Chapter four hundred and forty seventh black and white impermanence
On a full-moon night, the lake water pours in and washes the grottoes, making a sweet tinkling sound, like a harp, a lute, a flute, a flute, a xun, a drum, and a chime.
Sometimes it's as fast as a heavy rain pounding against the window, sometimes it's as gentle as the spring breeze blowing through the willows, and it's melodious and melodious, making people fascinated and intoxicated.
Zhang Xiaozu and others experienced the wonder of Taiyuan Lake for the first time. They ran here and listened for a while, then ran there and listened for a while.
People in the North Second City had not heard music being played in Taiyuan Lake for a long time. They missed it so much that after hearing the news, they came to the lake to listen to the music and admire the moon.
It's a pity that today is July 15th, the festival of the underworld. People did not dare to stay outside for a long time and left early with sighs that they could not enjoy themselves to the fullest.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, a dark wind suddenly rose.
rub rub rub
Tianwu Taoist was in front, Zhang Xiaopeng was behind, walking on the quiet and deserted street.
There is a pile of ashes in front of every house on the street, left by the owners after burning the paper money.
In Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes, wherever the streets were empty, they were clearly crowded.
Especially in front of the paper ashes at the entrance of each courtyard, there are circles of people. They keep sniffing deeply into the paper ashes, with expressions of enjoyment on their pale faces, as if there is something they like in the paper ashes.
smell.
The people Zhang Xiaozu saw were naturally not living people, but ghosts from the underworld, that is, ghosts.
Today is the Ghost Festival, and Taoist Tianwu will not fight against these ghosts who have broken into the world of the dead.
Zhang Xiaozu saw the ghosts sniffing the paper ashes with expressions of enjoyment, and finally left happily with a smile on their face. Although he didn't know what was in the paper ashes that attracted these ghosts, it still made him feel ashamed and sad, feeling that he was like a big cow.
I should go back to Liujia Village to burn some paper money for everyone.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaozhu had an urgent desire to return to Liujiacun, and wanted to see if the villagers had returned from the underworld tonight.
"Yin and Yang are separated from each other, and humans and ghosts have different paths. Don't think wildly and have evil thoughts." Taoist Tianwu felt Zhang Xiaozu's mood swings, guessed what he was thinking, and immediately reminded him.
"Yes." Zhang Xiaozhu's heart trembled, and he shook his head to get rid of the messy thoughts.
Tianwu Daoist brought Zhang Xiaopou out tonight because he wanted to take this opportunity to tell Zhang Xiaopou about the underworld, so that he could gain some knowledge and look down on the separation between life and death.
"Three things usually happen after a person dies." Tianwu Taoist said:
"The first type: the soul is scattered and completely disappears from heaven and earth."
"The second type: the ghost lingers, remaining in the world and turning into an evil ghost."
"The third type: the soul enters the underworld and goes to the underworld."
"There are three situations that occur when a soul enters the underworld."
"The first type: The sins in the previous life were serious and they were sent to the eighteenth level of hell to be tortured. Those who committed the most heinous crimes may even have their souls knocked away directly."
"The second type: entering reincarnation and reincarnation."
"The third type: those who cannot enter reincarnation for some reasons, or have extremely high cultivation qualifications, are valued by the ghost kings, ghost generals, etc. of the underworld and stay with them. These people will stay in the underworld and live in the underworld, but this kind of people usually
There is nothing like it. Therefore, behaviors like burning paper money during festivals are basically just for psychological comfort. First of all, the underworld has its own transaction currency, so how can it be possible to pick up human paper ashes and use them without losing the price?"
"Secondly, after death, most people will enter the six realms of reincarnation soon and come back to this world with a new look. Everyone will live under the same sun again. Who are you insulting by burning banknotes?"
"To give you the simplest example, if you had descendants in your previous life, they would have burned paper money for you somewhere tonight. Can you collect it and use it?"
"" Zhang Xiaopou laughed dumbly, but he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart when he thought that his descendants from his previous life had burned paper money for him.
"Then what are they doing?" Zhang Xiaozu asked curiously, pointing to the ghosts sniffing around the paper ashes.
"These paper ashes contain the wishes of Yang people, which are the prayers of the people who burn the paper money when they burn the paper money, or for blessings for peace, for blessings for getting rich, or for blessings for marrying a beautiful wife, etc., etc., their prayers
Prayer will turn into weak wishes condensed on the paper money, and these wishes are a great tonic for these ghosts." Tianwu Taoist explained.
"Actually, our Taoist sect's spirit-seeking technique is a spell in this area. It uses the powerful mental power of our cultivators that is far beyond ordinary people, or simply uses Yangshou to exchange for the power of the strong men in the underworld."
"So that's it." Zhang Xiaozhu nodded in understanding, then looked stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses and asked in surprise: "Does that mean these ghosts don't know these hosts at all? They just happened to pass by and picked up some wishes.
force?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Taoist Tianwu shook his head and said, "Like those who have been sent to the eighteenth level of hell and cannot enter reincarnation. After they sense the wishes of their relatives, the prison boss or jailer who guards them will usually let them go.
