Seeing this situation, everyone in the room was dumbfounded.
Obviously this was Mrs. Liang who came to apologize to others.
But we had said so many good things before, and she didn't even give in, acting like a dead pig who's not afraid of boiling water.
Why did you change so quickly?
Mrs. Wang over there was also upper body. The two of them were talking to each other, but I didn't have the intention to listen. I raised my head and looked around.
The black mist just now was hovering at the door and did not come in. I couldn't see clearly what was inside.
But looking at this situation, I think it was my old King Bei who took action and sent his men to escort Mrs. Liang over and ask her to apologize honestly.
He was so arrogant and domineering just now, and now he is crying with snot and tears. The contrast is a bit big.
Is my old Monument King really that powerful?
I couldn't help but secretly marvel that at this time the two old ladies had reconciled, holding hands and shedding tears together, just like a pair of good best friends and good sisters.
He Yuchen secretly gave me a thumbs up, and then made some polite remarks and sent the two old ladies away.
I noticed that after the two old ladies left, the black mist at the door disappeared.
Vaguely, I saw what seemed to be two black figures holding chains inside.
In the blink of an eye, the storm disappeared.
Everyone was happy, and the workers were all well, so they quickly resumed work.
The rest was very simple. After repairing the tomb, a lot of paper money and ingots were burned. According to the old lady's request, the house, car, and household appliances were all available.
He suddenly became rich and became a rich man.
The old lady was very happy. When the paper was burning, her old man also came out and thanked us profusely.
He Yuchen and I both saw it, but neither of us said a word. We just looked at each other and smiled silently.
After that, it’s time to take care of the matters of the Immortal Family.
After He Yuchen asked the immortal family to check, he said that there were too few immortals in the old Liang family, far from enough to establish a hall, so he could only establish a Bao family.
In order to prevent future troubles, the order form was written on yellow paper with the corners folded on it, which meant that no more troops would be recruited, and the order would not become a public address in the future.
Those immortal families were a little dissatisfied, but there was nothing they could do about it. It was good to have someone to worship them.
However, I estimate that these immortal families may not be willing to accept it. They will definitely give Aunt Liang Xiaoxia some senses and abilities and let her see some things simply.
As for whether they can really bless Lao Liang's family to get rich and everything goes smoothly in the future, that has nothing to do with us.
On the other hand, Zhao Laowu was very thoughtful. When he saw that the old Liang family's Baojiaxian had stood up again, he also took notice and gave two bags of gold ingots as gifts to ease the relationship.
Otherwise, in this world of ghosts, there are also human beings and sophisticated people, there are also people who bully the weak and fear the strong, and there are also ghost worlds.
After this incident, I became more and more curious about the old Monument King. When I meditated at night, I also tried to communicate with him.
But none of them succeeded.
Sometimes I look at the name on the hall, and I want to communicate with my dad and ask him if he is doing well there.
I was thinking about this when I first took action. In fact, it is not without benefits. At the very least, I can chat with my dad in the future.
It's a pity that I couldn't communicate every time. At most, I could only picture him in my mind. He was wearing black clothes, standing in a dark place, not speaking, and just smiling at me.
I asked He Yuchen, why can’t I always communicate with my dad?
She told me that it was because he had no moral character and was just an ordinary ghost, including my grandparents. Although they had been dead for some years, they all died normally and died of illness.
Such ghosts generally have no moral character and are just little ghosts at best.
If I want to communicate with my dad, I have to work harder to practice and strive to be able to communicate with spirits at will based on my ability as soon as possible.
I don’t understand what it means to practice hard. I can only study the book she gave me when I have nothing to do and work hard to learn professional knowledge.
He Yuchen also asked me to recite scriptures. At the beginning, she asked me to recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra. She said that reciting this can bring blessings and wisdom, escape suffering, and eliminate sins.
She also said that I have a lot of fate in the underworld and reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra would be good for me.
I didn’t know what the benefit was, but I followed her advice and went to Kek Lok Temple to buy a copy of the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures. When I got home, I read it for only a few minutes before I kept yawning, feeling dizzy and drowsy.
After about twenty minutes I couldn't hold on any longer and fell asleep on the bed. It took me two full hours of sleep before I woke up.
I asked He Yuchen, why is this?
She told me helplessly that my sins were too heavy and I had too many enemies and creditors, so I had a particularly strong reaction when I recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
This is also a manifestation of strong karma.
I'm a little confused, what kind of evil did I commit in my previous life, and where did I get so many enemies and creditors?
Then she asked me to recite the Diamond Sutra again. This time I was no longer drowsy, but I still had a great reaction. Every time I recited the sutra, I kept yawning, and my nose and tears flowed together.
Fortunately, after persisting for more than ten days, I got used to it.
I don’t know if chanting is really powerful. I obviously feel that my sensory ability seems to be stronger.
Sometimes when chanting sutras, I can feel something quietly coming around to listen, but I can't see it.
He Yuchen said that this is what Buddhism calls invisible beings.
They are not ghosts, nor are they spirits. They are intangible, but they are real.
Even if it is just a grain of dust, there may be countless sentient beings inside it, forming a world of its own.
I vaguely understand.
Isn’t this what the Buddhists say: one flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi?
When I meditate, I also think to myself, what is the shape of this world, and what is outside the world?
What is the universe?
What is beyond the universe?
At that time, I thought of the words "One flower, one world, one leaf, one bodhi", and I suddenly understood something.
If you use this sentence to explain everything in the universe, it seems very appropriate.
I took this truth I realized and discussed it with Uncle Ma.
He said to me disdainfully: "What a big deal this is. Tao gives rise to one, one gives rise to two, two gives rise to three, three gives rise to all things... Our ancestors have made the truth clear long ago. You kid, follow me to learn Tao, and then If you go to learn Buddhism, are you still my disciple?"
I smiled and said, "Then I can be regarded as a dual practitioner of Buddhism and Taoism."
His eyes lit up and he said, "By the way, I remembered what you said. I recently read a novel on the Internet. The Buddha is the Tao. It's very interesting. You should read it too."
As he spoke, he turned on his computer and told me about the online novel with great interest.
This can be considered... my first contact with online novels.
That book is really good, but I stopped reading it after reading it for a while because it was too long and I was exhausted...
Uncle Ma saw that I was bored every day, so he gave me a job.
Someone also came to ask for help that day, but Uncle Ma was obsessed with online chatting these days, and he didn’t know where he met a female online friend. He was anxious to go to the riverside to meet, so he asked me to handle it.
I asked the man what happened, and he said that his wife disappeared last night.
I said with a straight face: "Your wife is missing. You called the police. What are you doing to us?"
He said with a nervous expression: "She disappeared last night, but she was found this morning."
I was even more unhappy: "If you find her, take her home."
He said with a grimace, "I can't take her back with me. My wife... has climbed into a tree."
I couldn't help but be stunned.
Up a tree? !
Good guy, is his wife a monkey fairy? Why did she bring the tree with her?
