It was his father who called.

I just said a few simple words on the phone.

On that day, Su Hongxin rushed back from another place.

As for the reason, his grandfather passed away.

The old man is old and 89 years old. On weekdays, several children and grandchildren are taking care of themselves and the family is in harmony. But this old man has a bad habit. He likes to drink a small wine and always drinks a few cups every day. Just yesterday, while the family was not careful, the old man started drinking the wine secretly again, but he ended up drinking. His children usually looked tight, and only one or two sips were too much. He was really not satisfied. He was so drunk that he suddenly became a few big sips. The old man suddenly had a smile on his face, and his wine glass fell, his mouth was crooked, and he faced the wind. He fell on the stone edge in front of the door, his head was bleeding, and he was unconscious on the spot.

When everyone was sent to the county hospital in a slight manner, their brains were all flowing out. They were unsuccessful that night and were pulled back. This was really unlucky.

There is no way, how can birth, old age, sickness and death be determined according to the will of others? This is fate.

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My hometown is in the countryside, and I am a bit remote.

When he received the call, Su Hongxin rushed back without thinking.

You should know that among the family, the old man is the most loved by the seven minor generations, and Su Hongxin is the most favored among them. He beats the young grandfather and grandson, and they are basically inseparable from each other. They have fought crickets and touched eels and loaches together. The grandfather and grandson have lived as brothers, three words, and they are relatives from generation to generation.

But now this person says nothing, it really corresponds to the old saying, people will have good fortune and good fortune every day. When Su Hongxin thought of never seeing the old man again, he felt so upset. When he heard that when the old man left in the hospital, he still called his nickname in a vague way, he felt even more uncomfortable. Since he answered the call, he has never spoken much, and was listless like the eggplant made by frost.

The place he stayed is not far from home, located in Shuzhong, and it took about two or three hours to come back.

His grandmother left early, and the old man suffered most of his life. Seeing that the hard days had passed, he finally ended up with it. He had not enjoyed this blessing for a few days and died of a serious illness. Whenever several elders mentioned it, they were sighing, which showed that they were very regretful.

In Su Hongxin's vague impression, he only remembered that he was a very kind old man. He hugged and kissed him. But as he grew older, his appearance gradually faded. He could only occasionally look at the old photos he had collected in the past to find memories.

Since his grandmother passed away, the old man has become one person. Several children have become families one after another, but they have not dared to go far away. It is convenient to take care of them all at once, but they cannot follow the old man's butt every day. They all have their own life to live. So in comparison, they are diligent when they come back. Su Hongxin also plans to come back to be filial to the elderly after their work is stable, but who has ever thought of this?

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In the middle of the night.

Su Hongxin has returned to the city.

Unfortunately, it was raining heavily at home, and it was so rainy that it was so heavy that it was so rainy.

When I arrived at the old house, it was almost early in the morning.

When I entered the door, I saw the lights on in the main hall, the old man was placed in the ice coffin, and a pile of yellow paper was burned on the ground.

Seeing Su Hongxin rushing back in the rain, he was covered in tears like a cock. Several elders held his hand and cried constantly, saying that the old man was still thinking about him before leaving, which made Su Hongxin cry and felt sad.

"Go, go back to the house to change your clothes first, sleep for a while, and come over to kneel down for your master!" Seeing that Su Hongxin didn't say anything, his mother comforted her, probably because she thought that her son would come back overnight, and she would definitely be so tired that she wanted him to rest.

Before the mourning hall was arranged, the remaining six sisters were either working in another place or getting married. Two of them came back, and the remaining four were farther away than him. I guess they would have to be tomorrow.

His father and his third uncle went out to handle the funeral for the elderly. Some funeral matters, as well as neighbors and relatives, had to come to invite him, but they have not come back yet.

There was an ice coffin in the lobby, and there was an altar at the top. It was a shrine. There was a dark knife inside. The blade was mottled and covered with black rust. There was also an old sword coat with dark hair on the hilt, covered by a piece of red silk.

Su Hongxin changed his clothes and looked at the old man's remains again. In fact, it was impossible for him to cry all the time. He just couldn't get rid of the sadness in his heart. After crying, his heart felt empty.

