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My name is Qin Guang and I'm a Daoist Priest. I'm rather famous, and the reason I was forced into this business was due to me mentioning a few things from my childhood …

I was born in a remote village in the mountains of southern China, called Nanping Village. The village was separated from the town by a mountain, and there was no road to buy things.

Even in 1991, the year I was born, there was no health clinic in the village, only midwives, as we called it, or midwives.

I was the only midwife in the village, Aunt Liu, to deliver the baby.

The moment I was born was the last moment before dawn.

According to Aunt Liu, when I first landed, I didn't cry. The big boss with his mouth opened couldn't make a sound.

Aunt Liu thought I was choking on amniotic fluid, but she held me back and wanted to straighten me out. Just as she wanted to hit my butt, the photo of that day showed me, and I started crying.

Because this kind of situation wasn't strange, Aunt Liu didn't pay much attention at the time and called my dad in. After congratulating him, she was about to leave.

Who would have thought that as soon as Aunt Liu left the house, my dad would chase her out in a hurry and stop Aunt Liu.

"Aunt Liu, quickly let me see this. It's a bit strange."

At that time, my father practically used a broken voice to speak to Aunt Liu. Aunt Liu rubbed her sore eyes and immediately ran in, taking me from my mother.

After flipping over my small body, I discovered that there was a small black palm print at the back of my body. Aunt Liu rubbed that piece of skin, frowned, and said to my father, "Rich, give me some glutinous rice!"

"Hey, hey, okay. Just you wait!"

Taking the glutinous rice from my father, Aunt Liu grabbed a handful in her hands and muttered some incantations. Her voice rose and fell, appearing somewhat strange under the dim yellow light. She bluffed my parents so much that they didn't even dare to breathe.

After saying that, Aunt Liu pressed the glutinous rice onto my neck, which immediately made a "chi chi" sound. He opened his hand and the glutinous rice in his hand turned black.

Aunt Liu opened her arms, and my parents' breathing quickened. People in the village weren't afraid of snakes or wolves, they were only afraid of superstitious things.

Although my father was very scared, he still bravely kneeled down in front of Aunt Liu. If my mother hadn't just given birth to my body, she would probably have also knelt down with my father.

"Aunt Liu, I know you have some abilities. You have to save the child. When the time comes, I'll give that old female pig of mine to you. You have to save the child."

My father spoke to Aunt Liu in a sobbing tone. My father was a pitiful father and mother, and my father could be considered a tough man, but because of this, he started to cry. Aunt Liu quickly made my father get up and said: "Fengyu, what kind of words are these, would Aunt Liu let the child go? Don't worry. From what I see, this thing that is tied up with a child probably has something to do with that beautiful woman who had miscarried a while back. I will do my best. You can rest assured. "

With that, Aunt Liu returned me to my mother, then turned around and started rummaging through her backpack.

My father walked to the door and closed it tightly. On one hand, it was early in the morning and he was afraid of being seen by the people of the village, and on the other hand, he was afraid that Aunt Liu would run away.

I can't say that my father is a coward, I can only say that he is full of love.

After playing around with it, Aunt Liu took out a broken cloth doll, a few silver needles, and a stone that looked like an egg.

No matter who Aunt Liu went to deliver the baby at home, she would carry such a bag on her back, but she had never used it before.

Aunt Liu naturally saw through my parents' worry, so she explained while arranging the things: "The timing of Swallow's birth was wrong, it was born at the time when the yin energy was at its peak, but don't worry, Aunt Liu will help you give that thing away, and your child will have nothing to do with it."

While Aunt Liu was talking, she took some blood from my mother's index finger with a silver needle and wiped my body with a towel. She wrapped the cloth around the doll, stuck the needle into the doll's head, and finally stuffed the egg-like stone into the doll's mouth.

My father was also a curious person, so he couldn't guess what happened, so he panicked. He didn't think about interrupting Aunt Liu's actions, so he asked, "Aunt Liu, if you're not giving this to kids, why are you making babies?"

Aunt Liu wiped off the sweat on her forehead and replied: "This doll is being wrapped with dirty stuff, it's going to get its body taken away, even if your child can survive in the future, it won't be three years old. I made a fake doll and coaxed that stuff all the way to here, your child won't have any problems, don't ask me, don't affect me later, I really don't have anything, if I get distracted and you get into trouble, don't blame me."

When my mother heard this, she glared at my father, and then the two of them looked at Aunt Liu without moving.

Aunt Liu took out a red needle and directly stabbed it into my body. You have to know, that was a sewing needle. My parents originally wanted to go up and stop them, but before they could even say anything, they were so shocked that they shut their mouths.

The moment the needle was pierced, the sound that came out from my mouth was the sharp and ear-piercing cry of a cat. The continuous shouts gave rise to goosebumps.

The moment this voice was heard, even Aunt Liu was frightened. However, she could be considered to be someone who had seen the world, so she immediately recovered her composure. She pulled out the needle and stabbed it into the head of the cloth doll at an extremely fast speed.

At this moment, a cold wind blew in the small room without any warning. One must know that it is impossible for a woman to have children without being exposed to the wind. My father had already sealed the house for four to four weeks.

The oil lamp flickered in the wind. Aunt Liu's shadow was getting stranger and stranger in this flickering environment, making people's hair stand on end.

She walked over to the oil lamp, kowtowing as if she was worshipping a god, and said, "I know you're wronged, they didn't provoke you, go, go, I'll help you burn incense and pray for you, letting you reincarnate as soon as possible, let's go."

Needless to say, with every bow, the lamp lit up a bit. After three kowtows, the oil lamp regained its original brightness, and the cold wind that was rising from the ground dissipated.

Then Aunt Liu wrapped the doll in cloth and used the needle to take my mother's blood. She dyed the thread red and sewed it up.

After everything was tidied up, Aunt Liu handed the cloth bag to my dad and told him, "Rich, this cloth doll, you have to find a place to bury it well. Remember to add two sticks of incense and some paper money, so as to not let that sexy daughter-in-law of hers know about it.

"Also, you must remember that a child cannot be given a big name until he is eight years old, nor can he be registered as an account holder."

My dad was about to ask why, but Aunt Liu waved her hand and interrupted him: "Don't ask so much, I'm not going to hurt your family!" Without waiting for my father to say anything, he hurriedly opened the door and left.