Chapter 3 Strange Necklace

Unconsciously, Zhao Qianyang has come to his door. The small yard is planted with a few rows of green vegetables and low houses. The walls are corroded and mottled by the years, and short grass grows under the wall.

The door is half open and half closed. Zhao Qianyang gently pushed the door and entered. The decoration in the room was very simple, with wooden floors, several chairs, a few cases, and a table with copper pots, pottery bowls and other idle items. Zhao's father was slightly thin in his forties. He was dressed in a gray cloth robe and his black and white hair was very cleanly combed. At this moment, he was sitting leisurely in a chair. When he saw Zhao Qianyang coming back, he said with a calm face and said, "I'm back. I'm not ashamed today."

Zhao Qianyang smiled and said, "Dad, how can I humiliate you again and again? This time I jumped off the edge of the cliff."

Zhao's father questioned, "Really?"

Zhao Qianyang nodded and said, "Well, by the way, Dad, when I entered the town, I saw a giant, which seemed to be a mountain."

"What?" Zhao's father was surprised and said, "You said you saw the mountain, Acheng's father?"

"Well, but I'm not sure. After all, I haven't seen him for more than ten years." Then Zhao Qianyang described the appearance of the giant in detail.

Zhao's father thought for a moment and said, "This should be him. Except for Dashan, I haven't seen anyone grow so tall. This guy's meal can support our family's ration for a day, but Dashan hunting is the best hand in the town. Any fierce beast can only escape when he sees him, the scar on his face. It was left when fighting with the half-demon man.

"Half-demon man?" Zhao Qianyang was puzzled. He knew the existence of some monsters and demons. As for what a half-demon man was, he had not heard of it. After a moment of silence, Zhao Qianyang was considering whether to tell his father about his injury to Acheng.

Zhao's father stood up slowly, looked at Zhao Qianyang from his head, smiled with satisfaction, patted Zhao Qianyang on the shoulder and said:

Zhao Qianyang smiled dryly and was praised by his father. He didn't know what to do. After all, his fear of heights is the same as yesterday, and his method of jumping off the cliff is a little like cheating.

"Yang'er, wait a minute. Dad will give you a gift today, which is left by your grandfather." Zhao's father walked to the inner room after saying that.

Zhao Qianyang wondered: "Grandpa, didn't my grandfather die a long time ago? Why did he leave me a gift?

After a while, Zhao's father limped out of the inner room and touched a self-colored wooden box with his hands. The wooden box was engraved with some strange patterns. Due to the distance, Zhao Qianyang didn't see it clearly.

"Yang'er, kneel down and kowtow to your grandfather." Zhao's father walked to Zhao Qianyang, raised the small box, and said solemnly with a solemn and serious face.

"Well, is this my grandfather's ashes?"

"Don't talk so much nonsense. This is your grandfather's relic. Kn it quickly."

"Oh."

Zhao Qianyang knelt down and kowtowed three times. My heart is full of doubts about the small wooden box.

"Okay, stand up. I'll give you the box."

Zhao Qianyang borrowed the box to observe carefully. This box is definitely made by a master. The pattern lines carved on it are smooth, and the details are also very detailed, which makes people unable to put it down after seeing it. The box is so beautiful that the things in the box must be even more extraordinary.

Zhao Qianyang slowly opened the box, and an unusually exquisite necklace lay quietly in the box. The sun shone in it and the light flowed, and the necklace seemed to be alive.

Zhao Qianyang picked up the necklace and looked at it. The strange blue pendant on the necklace was very beautiful. I don't know what material it was made of.

"Dad, don't you know that I'm a man when grandpa is dying? How can you give me something brought by a woman?"

Zhao's father stamped his feet angrily and said, "What's wrong with the man wearing a necklace? Stop talking nonsense and put it on quickly. I want your grandfather not to wear it for me at the beginning."

