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Heaven is ruthless, humanity is sentimental.

In Qian Tang, reincarnation went from the underworld to the human world, so the matter of reincarnation naturally became more humane.

"Since Mr. Hua recommended me, I should have a special destiny."

This is what the divine general who receives the souls of the dead at the Lunchuan Temple said.

Then he took up the divine light, took the old salesman and the Taoist priest who came with him, and flew up into the sky with a yellow tail. The bustling city was like a chessboard scattered at his feet. All the way, the light was fleeting, and when he arrived at the corner of Yingchao Square outside the city, he disappeared and fell into the sky.

One family.

It's said to be a house, but it's actually just a rotten shed, covered with a torn bamboo curtain.

The shed was small and there was nothing there, except for a lifeless woman lying holding a crying baby and sucking milk.

soon.

A dirty sailor opened the curtain and came in, throwing in a few coins.

The woman put down the child, carefully put away the copper, silently picked up her lower garment, and spread her legs.

The sailors rushed over impatiently.

After three seconds of thrusting, there was a groan.

The sailor scratched his crotch and cursed and left, leaving the woman to continue holding the child and looking at the door curtain waiting for the next guest to arrive.

The god pointed at the sucking baby.

"The immortals and Buddhas of the Thirteen Families are compassionate and grant that all ghosts in the Qian and Tang Dynasties, regardless of whether they are wise or foolish, can be reincarnated as human beings regardless of the sufferings of mountains and fires. However, there are many sufferings, many poor, few rich, many bitter, and few sweet.

. Most of the ordinary dead ghosts are reborn in such poor and lowly families. They are the result of neglecting Buddhas and gods and not practicing good deeds during their lifetimes."

Having said that, if you save money to be reincarnated, who would be happy to have a miserable life again in the next life?

"Don't be anxious." The god general twisted his beard and said with a smile, "The fate should be here."

"Evil causes lead to evil consequences, and good causes also have good consequences. Above the suffering sentient beings, there are three classes of people, each of whom casts his or her own merits into the family. Originally, you are not local believers, and there are no names in the merit books of each temple, but there are recommendations.

, then you can replenish it with incense.”

Huang Wei hurriedly agreed; "The kid knows the rules and has already prepared incense to worship."

"This is a big fallacy!" Unexpectedly, the general said with a serious face, "What's the use of asking for incense from gods and Buddhas? The temple uses the incense offered by you to accumulate merit for your good deeds."

Huang Wei was suddenly enlightened and hurriedly asked Li Changan and the old salesman to thank him for his advice.

The god general nodded with satisfaction, regained his divine light, and flew to a small house in Fuguifang with the three ghosts in his arms.

The small courtyard has earthen walls and thatched roof. Although it is simple, it is finally complete and looks like a home.

God will say that the owners of this courtyard are a couple from out of town. The husband is good at making steamed buns and the wife also has weaving skills. The couple have worked hard all day long for many years before they were able to build such a small courtyard outside the city.

, raised two children, lived a tight life, but managed to have enough food and clothing, and even squeezed out some spare money to go to the city to worship Buddha during the holidays.

The general said: "This is a good home."

Huang Wei asked: "If I want to be reincarnated into this kind of family, how much incense will I need?"

The god will stretch out a finger from his wide cuff.

The three ghosts nodded silently, feeling that they still had some strength left.

The divine general shone again, and this time he arrived at a small building facing the street in Dongwazi.

The small building has two floors. The front of the first floor is used as a shop, the back is used as a warehouse, and the owner's family lives upstairs.

The owner of this family is surnamed Fang, and her maiden name is Li. She is a local. Her parents died early, leaving this shop behind. She hired her husband and took over the business. In the past few years, she has done a great job. At the beginning of the year, she also

After inviting Master Zengfu Dharmakaya to come in, the business became more and more prosperous.

"This is the home of the good."

"How much is the incense?"

The general made some gestures in his sleeves again, and the three ghosts looked at each other in confusion.

The divine general didn't ask any more questions, and the divine light came out again, this time falling outside a wealthy family's mansion in Tianmufang in the east of the city.

The high-walled courtyard of this house is very grand. It occupies nearly a quarter of a mile in Qiantang City where every inch of land is available.

Without bothering to speak, Huang Wei first exclaimed: "Could it be from Mr. Zhang's house?"

This family's surname is Zhang. They are famous in the Qian and Tang Dynasties. They have inherited poetry, calligraphy and medical skills. They have been known as virtuous from generation to generation. The head of the family of this generation is even more famous and has a profound understanding of Buddhism. He often sits and discusses Taoism with the eminent monks in the city.

