A gilded altar, fire silk satin, diamond copper stove, soothing incense, and a lot of luxurious things. In the center, there is an ordinary porcelain bowl with scratches, and a bowl full of it.
White rice.
Uncle Fu looked solemn, and carefully took out a jade bottle, dropped five drops of nectar, and added some crypt condensation that was very good for ghosts. It looked like a bowl of ordinary rice soaked in white water was ready.
He solemnly changed into a new set of clean clothes, with the edges and corners ironed to be very smooth. Then he lit the incense stick with his own yang energy, inserted it into the rice bowl, kneaded the cloth with his hand, made a seal, and recited the mantra.
"Everything created in heaven and earth already belongs to man, so it has no roots, neither goes up to heaven, nor goes down to earth. Things are neutral and exist, so that they can be carried out, floated to and fro, and their duty is to rescue the poor in times of crisis.
also."
In front of the altar is a long abyss, which is pitch black and steaming with yin energy.
As the spell was cast, the green smoke from the incense turned into a gurgling trickle, converging into an illusory stream and sinking into the dark abyss below the cliff.
After just a moment, the gravel on the cliff began to fall, the entire cliff seemed to be shaking slightly, and a large group of hungry ghosts spewed out from under the dark cliff like a blowout.
Uncle Fu's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he resisted the idea of interrupting the giving spell and going back to protect Gu Tianxin, and continued to stand there, reciting the spell motionlessly.
Countless hungry ghosts spewed out and covered the ground densely. From the cliff behind, there was a steady stream of hungry ghosts rushing out.
They folded their hands together and held them in front of them. The scattered green smoke condensed in their palms and turned into grains of steaming white rice, which they ate.
The worries in Fu Bo's heart slowly dissipated. He personally tested the contents of the letter from Xian Xian and found nothing wrong. He then abandoned his distracting thoughts and gave with peace of mind.
He knew where these hungry ghosts came from, and a trace of goodwill was aroused in his heart.
When the incense sticks burned out, the hungry ghosts who had received alms all saluted and thanked them. Uncle Fu also showed a smile and bowed his hands.
At this time, he no longer had any utilitarianism, he just simply thought it was good to do this and it was a good thing.
The moment he opened his heart, the distracting thoughts, anger, and demonic thoughts accumulated in his heart, which may later turn into obstacles to his practice and inner demons, turned into wisps of black smoke and flew out among the hungry ghosts.
Here, he turned into a ferocious demon the size of a human head.
Before these demons could shout anything, they saw enough hungry ghosts to fill their sight range...
In just two or three breaths, the demonic head appeared, without even an entity, and was torn into pieces and devoured by the hungry ghosts.
At this time, the hungry ghosts also retreated into the dark abyss and disappeared.
Uncle Fu stood there in a daze, feeling his body and mind smooth and his soul clean, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
In the letter written by Xianqian to the young lady, he did not explain it in detail. He just mentioned it, and it looked like a sentence: "You will be in a good mood if you do good things."
He just wanted to be on the safe side and test it himself first. Unexpectedly, when he was sincere and just wanted to do some good deeds, what he said in the letter actually changed from a polite sentence to a literal meaning.
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His expression became more solemn, and he understood the significance of this change very well.
Those hungry ghosts are originally poor people at the bottom. Most people who know hungry ghosts have little ill will towards them and will instinctively distinguish them from other ghosts. Now, this distinction may be even greater.
And this is Yu Ziqing's original intention. When he is unconscious, he will still have instincts, and those instincts also follow his original intention.
He knew best that he needed to find a way out for these hungry ghosts, not only to open up a way for them to become hungry ghosts, but also to give them a chance to no longer be hungry.
The vast majority of hungry ghosts need charity, but if you only rely on people's goodwill in this matter, it will never last long, and there will always be an inherent gap in that kind of relationship.
If you want to make a relationship stable in the long term, you must bring everyone to the same level as a whole. With a subtle relationship of interest, only after there are comings and goings, the overall relationship will become better and better.
Stable and getting longer and longer.
Yu Ziqing needs everyone to give alms to these poor hungry ghosts once in a while if they have the intention, ability, and simplicity, because he cannot give alms to all the hungry ghosts by himself.
After Fu Bo personally tested it and experienced changes far beyond his expectations, he immediately turned to report to Gu Tianxin.
The impact of this incident will be huge.
…
"The red sun is over and the white sun is rising!"
He almost screamed, his tone full of fanatical slogans, and exploded in the city.
Yu Ziqing pushed open the window of the inn and looked outside. A group of people wearing white robes and holding white flags looked like a funeral procession wearing sackcloth and wearing mourning. They were already strutting through the city before it got dark.
At the city gate in the distance, the city gate guards were huddled around the charcoal stove to keep themselves warm, without even looking here.
The city also seemed increasingly bleak. There were shredded paper and garbage floating on the streets, and there were only a few hurried pedestrians. No one was willing to take a second look at it, and most of them just stayed away from the believers.
Although the town below is still considered a border area, it is already nearly a thousand miles away from the border.
Regardless of whether the high-level officials of the earthquake did not want to take care of it, or simply did not see the situation here, the people in power in the town below definitely no longer have the ability or energy to take care of it.
It is estimated that no city lord will like his own territory, and it will become rampant with believers, the streets will be depressed, the shops will close, and there will be fewer and fewer traders.
Just like Yu Ziqing didn't want that disgusting things like Baiyang Evil Priest would appear one day on the path of hungry ghosts he opened up. He didn't need the hungry ghosts to do anything for him, but he also didn't want anyone to defraud him in his name.
After killing the common people, he went to defraud hungry ghosts.
Of course, this matter cannot be tolerated. If these evil ways cannot be eliminated, there is another way to end it once and for all. They can dig a big hole and wait to kill their Holy Mother.