"Why didn't this knife be taken away? Didn't my grandfather say before that he would take it away when he left?" But seeing the "Soul-Breaking Sword" still in the main hall, Su Hongxin subconsciously asked, "The word "Soul-Breaking" was a bit unlucky at this time.

His mother reacted and said, "You don't know that your grandfather will not let anyone touch you except you. I'm busy with too many things today, and your father and the others may have forgotten!"

Su Hongxin didn't say anything, and walked to the shrine and took out the soul-breaking knife inside. This knife was not like the kind used for the execution of the TV. It had a wide blade and thick ridge, a single-sided blade. The blade stretched out from the bottom until the bend of the knife. It was cut up diagonally upwards. There were several serrated barbs on the back of the knife. At the end of the handle was a Rakshasa head, three feet and five inches. The black knife was covered with black and red marks. When the lamp shone, there was no reflection.

He has to keep it.

The old man had said before that when he passed away, the knife must be wrapped, otherwise it would be uneasy to leave. Logically, Su Hongxin was considered a modern intellectual at least, but no matter whether it was true or false, he would always keep the words in his heart and do them, which would be considered the explanation of the old man. If he put a few elders and agreed to it, he would sneer in his heart and forget it in a blink of an eye. Just like now, of course, he would not be able to say it out.

This knife weighs more than 20 pounds, Su Hongxin took it out with one hand, took the red silk on it with his other hand, and wrapped the knife tightly.

Although he looks pretty and has a little bookish spirit, when he goes back to the village, during festivals, the villagers ask the old man to kill pigs and sheep, which is his hand. Even if he is about 200 kilograms of pigs, he can't even take a knife if he puts them under his hands. These things are all taught by the old man secretly, and the skills of the butcher in the past are.

After wrapping the knife, he turned back to the inner room.

This is the old man's house. The things that were made before his life have been searched and put in a box. Nothing will be left in a few days.

Su Hongxin sighed, speechless, walked to the box and bent down one by one, checking if there was anything to be left behind, which was also considered as a memorial.

He had basically seen the things in this box, including clothes he wore, small items he made, and some old books. He had bought them for him, but he didn't expect that the old man would fall in love with them. The Jigong Chuan, Fengbo Pavilion, Mulan, and Yue Fei were born, and he piled up a small pile. I thought it had been put for a long time, and after being tide, the albums were yellowed and moldy.

Keep it in mind.

It's being packed up.

Suddenly I heard "Dingbang".

Su Hongxin saw something being taken out, throwing an arc in the air, falling in a corner of the box, and landing in a conspicuous place.

Look down.

It's actually a ring.

The ring was pitch black, and there was a strange pattern with pupils on the ring ring, with dark red and gloomy texture, but Su Hongxin felt strange. He couldn't remember when the old man had such a thing. He couldn't think of it, so he didn't care about it and took it with it.

After sorting out a few objects, I stopped. I don’t know if it was too exhausted to travel overnight. As soon as I came back, I felt a lot of sadness. Su Hongxin felt sleepy and his eyelids were like fighting, drowsy and sleepy.

He simply fell asleep on the old man's bed.

But who knew that as soon as he went down, his eyes had not yet closed, he climbed up again, staring at the ring in his hand with his eyes fixed on his mouth, his tongue dry, and his body was frozen, as if he was possessed.

I saw that the ring was vaguely shining with a strange light, which was extremely unusual. In a trance, Su Hongxin felt that the texture seemed to have come alive, and it really became an eye, staring at him. In this moment, the world around Su Hongxin seemed to be moving away quickly, and everything, like the wind and frost years that had been through thousands of years, instantly dissipated, dissipating into ashes and dust in the sky.

What I saw in my eyes was already endless darkness.

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It's like falling into a bottomless purgatory.

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A series of terrifying roars and screams surged from all directions, as if the wings covering the sky and the sun were stretching out, bringing out hurricanes and thunder; the gushing lava, like blood splashed from the earth, dyed Su Hongxin's pupils red; there was an incredible thing in the darkness, and the corner of the outline exposed was like a giant mountain crawling; there were majestic tremors coming from the depths of the darkness, like the heartbeat of a giant beast...

Su Hongxin felt as if he was sucked in by a black hole. Countless crying, hissing, and laughing wildly... and as if countless ghosts and monsters were whispering in his ears... falling deeper and deeper...

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