001 back to yin and yang, one seat, two roads
(Inscription: Do you want to have a talented life? Ordinary people almost always want to have the ability of Superman. Many protagonists in the fantasy novels often have enviable adventures and have all kinds of magical abilities. Then step by step to realize the wishes that ordinary people have in daydreams. However, in reality, if this kind of thing really happens to you, you may find that the situation is not as good as imagined. Because of the laws of nature It's fair and won't be particularly popular with someone.)
My name is Shiye, I lived in the northeast of Yucheng City forty miles away, and Zhaozhushan Xiushizhu Village. The little friends in the village said that I was a wild child picked up from the cracks in the stone. I was always alienated from me. I asked my parents about this problem. They all smiled and told me that of course not. Other children are not willing to approach me, except my sister. But I didn't think that I had anything special about it. I didn't think it was very special when I was young.
The first special place when I was a child was that I was often able to see things that others could not see. There is now a saying that when people are young, their pure eyes are also very bright, and they can see many things that adults can't see, but they won't retain this memory until they reach adulthood. And I am different, this memory has been very clear.
I remember when I was seven years old, one day I was playing at the entrance to the village. I saw the three grandfathers in the east of the village came over with crutches. When the three uncles passed by me, I politely said hello to him. But the three uncles did not answer, but I looked at me very strangely, and sighed softly, and then walked alone to Zhaoting Mountain outside the village. I also felt very strange at the time, because the three grandfather's legs and feet are not good, rarely go out, how can one go up the mountain? When I got home, I met Shi Xiaosan, the grandson of the three grandfathers. He told him that his grandfather went up the mountain alone. I am afraid that it will be dangerous if it is dark. However, Shi Xiaosan said that his grandfather was ill, how could he get up at home in the past few days! When I returned to the village with Shi Xiaosan, I heard the cries from his family and asked the big people to know that the three grandfathers left in the evening. The phrase "going away" in Yucheng is the meaning of death, and in the local dialect, there is also a euphemistic saying that "going up the mountain." I have not told anyone about this matter, only me and Shi Xiaosan know.
The second special place when I was a child was to always be able to anticipate what was going to happen. I remember that when I was five years old, one day, I was playing mud outside the wall of the village chief's house. When I was playing and playing, I suddenly felt that something was wrong behind me. I always felt that something was going to happen. It was only safe to leave. I stood up and ran away, just before I ran away, the earthen wall, one foot thick and one tall, collapsed silently, just in the position I had just smashed.
Speaking of this, some people may envy my special talent, because it is a very lucky good thing for people to think, for example, I can go to stocks and use the magical foreboding to make a lot of money. Unfortunately, the actual situation is not as simple as everyone thinks. Although I often have a hunch, I guess what is going to happen. But I can't decide that I will anticipate what happened, and I can't predict the whole process of what happened before, so I have little practical use for me.
Give another example. When I was six years old, the city of Datong was flooded with water. The water level of the Qingyi River in front of the village almost rose to the edge of the village outside the village. I had a dream the night before, dreaming that many big fish jumped out of the river and landed on the shore. I knew it was a clear premonition again, so I took the fish to the woods and waited to catch the fish the next day. There were indeed fish jumping from the river to the woods. I caught several big fish and put them in the fishing rod. When I was happy, I accidentally bumped into a tree and alerted a group of wasps on the tree. As a result, I was very unlucky. I was stunned by the wasp. Not only did the fish catch it, but the fish was lost. I can predict that there is a fish coming ashore, but I can't predict that there will be a wasp on the tree, so it is hard to say whether this kind of hunch is good or bad. But this time it was not entirely unfortunate. Shortly after I went home, I found out that my long-lasting arthritis was good. I don't know if it has anything to do with the bite bite.
When it comes to arthritis, I have been sick and sick since I was a child. The body is not so good. It is a miracle to survive. This is also thanks to the grandfather of the village, often come to see me. In Shizhu Village, almost all the men in the village are surnamed Shi, and only Jin Grandpa is such a surname. This situation is local, this person is often very excluded, but Grandpa is an exception, he is respected by the whole village, because he is the best doctor in the ten-mile radius. Grandpa Kim did not open the medical center, but paid the doctors who went to the hospital for medical treatment free of charge, mainly using acupuncture and herbal medicines that they took up the mountain. The turning point in my childhood's bizarre experience has a lot to do with Grandpa Kim.