I started practicing the Way of the Hungry Ghost concurrently because I wanted to develop an anti-fraud method as soon as possible, and directly use my authority to engrave it into the Way of the Hungry Ghost. Whoever uses the method of the Hungry Ghost to make incense sacrifices in the future will be killed.
Skin.
Still thinking about starting a layout and trying to parasitize?
I'll get out the insecticide first, and the road will be blocked for you. Whoever tries it then will die.
Of course, this is the last resort. It hasn't been done yet, and it won't affect Yu Ziqing's attempt to use other methods to kill them now.
After closing the window, Xianqing poured Yu Ziqing a cup of hot tea.
"Young Master, the leader today has already started practicing cultivation. There is a hint of confusion in his voice."
"Did you detect anything?"
"I don't dare to explore at will in the city. I don't have enough control over the domain. I'm afraid that there are experts within dozens of miles who may be noticed. However, I don't need to expand the domain. I also noticed that there are hungry ghosts in the city lord's mansion, and
There is not a single capable monk in the city, which is not normal. This kind of border town, which is not considered an important town, will have at least a fifth-level or even sixth-level expert in charge."
"Can you attract that hungry ghost?"
"He must have been trapped. I'll go with Wu Shuangge tonight."
"good."
At night, those Baiyang cultists became even more aggressive. They looked like they were sleepless. They were dressed in plain linen clothes, reciting scriptures, and walking through the streets outside. No one dared to go out at this time.
Wu Shuangge fled to the city lord's mansion with compassion.
In the huge city lord's palace, it was completely silent at night, with only a few candles lit. Wu Shuangge walked to the dungeon where the hungry ghost was with compassion.
There was no one guarding inside, and there were corpses everywhere in the dungeon. Only one of them contained a skinny hungry ghost, who was locked in a cell sealed with dense talismans.
"Gege, it's up to you." Xianxian pointed to the cell.
Wu Shuangge grasped it with one hand, and a respectful bucket appeared next to him. He opened the lid of the bucket, and wisps of black smoke poured out and penetrated into the shimmering talismans.
In an instant, the light on the talismans flashed rapidly. After a breath, all the talismans exhausted their power and fell down silently.
The hungry ghost curled up in fear and hid in the corner. He walked into the cell and slowly stretched out a hand to touch the other person's head. The hungry ghost slowly calmed down and stared blankly.
Looking pitiful.
After a while, he sighed sympathetically, waved his hand, and the hungry ghost disappeared.
Returned to the inn.
"Young Master, there is indeed a hungry ghost there. She is a little maid in the City Lord's Mansion, who was starved to death in the cell. The City Lord's Mansion was wiped out more than a month ago, and she is still maintaining order in this city.
He must be a fake, the experts here were all transferred away some time ago for some unknown reason."
"During the day, I found that of the four grain stores here, three were closed, and the last one was still open. There wasn't much grain still being sold. I also asked about it, and the price was higher than two months ago.
More than twice that, and the price is rising every day. This is because the owner of that store has some conscience, otherwise he would have closed down to stock up on food."
Yu Ziqing frowned slightly and looked north.
"There must have been something serious about the earthquake, otherwise it wouldn't have been so long and no one here cares. When you reply to Gu Tianxin, please mention it."
"Let Wu Shuangge go out tomorrow and see if those believers will take him to their lair."
…
In a dilapidated thatched house in the city, a woman was kneeling in front of a book of scriptures, reciting the scriptures devoutly. Her face was pale and her lips were bloodless. On the straw mat next to her, a dying man lay.
Next to her, there was a son and a daughter who were reciting scriptures with her.
After four hours of chanting in one breath, the curtains of the thatched hut were opened, and a believer in plain linen walked in. After taking a look at the situation in the thatched hut, he took out a palm-sized bag from behind.
A bowl with half a bowl of slightly thick sweet soup.
The woman stepped forward cautiously, with awe in her eyes, and took the pottery bowl with both hands.
Looking at the less and less sweet soup in the bowl, the woman mustered up her courage and asked.
"Sir, we have recited the scriptures for a total of eight hours today. I have also taught my children. I am absolutely devoted to the Holy Mother. I wonder if I can give more. My children have already fainted from hunger once today. I
The man is also seriously ill..."
"I said that the whole family must serve the Virgin together and recite scriptures, so the whole family must do it together. Although you are the most pious, I can't open my mouth to you, otherwise it will be a violation of the rules." The believer said patiently.
He explained, then pointed to the half bowl of sweet soup and said softly.
"This is actually a lot, and I take good care of you, but the rules are the rules, and I don't dare to change them randomly..."
The believer left, and the woman held half a bowl of sweet soup and handed it to the children who were watching eagerly.
"You go over there and eat first. Mom is not hungry. I'll go see your dad..."
The children had been reading the scriptures for a whole day, and they were so hungry that their eyes were glowing green. They wanted to let their parents eat first, but their hands were out of control.
They held half a bowl of sweet soup and squatted in the corner of the thatched house, sipping bit by bit.
The woman sat beside the straw mat, looked at the seriously ill man above, reached out and touched the other man's face, with tears in her eyes and a hint of madness in her expression.
"Head of the family, you have also heard that our family is the most pious. We can usually eat porridge that won't fall over even when we put chopsticks in it. This is all we can do these days. I can't see them starving to death. They are still young.
, you probably don’t want to either..."
As she spoke, her hands crossed the man's cheeks, pinched his neck, and slowly began to exert force in her hands.
There was some despair and sadness on her face, which finally turned into pious madness.
After a while, she stood up and her expression returned to calm.
"You two haven't had enough to eat. I'll ask the adults for more. Our whole family is the most pious. We have been chanting together for eight hours today. We shouldn't have enough to eat."