Qinling Mountain Guardian

My name is Long Jiu, a child who grew up in the mountains. The third grandfather is the most famous hunter in the village. He can kill a blind bear with a hunting knife, and he can pile up a mountain of prey skins in a year. Until he went to Pilong Ridge. Those are taboos in our mountains - man-eating sparrows, two-headed black snakes, giant rats as big as cats. After the third grandfather came back from Pilongling, he broke his shotgun and became a pharmacist. No one knows what happened to him up there. Only people said that the thing on his body was bitten off by a monster. The third grandfather is indeed childless. Don't ask me how I got here, anyway, I look nothing like him. In the winter when I was three years old, a strange man with corpse spots on his face and body stench opened the door of my house and said, "Help me." Third Grandpa refused. The man pointed at me and said, "Help me to save your grandson." The third grandfather stared at him for half an hour and shed tears that he had never shed in his life. Then he left and went to Pilong Ridge. Half a month later, he came back - covered in blood, his eyeballs were gone, and he was only breathing. From then on, he went crazy, facing Pilong Ridge, sometimes crying, sometimes laughing. Later, the third grandma left, and the third grandpa entrusted me to the village chief, leaving a message: "Jiuwazi, we will meet again in twenty years." Then he disappeared into the mountains. I've been waiting. Twenty years is almost here.