Saying a thousand words and saying something is a kind of expectation for the younger generation at best.

Teaching by words and deeds, most people, including Master, can only do so. As for teaching by words, it is too difficult.

Because the school pressure was too great during that period, I rarely had the energy to pay attention to other things. Now when I think back on that period of time, except for always thinking about the test papers and textbooks filled with desks, there are only fragments of memory left in my mind.

I remember clearly that in the second half of the third year of junior high school, the school will draw 200 people from all classes to form two art classes.

When I was in the class, my master suggested that I learn art, not because my master was so sentimental, but because as the only descendant of the Shuzheng lineage, I must be able to draw the Black Water Corpse clearly and meticulously so that when I accept disciples in the future, I can completely tattoo the Black Water Corpse on my disciple's back.

But I was not interested in art. Although I was a little tired of learning at that time, after several years of destruction by my master, I actually fell in love with subjects such as mathematics and physics. I occasionally had a whim to find some difficult questions to abuse. Yes, I hated mathematics very much when I was a child, but when I arrived in junior high school, I inexplicably fell in love with the problem-solving process. Speaking of which, this is also an incredible thing.

But if I asked me to change the draft paper to drawing paper and the triangle board to the pencil and eraser for drawing, I would feel a headache just by thinking about that picture.

In the end, my master failed to do my job, and Liang Houzai, who was better at studying than me, signed up for the art class. In this way, if I want to accept disciples in the future, Liang Houzai must be present, and the Black Water Corpse Coffin will be passed to the next generation of disciples of Jihunzhuang through him.

For this, I felt more grateful to Liang Houzai in addition to friendship. But Liang Houzai said that he studied art not for me, but because of interest, but I have been with him for so many years and have never seen him draw paintings.

It was around the second month of the third year of junior high school classes, my master went to find Master Chen and asked him about the situation of Lunfenshan.

Taoist Master Chen said at the time that he had gone to the catacomb to look at it. Someone had indeed entered and had forced blood to collect. However, since he guarded the Lunge Mountain, there has been no trouble.

That time, Master Chen cheated away something from my master. It took too long to have me forgot what he cheated away from him. It seemed to be tobacco leaves, and it seemed to be a few pieces of characteristic milk candy. Oh, I really can't remember it.

In addition to these, the one who impressed me the most during those days was Wang Dapeng. Since Wang Qian had that incident, both of them dropped out of school. Wang Qian was already an adult when she dropped out of school, and since then she has been working odd jobs in the city. For a while, she worked in the hotel where my mother worked for a few days.

As for Wang Dapeng, this guy is very versatile. After dropping out of No. 1 Middle School, he started a business of reselling second-hand mobile phones with his second uncle.

In those days, mobile phones were still very rare on campus. I remember when I was in the third year of junior high school, people with mobile phones in the whole grade could count them with ten fingers.

Wang Dapeng’s main client is the students in the school.

At that time, mobile phones were no longer the simulators of their early years. Their performance had been greatly improved, and their size had become similar to those of today's mobile phones, or even smaller. But even so, the mobile phones at that time were still incomparable to the current smart phones. At most, they could just make a call and send a text message, with a few puzzle games like Snake and Push Box.

At that time, most of the students who bought mobile phones were not really for the sake of communication convenience, but for the sake of showing off. If the family conditions were good, their parents had the ability to sell them new phones that cost several thousand yuan per dollar. If the family was not good or the family didn't buy them, they looked like they showed off, so they bought a second mobile phone from Wang Dapeng.

I heard from Wang Dapeng that his second-hand mobile phones can be sold for a small price of 1,000 yuan, and older ones can be sold for two or three hundred yuan. At that time, there were many schools on the road of culture, and almost every school had its customers. In that year or two, Wang Dapeng seemed to have made a lot of money.

That is, during that time, there were a lot of things in the school that they borrowed money but didn’t pay it back. Thinking about it, a few hundred yuan was considered a lot of money for us at that time. If we asked our family for it, the parents would not necessarily give it, so we had to save a portion of the food expenses. In the end, it was not enough, so we had to borrow it.

At that time, there seemed to be quite a lot of people who broke up because they owe money. There was a pair of childhood friends in our class, one of whom was owed money but didn't pay it back. Both of them were usually quite quiet. They had a fight in the corridor that day, and they never paid attention to each other until graduation. They were completely like they were not in contact with each other.

For such an ineffective mobile phone, even friends lost it. Whether this is worth it or not is worth it.

Wang Dapeng has been doing this business for about five or six years, but only made money in the first two years. Later, many people saw that Wang Dapeng made money and felt that the second mobile phone market was not much, so they all joined in. Once there were more people, the profit would be very small.

During the third year of junior high school, Wang Dapeng often ran to our school. Every time he came to school, he would come to my class to see me and chat with me.

It was also at that time that I discovered that although Wang Dapeng is like Liu Shangang, he is not good at talking, loves to brag, and has a more impulsive personality, Wang Dapeng is actually not bad in nature.

