Chapter 108 Amulet
"I met an old man in the extremely dark place, who sent me out. The marks on my back were caused by him."
Wang Jiuye tutted twice, with some indescribable feeling in his tone.
I felt that he envied the marks on my back.
"You are also a fool with good fortune. This is not a mark. This is the print of the City God. It's just that you are too stupid to tell the City God about the last bus on Route 14. Otherwise, if he intervened, the world would be peaceful."
Wang Jiuye's tone was a little sad, and I could clearly hear the regret in his tone.
Can the City God solve the problems related to the last bus on Route 14?
I was stunned there, and I couldn't tell what I felt in my heart, as if I had missed 100 million.
"Can it be found now?"
I said without hope. If the City God was really that easy to invite, I'm afraid Wang Jiuye would have asked me to invite him long ago.
I can only say that I was lucky to meet him today.
Wang Jiuye shook his head, looking disappointed. I guess he was as desperate as I was.
"What the hell? Do you think the City God is your father? He does nothing but waits to wipe your ass?"
What Wang Jiuye said made me not know how to continue.
I have been an orphan since I was a child. I was said to be a child abandoned by others and adopted by a blind old man in the village.
Apart from anything else, the blind old man has absolutely nothing to say to me. If he hadn't died early, I wouldn't have come here to be a bus driver.
"I don't have a father."
I forced a smile that was uglier than crying, because I was so old that I could not care, but I envied other people's reunion and intimacy.
Wang Jiuye looked embarrassed and surprised, and he didn't expect me to say that.
Maybe the atmosphere was too awkward, and I felt uncomfortable, so I had to give myself a way out.
I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "If the blind old man was still alive, I wouldn't be homeless."
Wang Jiuye nodded, knowing that I didn't mean to turn against him, so he smiled a little.
"The City God comes and goes without a trace. You must have accumulated merits from your ancestors to meet him today. Fortunately, the seal he left on your back can last for ten days or half a month."
This is an unexpected surprise. I felt very regretful just now, but now I think about it, it's a lot better.
In any case, with this seal on my back, I don't have to worry about being harassed by ghosts when driving recently.
No wonder the three ghosts today didn't take the initiative to embarrass me when they were not angered by me at the beginning.
I fell asleep as soon as I came out of the bathroom.
I just thought about the past, and I actually dreamed of the blind old man in my dream.
Think about it, the blind old man has been dead for ten years, a whole ten years, and I am an unfilial person who makes a living outside.
There are few times when I can go home to see him, and I don't know if he will blame me if I dream of him today.
"Old man, you finally came to see me."
Even if I know I am in a dream, I still want to say a few more words to him.
At least when he is still here, I still have a home.
The blind old man stood in front of me. There seemed to be a layer of white fog between us. No matter how I walked forward, I couldn't get close to him.
It's really like a light goes out when a person dies. It's too difficult to meet again.
I don't know if he will pay attention to me in my dream. As the old saying goes, you will dream at night if you think about it during the day.
Maybe the blind old man was just my imagination, so I stood there motionless.
I sighed, sat on the ground and looked into the distance, and began to talk about what happened during this period.
The blind old man will not dislike me. I know this better than anyone else.
I don't know how long I have been talking, anyway, the blind old man has never shown an impatient look.
In the end, I hugged my knees helplessly.
The blind old man took a step towards me, pointed to the bottom of his feet, and made an eating gesture.
This was the secret code between the two of us when I was still a child.
The action of the blind old man pointing to the bottom of his feet means that there is delicious food in the cellar, and the gesture of eating tells me that there is something in the kitchen stove.
I wiped my tears, and there was an indescribable sour feeling in my heart.
Even in his dreams, the blind old man still missed me.
He had never lived a happy life, but he was very kind to me, a child who had no blood relationship with him.
If I had not been well fed and clothed since childhood, I would not have grown up tall and strong.
"Grandpa Blind, I know you can't bear to leave me, and I can't bear to leave you either. When things are over, I will go back to see you. If possible, I will stay in the village and not leave."
I saw the anxious expression on the blind old man's face, and I couldn't help but say to him.
Unexpectedly, he shook his head at me, as if he could understand what I was saying.
He did the two actions just now again, and finally turned around and left in front of me.
I clearly saw that his eyes were a little red.
I woke up from the dream, and it was exactly eight o'clock in the morning when I opened my eyes.
I wiped my face, which was full of my tears, and my eyes were dry.
My whole face was tight together, and I felt very uncomfortable.
Wang Jiuye suddenly appeared in front of my bed and looked at me in confusion.
"How can you, a grown man, cry like this while sleeping?"
I rolled my eyes and wanted to deny it, but I knew that if I said I didn't cry, no one would believe me.
Thinking about the blind old man's repeated actions in my dream, I couldn't help wondering if he was hinting at something.
I had heard about the blind old man's past from the people in the village.
He was not from the village, but came here later.
He was not blind originally, but was beaten like this during the destruction of the four olds.
I don't know what kind of four olds the blind old man could be. Now it seems that he might be the kind I thought.
If so, did he leave something for me at home?
Maybe these things could save my life.
As far as I can remember, the blind old man has never dealt with ghosts, so I'm not sure if he is.
But he kept making that gesture with me, and I always wanted to go back and take a look.
Maybe he left something for me.
I suddenly remembered that the blind old man had been holding my hand before he died.
He told me not to leave the village before I was thirty, and not to go out to make a living no matter what.
I saw young people of similar age, most of them had left, and they threw the blind old man's words behind them and insisted on going out to make a living.
It's a pity that life outside is not as comfortable as I thought. People who seem to be in glory when they return to the village are actually struggling to make a living in the city.
Pretending to be glorious is just to make the family feel at ease.