Northeastern Wild Fairy Tales Record

  Just as I was about to be frightened to death, a faint cry suddenly came from beside my ear.

  "Third son, go home with mom..."

  As the sound of the call came, a layer of golden light began to gather on my body. The yellow smoke that was shot at me by Huang Pizi seemed to have met its nemesis, and it dissipated around my body like the morning sun melting snow.

  Huang Pizi's face also showed a look of horror at this time, as if he had realized something. He looked at me in front of him, just like a duck that was about to be caught, but because of his loose mouth and a few extra words, the already cooked duck ended up flying away. It can be imagined how tragic Huang Pizi felt, his mood must have been extremely terrible.

  But as the calling voice got closer and closer, Huang Pizi's mood became more and more irritable. Between the lines, I seemed to see a yellow-skinned person with a tuft of white hair on his head standing up, facing the hidden moon in the void and howling.

  However, because my body was protected by a layer of golden light, Huang Pizi could only watch as I stood there unscathed, and he couldn't break through. At the same time, my mom's calling voice was getting closer and closer. After letting out a few fierce barks, he said to me: "You little brat, consider yourself lucky today, our feud is far from over, I'll come looking for you again in the future. You'd better pray that your luck is always this good, humph..."

  The blink of an eye, and I saw the yellow skin dart into the courtyard, disappearing from view. As I watched him leave, my mind relaxed, but then I felt myself being wrapped up and taken away by something. The scenery around me was no longer familiar, but had turned into a dark expanse. My mind, which had already been at ease, began to tense up again.

  I don't know how long it took, but in the darkness I felt like someone pushed me a little bit, and suddenly I opened my eyes to look at the surroundings.

  At that time, I saw the four characters of People's Daily on the east side of the kang, and at that time, the walls in rural areas were not painted white, but were pasted with newspaper, and People's Daily was one of them.

  I knew four characters when I wasn't in school yet, which were People's Daily, and my grandfather was my enlightening teacher, it was my grandfather who asked me to read these four characters, so until now I still remember that scene forever.

  Two old men and a child were lying on the kang, the child pointing to those words asking the old man how to read them, the old man called out one by one to teach the child how to pronounce, giving examples to explain to the child.

  People are the strangest, in an unfamiliar environment, they always have a fearful and guarded mindset, and will not quickly put down their guard. Maybe it's because of the influence of the attitude that "you can't have a mind to harm people, but you can't be without a mind to defend against people" for five thousand years.

  Since I saw the familiar scene, I was sure that I was there. Turning back, I saw eight big eyes staring at me like bronze bells. To be honest, it was no less intimidating than facing Huang Pizi, and what's more, I felt a sense of danger, but suddenly woke up to find eight big eyes staring at me, which was quite frightening.

  Seeing that my eyes had returned to their normal color from the previous all-white, my second uncle finally let out a sigh of relief and said: "It's okay now, Little San's soul has been called back."

  As soon as I heard my uncle's words, my mother suddenly hugged me from behind and burst into tears.

  I was so scared that I frightened my mother, she's afraid something will happen to me. Just now when I came back from the old ancestor temple, my heart was still racing. After hearing my second uncle's words, my heart finally calmed down.

  Overwhelming emotions couldn't be held back for a moment, and tears fell.

  I was dazed and my mouth seemed to ask curiously: "Mom, did you just call me at the old ancestor temple?"

  "You scared me to death, don't provoke Huang Pizi again in the future, Mom only has you as her only son." My mom said with a crying tone.

  At this time, my second uncle said to my mother: "Sister-in-law, you get up first, I have a few words to ask Sanzi." After finishing speaking, he looked at me and asked: "Sanzi, Second Uncle asks you, what did you see just now? Think carefully and tell Second Uncle?"

  After hearing my uncle's words, my mother finally reluctantly let me go, and at the same time, she picked up the quilt and wrapped it around me, then retreated to the back. Seeing that everyone was looking at me, waiting for me to tell about my previous experience.

  After thinking for a while, I told Second Master everything about how I met Huang Pizi in detail. After listening to it, Second Master also said with fear: "It's really lucky, if your sister had gone a little later, Xiao San wouldn't have come back today. I didn't expect this Huang Pizi to have such a big memory, not even letting go of children, and we need to be more careful in the future. I'll send Zhang Fu over tomorrow to prevent him from attacking."