Life is just like this, everything is peaceful.

Until one morning, when I rode my bicycle and brought Liang Houzai to the school gate, the old man in the communication room suddenly called me and said that I had my letter.

My first reaction at that time was that Liu Shangang wrote a letter to us, so he ran into the communication room with Liang Houzai. But when we got a package, we found that the things were not sent to us by Liu Shangang. In the column of the sender's information on the package, only a landline phone number and a name that was extremely familiar to Liang Houzai: Li Liang.

It has been four years since Grandpa Li has been missing, but no one expected that he would send us an email on his own initiative.

And the package was not sent to Liang Houzai, but to me. On the recipient column, I was the only one with my name.

I realized that this package might be very important to Liang Houzai, so I ran to a corner where no one was around and unpacked the package with Liang Houzai.

I think Grandpa Li has been away for four years and suddenly sent me something like this. Maybe there will be some mystery in it.

But after opening the package, I realized that I was thinking too much.

There are only four things in the package, a letter, a photo, and two very thick books.

The cover of one of the books is made of wooden. After opening the cover, there is no paper inside. It is all leather. It seems to be the skin of some kind of animal, which feels warm and smooth. All the words in the book are embroidered on the leather with black thread. The words are not Chinese, and they look a bit like oracle bone in shape.

Another book is a hand-written ancient book, with three small seal script traditional characters written on the cover. Because of the age, the first character can no longer be seen clearly, and only the last three characters are "Dictionary". I glanced at the contents in it. This book is probably a dictionary, specifically used to explain the strange words in the previous book.

I think these two books were probably sent by Grandpa Li to Liang Houzai, so I didn't read them much.

As for the photo, it was the full-body photo taken by Grandpa Li forcibly in Sichuan last time. At that time, my master was standing in the coffin room of the Black Water Corpse. The moment the flash light came on, the master's expression was very dull. Behind him was the black water coffin with red and black.

I know that this photo was sent to me by Grandpa Li.

I took out my diary from my schoolbag and put in the only photo of my master in his life. Only after that did I unfold the letter and read it with Liang Houzai.

I mentioned before that in the third year of junior high school, I was buried in the ocean of test papers every day and couldn't extricate myself. I can't remember many of the things that happened in that year. In fact, I forgot about Grandpa Li's correspondence with me. Even when I saw the photo of Master, I only remembered that this photo was taken by Grandpa Li, but I forgot how it came into my hands.

Until a while ago, when I was on a long distance, I passed by my hometown and went home to visit my parents. My father brought a box from the basement for me and said that it was filled with some things I had left in my hometown.

Last time I went back to my hometown, I originally wanted to pack up my things and take away everything I should take, but I was too lazy to clean up, and I really didn’t know what to take and what not to take. In the end, I only took some small items left by my master and my diary from junior high school and left in a hurry.

Unexpectedly, after I left my hometown, my father was still worried. He went back and helped me find some old items I had left at home in my early years, and neatly put them into the wooden box.

Among these old objects, one of them is the letter left by Grandpa Li back then. It was not until I saw this letter that I remembered how the photo of my master came to me.

The letter did not mention any secrets, but only said some very trivial things.

The following is the content of the letter.

There is a saying:

I haven't seen you for a few years, and Houzai and you have grown up. You may be wondering how I know where you and Houzai went to school. Why didn't I send the package to your house, but to school? Hehe, it's strange if you think it's strange, I don't plan to explain anyway.

Is Houzai okay? I believe that following your master, he will definitely not be freezing or hungry in life, but Lao Chai’s requirements for practicing qigong are too strict. In the first few years, I was really worried that Houzai could not bear it, but after thinking about it, I felt relieved. Anyway, I am beyond my reach to follow Lao Chai now. Whether he can withstand it depends entirely on his own fortune. I am worried that it is useless to be useless.

Your master's photo is also in the package, please pay attention. Put it away. Your master is so superstitious. He always says something. Every time he takes a photo, the three souls and seven spirits will be taken away. If he takes a photo, he will become addicted to taking photos. By then, his vitality and three souls will be damaged and he will never be replenished. In fact, I know him, and that is his excuse. He doesn't want to take photos because he is ugly.

Anyway, no matter what, this may be the only photo of your master in his life, so you can save it well.

By the way, there is another thing, that is, I sent two books to Liang Houzai, one of which was sealed with wooden shells. It records the ancient witchcraft of our Yelang tribe, and the other is annotation of the ancient Yelang text. You must give these two books to Houzai, remember that this matter involves the inheritance of our lineage.

In addition, don’t let Houzai see this letter. He will cry if he sees my handwriting if he doesn’t make a fuss.

Tell Houzai that I am very good now and told him not to look for me. When it is time to meet, our master and apprentice will naturally meet.

Well, let's say so much, I still have some troubles to deal with.

I wish you all the best.

Li Liang

March 21, 2001
Chapter completed!