Onmyoji's Secret

Chapter 2 Mask
Is this the suppressed white snake?

At my age at that time, I couldn't understand why the evil and ferocious snake king in the story appeared in a white coffin, or in the image of a woman.

The woman in the coffin was beautiful, with a crescent head and eyebrows, and a peach blossom face.Her eyes were tightly closed, her two jade hands were placed on her chest, and her expression was extremely peaceful.

Li Dao Scar got up from the ground, and when he saw the woman in the coffin, he immediately burst into tears, his eyes were full of greed and desire, and the scar on his left face became even more distorted.

At that time, I was still young and didn't understand the relationship between men and women. I just looked at the woman in the coffin curiously, until I saw a mark on the woman's left shoulder, which was a bird, a golden phoenix bird.

I was immediately scared, because I also had such a bird on my left shoulder, which was exactly the same as the one on the woman's shoulder, except that my body was blue.

I remember when I was a child, I asked my grandpa why there was this mark on my shoulder. Grandpa laughed out loud when he heard what I said. He told me that this is a birthmark, something only I have.

I was a little scared, why would a woman in a coffin have the same birthmark as me, I raised my head, and asked Grandpa in panic: "Grandpa, what is wrong with that woman..."

Grandpa seemed to know what I meant. He covered my mouth before I finished speaking, looked at me with burning eyes, and said solemnly: "This is your fate, and it is also the fate of our Chen family!"

I was intimidated by the sternness in my grandfather's eyes, and I didn't dare to speak again. I just kept thinking in my head, why would this be my life?
On the other side, Li Daoba said with a lewd expression on his face: "Chen Youcai, isn't the White Snake's head suppressed under your ruined temple, why did you turn into a woman without clothes? Could it be your ancestors... Hehe hey-hey."

I felt that Grandpa was holding my hand harder. He squinted his eyes and looked at Li Dao Scar, and said word by word: "Say it again!"

Li Dao Scar immediately backed away in fright. He had just completed the task of demolishing the Snake King Temple, and he became a little smug.When he saw my grandfather's lustful eyes, he remembered that the scar on his face was due to the man in front of him, so he felt a little scared.

"Boss, there's something wrong with this woman! If she had been buried when the temple was built, she would have rotted away in 300 years." One of Li Daoba's younger brothers suddenly said, and the people around were shocked.

Yes, if a normal person stayed in the coffin for 300 years, he would have already turned into a pile of bones. How could he be like the woman in the coffin, with ruddy skin, as if regenerated.

Li Dao Scar's face turned pale at first, but it immediately turned blood red. He seemed to feel his majesty being challenged, and turned his head to shout at his group of younger brothers: "You guys know a hammer! Maybe this is some turtle boy! It was buried secretly for two years!"

"Do you think it's a monster? Ahh! I smashed up so many temples in those ten years, even the head of Guanyin Bodhisattva was knocked off by me with a hammer. If there were such things, I would still be alive today? If This is a monster, I'll turn my head off and kick you like a ball!" Li Daoba reprimanded his younger brothers, his face was red, his saliva was spitting, and he had the aura of sweeping away ghosts and snakes, scolding his younger brothers. He lowered his head in shame, not daring to speak back.

I stood beside my grandpa and watched Li Daoba scold him for being a bitch, my stomach almost cramped from laughing, and I thought this person was really funny at the time.

When Li Daoba finished cursing, he walked towards the white coffin with a lewd smile on his face, and said cursingly: "Let me see if it's a monster, hehehe."

I didn't like the obscene expression on Li Dao Scar's face, so I tugged at the corner of Grandpa's clothes, hoping that Grandpa could prevent Li Dao Scar from approaching the woman in the white coffin.But Grandpa shook his head to me, signaling me not to be too fussy, and continue to read.

Just when Li Dao Scar was about to touch the chest of the woman in the coffin, a sudden change occurred, a breeze blew past, cracks appeared on the body of the woman in the coffin, and her whole body instantly It turned into a handful of dust and scattered with the wind, disappearing without a trace.

I vaguely saw that woman opened her closed eyes the moment she turned into dust, she looked at me, her eyes like autumn water were full of sadness.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when I returned to God, the woman in the coffin had gone with the wind.After several years, when I cracked all the layouts and knew the so-called truth, I understood where the sadness in her eyes came from.

Seeing the woman in the white coffin turn into flying ashes in front of him, Li Daobar uttered a scream like a pig being killed, and sat down on the ground.The surrounding demolition team members also let out exclamations, and even a few older ones knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and muttered something.

Grandpa sneered, and looked at the ugly appearance of Li Dao Scar and others with disdain.Then, he touched my head and said to me: "My dear grandson, let's see how grandpa makes you a baby."

Grandpa didn't wait for my answer, he ran and jumped to the white coffin, he stretched out his left hand like a goshawk's claw, and grabbed a handful inside the white coffin. The same turquoise object.And grandpa didn't even look at the things in his hand, he turned around and ran towards me.

Behind him, the white coffin that originally contained the woman deflated like a balloon leaking air, and fell to the ground in the blink of an eye and turned into a white snakeskin.

The white snakeskin scales are distinct, reflecting dazzling light in the sun.

Li Dao Scar, who had just recovered from his breath, let out another earth-shattering howl, lying on the ground trembling, and I saw that there seemed to be water stains spreading on his pants.