  "Second brother, see if there's any way to thoroughly get rid of that scourge Huang Pizi. Living in constant fear like this isn't a life at all." My grandma asked.

  "Auntie, don't worry, I'll go back and ask the Xian family what to do, see if we can resolve this matter, best is to end it peacefully, otherwise, our future days will indeed be unbearable, sigh..." My second uncle also sighed after finishing speaking, others may not care about Huang Pizi that much, but as a disciple of the horse.

  The Second Master knew in his heart the severity of this matter, saying more would make others disbelieve, but he himself had experienced too many things. Over the years, although he had done a lot for the Xian family and accumulated some merit,

  Things that have happened are good and bad, encountering a slightly better immortal family may be able to get a good reward, if you encounter the kind of immortal family like Huang Pizi, then it is the misfortune of Ma Sanlang.

  It's often a matter of life and death, all because of some trivial matters. But in the eyes of the immortal family, even small things are still things that require a price to be paid.

  For example, this kick of mine, if I hadn't kicked it at the time, nothing would have happened, but since I did kick it, then I must be prepared to face the consequences.

  A few people chatted for a while, and I wasted a lot of physical strength in the process of my soul leaving and returning. During their conversation, I had already fallen asleep.

  In the end, I don't even know what they said or if they came up with any countermeasures. Anyway, everyone went back home and slept peacefully.

  My grandmother returned to the house after seeing them off, looked at me sleeping soundly, stretched out her hand and touched my head, muttering to herself: "Poor child, I don't know how many hardships you will experience in the future. Your grandfather was a stubborn old man who didn't arrange things well for you before he left. He abandoned us widows and orphans, what a heartless donkey!"

  After finishing speaking, she looked at me with a face full of love and worry as I fell asleep, knowing that it was only in the second half of the night that my grandmother went to bed.

  I slept extremely well, but somehow I still feel like I have no energy, my whole body feels uncomfortable. My spirit is fine, but my body has become weak.

  All this is because of the loss of soul last night, sleeping for a while can replenish some physical strength, but after all, it's still a child, and it can't recover that well.

  In the morning, after finishing breakfast, a bowl of thin porridge, a few bites of salty vegetables, and a big black bun. The black bun was a staple food in Northeast China at that time, made from freshly harvested wheat, milled into flour by oneself, and steamed into buns. The whole bun was dark and rough. But because this also counted as refined grain, I still liked to eat it very much. After finishing eating, I wiped my mouth and said to Grandma on the kang: "Grandma, I'm going to play with Dog Egg now."

  After finishing speaking, I put on my shoes and ran out of the door. My grandmother was still shouting behind me: "Be careful when going out, don't provoke anything."

  "Got it! Today I'm going with Dog Egg to catch frogs, and tonight you'll fry them for me to eat." I ran into the courtyard and shouted towards Grandma in the house.

  Toads are extremely delicious in autumn, and they were my favorite meat when I was a kid. The toads in our place are all black, not forest frogs, but not much worse than forest frogs either.

  When autumn comes, the belly is full of tadpoles (similar to fish roe), and when fried, it's crispy and fragrant, extremely delicious. However, later on, due to the popularization of rural technology, all farmland began using pesticides. After being poisoned by pesticides, now in my family's east pond, it's rare to see frogs, even if you do see them, they're very small, not even as big as a finger. You know that when I was young, there was a small stream flowing through our east pond, the water was extremely clear, and the carp inside could be seen clearly, about the length of a palm.

  Now everything is gone, even the grasslands are gone, all turned into arable land, completely unrecognizable, it's been a long time since it was like my childhood.

  I've said too much. After I went out and found Dog Egg, it was just the two of us, each carrying a bag, hand in hand, rushing to Dongwa Village to catch frogs.

  Very soon, the two of us arrived at Dongwa Zi, which is just over a mile away from our village. As soon as we found the burrows, we crawled in.

  After walking back and forth several times, Dog Egg's and my bags already had more than a dozen toads in them, which was enough for us to eat a few bites, but how could we see well and collect? We continued to search intently.

  Just as we had been searching for about half an hour, there was a commotion in the very tall and dense grass in front of us. My dog egg and I both looked at each other with surprise, wondering if we were so lucky to have stumbled upon a frog burrow.

  So we both ran past the grass with a smile, but when we opened the grass, what we saw was astonishing to us.