"What story?" I crossed my hands and polished my nails.
This yellow-skinned child is a demon, not a ghost, and it is also a dead yellow-skinned child. It is my first time to encounter this kind of yellow-skinned child. I have no experience at all, so I can’t figure out how to deal with it for a while. Since it wants to talk about
story, I might as well listen to it.
I had Yin Qi to protect my body, and that yellow-skinned creature knew it couldn't deal with me, so it stopped attacking and sat down on the table.
"This matter should be discussed sixty years ago." Huang Pizi, who was sitting on the table, said slowly.
Sixty years ago, in Jinshui Village in the countryside of Jishui City, there lived a young man named Li Jinhuan. His family was so poor that even the poor could not afford to eat, let alone begging for a wife. Although he was already in his twenties, he
There was not even a single person in the village who came to propose marriage.
I listened quietly and realized that the young man Huang Pizi was talking about was the old man in the room on the second floor. Now he is a top rich man. I didn't expect that he was so poor back then.
The yellow-skinned cat lay down on the table, looked at me and narrowed his eyes, then gently wagged his tail.
As its tail swayed, the space in front of me began to change. Now I had left the room, but was behind a small mountain village.
I smiled, this was just the illusion of that yellow-skinned man, and this illusion was not advanced. I could break it with the yin energy in my body if I wanted to. I knew that the yellow-skinned man was not trying to trap me, but
Want to show me something.
There is a small forest behind the small mountain village. I took a look and saw that the village was dilapidated and looked like a scene from a movie in the 1950s and 1960s.
It was already evening by this time and the sun had set, but it was not completely dark.
A young man wearing coarse clothes hurriedly walked towards the grove. His clothes were all patched, his face was sallow and full of vegetables, and his body was as thin as a hemp pole. He couldn't even walk.
He was swaying and looked like he had been hungry for who knows how many days.
The man was holding a chicken in his hand. It was a big rooster with brightly colored fur. It was struggling in his hand.
The man carried the rooster and walked to the side of the woods. He knelt down with a pop. Lying in front of him was a yellow-skinned rooster. The rooster was about the size of a puppy and had slightly fur on its body.
He is pale and looks like he is no longer young.
It's just that Huang Pizi lying on the ground is dying, skinny as a stick, and seems to be about to starve to death.
The man took out a knife from his arms, chopped off the chicken head with one blow, and then fed Huang Pizi with chicken blood. Huang Pizi, who was lying on the ground, kept moving his mouth, and he recovered a little after a while.
With enough strength, he actually stood up on the ground.
Huang Pizi stood up and called out to the man a few times, as if he was talking.
The man knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few more times, and said: "Wong Tai Sin, this is the rooster I stole. I saved your life today. I hope you will protect me in the future so that I can no longer suffer poverty and get ahead."
The yellow-skinned creature looked at him, its eyes moving like a human being's, as if it was thinking about something.
After a moment, Huang Pizi raised his head, roared at the sky, then swept his tail, and the tip of his tail fell off and fell to the ground.
Then Huang Pizi kept nodding at the man, as if telling him to pick up the tip of his tail.
The man understood what Huang Pizi meant, excitedly held the tip of his tail in his hand, and kowtowed.
Huang Pizi, who had lost a section of his tail, seemed to be a little more exhausted, then he picked up the rooster on the ground and walked directly into the woods.
Looking at the scene in front of me, I already understood that the young man was probably the old man on the second floor, and the yellow-skinned one was the one in the portrait. The scene in front of me should be the scene where they first met.
The old man back then was just a poor young man. The yellow-skinned chicken fell down behind the village and was about to die for unknown reasons. It was he who stole a chicken and saved the yellow-skinned boy's life.
Seeing that the yellow-skinned one was already about the size of a puppy, and the fur all over its body had turned slightly white, it looked like it had already achieved Taoism.
The man saved Huang Pizi, and Huang Pizi gave him the tip of his tail as a reward.
Grandpa said that some creatures can help people change their fortunes after they have attained Taoism. However, most people who have developed spiritual wisdom will not do it because it will affect their practice. The more karma they are contaminated with, the harder it will be to deal with it later.
The calamity will become more severe, and it can even make them irrecoverable and their souls will be scattered.
This is why my grandfather wanted to chop off a piece of the tail of the yellow-skinned boy that tempted me to worship him.
The yellow-skinned man gave him a piece of tail, which means that he is willing to share half of his fortune with him. From now on, each person and the yellow-skinned man have the same numerology, so that person will gradually become rich in the future and become a rich man in the end.
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And Huang Pizi did this because the chicken back then used this way to repay that person.
At this time, I finally understood why this old man did not worship ghosts and gods in his home, but worshiped a yellow leather child. It turned out that all this was given to him by this yellow leather child.
But why does this yellow-skinned man only have his soul left now, and why does he want to kill the old man?
At this time, the scene in front of me changed, and I had arrived in front of a villa. The villa was two-story and looked very luxurious. Through the outside window, I could see a family of three having dinner inside.
It was a mother and her son, a woman, both of whom were in their twenties.
At this time, a black car stopped outside the villa, and an old man and a middle-aged man in black walked out.
The two of them looked inside the villa and were silent for a long time.
The old man looked to be in his fifties, and his face looked very familiar. He was the young man who gave Huang Pizi a chicken back then, and is now the old man on the second floor.
Although he was only fifty years old, the old man's body was very stooped and he kept coughing. I could tell that his life was approaching and he only had a few days left to live.
Looking at this old man, I couldn't help but wonder. Judging from his appearance, he should have been dead back then, but today I saw him, and he is over eighty years old, and he is still alive and well. Why is this?
?
"Mr. Liu, have you made your decision?" At this time, the middle-aged man in black said to the old man.
His speech is a bit weird, and his pronunciation of words is rather strange, not at all like the pronunciation that Chinese people should have.
When I heard that man's voice, my heart moved. He is Japanese!
In Caomiao Village, I heard Japanese people talking, and they had this kind of accent. Moreover, this man had yellow skin, black hair, and the pronunciation when he spoke, so he was definitely Japanese!