The woman turned into flying ashes, the white coffin turned into snake skin, and two unreasonable things happened in front of this atheist one after another. In the end, Li Dao Scar, who had hammered the Bodhisattva's head, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Grandpa took my hand and walked towards the house. He never looked back at the white snakeskin from the beginning to the end, as if he didn't care about all of this.

I turned my head and saw the chaotic scene of Li Daoba's subordinates, and I couldn't help pursing my lips into a smile. How can a ten-year-old child feel the weirdness of this thing, but I just feel that these scenes are like spells in the mouth of a storyteller, and grandpa It's Monkey King in Journey to the West, the coffin turns into a white snake skin as soon as he reaches out his hand, which is really amazing.

"Uncle Cai, what happened there, why are those sons of bitches crying like ghosts?" Several members of the Chen family saw Grandpa approaching and hurriedly asked.

Because of his grandfather's status as the head of the Chen family, he asked the villagers to stay away from the Snake King Temple. These honest villagers did not dare to approach, but they were very curious about the situation inside. After all, it was worshiped by their ancestors. The ancient temple of more than 300 years.

"If you want to know, then go and see for yourself." Grandpa pointed his finger in the direction of the Snake King Temple, and the villagers who had already felt itchy heard Grandpa's words, how could they hold back, they swarmed over in an instant.

"Youcai, the things under the temple..." The elders of several clans came up and surrounded my grandfather again, they hesitated to speak, and their faces were a little anxious.

Grandpa smiled at them and said, "It's all right, don't worry, I'll still be there when the sky falls."

The elders seemed a little worried, but my grandfather waved to them and led me to the house.But just after walking a few steps, grandpa seemed to remember something, and turned back to those elders and the remaining villagers and said, "By the way, tell the people in the village not to go to the back mountain, at least not to go up until I open my mouth." .”

A great grandfather seemed to want to say something, but in the end he could only sigh helplessly.The patriarch of the Chen clan keeps his promises. This is the rule set by the ancestors. As long as your surname is Chen, you must abide by the family rules.

After my grandfather finished speaking, he led me to turn around and left. His footsteps were so fast that I couldn't keep up. He just lifted me up and put me on his back, and carried me home.I lay on Grandpa's back, feeling very secure, but I could faintly feel Grandpa's body trembling, as if he was nervous or excited.

When I got home, my mother was drying cotton in the yard. She was married from another village and didn't care about the Snake King Temple in the village, so she didn't follow to see the excitement.

Grandpa nodded to my mother, and went into the hall behind my back.He put me on a stool, sat by himself, and couldn't wait to take out a turquoise object from his arms.

This is what Grandpa took out of the white coffin.I lay on the table and watched Grandpa fiddle with this stuff.

This is a mask made of bronze. Because of the long history, the mask is blue and yellow interlaced, but the most attractive thing is the shape of this mask.

It has a wide mouth, big ears stretched obliquely, and a small hole in the middle of the forehead. When I looked closer, I found that there was an ornament inlaid in the small hole. Composition, but there is a weird symbol engraved on the inner circle, this symbol is too twisted and complicated, I feel a little dazzled just by looking at it.

In fact, what I am most interested in is the eyes of this mask. The eye frames of these eyes are deeply concave, and the eyeballs are convex, almost forming a raised column shape. It looks really strange and tight.

"Grandpa, what kind of thing is this? It's so weird!" I touched the pair of protruding eyeballs on the mask and asked Grandpa.

Grandpa gently rubbed the mask with his callused hands, his face was a little complicated, and after a while, he said to me: "My dear grandson, this is the treasure left to you by the ancestors, but you are still too old now. It’s too small, when you get older, grandpa will give it to you.”

Grandpa's appearance at this moment is similar to that every year when my mother said that she would keep the New Year's money for me. I agreed indifferently. After all, this ugly and weird mask is not attractive to me. interest.

I yawned, and ignored my grandpa, who was in deep thought while holding the mask, and trotted out all the way to play marbles with my little friends.

The day passed quickly, until late at night, I was woken up by a quarrel, I wiped my eyes, walked to the door curiously, saw my grandpa and my dad were discussing something in the main room, I hurried to Lying in the crack of the door and peeking out quietly, I felt the thrill of being a spy.

"Old man (meaning father in Sichuan dialect), you just let those turtle sons push the temple! What if something happens?" I saw my dad was a little excited, and asked my grandpa with a flushed face. .

Grandpa held the tobacco pipe and smoked it. After a while, he said slowly: "You know a hammer. The things passed down by the ancestors should belong to my good grandson. Now someone helped us tear down the temple. Save your energy."

My dad wiped the sweat from his forehead and argued, "But baby Xuan is only ten years old, if something happens, then... oh..."

Grandpa slapped the table and scolded my dad angrily: "You son of a bitch has shit on his head, so don't talk all you want. Do you think I don't want to wait a few more years? But when the time comes, there is a fart solution , this is fate, it is the fate of my darling grandson!"

My dad was yelled at by grandpa, and he didn't dare to answer back. He sat on the stool, a little aggrieved.

Grandpa put down the cigarette rod, stood up, looked at the calendar hanging on the wall for a long time, and then said leisurely: "As soon as those things come, come, and I will carry it with my old bone. Besides, the ancestors In addition, a sentence was left behind, which has been passed down for 300 years!"

Grandpa turned around, and I saw a bright look in his eyes.

"If the Qiang River is not dry, the Chen family's luck will continue!"

(End of this chapter)