. Don't just pretend that there was no fate that day. I never thought that you and I would meet in that kind of place. I... I was shocked again." Both joy and fear..."

Jiang Han shook my father's hand and said, "It's my fault."

My uncle pulled Jiang Han aside.

My father said: "It's my fault, I didn't keep you, it's me..."

"Kang Dang"

My dad got dizzy from drinking and fell asleep on the table.

Jiang Han hurriedly stood up and approached my father, but was stopped by his uncle.

I tried my best to cry, and my uncle hurriedly said, "Seeing off the guests."

Without waiting for my mother to say a word, Jiang Han was kicked out by the servants of my house, and I stopped crying and looked at my brazen uncle proudly.

My mother beckoned the servants to take my father back to the bedroom, my uncle hurried to my father and helped my father to get up.

I couldn't understand my uncle's virtue of being courteous to my father, and started crying again. My mother couldn't coax me, so she had to push me to my uncle.

Uncle reluctantly let go of my father and took me from my mother's arms.

I immediately shut up and stopped crying.

Uncle, an old bastard, was put together by me, and I have been proud of it for many years.

But that day, my father ran to the hall alone to open the red box that Jiang Han gave him, and when he came back, he hugged me and cried bitterly.

I've never seen Daddy cry like that.

I remember that just after I passed the full moon, a strange thing happened in my house.

That day my nanny was holding me to enjoy the flowers in the back garden. Someone knocked on the small corner door in the back yard. The doorman opened the door, but outside stood an old man with broken teeth, with a hunchback and dazzled eyes, tremblingly calling names. I want to see my father Tan Zishi.

My nanny was a kind-hearted person, seeing the old man was pitiful, she went to the front yard to invite my father to see him.

My dad asked him why he came here?

Trembling again, the old man took out a piece of paper from his pocket, handed it to my father, and said, "Master Tan has taken a look, this is a credit account that your elder brother Tanxi made during his lifetime. He entrusted me with seal script and owes me a total of silver." 200 taels, if you want to come to the old man's house and have a big career, you will definitely not rely on the old man."

My father said: "If there is such an account, I will not rely on you, but I have never had an elder brother."

My father took that piece of evidence and saw that it was clearly written in black and white. On a certain day, a certain year, a certain day and a certain time, there were tens of thousands of seal characters, and the credit was 200 taels.

Tanxi.

When my father saw these two words, his face immediately turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Dad said: "When will the old man write seal characters for him?"

The old man with broken teeth said: "It is clearly written on the paperwork, and there is also your brother's handwriting. How dare I deceive the elder when I am old."

My father accepted the paper with suspicion, and ordered the boy to go to the warehouse to get the bank note for him.

When the old man with broken teeth was about to leave, he took out a crumpled book and handed it to my father, saying: "This book was entrusted to me by your brother that day, he dictated it, and I took the important things in it and recorded it in a book , because I don’t know if it’s true or not, I’ve changed the names of the characters in the book. Now we’re paying with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, so it’s a settlement.”

My dad took the book, and the old man with the missing teeth left, and he never appeared again.

I remember that my dad's hand holding the book was shaking like a sieve, and the next day, my dad felt a cold and was bedridden.

My mother thought this book was unlucky, and wanted to burn it down, but my father took it away, and put it under his pillow like a treasure, flipping through it every day, wiping tears while reading, very unmanly .

I despise his crying behavior very much.

Until one day I also secretly read this book.

I was still young and ignorant at that time, and I didn't quite understand the words and sentences in the book.

I just remember that this book is called "The Strange Records of the Life of the Dead". It roughly tells the experience of a little ghost who passed away for no reason, wandering in the world of the underworld. Even the ignorant me found it bizarre and regrettable.

At that time, I thought, although the prodigal young master in the book has many bad lucks, it is a blessing in misfortune to have such a little ghost guarding him by his side. the person.

Thinking so, after a long time, I gradually forgot about this incident and the miracle in the book.

I remember that since I was born, my father and mother didn't often sleep together, because I was always clinging to my father at night, curled up in his arms and fell asleep, my mother couldn't compete with me, I'm too lazy to argue, so I don't often sleep with my dad.

I'm quite happy with that.

But one day my old uncle was drunk and secretly came to play with me, pinched my face and said, "Do you know why your mother doesn't like to sleep with your father?"

The old bastard didn't know what to say, so I shook my head.

The uncle said: "Your mother... I hate your father and don't give up, ah, hahahaha."

My second monk Zhang couldn't figure it out, my nanny stood aside, her face turned dark, and she said angrily, "Master Feng, please respect yourself!"

Although I don't know what he meant, but what kind of ivory can spit out from a dog's mouth, I also said: "Uncle, respect yourself."

Uncle said with a hippie smile: "You don't look like your father."

I glared at him and thought to myself, I'm not like my father, maybe I'm also like your father.

People around me say that I have an extraordinary destiny. From the day I opened my mouth, I can speak without words. At the age of three, I can write poems. At the age of four, I can write articles. "Baitou Poem" as a gift to my little cousin Tan Shuxian who looks like a moon and shy flowers. (Daughter of Feng Yi)

My dastardly uncle didn't let me into his house for a while because of that.

Everyone said that my father and mother were lucky enough to give birth to such a talented young man, and I was once arrogant, not because I could write nonsense with a pen, but because I was different from ordinary people when I was young——

There is a circle of subtle and imperceptible scars on the wrist of my left hand, which I brought from my mother's womb, as if I was tied to my wrist by something in my mother's womb, and I left such a strange circle of scars when I was born.

What's even more weird is that every night of the full moon, the circle of scars on my hand will glow with a circle of luster, and it can be vaguely seen that a circle of silk thread is wrapped around my wrist.

Dad saw my hand at night and was quite surprised, so he took me to see several magic sticks.

The magic sticks are all things that use people's money to make nonsense for others. After receiving my father's big bag of money, they talk nonsense.

"Auspicious! Great auspiciousness! The young master is the fate of great auspiciousness. This thread is unique in the sky. The noble son of Gaixi is a god in the sky who has gone down to earth for many calamities. Therefore, the wrist is tied with a fairy rope, so as not to be confused with the world of mortals."

My father was naturally happy when he heard it, and since then he has also believed that I am an immortal with extraordinary destiny.

It's just that this magic stick is only half right. I dare not say whether I am a god or not, but I will experience a lot of disasters in the next few decades.