Chapter 87: The Story of the Past on Green Time Forgotten by the Goblin
Rhubarb can be resurrected, which really gives us too many surprises.
I finally have a preliminary understanding of my grandfather's methods. The crazy Taoist is right. My grandfather is indeed an admirable person. The key is that he can hide these things so deeply.
Although I have not been to the house here a few times, I have been there more than ten times in the past ten years. I did not even realize that my grandfather had installed such a freezer in the west room and that there was a body hidden in it.
Of course, I never expected that my grandfather would be an expert, an out-and-out expert.
Grandpa helped the crippled mad Taoist stand up slowly. The mad Taoist was still quite emotional. This old madman looked crazy and unreliable, but in fact he was a very emotional person who valued love and justice. Now I know that
Rhubarb can bring the dead back to life, almost crying with joy.
The mad Taoist tremblingly pointed to the kitchen to the east and said: "Old Lin, have you prepared any food or drinks here? I'm cooking today, and I want to thank you very much... Alas, when I ran out of the hospital, I was empty-handed, and I didn't give any food.
Don't blame me for whatever you bring."
Grandpa smiled slightly and said: "The dishes are all ready, just waiting for you to cook them yourself. As for the wine... haha, thank you I have some prepared here."
When I heard this, I was quite surprised. In my impression, my grandfather never drank alcohol, but I didn't expect that he actually hid the alcohol secretly.
Dahuang whispered in my ear: "Don't think my master is crazy, but he is actually a good cook. I have eaten it several times when I was a child, and I still remember it fresh."
When I looked at the crazy Taoist man wearing a hospital gown, I couldn't help but feel that this guy was also an old man who understood life.
Dahuang continued to add: "But yes, this old guy has been a bachelor all his life, so it is normal for him to develop good cooking skills, otherwise he would have starved to death long ago."
The mad Taoist's ears were bright. Hearing this, he glared at Dahuang angrily.
After that, the crazy Taoist ran to the east room to cook, while grandpa ran to the cellar in the yard and took out two bottles of wine. The wines were all put in porcelain bottles, sealed and unpackaged. It was hard to tell what brand they were.
Yes, but after opening it, it smells like old wine.
Smoking and drinking go hand in hand. Since Old Mao is a smoker, he naturally knows something about wine. He took a sniff and immediately said: "Senior, this is good wine!"
Grandpa nodded and said: "Actually, good wine is not considered good, but it is no longer available on the market. Tingxuan, I have often heard your master mention you earlier. If you are lucky enough to be reborn this time, you must not let it go."
Your master is disappointed."
Dahuang nodded repeatedly.
I looked at my grandfather and suddenly felt that my ability was really low. If I could learn from my grandfather, it would be easier to meet those evil spirits in the future.
I quickly said: "Grandpa, you have lied to me for so many years. I always thought you were just an ordinary forest ranger."
Grandpa smiled and said: "I am just an ordinary ranger myself? Yang Yang, it's you who think too much about me now, rather than me keeping it hidden from you."
I looked at Grandpa and asked: "Grandpa, did you have more or less dealings with the evil ghosts under Sijiu City back then?"
Grandpa nodded and said: "Of course we have dealt with them before. When we first built the railway, we had lots of contact with them. After all, what we want to move is their territory. Yang Yang, do you know that in the first place?
When excavating a tunnel, the ground must be hollowed out first. After the tunnel is built, the space above is filled with soil. How many railway soldiers were used for such a vast project? How many underground orphans were disturbed?
Ghost?"
"So you already knew that there were four major families in the underground city at that time?" I asked in shock.
"Yes, actually since that time, I have had some contact with them. However, although I have some understanding of the way of heaven, after all, I am just a lucky person. I can travel around the world based on my mouth.
, If those evil ghosts didn’t have any ill intentions toward me and didn’t hurt me at the beginning, I wouldn’t be alive now.” Grandpa said with some self-deprecation.
I can understand the meaning of grandpa's words to some extent. Although he is proficient in the way of heaven and can see the mysteries of all things, he does not have much fighting power after all. He is not as good at exorcising ghosts and evil spirits. Grandpa is not as good as a crazy Taoist or even as good as the Qingyi immortal, so grandpa and
Dealing with the evil ghosts in the underground relies more on one's mouth.
Maybe grandpa saw that I wanted to ask him for advice, so he said this to prevent me from learning from him.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. After all, when I was at home before, Lin Song seemed to have revealed something between the lines that his grandfather had taught him something. So I couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced, and quickly asked: "Grandpa, why do I listen to Lin Song?"
Song said that he seems to know more about these things about you than I do? And it seems that you even mentioned him a little bit?"
Grandpa smiled and touched my head and said, "Why, are you jealous?"
I quickly turned my eyes to the side, shook my head and said, "Not really."
Grandpa didn't point it out, he smiled and said: "Actually, Song'er's child is quite pitiful. His grandfather is my biological brother. Unfortunately, his fate was not good. Song'er's father passed away a few months after giving birth to Song'er. Song'er's father was also a miserable person.
His fate passed away too early, leaving only Song'er. There was no way, we are all from the old Lin family after all, so I let Song'er be adopted by your father... But this child has been withdrawn since he was a child.
After all, if you are uneducated and have no skills, you will not be as promising as our three children..."
Having said this, grandpa looked at the bright moon that had begun to emerge in the east, sighed, and continued: "But... I can't leave him alone. After thinking about it, he is already in his twenties in the blink of an eye.
He has not learned any way to make a living, and I have nothing else to teach him. Looking into the sky is a very dangerous skill. If Lin Song learns it, with his temperament, he will definitely show off everywhere and will be punished by God, so this cannot be taught to him.
The rest of him is the art of exorcising ghosts and evil spirits that I learned when I was hanging out in the Four-Nine City, using hammers here and there and sticks here and there. I can barely pass it on to him, so that he can make a living in the future."
Only then did I understand my grandfather's painstaking efforts, and nodded to express my understanding.
Grandpa looked at me, with a kind smile on his face, and said: "Yang Yang, I know you may feel why I gave these things to Song'er but not to you. You may be somewhat unbalanced.
But don’t forget, why is your dad just a clerk all his life? If I teach all these things in my belly to your dad, the person sitting in the imperial city now may not be Mr. Mengdie, maybe it will be your dad.
, but why wouldn’t I?”
I shook my head and said, "You have great wisdom, I can't understand it."
Grandpa smiled and patted me on the shoulder and said: "It's not because of your great wisdom that you can't think clearly. It's because you are still too young and haven't been exposed to many things yet. Being rich and powerful is naturally good, but if you want to
To gain, you have to give. You see Mr. Mengdie sitting in the Forbidden City now, seemingly with infinite scenery, but who can understand the struggle and torture in his heart, who knows that he has escaped in such a strange place
How many times have we fought openly and secretly... Being ordinary is not a bad thing. A person's life does not have to be magnificent to be considered successful. Yang Yang, so I gave your dad a chance to choose. Between the magnificent and the ordinary, he chose
dull."
"So my dad has always known that you are not a simple person? He has always known that you are proficient in the art of peering into the sky?" I asked in shock.
Grandpa nodded and said: "He knew a long time ago, when he was about sixteen or seventeen years old, he already started to want to learn these things from me. In fact, your father has a very good character, calm and sophisticated, basically in line with any
But then I sent him to Mr. Mengdie’s door and let him experience the life of a great person. In just three years, three years later, your father returned to our small county again.
After that, I never went out again, and I stayed here for the rest of my life..."