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That was the summer when I was eight years old. One day, the children in the village went to the pond to bathe together. The so-called bathing is swimming and playing with water. The water in the village entrance pond is not deep, there are many people, and I have never heard of any danger. When I went together, I saw Shi Dong, the son of the village chief. The appearance of Dongdong scared me: I saw his face swollen and pale, and there was mud and blood on his nose. I was scared and screamed, and the people around me were shocked by my screams and asked me what happened. I blinked and looked at Dongdong. The appearance just disappeared. Standing still in front of me was a lively teenager.
I understood what was going on in that moment. At that time, I didn't know how to cover up when I was young. I pointed to Dongdong and said loudly: "Dongdong, you can't get into the water, or you will drown!" The people around me laughed, and no one cares about me. Children of all sizes are in the water, and only I am sitting uncomfortably by the pond. They were very happy to play in the water. However, after a long time, they heard Dongdong shouting for help. People could not help but fall to the water, and they could not get up. At that time, there were several large water-based children who wanted to pull him in the past, but they couldn't touch them under the water. When the adults in the village came to catch Dongdong, people could not do it.
I clearly remember Dongdong lying on the edge of the pond - the face was swollen and pale, and there was mud and blood under the nose, just like I have ever seen. Later, Dongdong's father, the village head, also came. I always felt that his eyes were so uncomfortable, and the others around me were strange.
After returning home, I told my parents what happened during the day, and then I was sick that night. I am very ill, and I have a high fever for a few days, and I keep talking nonsense. When I sent it to the township health center for two days, the salt water did not improve. My parents had to take me home and invited Grandpa Kim. Grandpa Kim gave me the pulse, frowning and asking my parents what happened before I fell ill, and my parents told him about the day.
After listening to the grandfather, Kim still frowned, and thoughtfully said: "This child is very strange, and the future will be difficult, but now it is difficult to grow up safely." My mother cried as she cried: "Jin Dabo, is there no way? Please save this child." Grandpa Kim replied: "There is one way to try it. But this can only be a temporary effect." My dad also said: " No matter what else, as long as he can grow up safely and securely." Grandpa Jin sighed: "God is so, don't know if manpower can be forced. This child should try to stay away from temples and Taoist temples. You I have to remember."
After the grandfather said, he took me to the chair, opened a small box with him, and took out a yellow leather roll from the box. After the expansion, it was a row of gold needles. I don't know if you know about acupuncture. In today's hospital, acupuncture uses disposable stainless steel needles. In the past, the Chinese medicine used was silver needles, but Jin Grandpa used gold needles. The gold needle is as fine as the hair, and the gold itself is very soft. It is necessary for the doctor to have a lot of skill to do acupuncture, otherwise it will not enter the acupuncture point.
I vaguely remember that Grandpa Kim has a lot of golden needles in my temples, eyebrows, ear roots, heads and backs. I feel that the golden needles are still slowly rotating after piercing, I don't know if it is illusion or true. Later, I fell asleep. After I woke up, the man was already lying, and Grandpa Kim also left, and my illness was good. Since then, I have changed like a person, no longer the kind of special experience of the past, no longer seeing things that others can't see, and losing an unusual premonition.
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But there is something wrong with it. Later I became very healthy and people became very smart. I am the best child in our village and I was admitted to the junior high school in the village. In the year of junior high school graduation, I took the first place in the township and admitted to the only provincial key Yucheng Middle School in the city. It was the first child in the village to be admitted to Yucheng Middle School.
I am the first in our township, but far from being the first in Yucheng Middle School. The city has a total of Xuande, Guangji, Zixi, Zuming, Maoling, Langong six counties, and millions of people, but there are such a provincial key middle school. The planned enrollment is only four classes and more than 200. People, others are sponsors or students who have other arrangements. I am a very ordinary student in the high school class, and my age is obviously too large. High school is starting in September, and I have been 18 years old in October of that year.
Yucheng Middle School is a mysterious place for me. It has a history of 100 years, and there are thousands of monuments on campus. If I follow the normal path, I will probably be like everyone else. I will finish my high school and go to college. After I graduate from college, I will find a job, and I will go through a lifetime. But all this has been changed in a dusk, just like opening the Pandora's Box, the strange feeling of the seal for many years is back, all because of a strange mirror.
