Jiang Nan is most afraid of the thing in her life - the wooden box under the bed.
When my grandmother was still alive, she said that it was the Kitchen God and should be worshiped with all one's heart. At nine o'clock every night, eat a bowl of red rice, kowtow three times, and recite the mantra three times. When the wooden box turns red, you can make a wish.
Jiang Nan believed it and worshiped the gods every day.
After grandma disappeared, the wooden box really started to move.
First, in the dead of night, there was the sound of soft chewing.
Jiang Nan clutched the last bowl of red rice and knelt in front of the bed, trembling all over.
But just when he was about to make a wish, he heard a chuckle coming from the wooden box.
"Since you have worshiped me, then make a wish, and what price can you pay?"
The "Kitchen God" told Jiang Nan that the eyes, nose, mouth, and life span can all make wishes.
——He gave up his life in one day.
——He gave his left hand on the second day.
——He gave an eye on the third day.
Jiang Nan got what he wanted, but he became more and more panicked about the real world. He wanted to live, but he had nothing left.
"Then give your marriage, all your future relatives, and then give your soul."
So said the "god" who lives in the Paulownia wooden box.
Purpose: Learn to protect yourself before learning to be brave