C6 The owl-god is not ill but ill when he preaches for food

For the whole winter, the only green color in Sanchuan was the bean sprouts. It wasn't too cold where the beans were planted, but that was on the premise that the southwest wind didn't blow through the sentries on the Chicken Cry Mountain.

Once that knife-like southwest wind passed the entrance of the sentry, it instantly rushed into Sanchuan. It became a ferocious tiger, a seagoing dragon, and it was especially savage and ravaged Sanchuan's sea of beans time and time again.

At night, the southwest wind was even more violent. Roaring in the dark, howling outside the window all night long, as if at any moment it would tear the house and the earth apart.

In the middle of the night, near the bridge river, there was a house with its own family. The house was still lit, and from a distance, it looked like a lighthouse in the dark sea.

If one were to listen carefully, one would be able to faintly hear the cries of children when they heard the angry roars of the wind.

The one with the light on was surnamed Peng, and the one crying was a grandson of the Peng family who had just been born a hundred days ago. His name was Jin Kui. Jin Kui's hundred year old banquet had just ended yesterday, and it had been lively for an entire day. Jin Kui had always been a good boy. A relative from his grandmother's family brought him a silver Bodhisattva, a hat chain. Among them, Jin Kui's grandmother had even specially found a hundred houses and asked for a hundred families. She bought a hundred houses with a silver lock for Xiao Jin Kui to wear on his neck.

There was also someone who understood the situation a little bit more and had calculated it for Xiao Jin Kui. He said that Xiao Jin Kui was water lifeforms and that gold could make water. If Xiao Jin Kui was able to carry a bit of metal with him, then it would definitely benefit Xiao Jin Kui.

The three relatives gathered together and happily celebrated a one hundred year old feast. They never thought that on the second night, the originally obedient Xiao Jin Kui would suddenly start crying in the middle of the night.

"Little Gold Kui doesn't cry, Little Gold Kui doesn't cry …" Little Gold Kui's mother sat on the bed as she hugged Little Gold and lightly patted Little Gold, and she couldn't stop her mouth from coaxing the child.

"Did something scare you?" Grandma, a short old woman in a gray, old sweater, was standing by the bed.

The daughter-in-law lightly shook her head and whispered, "No! "Since last night, I haven't been out, and there haven't been any loud noises around!"

Grandma pulled at her coat and looked anxiously at Xiao Jin Kui, who was crying and screaming in her mother's arms. She stroked her white hair and said, "I'll have to look for Mister Zi to take a look tomorrow!"

The next morning, when the light of the sun reached Old Peng's house, Old Granny and Little Jinkui left with their mother. They went against the river at the end of the bridge and headed towards the east to find Mister Zi.

This was a small path, and on both sides of the road were withered grasses that had been beaten by the frost. The morning wind carried the icy coldness of the previous night, causing one's entire body to tremble. Xiao Jin Kui cried for the entire night last night, and now he was finally quiet as if he'd fallen asleep.

The house Mr. Zi lived in was not considered big, and there were two evergreen longan trees in the yard. The door was made of wood, and it had been open for a long time.

Grandma led the way, and the mother followed, and the two of them went in one after the other.

Mr. Zi was reading in the reception hall. The entire reception hall was tidily and neatly arranged, but the furniture arrangement was especially simple.

"Mister Zi!" Grandma came in through the door and greeted him.

"Alright, take a seat first!" At this moment, Mister Zi was holding a brush and writing something down. When he heard someone call out to him, he raised his head to take a look and then signaled the two of them to sit down.

"Put the child down first!" Grandma said to her daughter-in-law, reaching out her hand to pick up the child.

The daughter-in-law quickly shook her head and lowered her voice. "He seems to be asleep. Put him down for fear of waking him up!"

Hearing this, Grandma also nodded her head, and then said, "Then why don't you take a seat and carry him on your back for the rest of the journey!"

The daughter-in-law quickly shook her head and replied, "I'm fine, I'm not tired!"

While the daughter-in-law was talking, Zi had already put down his brush and got up to pour them each a cup of tea.

"If you have anything to say, please sit down and let us know!" Mister Zi said to the two of them.

"Mr. Zi, this grandson of mine is pretty good to begin with, but after a whole night of crying and quarreling, we came to invite you to take a look!" Grandma quickly said. The rural people were clean and efficient in their speech, so my grandma didn't stand on ceremony with Mr. Zi and went straight to the door.

Mr. Zi quietly listened to what his grandma had to say and asked, "Did you have diarrhea?"

"I didn't have diarrhea, and I wasn't scared. I just kept crying, Mister Zi!" The mother, who was carrying the child on her back, said.

"Mhmm!" Mr. Zi nodded and stood up. He said to the mother who was carrying the child, "I'll look at the child first!"

Hearing this, Grandma also quickly stood up. It was cold outside, so he covered the child's head with a thin silk scarf to keep it warm and keep it from freezing when they came all the way here. At this moment, when Mr. Zi wanted to look, Grandma rushed over and pulled the scarf off the child's head.