With a high family status, good tutoring, and few premature deaths, this is the "home" that thousands of dead ghosts in Qian and Tang Dynasty love in their dreams.

"This is the home of the best."

Huang Wei asked anxiously: "How many good causes are there?"

God will laugh and not answer.

Well, this store is a living brand in the industry. You can only see it, not buy it.

The three ghosts realized that they were interested and no longer asked further questions. After a little summing up, they gritted their teeth and decided to find a good home for the old shopkeeper.

This amount of money is not a small amount, so the old salesman is inevitably worried and refuses it repeatedly.

Huangwei consoled him: "Brother, why bother to refuse? You are serving as an outpost for everyone, how can you do it so hastily?"

To avoid having to fight with him, I paid the deposit on the spot and agreed to reincarnate tomorrow.

As for today…

"I will be reincarnated tomorrow. From now on, humans and ghosts will be separated. I must practice it for my brother tonight!"

…………

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Xingshanfang in the south of the city has convenient waterways and is close to Wa City. It is one of the most prosperous areas in Qiantang. Unfortunately, the He family's mansion, the first one entering the square from the south gate, is a famous ghost house.

It is said that the young master of this family, whose name is He Te, was obsessed with watching dramas. He behaved inappropriately as a wealthy and noble son, and acted as a knight-errant. His unscrupulous words and deeds angered the ghosts and gods. Not only did the whole family suffer, but this well-positioned company was also affected.

The house has become a dangerous place.

Neighbors all said that late at night, they often saw the miserable fire in the courtyard and heard the wailing in the house. It was the ghosts of the He family who were still lingering inside.

Especially in recent days, it has become even more ferocious, and you can hear the hissing of ghosts in broad daylight.

However, today, a sneaky man came to the secluded back alley of the He family's mansion. He saw that no one was around and quietly opened the ajar back door.

The buildings in the courtyard are dilapidated and the vegetation is deserted. Although it is deserted, it surprisingly does not feel too gloomy.

You can step into the courtyard as a man.

Suddenly a cold wind rose from the ground, blowing in the eyes, rolling up dead branches and leaves all over the ground and "swishing" people's faces. There was also black air in the air, and a hoarse question: "You bold thief, how dare you..."

"Brother, stop here!" the man shouted hurriedly, "It's me!"

The ghostly sound stopped for a moment, then the cold wind subsided, and the black air staggered down, forming the shape of a man.

It seemed that he had drunk a lot of wine, and he stared at the man's face for a while before laughing and slapping the man on the back.

"It turns out to be Bai Yang'er. Why did you take me so long? Come on, come and have a drink."

Without any explanation, he pulled Bai Yang'er all the way through the corridor and the courtyard to the front yard and main room.

The He family is a wealthy family. The main hall was originally elegant and grand, but now it is in a mess. In the middle of the hall, a nondescript fire pit has been built, and a large iron pot has been set up, where broth is being cooked.

Next to it is a large table that was moved from somewhere. It may have been an offering table in the ancestral hall. Now a massacre has been carried out. There are several strips of pork, half a lamb, and a sack with a tight opening. I don’t know what kind of animal is inside.

, still moving slightly.

There were many men in the hall, whether they were humans or ghosts. They were all making noises, drinking wine and eating meat. When they saw a man or a ghost coming in, they all came to say hello.

Bai Yang'er responded one by one, opened his backpack, took out a lot of steamed buns and distributed them.

The steamed bun that one of them got had a few red spots on the surface. He thought it was because the cinnabar was not picked out thoroughly, and he was unhappy about it, but he took a closer look...

"I haven't been beheaded today, how come your steamed buns are stained with blood?"

Bai Yang'er didn't take it seriously: "Xu is from the vendor. When I cleaned him up, some of it got stuck on him."

"He asked you for money?"

"I ate his leopard's guts! I was unhappy at that time and wanted to use him for fun, but I didn't expect, this piece of shit! How dare he hide when I want to beat him?!"

He described in detail how the other party begged and how he used his fists and kicks.

The audience in the hall burst into laughter.

Another man came out from the back of the hall and took his seat.

When Bai Yang'er saw him, he stopped talking, stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and called out:

"Second Master."

This person is none other than Luo Yong, the man who covets the Hua Wengdi store.

He responded with a "hmm" and asked, "How did things go?"
To be continued...