The first time I met my master was because I had my head shaved, I was nine years old at the time.

The blind man who touched my bones when I was born said that I was a yin life and would not live to be eighteen.

The blind man wasn't talking nonsense. In addition to being weak and sickly since I was young, there were many strange things that surrounded me, such as a dog that would bark furiously whenever it saw me. And when I was seven years old, the village flood, I inexplicably go to the flood, fortunately my grandfather found in time to snatch me back, when he picked me up a huge white scaly fish in the river in front of my grandfather jumped out, full of mouth white teeth like a sharp knife, fell into the water after the tumbling roll against the current swim away.

Such strange things more than a few days and nights can not be said, and my family seems to be my "take the luck", no matter what to do, always difficult and dangerous obstacles, and even poultry can not be raised, I once saw a weasel, in front of my home yard tossed back and forth a dozen times, and ultimately turned around and left.

But fortunately I had family members who loved me enough that they didn't entertain the thought of abandoning me, so my childhood was still full of love.

But did not get to the old man said years, nine years old when I was in a bad state of the whole person, sleepy all day, not think, to later thin out of shape, often fall into a coma, go to the hospital also can not find out the disease.

In the most serious of my condition when my parents have put the old clothes under my bed, according to the rules to find the shaver to shave my head.

"Shaving head" is our village tradition, in the people will die before the death of the hair will be combed neatly, adult men have to clean up the beard, signaling neatly on the road, and the village shaving head of the craftsmen is equivalent to the present mortician.

Our village shaving yin head master called Liao Fan, more than twenty years old settled in our village, lived for twenty-seven years, when he shaved my head that day is exactly forty-seven years old birthday, so the master felt that I was destined with his destiny in the underworld, only to accept me as a disciple in the future.

At that time no one in the village knew about Liao Fan's skill, everyone only knew that he was a shaver.

All in all, when he came to my house that day to shave my head, he suddenly said to my grandfather, "Uncle Yang, the skewer's life is not meant to be, and I'm sure I can cure his disease."

I am the only son of the family, you can imagine what kind of excitement the family heard this sentence, my mother on the spot to Liao Fan kneeled down, he hurriedly helped my mother said: "sister-in-law, usually more than your family to take care of, even if it is in return for you, but I do not have much ability to do their best, as to say that the string of children's disease can not be well also have to look at his own destiny."