I sat on the bed and thought for a long time.

No matter who I offend, whoever I mess with, the first thing I have to do is to protect my family. If I can’t even guarantee their safety, what’s the point of being safe and sound?

But the question is how to do it.

I will definitely not be able to make any changes to my own Feng Shui arrangements like a famous family. With my current ability, my master has not explained to me any methods such as Feng Shui and Geography.

Then I suddenly thought of the little snake. Maybe I can make an agreement with it to make it a loyal gatekeeper in my family.

So I took a handful of sandalwood, lit it, squatted at the entrance of the sewer, swaying, and blew the smoke into the sewer, shouting "Master Jiao Jiao!"

After about ten minutes, a swaying figure appeared at the entrance of the sewer. The little snake sucked incense with a fascination, while poking its head out, the black bean eyes were blurred, like an addict.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say! Let's put it off!" Its voice rang in my mind.

"How about I make a deal with you in this way?" I whispered.

The little snake stared at me suspiciously, as if I was a fox with ulterior motives, and then asked, "What deal?"

"My three shrines guarantee that the incense is uninterrupted every day for you to suck. You can go to the shrine directly, but you have to ensure that my house is absolutely safe!" I said with a smile.

The little snake suddenly became energetic and stared at me: "Really?" Obviously, this transaction has a great temptation to it.

It has a similar relationship with my family, but through transactions, I firmly stabilized the relationship, which is equivalent to turning it from a stray cat and stray dog ​​into a domestic pet. Then he will naturally be responsible for the safety of my family, which is also cause and effect.

"How is it? Do you agree or not?" Xiaoshe is just a silly white sweet, with no bad intentions, I think there is a chance.

The little snake nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, I can also guarantee that your family will not be invaded by external evil."

I thought about it and said, "But you can easily be discovered like this."

"That's easy. If you find a piece of jade, pearls, or something, to put it on the shrine, I can board it inside!" The little snake said excitedly. Its ability to grow bigger and smaller must be because of the spiritual body.

Oh, I just praised it without any bad intentions, and I will take advantage of me now. Who doesn’t know that jade itself has a warming effect on the spirit body, and it is both warming and worshipping, so it is simply too cheap.

But I shrugged because I happened to have a talisman made of topaz made by my master, which was useless to me for the time being and could be boarded. So I took out the talisman and held it in my hand. When it saw it, its eyes radiated and suddenly turned into a thin line and entered the talisman. The blue talisman instantly rippled a layer of ripples, and then a snake-shaped black dot appeared in the center, squirming slightly, looking very happy.

I came to the stove, climbed up the stove, and carefully stuffed the amulet into the shrine of the stove. The shrine of the stove prince was deep and had a high position. Most people couldn't find it, and no one dared to touch the shrine of the stove prince. Snakes and rats could not climb up at all, so it was safe to put it inside.

Then I pestered my grandparents and went to find a Feng Shui master nearby. He often chose cemeteries for people, so he knew some tricks and asked him to make some arrangements for our family. I had asked someone to see my family before construction, so there was no big problem. Because I specifically mentioned that I wanted to ward off evil spirits, he added a gossip mirror and garlic at the door, and posted a door god on the door, and asked us to add an exhaust fan on the back door, and garlic was also tied to the door.

After some decoration, my house looked really straight and concise, like a house where people with wisdom lived.

The most important thing is the change in breath brought by the little snake. Standing at the door, you can clearly feel a strong wind blowing out of the room.

But I myself worked harder to study the "Detailed Explanation of the First Techniques" given to me by my master, racked my brains to study and understand the true meaning of the Sixteen Techniques.

This is a very hard process, and the energy it takes to be unimaginable without the guidance of a master.

However, as the saying goes, the master leads his way to practice. Even if I have certain talents, diligence is still an indispensable part.

The school starts soon, and I have spent these days safely, which has made me relax my vigilance.

On the first day of school reopening, when I entered the school, I found that the gate of the oldest teaching building in the school was inexplicably sealed, and the exterior wall of the building was painted with a large "demolition".

I was surprised and didn't know what happened. I remember that although the building was no longer used as a teaching building before the suspension of classes, the first floor was still the office of most teachers. I also went there to get sports equipment.

But I didn't think much about it, because the bell for morning class rang, so I hurried into the classroom.

At noon, Pizi came to see me. Pizi and I were not in the same class, but usually I would go to lunch together at noon.