A hundred days later, a small face the size of a duck's egg appeared before Mr. Zi's eyes. It was a child that had lasted for over three months. Mr. Tzu looked at it, then let the child's grandmother cover it, then went back to his seat and picked up a brush and a piece of white paper.

"The child hasn't had any problems with other areas. Let me see his eight words. Tell me about the date the child was born." Mr. Tzu said.

When his grandma heard this, she quickly told him about the date and date of his childhood. Mr. Zi wrote it down as he listened, and by the time she finished reporting, the eight characters had already been written out on the white paper.

In the year 10 – 10, the month of Hengshan, the day of Nonshenri, and the time of Hengzi, these were the eight words spoken by little Jin Kui.

The Chinese and Japanese characters represented the person. It could be seen from Jin Kui's eight characters:

Jin Kui's plunder is the Gui Shui of the Year Pillar; the Gengjin on the Moon Pillar and the Time Pillar is the Xiao Jin Kui Offset Seal.

Gold Life Water was an imprint that used Geng Jin as Little Gold's life. However, it was Yang Jin's Life Water, a partial imprint.

Looking at it simply, Xiao Jin Kui's eight words weren't weak.

"Has the child been through anything important recently?" Mr. Zi asked as he looked at the eight words on the paper.

"Big matter? The day before yesterday, we organized a feast for him! " Grandma said truthfully.

Mr. Zi nodded, then asked, "From that day on, did the child have any changes to his body, such as wearing something extra?" asked Mr. Tzu.

"The child's grandma gave him a hundred silver chains, but he's always been with us!" The child's grandmother continued.

"A hundred silver locks? Do you have it with you now? Hurry and take it off, let me see! " asked Mr. Tsukiko.

Hearing that, the grandma hurriedly went to get the hundred locks off the child's neck. With that, the child immediately woke up and began to cry out loud.

"I'm definitely hungry. Mom, come and take care of the child. I'll feed him!" The mother said to the grandmother, who quickly came over and took the child off her back straps. Then she said to the mother, "Go out and feed the child! Don't argue with us! "

When the mother heard this, she immediately nodded and left.

"There are two big longan trees in the yard, and there are seats under the trees. "It's good for the child," Mr. Zi said.

After the mother left, Zi took the hundred locks from the child's grandma, looked at them carefully, and said, "This child is crying because of this one hundred locks!"

When the child's grandma heard this, she had a puzzled expression. This was a tradition of the 18 officials of Sanchuan Jiuwan. Every family had a child who didn't bring a 100 locks, so how could they give away a 100 locks?

"Mr. Zi, someone told me that this child has a life of water. Isn't it good for the child to bring a hundred locks?" The child's grandmother asked doubtfully.

"That's right, from the surface! But if you carefully look at his eight words, you will know that if you continue to bring these hundred locks on, it will be equivalent to harming him! " Seeing the confused look on the child's grandmother's face, the child continued to explain, "There is a saying that goes, 'The partial seal can't be treated,' and 'The Xiao God can't be treated,' so there are two partial seals in the child's eight characters, and neither of them can be restrained. That is why the partial seal can be turned into the Xiao God!"

Although the child's grandmother didn't understand, she firmly remembered what Mister Zi said and kept nodding her head.

Mr. Zi used a brush to circle the two gold taels, and then he also circled the pillars on the pillar, and then he said, "There are already two Xiao Gods, and now they have the Western Gold, the Golden for Xiao, and the Earth Gold for Three …" It had to be known that the strength of the Earth Branch Three Classes was greater than the power of the Earth Branch Six Paths and the Earth Branch Three Paths. This way, the power of gold would be extraordinary. The Xiao God is snatching food, he's not sick, he's also suffering from disasters! "

Mr. Zi's words were so serious that the children's grandmother became more and more frightened. She quickly asked, "Mr. Zi, what do we do now?"

"Metal tools and the like will never be good for this child! Never wear it on your body! This must be remembered! " Saying that, he took a sip of tea and continued, "The luck, small luck, and Fleeting Time are things I'm not afraid of expelling. Oh, right, has this child been named yet?"

"Yes, yes, he's called Jin Kui!" The child's grandmother quickly replied.

"Jin Kui? You even dare to take the name Gold? Wasn't this just encouraging the child Xiao Shen's arrogance? Stupid, stupid! " Mr. Zi became excited.

"We don't understand Mr. Zi. There was an uncle in the family who had read books on the theory of destiny for several years and gave him this name!" The child's grandmother said truthfully.

"You dare to randomly give a name to a book that has a few years of history! Isn't this harming others!? " There was a hint of anger in Mr. Zi's voice.

"What should we do now, Mister Zi?" The child's grandmother became anxious and quickly asked.

"We can't call you 'Jin Kui' anymore! And I won't be able to bring any of his metal or silverware with me! " As Mr. Zi spoke, he opened the book on Guan Sha, and said, "I want to see how this child's Guan Sha is …"