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It was a day in October and it was before Sunday dinner. I was already familiar with my classmates at the time, because I was the boss of the dormitory because of my age. Eight of our classmates played football on the playground and in the next door. I was kicked up and rushed to the goal of two bricks. I kicked my foot and smashed it. The ball crossed a long arc and flew far away, falling under the champion bridge outside the school's south gate. Everyone stopped to look at me. Someone needs to pick the ball. Of course, I am going to pick it.
Here we need to introduce the champion bridge. The Zhuangyuan Bridge is a thousand-year-old ancient bridge. It is made of white stone. There are three stone arches under the bridge. Due to the age, the stone columns on the bridge have disappeared. It is said that this bridge was built in the Northern Song Dynasty to remember the local champion named Mei. The singularity of this bridge is that it is not built on any river, but a deep pond is dug in the open space, surrounded by bluestone, the pond is semi-circular, and the stone bridge is placed intermediate. The bridge faces the south wall of our school, and the pond is part of the school's borders. The water under the Zhuangyuan Bridge may have been deep hundreds of years ago, but it is now nearly dry, and some places have a wet bottom.
The bluestone on the bank of the bank is four or five meters high. People can't go down, but somewhere in the stone wall, a fragrant eucalyptus tree grows, and the branches and leaves are very lush. Follow this tree and climb to a height of more than one meter from the bottom of the pool. I just went on like this. Down to the bottom of the Zhuangyuan Bridge, the ball was picked up in the deep pool of the palm of the hand. It was preparing to go back and found a rounded corner between the mud. Something was buried in the grass. I pulled this thing out and smashed it in the water. It looked like an ancient mirror. This mirror is only the size of the bowl. It seems to be the texture of bronze. There are many weird patterns on the back. There are already many green embroidery. However, looking through the front, it is very smooth and smooth, without any embroidery or even a scratch, just like the mirror that has just been polished, it can clearly show the opposite.
When I was studying in the evening last night, I was still sitting in the seat to play the occasional ancient mirror. The classmate Shang Yunfei walked past me and saw the mirror in my hand. His eyes were very strange. He wanted to say something but did not say it. He went straight.
Shang Yunfei is a celebrity of our school and one of the "two great monks" of our high school and four classes. The so-called "骛" is the "骛" of "good high and far away" and the meaning of driving. Shang Yunfei is two years younger than me, but the origin is very special. He is a disciple of the master of the Tibetan monk Ge Ge Jizan. The master was originally enshrined in the western part of Sichuan. Later, the temple was destroyed. His old man did not know how to travel to the city, and he settled in the Huangmiao Guangjiao Temple in the east of the city. When the Guangshu Temple was in the most depressed time, he was left with such a monk. Yunfei's family lived next to Guangjiao Temple. His parents often helped the old monk, and Shang Yunfei also liked to go to the temple to find the old monk.
After the reform and opening up, the state implemented the religious policy, and the master of Geju Jizan had another status. The government allocated funds to rebuild the Guangjiao Temple, and the incense was prosperous. The master was regarded as a guru by countless believers and became the president of the Buddhist Association of the Bengbu City and the vice chairman of the CPPCC. At that time, the master told Shang Yunfei's parents to accept Yunfei as a disciple, and he felt that his qualifications and understanding were good. Shang Yunfei's parents agreed, so Shang Yunfei became a Buddhist at a young age, but he did not have a precept. Later, Yunfei was admitted to Yucheng Middle School. Fang Zhouyi, the director of the school's teaching office, heard that a student believed in the Buddha and challenged his ideological and political work. As a result, Shang Yunfei and his parents were called to train. This training does not matter, angered the old lama, the old people criticized the leadership team of Yucheng Middle School through the CPPCC, and finally the director apologized, saying that he would not interfere with Shang Yunfei's cultivation of Buddha. However, although Director Fang Zhouyi apologized, privately, he still told other students not to learn Shang Yunfei. Shang Yunfei became famous in the school and was called "the monk."
