On the uneven streets, the old man was chatting cheerfully, and his voice was melodious, reaching thousands of households along the winding streets.
One morning, it started.
Doors opened one after another, and the owner took out the chamber pot and toilet with disdain and handed it to the old man.
The old man didn't mind it being dirty either. After pouring out the yellow and white stuff, he rinsed it carefully and handed it to the owner.
Occasionally, when I meet someone who is kind-hearted and has a better attitude, I will reward him with one or two copper coins.
The old man was cheerful, uttering a few auspicious words and pushing the night scented cart gradually farther and farther away on the uneven road.
The leader of the Theravada Ghost Club, the number one ghost in the Nirvana Ghost Club, King Nirvana, is rumored to have eccentricities.
But no one outside knew that his idiosyncrasy was to disguise himself as a bad old man and collect night fragrance along the street.
It should be noted that there are countless jobs in the world, but this is the dirtiest, most tiring, and most despicable job. Unless you are a widowed, lonely old man with no one to support you, no one is willing to do this job. Going to the streets to beg for food is better than this.
The old man, also known as King Nirvana, after collecting the night incense, went home like an ordinary old man to eat and rest.
There was no killing, no massacre of the city, and no trace of magical power.
After a long time, a figure appeared at the door, "The ghost camel asks to see you."
The old man turned over and said, "I don't mind the bad smell, even though it's been lately."
The ghost camel walked into the broken shed, looked at Nirvana King Ming, and saluted respectfully, "King Ming."
"Come to me, what's the matter?
"The future is unclear, so please ask King Ming for guidance."
King Nirvana sighed, "I heard that you once talked with Guiyuan Sheng and mentioned the idea of 'fighting for rooms'?"
The ghostly hunchback nodded, "Yes."
In fact, that discussion was a key event in the inheritance of two generations of Oni wise men.
"The Zhengxian family was destroyed, and more than half of our ghost tribes in the ten directions were lost. Only then did the ghosts and gods descend, and the Zhengxian descended to earth."
"There is no shortage of rooms in the house now, but the situation is very different."
"You said, someone used to live in Shangfang, but now they are sharing Datongbu with us. You can imagine that it is quite uncomfortable.
The ghosts and gods nodded, most of these people who went to bed were gods who were living in the human world.
King Nirvana seemed to be hungry, so he took out half a piece of cold noodle pancake from his arms, gnawed on it and continued talking.
"Datongpu is no better than Shangfang. It is clean and safe. If one is not careful, one's life will be in danger."
Guishentu was surprised when he heard this, "You mean?"
King Nirvana nodded, "Ghosts, gods and immortals were mysterious and unpredictable when they were aloof. Now, wandering among mortals is like a peacock falling into a mud pit. It has no choice but to hold back its bright glory and is covered in mud."
"Tell me, how come the hunter's sword, gun and medicine cannot kill such a peacock?"
Gui Shen Tong was surprised and asked, "Someone wants to be a hunter and kill gods and immortals?"
"Mortals can't kill gods, but they can do calamity. You think that after ascending to the gods and becoming immortals, you'll be done with it once and for all."
King Nirvana shook his head and sighed, "In fact, that's not the case. The heights at which those immortals are located are surrounded by calamities, just like a dot, and they never stop for a day." "So, they choose to live in isolation to escape the calamities."
King Nirvana had already eaten the cake and felt choked, so he took out half a cup of leftover tea and drank it, spitting out the tea powder.
"When you leave your nest and come to the world, disaster follows you like a shadow, appearing in various forms."
"Do you think that those ghosts and gods have peaceful personalities and have kept a low profile since they came to earth? No, they don't dare to cause trouble."
"If you don't pay attention, you will suffer disaster, and you will be shattered to pieces."
Guishentuo questioned, "I know that there are ghosts, gods and immortals in the family and the Jieqi Hall. Why?"
"To uphold justice for heaven, in other words, to use a tiger's skin as a banner, and no disaster will befall you. This is the title of orthodoxy."
When Prince Nirvana said this, he sighed, "There are too few opportunities like this."
A thought suddenly popped into Guishentu's mind, "Prince Ming, why do you know so much detail?
As a wise man from the ghost tribe, he was not as careful as King Ming.
Looking at the situation of King Nirvana, he is hanging around among the common people and dealing with yellow and white things. It doesn't look like he is planning anything.
"Because I almost took that step, but I pulled away just in time."
King Nirvana smiled and said, "Although existences like me cannot be counted with a palm, I am not the only one."
"Well, the closest one was Wang Fu back then."
Guishentuo was so shocked that there was such a situation, so he deliberately gave up the opportunity.
Looking at the world, whether you are a cultivator or a ghost, if you are faced with the temptation of ascending to immortality, it is absolutely impossible to refuse.
After all, the ultimate goal of spiritual practice is to become a god and live forever.
If there are people or ghosts in the world, they clearly have the opportunity at their fingertips, but they give up the opportunity.
Before today, Guishentuowulu wouldn't believe it no matter what, but now, he does.
"King Ming is saying that there are people like you who see through the weaknesses of the gods and try to take advantage of the calamity to kill them?
King Panming smiled and nodded, "Unknown to others, I often have the urge to grab an immortal and drown it in a bucket of dung."
He laughed and said, "Back then, I gave up my status to become what I am today. Do you think I would like these ghosts, gods and immortals?" According to him, among a group of competitors, the one who sees through them the most is the most powerful.
The truth is, choosing to give up will lead to a second-rate climb to the top.
"Seeing that it's getting dark, I won't stay here. Please leave quickly."
At this time, King Nirvana suddenly drove people away.
The ghosts and gods stood up and bowed respectfully to him, sighing that he was worthy of being the number one existence in the ghost tribe.
This Nirvana Ming King is definitely a terrifying existence comparable to ghosts and gods. What is even more terrifying is that during the entire conversation, he could not find out the slightest bit of horror in the other person. He just wanted to talk to a mortal old man.
Before leaving, King Fanming did not forget to remind Xing him.
"Remember, several Nirvana ghosts who have never died in the past have also perished one after another. When the great catastrophe comes, all traditions will be subverted. In the future, the number of ghosts in the upper body will be reduced to five or six. It is not impossible.
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After sending away the ghosts and gods, King Fanming looked at the large and small holes in the roof of the shed, as if he could look up at the stars in the Cang Palace.
"I'm just counting on this time. If I still can't break through, I'll have to die trapped in this world and become, well, a Pi Jingren."
King Nirvana hummed a ditty, recalling the rare pleasure of shadow puppetry.
Behind the curtain, little shadow puppets held up by small sticks moved their hands and feet, shaking their heads and performing wonderful shadow puppet shows.
As a result, the words they spoke and the movements of their hands were all controlled by the hand holding the stick.
All aspects of life, both inside and outside opera, are within the palm of your hand.
"The gods and ghosts will never die, and they will be reborn in Nirvana."
"Even the upper ghost tribe thinks that they are transformed from the heads of heavenly ghosts, but this is not the case."
"The Heavenly Ghost has no head, and the Nirvana Ghost Department actually evolved from the ghost nature of the Heavenly Ghost."
"Once the heavenly ghosts return and reunite their ghost nature, the Nirvana ghost department will disappear."
"At that time, it will be my only chance to see the truth outside the world with the help of the channels opened by the ghosts."
"I want to be a spectator in front of the curtain, but not a dancing shadow puppet for people's entertainment."