Grandpa's death has always been an indelible pain in my heart.
I have blamed myself and regretted countless times. I regretted that I didn’t drag my grandfather back when the incense was extinguished that day. As a result, he unintentionally broke the rules of the butcher’s trade, and was haunted by evil spirits and lost his mind, so he hanged himself.
Under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village.
I'm just an ordinary mortal. I couldn't predict in advance the disaster that my grandfather would go through, so I couldn't stop him.
But Third Uncle is different, he is a Heavenly Spirit Master.
With his method, even if he just looked at his face, he would definitely be able to see the signs before something happened to his grandfather.
But he remained indifferent and did nothing.
He is not really crazy, he is just pretending to be crazy.
I don't know whether his purpose in pretending to be crazy or stupid is because he was really willing to degenerate and deceive himself because of Xia Baiyou's death, or whether he had other plans.
But no matter what kind of plan or what kind of situation, it was not the reason for him to watch his grandfather die.
Facing me who was almost losing my mind, Sanbo opened the door and walked out, as if he didn't want to wake up my grandma and my dad because of this incident.
He stood in the yard, holding the half cigarette in his hand, and said to me in a dry voice: "I want to save your grandpa, but he won't let me."
"What?" I ran out as if I heard something wrong, stood in front of San Bo and questioned: "You mean, grandpa chose that path himself?"
"Yes." The third uncle squatted on the ground, lowered his head, and laughed at himself: "I was born with a special constitution. When I was ten years old, I fell seriously ill, and there was no cure."
"In order to save me, your grandfather took me running around asking for help. By chance, I met the previous headmaster of Kunlun, who was also my master."
"I was taken to Kunlun Mountain and inexplicably entered the lineage of spiritual masters."
"There, I met the love of my life, Xia Baiyou, a woman with whom I promised to grow old together."
"Ten years ago, Baiyou died."
"Died in Phoenix Mountain, died in my arms."
"I can't believe it. I really can't accept that Baiyou will leave me."
"It was clearly agreed that we would live and die together, why would she break her promise?"
Sanbo buried his head between his knees and said with unclear expression: "I want to die with her. Even in the underworld, I will accompany her."
"But Baiyou won't let me die, she wants me to live well."
"These are her last words. I dare not refuse to agree, and I dare not let her be so depressed that she cannot rest in peace."
"I live, and living is worse than death."
"For some of these reasons, I left Kunlun Mountain and returned to Taoshan Village."
"I can't get out of the prison in my heart. Every day is like a nightmare, and I am dying."
"I pretended to be crazy and pretended to be a lunatic in the eyes of ordinary people, thinking that in this way I could forget Bai You and the pain in my heart."
"But I was wrong, so wrong, so wrong."
Sanbo threw away the burnt cigarette holder, rubbed his scalded finger joints and said sadly: "The more I want to forget, the harder it is to forget. Self-paralysis makes me extremely sober."
"Your grandfather knows my pain, and he also knows that my madness is trapped by love."
"He didn't blame me or laugh at me, but let me vent my sadness."
"He said he has four sons, and he doesn't want me to take care of them until they die."
"I just hope that I can get out of the gloom as soon as possible, and even if I make a living farming in Taoshan Village, I can live in peace for the rest of my life."
When San Bo said this, the man who was almost fifty years old burst into tears.
He raised his head and smiled stupidly, with snot and tears mixed together, and said softly: "A year ago, I accidentally discovered that your grandfather's death was approaching."