In addition to Yunfei, another class in our class is called a gentleman. The wind gentleman is three years younger than me and will not be fifteen years old until December. The name of the gentleman is very strange, and it is said that he started his own school. What kind of people are there, and parents let the children name themselves. I know some of the origins of Shang Yunfei, but why the wind gentleman is also called "skull" I am not quite sure. I was thinking of the gentleman in my heart, and occasionally looking out from the window on the second floor, I saw that the gentleman was coming from the west gate. I saw the gentleman's right hand holding a black artificial leather briefcase, like a cadre going to the countryside; the left hand holding a purple teapot, like the old man in the park, the bird's head, like a square step, like A housewife who walks the market; a gold-colored discoloration mirror is placed on the bridge of the nose, just like a reporter of a third-rate tabloid. In a word, how to see how not like a high school student. Our school stipulates that students living in neighboring counties and townships must study at night on campus, while day students who live in the urban area can study at home or go to school. However, most of the students are not coming, only the wind gentleman is the exception.
The figure of the wind gentleman walked into the teaching building, and I continued to bow down and play the ancient mirror. The mirror was very clear, and everything in the classroom was clearly reflected. I looked at it and suddenly found out that something was wrong - there was one more person in the classroom that I didn't know! This person is sitting in the seat behind me. It looks like a little boy in his teens, dressed in gray-blue khaki clothes, dressed in a very simple style, feeling the costumes of decades ago. I looked back and the seat behind me was empty, nothing! It was the seat of the gentleman, and his desk at the same table was doing homework there. It didn't seem to feel anything beside him.
I looked at another pair of glasses, and there was a little boy sitting in the seat of the gentleman. The pale face was awkward and seemed to be incompatible with everything around him. I can see it in the mirror, but when I look back with my eyes, I can't see this person! I feel that the scalp is numb, this strange scene awakens the memory of my dusty decade, this time because of this weird mirror! Just as I was amazed, the wind gentleman had entered the classroom.
I felt inexplicably nervous for a while, dare not look up at the wind gentleman, thinking that what would happen if he sat in that seat? However, nothing happened to me. The wind gentleman walked all the way, walked over me, walked to his seat, then turned and sat down, but did not sit in his seat! He sat down on an empty seat on the other side of the aisle, avoiding his seat. The wind gentleman is sitting in another seat of the school girl Ji Xiaoyu, Ji Xiaoyu usually does not come to study in the evening, her same table Tian Hao is a student living, is now sitting in the seat to read a book.
Now we need to introduce our classroom. Like the familiar classrooms, there are four classes, four groups. I am a group with the gentleman, I am sitting in the third row, he is sitting in the fourth row. Now our group is sitting on the right side of the window, but this position is not fixed, and each group has to rotate the seats every week. Another feature in the classroom is that boys and boys are at the same table, girls and girls are at the same table. This is a special arrangement that we had in high school, which is said to prevent early love.
Nowadays, high school students have become commonplace. However, in the late 1980s and early 1990s, the early love of middle school students was still a flood of beasts. It was a disaster that all levels of teachers were strictly guarded against, and they must do everything possible to kill them in the bud. High school is the age at which the sinus begins, so men and women are not allowed to be at the same table to prevent long-term love. In such an environment, even normal conversations between boys and girls are strange. However, the gentleman is sitting next to the Tian Hao in a big way, just like sitting in his seat. After sitting down, put the teapot on the table and take the book out of the briefcase.
The abnormal behavior of Feng Junzi immediately aroused the attention of the whole class, and they put down the book and looked over here, while whispering whispers. Tian Hao's face was a little hanged. In order to get rid of her "suspect" approaching the wind gentleman, she deliberately coughed and made a loud noise on the desk, then squinted her eyes and smacked the wind. Feng Junzi put down the book, smiled without a change of color, and nodded at Tian Hao, just like Tian Hao said that he was greeting him very friendly, and then said something gently: "Tian Hao, I Sitting next to you and watching a book, don't you mind?"
The monks are really swearing, the face is thick enough, and the psychological quality is strong enough! Tian Hao opened his mouth to say something, but his face suddenly became disappointingly red, and he looked down at the book and ignored the gentleman. I estimate that the boys in the class are admiring the courage of the gentleman at this time, showing love to Tian Hao when the teacher is not there. Tian Hao and her table at the same time, Ji Xiaoyu are the two major classes of our class. Many boys have been coveted for a long time, just Can't find a chance to get close. However, my feelings are different from others. I wonder why the wind gentleman has avoided his seat so skillfully. Did he also see the little boy who could not be seen?