Zhao Qianyang reluctantly put on the necklace. When the necklace came into contact with the skin, there was a chill. Then even if his body temperature was equivalent, Zhao Qianyang had a strange feeling, as if the necklace had integrated into his body. By the way, Dad, why didn't grandpa give you the necklace but gave it to me? Remember you told me that Grandpa was only two years old when he died. I shouldn't have been so valued at that time."

Zhao's father sighed and said, "It's not because your father was incompetent and broke his leg at the coming-of-age ceremony. If your coming-of-age ceremony is like me, I have to keep this necklace and pass it on to your son.

"Oh, in that case, the necklace will be ruined if I don't get married."

"Bad boy, how dare you." Zhao's father said loudly, and his eyes were wide and round.

Zhao Qianyang scratched his head with a smile and said nothing.

On the road under the cliff, eight people take turns to carry Acheng's body. The night outside the town is very dangerous. If no one cares about him, the next day, the giant may become a pile of white bones.

On the way, a giant came from afar and seemed to be more than three meters high. The eight people opened their mouths in surprise. Compared with the giant, Acheng suddenly smiled a lot. They noticed that the giant was coming this way.

"Oh, my God, it's not a demon to grow so tall."

"Fool, how dare the devil appear in front of so many people? Besides, there has never been such a big man in our town."

"You mean Acheng's father Dashan, but it's a pity that he has been missing for so long."

A man carefully observed the giant who gradually walked in and said, "Do you think he looks like a mountain?"

"I think it's a little similar. Although it's been so long, I still have some impression of him because of the huge size of the mountain."

"Is the mountain back?"

"Maybe. Let's leave it alone and wait until he goes there."

Dashan took a big step, two or three steps against ordinary people. In a blink of an eye, he came to the eight people. His broad and tough figure and the shocking scar on his face made the eight people suddenly feel great pressure, and they couldn't help stopping.

Dashan glanced at them faintly and stopped, "He is Acheng." The voice is as thick as thunder.

"Hmm. It's Acheng."

"Why is he hurt?" Dashan wrinkled his head, his face showed anger, and his eyes stared at everyone, and a sense of evil appeared invisibly.

Under his gaze, eight people shivered, and a cold wind hit their backs.

"It was hit by Zhao Qianyang."

"Yes, we stopped, but we didn't."

"Zhao Qianyang, very good, Acheng, just give it to me." Dashan's anger gradually faded, reached out to take over the unconscious Acheng, put his back on his shoulder, and turned back the same way.

Several people breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them suddenly remembered something: "We forgot to ask him if he was a big mountain, or Acheng would let him take it away."

"What's the use of asking, can't you stop it?"

Ten years later, the town has changed a lot, but the mountain can still find his home, which is made of large stones, more than four meters high. Except for his home, there is no such house in the town.

Dashan pushed two tall wooden doors. He didn't enter. Seeing everything in the courtyard, he touched the scene and sighed.

"Is Acheng back?" A slightly fat woman came out of the house, in her forties, but she was only about 1.7 meters tall.

After seeing the mountain, the city mother was stunned. Looking back on the memory of ten years ago, his heart was full of excitement and resentment. However, he immediately observed Acheng on the shoulder of the mountain and hurried forward and asked eagerly, "What's wrong with him? How did he attend the coming-of-age ceremony?"

"I don't know." Dashan replied faintly, and then went straight to the house and ignored the woman.

The city mother followed and asked, "Would you like me to find a doctor?" I think the city is seriously injured.

"No, I have a way." Dashan replied faintly.

The city mother stood there, and her husband, whom she had not seen for ten years, seemed to miss herself at all.

"What can you do? You are not a doctor. I want to ask you where you have been for so long?"

"Don't worry about this. Remember to close the door when you go out."

The mother of the city shed tears aggrievedly, silently walked out of the room and closed the door.

"Don't eavesdrop, or you will regret it." Dashan's voice came from the room without any emotional tone.

When the city mother heard this, she suddenly lost her soul, slowly left the door, squatted on the ground and cried bitterly, feeling like the most aggrieved woman in the world.