He pulled me aside mysteriously, and whispered to my ear and said, "Yunyi, we suddenly stopped classes before, guess what's the reason?"

I shook my head blindly and said, "The school wants to demolish the building?"

The big word "demolition" obviously told us that the school plans to demolish the old building.

The gangster shook his head, looked nervous, and said, "I heard from a senior student in the school that someone jumped off the building in the old building! I heard that it was a young female teacher wearing big red clothes and jumped off the rooftop. People who saw it said that her brain had fallen out, and the blood was even redder than her clothes. I heard that she committed suicide because of love."

The gangster raised his eyebrows while talking, looking serious.

I sneered and said, "It's true? Don't listen to other people's nonsense rumors."

"How could it be? He saw it with his own eyes. It's impossible to be wrong!" The gangster said with his eyes wide open, showing a terrified expression.

I shrugged and said, "Those who spread rumors usually say they have seen it with their own eyes, and you should also tell me that you have seen it with your own eyes."

"Oh! I'm not kidding, really! Why do I just don't believe me?" The gangster was anxious and wanted to convince me with a chorus.

I waved my hand and said, "Forget it, even if it is true, someone will deal with it. I'm hungry, go for a meal."

The gangster was also helpless, so he had to follow him happily.

But I did ignore something at that time.

It is a big taboo to die in red clothes!

The days afterwards were smooth and safe. I went to class every day, finished my homework, did my master's homework, and studied the sixteen techniques. After doing these, I usually had to wash it up and go to bed.

This goes on and on, day after day, year after year.

In a blink of an eye, I was in 1992, twelve years old and sixth grade. Because my birthday was December, I was actually eleven years old.

After two years of self-study, I have basically been able to use the sixteen techniques. I am not proficient in it, but at least I can perform them all. During this period, my master has never been there, which makes me feel very uncomfortable and I feel like an abandoned apprentice.

As my age grew, my face gradually grew. Because my parents' appearance was pretty good, I was a little handsome guy, and I didn't think so. However, some girls in the class had an inexplicable affection for me, and the snacks were not stopped, which made me feel very embarrassed in the class.

To put it bluntly, I have not yet shown signs of youth. I don’t know some special complexes between men and women. I only know that there is a difference between men and women. There are some places where girls cannot touch them.

The wild boy is still a wild boy. It is not uncommon to get into trouble with a gangster around me. However, the hard work of studying and practicing for several years has allowed me to develop a strong body and a spirit of hard work. Therefore, my grades are at the top of my class and I can easily escape the pursuit of physical education teachers. This has made more girls and even other classes secretly feel for me, which really makes me feel miserable.

But later I recalled that maybe that period was the most glorious thing in my life, but if I asked me if I didn’t regret not hooking up with one, my answer was that I didn’t regret it because this was a story later.

In March 1992, we just started the second half of the semester. Many people were facing the pressure of the high school entrance examination, but I felt relaxed because I knew that my master would take me away this year, and my grades were OK, so I didn’t have to worry about not being able to get into a good school, double insurance, and stability.

The gangster is different. He is a naughty and famous naughty child. He always has the lowest grades, which puts Aunt Zhang very much pressure. But this kid is heartless and only knows how to play. He also knows a group of gangsters outside. He fights every few days and whenever he gets home, Aunt Zhang rolls a pin to serve him.

Despite this, our relationship is still like a fish.

On the first day of school, the punk was found by the school leader for some reason. When he came back, he was dejected and looked scolded. However, he was also a regular visitor to the school leader's tea party. He usually jumped out, but today he sighed, as if he was stabbed in the heart.

I went up and asked him what was wrong.

He sighed and said, "The school leaders checked the students' smoking and said they found someone smoking in the old teaching building. They couldn't find anyone for a while, so they checked one by one. I was the first one. As a result, they didn't find anything and scolded me. It was really unfair!"

"Oh? Don't you?" I raised my eyebrows. Why don't I know his little belly thoughts? I often smoke outside with my teachers and parents on my back. I can be caught by me every time. I am not surprised.

He scratched his head and said, "Hehe, how can it be? I have my own things in my care, and they can't find anything."

I shook my head. Although I wanted to say a few words to him, I knew the character of a gangster. Because I was strictly controlled by my mother at home, I could hardly breathe. My psychological pressure was actually very high. However, he was not a good resource for studying patiently, but he had the ability to make friends. He had a large group of friends inside and outside the school and took in a few younger brothers.
Chapter completed!