A group of people entered the village directly, attracting many ghosts to come out and watch. However, most of the people in this group were old people, with a few young people and only one or two children.
They all stood at the door and watched curiously. This scene seemed like they were back in Bailong Village.
At that time, there was a long queue at the door of Xiao Yu's house, and the villagers leaned at the door and watched curiously.
However, most of the houses where these ghosts live are small two-story Western-style buildings, which are the paper buildings that Yangshi burned for them.
Most of the ghosts are wearing clothes from when they just died, some are clothes of people, and some are pure white or black.
Most of them are relatives in the Yang world, and they burned some seasonal clothes for them three or five years after their death.
The custom of burning paper clothes for the deceased is only known to the older generation. The younger generation only burns ghost coins for their relatives during festivals, and few people change clothes.
This is also because as the level of science and technology improves, people's exploration of the universe becomes more and more common, and the popularization of the theory of evolution makes people think that humans evolved from apes, and there is no such thing as ghosts. Burning ghost coins for relatives is just an expression.
A kind of remembrance of loved ones.
"Everyone, our village chief is over there, please come with me."
The thin ghost who was standing at the entrance of the village led Xiao Yu and the others directly to a very simple house.
It's just that this paper building looks relatively small and has a relatively simple style. It should have been burned by people in ancient times to commemorate their relatives.
Nowadays, the paper buildings that people can burn for their deceased relatives are getting bigger and bigger, and the floors are getting higher and higher. This is the first time for Xiao Yu to see such a small paper house.
Standing at the door of the house was an old man on crutches. The old man looked a little thin, his eyes were a little cloudy, and his face was covered with wrinkles, like ravines.
A strand of beard hangs casually on his chin, giving him the impression of a waning man.
I still have the long braids of ancient times, and the clothes I wear are still made of fine silk.
The man stepped forward quickly and told the old man who Xiao Yu and the others were.
"The head of Wangjia Village, Wang Fude has met Shangcha."
As soon as he heard that Xiao Yu was a ghost, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and saluted with both hands, looking a little scared.
Although Xiao Yu was a ghost errand, he didn't know what privileges he had except being able to catch ghosts, so he regarded the old man's respect for him as an instinctive fear.
"Feiyu, I'm passing by here. Because I saw the full moon hanging in the sky, I wanted to stay temporarily. I apologize for disturbing you."
Xiao Yu also bowed his hands to the old man and explained his purpose of coming.
"In this desolate place, the land is thin and the families are cold. It is my great fortune in Wangjia Village to be able to come here. Please come in."
After speaking, the old man turned aside and made a gesture of invitation. Xiao Yu and the others did not refuse and walked in directly.
As the old man said, being thin and poor and having a poor family can be said to be penniless.
This paper building has only four walls, a bed, a few tables and stools, and nothing else.
This was the first time that Xiao Yu entered a dead person's house. This kind of house looked weak in the Yang world, but it looked extremely strong in the underworld.
There are white walls on all sides, as if made of fine red bricks, but there is no servant.
"It makes me laugh. We are relatively poor here, so we don't have anything better to entertain you. However, there is a kind of berry that is abundant in the mountains around me. Please try it."
After the old man finished speaking, he walked behind the house with his cane in his hand.
The old man left, and Qinglong immediately surrounded him.
"Xiao Yu, is this kind of house the same paper building we burned for them in Yangshi? It looks good."
Not only Qinglong, but also the two monks next to him were looking around curiously.
"It should be like this. When I was a kid and I went to the market with my grandpa, the paper houses I saw were slightly better than this one. The old man died probably a little longer. The paper houses at that time were probably not as good as they are now, so it looks like
The clothes are relatively simple.”
“It feels exactly like the house we built, and even the decoration cost is saved!
If I die earlier than you in the future, you must burn a few more houses for me, and burn a few more beauties for me, so that I won’t be lonely down there alone.”
Qinglong touched the smooth walls around him and sighed softly.
"Don't worry, I made a note. When you die, I will burn more gold ingots for you, so you can buy as many women as you want."
"It's better to be brothers. I've also made a note of it. If you are killed by someone else one day, I will get you some more."
Qinglong and Xiao Yu stood by the wall. The sound was not loud, but the man from Wangjiacun who had not left could hear it clearly.
He looked at Xiao Yu and Qinglong in shock, and then at the two great monks. Gradually, he also discovered something was wrong.
He has also seen ghost messengers, but when ghost messengers came in the past, they always showed their true colors to people, but these people were surrounded by Yin Qi and could not see their true colors clearly.
And just now he heard what Xiao Yu and Qinglong said about immortality, which gave him a bold guess in his mind that these people were not ghosts, but ghost walkers that had been rumored outside.
Just as the man was making random guesses, the old man came out again carrying a small basket.
"Although we can survive without eating after death, we were used to it when we were alive. We always feel hungry if we don't eat something, so we found this berry. Please try it."
As the old man spoke, he placed the basket on the table, then picked up a berry and handed it to the nearest monk.
"Amitabha, thank you donor."
The great monk stretched out his hand on his chest like a conditioned reflex and recited a Buddha's name.
Hearing the Buddha's name, the old man and the man both asked, but they obviously didn't respond.
But the great monk's Buddha's name made the man from Wangjia Village even more convinced that Xiao Yu and the others were evildoers.
"May I ask some of you, are you ghosts and not dead ghosts?"
The man stood there and directly expressed his question.
"Yes, we are not ghosts, but ghosts who came down from the earth."
Qinglong picked up a berry in the small basket and threw it into his mouth, nodded.
Hearing Qinglong's admission, the old man and the man suddenly became excited. After they looked at each other, they knelt on the ground one after another.
"Wang Fude has met all the masters..."
"Wang Quan has met all the masters..."
Although the old man and the man were ghosts, they had all lived in the earthly world. Now they saw Xiao Yu and others coming down from the earthly world, and of course they were extremely excited.
"Amitabha, I am a compassionate Buddha. Reincarnation does not happen overnight. It takes a long time to wait. Please get up."
The great monk stepped forward and helped the two of them up.