They go to collect the power of their vows, and then they give the power of their wishes to the cell boss or jailer to reduce the punishment or shorten the time in prison.”
"Is this okay?" Zhang Xiaozhu was dumbfounded.
Tianwu Taoist smiled and nodded, and said: "So if a relative or friend who did not do anything in front of you dies, you must remember to burn more paper money for him during the holidays, maybe it will make him suffer less."
Zhang Xiaozhu's heart suddenly brightened, because all the people in Liujia Village were kind-hearted, and they must have been reincarnated long ago.
"So the incense cannot be burned randomly, and the paper cannot be burned randomly. If it attracts difficult little ghosts or evil ghosts who stay in the world, it will be troublesome." Tianwu Taoist said.
"Master, what do you think about the three days and the first seven days of coffin suspension?" Zhang Xiaozu asked curiously.
"The coffin is suspended for three days, firstly, to avoid the possibility of suspended animation. Otherwise, the person would be buried in a hurry as soon as he dies. If the death is suspended, then the person will be buried alive. Secondly, it is to give relatives and friends time to say goodbye to the deceased."
"The first seven are the seventh days after death. There is a saying that the first seven souls return to each other at night."
"It takes a total of seven days for the ghosts after death from entering the underworld to the underworld and then to the sentencing. After the sentencing, the ghosts have a chance to return home. Most of the ghosts will choose to go home to take another look and have a good meal before going on their way. After being sentenced,
The ghosts in hell take the opportunity to absorb more wish power, so that they can go to hell to deal with ghosts, and the ghosts who have been extremely wronged can also take the opportunity to take revenge." Taoist Tianwu explained everything to Zhang Xiaopou in detail.
Zhang Xiaozhu was about to speak when his eyes suddenly trembled as he looked at the street ahead. He saw two figures, one black and one white, walking out of the darkness at the end of his field of vision.
One was pale, smiling, tall and thin, and spoke with a long tongue.
One has a dark complexion, a ferocious look, and is broad and fat.
Both of them were wearing shackles and handcuffs, making a squeaking sound when they walked.
"Black and white are impermanent?!" Zhang Xiaozhu stared at the black and white figure walking towards him and exclaimed with his eyes widened.
In his perception, Black and White is an evil spirit that threatens people's lives. At this moment, he actually ran into him on the street, and he was so scared that he was covered in white hair and sweat.
"Heibai Wuchang is the ghost general of the underworld, seducing souls and demanding lives, rewarding good and punishing evil." Tianwu Taoist said.
"Hei Hei Wuchang has never met Master Tianshi!" Ten steps away from him, Hei Hei Wuchang suddenly stopped and saluted Master Tianwu respectfully.
Taoist Tianwu nodded.
The two ghosts will take steps and move forward.
"" Zhang Xiaopou was speechless in surprise. He suddenly felt that Tianwu Taoist was so handsome that ghost generals had to bow respectfully when they saw him.
Tianwu Taoist said: "We Dao Sect disciples often deal with black and white impermanence. When you reach the level of Taoism, you will naturally know it."
"Since there is black and white and impermanence, is there also an ox-headed horse face and a judge?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked curiously.
"Yes." Taoist Tianwu nodded, "Each underworld has a ghost emperor who sits in charge. Under the ghost emperor, there are several ghost kings. Under the ghost king are the four judges and the ten ghost generals. The four judges and the ten ghost generals are just official positions, not that they are official positions.
There are only four and ten ghost generals in total. If not so many people died in one day, they would have been exhausted."
"Is the Ghost Emperor equivalent to the saint realm of us cultivators?" Zhang Xiaozu asked guessing.
"Yes." Taoist Tianwu nodded, "The ghost king is equivalent to the star realm, the judge's strength is between the stars and the ninth heaven, and the ghost general is equivalent to the ninth heaven realm."
"How many underworlds are there in the underworld?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked.
"I don't know the exact number, but at least there are a hundred and eighty." Tianwu Taoist said.
Zhang Xiaopou couldn't help but be speechless. If one underworld is controlled by a ghost emperor, doesn't the one hundred and eighty underworld mean that there are one hundred and eighty ghost emperors?
"Let's go, my teacher will take you to the underworld." Tianwu Taoist waved his sleeves, rolled up Zhang Xiaopeng and flew forward.
"Is that okay?" Zhang Xiaozhu asked nervously and expectantly.
"Today is the Ghost Festival, and the underworld is lightly guarded. You can sneak in and have fun, but we must come back before the Yin Gate is closed," Tianwu Taoist said.
"When will the vagina close?" Zhang Xiaozu asked.
"Three o'clock midnight."
"There's still one hour left," Zhang Xiaopou said, and then he couldn't wait to ask: "Are we also going to the underworld through the underworld?"
"Yes." Taoist Tianwu nodded, and then warned: "When you get to the underworld later, no matter what you see or hear, don't have too many emotional fluctuations, so as not to leak out your Yang Qi and reveal your identity." (https:)