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These cave cutters do not belong to the Three Religions or the Nine Streams. They are usually bachelors. They have courage and strength. They don’t have any great skills. However, there is a point in digging graves. Before digging a grave, you need to bring a compass to check the direction.

There are no differences and many other aspects.

Zhong Mingfa, a cave cutter from the back mountain of Tongchuan County, was unlucky today. He received a job, which was said to be to dig a grave for a widow.

The moonlight was shining, and I was panicking. The white moonlight illuminated the surroundings as bright as day. Zhong Mingfa came to the wasteland with a hoe. A bag of cigarettes was naturally indispensable. He smoked slowly, gestured slowly, and took the

Use the compass to determine the direction carefully.

After finding the acupuncture points, Zhong Mingfa started to work. There is one thing that is important here. Not everyone has to dig a grave in the middle of the night, except for widows. Others don't seem to have this kind of attention. Zhong Mingfa complained to himself while working.

Suddenly there was a thunderbolt, and Zhong Mingfa was so startled that he stopped what he was doing, raised his two large earrings like cattail fans, and listened for any other sounds after the thunderbolt.

Sure enough, Zhong Mingfa is indeed a cave cutter who has been doing this for many years. He knows that this kind of unusual thunderbolt in the clear sky must be abnormal. That's why he heard the babbling sounds coming from the mouth of a baby.

When Zhong Mingfa heard the sound, he climbed out from the bottom of the pit to the ground without saying a word. The babble was louder, as if he was nearby.

Zhong Mingfa tiptoed in search of the sound. When he followed the sound and found the location, he was stunned. His grandma's babble came from under a tombstone.

What is it? A big question mark popped up in Zhong Mingfa's head, and he bent down and stretched out his rough hands to pull away the wormwood in front of the tombstone. Oh dear! Under the bright moonlight, a limb kept jumping in the wormwood.

Hey, a chubby baby babbled appeared in front of him.

Seeing such a cute little guy, how could Zhong Mingfa not be moved? He picked up the child without hesitation and looked around and saw nothing strange. He didn't even bother to pick up the household items placed beside the tomb, so he hurried home.

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Zhong Mingfa's home is a thatched house with three adobe walls. Under the baptism of time, the walls have cracked with terrifying and spreading cracks. In summer, it was fine, but in winter, the cold wind in the house was biting, and he had to use it as a last resort.

Some old rags were used to plug the ventilated cracks in the wall.

In the middle hall, there hangs a portrait of a strange and ugly man with a leopard head and ringed eyes, an iron face and curled temples. Speaking of this, some people may be surprised. Others worship gods and Guanyin statues.

Why did Zhong Mingfa enshrine such a weird portrait?

But don't forget, Zhong Mingfa was a cunt-cutter. The so-called acupoint chopping was actually digging people's graves. He earned very little money, but he was alone all his life. He could not start a family or have a wife.

This portrait is that of his ancestor, the ghost-eating king Zhong Kui.

A bachelor man with a poor family found a chubby baby, and it was a boy. Zhong Mingfa was as excited as if he had found a treasure. As soon as he got home, he walked to the enshrined portrait with the baby in his arms, and knelt down with a plop in excitement.

It brought tears to my eyes.

"Old ancestor! Thank you for giving me a living treasure with a handle. I will definitely bring him up and I will not live up to your gift."

The portrait moved with the wind, as if acquiescing to Zhong Mingfa's prayers and thanksgiving. The baby in his arms was indeed well behaved. He had not uttered a word since he was brought into the house. From time to time, he made Zhong Ming laugh.

What name should I give my child? Zhong Mingfa, who was illiterate, was overjoyed and troubled again. He once again looked at the portrait for help, and the portrait fluttered vividly in the wind.

After the baby was settled and he had to continue working, Zhong Mingfa boiled cornstarch and fed it to the baby. The child opened his small mouth and kept sucking and swallowing, and even finished a small bowl of cornstarch.

The baby's appetite was better than anything else. Zhong Mingfa became even more happy. After settling the baby, he quickly locked the door and went to work.

The village is not big, so news spreads very quickly. The news that Zhong Mingfa found the baby quickly spread to every corner. Kind-hearted people come to take a look, touch it, and bring rice noodles to feed the baby.

Japanese cloth pieces.

There were also women who liked gossiping about good things and came to see the news. After reading it, they started to yell that Zhong Mingfa must have hooked up with the widow in the village and gave birth to such a little scoundrel.

Rumors even took the opportunity to spread rumors that the baby was born from a monster. Otherwise, why would it appear under the tombstone of a dead person?

Zhong Mingfa ignored these claims, but he became angry when he said that the child was a monster. He scolded those who spread rumors and jumped at the feet. Others were taboo on his industry, and no one dared to give him a hard time, otherwise he would

If you curse eight generations of your ancestors in one sentence, then you will not be able to eat and walk away.

After some things happened, Zhong Mingfa became more and more fond of the baby and took good care of it.

On this day, a Taoist priest with silver hair and beard came, holding a fly whisk, staring at Zhong Mingfa for a long time, and then said: "This is not your child, he and your destiny are in conflict, how about you give the child to me if you want?"

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When Zhong Mingfa heard this, he quit, bah! Why is this child not my biological child? What kind of destiny conflict, do you know what I do? Chopping acupuncture points, do you know what acupoints are used for? It is to dig for the dead.

Grave. I'm not afraid of any monsters or monsters, but I'm afraid of what I'm afraid of. Thank you for your advice, I won't give it away!

Yes! Zhong Mingfa’s words choked the Taoist priest for a long time without saying anything, and finally he had to leave Zhong’s house angrily.

That night, Zhong Mingfa had a strange dream. There was something strange about the portrait hanging in his hall. The person in the portrait actually walked out. He said to him: "You picked up the child. Naturally, he has your last name, so he is called

He is Zhong Kui (Kui)!

"I can't do it! I can't do it. How can I give my ancestor a name?" Zhong Mingfa was so frightened that he was sweating all over and kowtowed and shouted.

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't matter!" the person in the portrait said with a cheerful look.

When the ancestor spoke, Zhong Mingfa dared not to obey, so he had no choice but to thank him. Just as he was kowtowing, his head hit the earthen wall and he suddenly woke up.

When Zhong Mingfa woke up, he felt that this dream was too real and too strange. He stood up and lit the kerosene lamp on the bedside wooden cabinet. He took the kerosene lamp and went to the main room to check whether the ancestor in the portrait was still there.

This sight really shocked Zhong Mingfa. In the past, no matter how he looked at his ancestors, they always looked fierce. But now his grandma looked completely smiling.

Moreover, this smile was very similar to the one in the dream just now. Zhong Mingfa did not dare to look at it anymore, so he quickly burned incense and worshiped.

Zhong Mingfa still didn't dare to name his child Zhong Kui directly. Instead, he used a homophone font. He spent a few cents to ask scholars in the village to help him read it.

Zhong Mingfa loves Zhong Kui. He holds it in his mouth for fear of melting, and holds it in the palm of his hand for fear of pain.

Of course Zhong Mingfa was overjoyed when he picked up a chubby son in vain. There were many things he didn't expect. After experiencing thousands of hardships, this son would do some shocking things in his subsequent life.

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