Horror Teahouse: I only sell dangerous things

My name is Zhang Xian, I was born with a bad star, and people in the village say that my father and my mother were both killed by me.

I haven't seen my mother, she was half a month away from giving birth, at the entrance of the village by the second fool who chased the duck hit it, before he got up from the ground, his pants were stained red with blood, the second fool ran away because he was afraid, and threw my mother in place.

When the villagers came back from farming, she was already out of breath, and my father fainted on the spot when he got the news.

At that time, there was a rule in the village that pregnant women could not display their bodies in the village after they died, and they were prone to disasters and needed to be buried as soon as possible.

On the hill not far from the village, the villagers found an old locust tree that had lived for a hundred years, dug a shallow pit under the tree, wrapped my mother in a tattered straw mat, and put it down.

When the soil was filled, a loud cry suddenly came from the pit, which scared away the onlookers.

When my father woke up, he heard about the incident and quickly ran up the mountain, cut a shallow layer of soil with his hands, and carried me home in his dying state.

I don't know if it's been holding back from my mother's belly for too long, my eyes have not been good since I was a child, others put their hands in front of me, I can only see a blurry shadow, I can't tell a few fingers upright.

The children in the village gave me a nickname, Zhang Banblind.

When I was eight years old, there was a plague in the village, and many people died, and many villagers could hear the howling of ghosts in the middle of the night, and people were terrified.

The village chief invited a barefoot immortal to dance in the wheat field at the head of the village for a long time, saying that he had overtaken the ghost.

At that time, my father hugged me to join in the fun, and when the great immortal saw me, he stepped back like a ghost.

He told my father that this child was born with a desperate evil star, and he must not stay by his side, otherwise no matter how hard the eight characters are, they will be killed.

My father was angry, picked up the flat pole and chased after Daxian to fight, he didn't believe Daxian's words, but the people in the village took it seriously.

The villagers asked my father to send me away and not stay in the village, but my father disagreed, but he couldn't quarrel with a group of people, and finally became angry, picked up the pig-killing knife at home, pointed at the villagers and scolded, whoever dared to say more would stab him to death.

This made the villagers shut up.

But since that day, it has been rumored everywhere in the village that I am a bad star, my mother was killed by me, and my father will have to be killed by me sooner or later.

Later, my father often drank alone, I was young at the time, and I didn't know how to persuade him, but I didn't expect him to end up drinking his life.

On my ninth birthday, my dad sold freshly cut leeks, bought me a cake, and bought himself a bottle of Niulanshan.

After many years, I still remember that the cake was very sweet and strawberry-flavored, and I also remember that after my father drank too much, he held his mother's spiritual position, chanted her name, and cried.

That night, my father died in his bed, and a few days later, the old man who sold alcohol in the village was arrested by the police on charges of selling fake liquor blended with industrial alcohol.

My father's funeral was organized by my two uncles, and at that time, the state had changed its policy, abolishing burials and implementing cremation.

When the corpse truck was in the air, the village chief asked my two uncles if anyone would adopt me.

Neither of the two uncles spoke, and they looked at me with horror in their eyes, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Later, I was coaxed and sent to a welfare home by two uncles.