As soon as I finished speaking, there was a pause of about three to five seconds, and then I felt a whirlwind rising from the ground.
The wind roared close to the ground, and then I felt that the temperature around me dropped several degrees.
Then, my mind went blank for a moment, as if I was offline and I didn't know where I was.
When I came back to my senses, I was horrified to find that a dozen vague figures had appeared around me at some point!
I just took a look and found that there are actually quite a lot of graves on this mountain, especially the more you go inside.
These dozen ghosts were almost all from the nearby hills. I originally wanted to ask them one by one, but I didn’t expect that Hao Da was so awesome and shouted out at the top of his lungs.
I gave Hao Da a thumbs up, and then looked at the ghosts around me.
At first glance, there is basically one word: too miserable.
These ghosts seemed to be ignored and ignored. They were men, women, old and young. They were all dressed in tatters and looked sallow and thin, just like a group of refugees.
I took two steps forward and asked, "Is there anyone named Liu Changcheng among you? If so, please come forward."
These ghosts looked at each other and said nothing. They were all embarrassed and seemed very nervous.
In fact, I didn’t even need to ask. The little female ghost next to me came over and said, “No need to ask, he’s not here.”
I glanced at her and thought to myself, I shouldn't have taken this job. How much effort did it take for the old Monument King's mission?
But even though Liu Changcheng is not among these ghosts, I still can't bear to look at them. Every one of them is so poor that his pants can hardly hold his buttocks.
So I took out a few gold nuggets and said to them: "Here is the money for you, take it to buy some food and clothes."
As I said that, I burned the nugget gold. The ghosts' eyes lit up when they saw it, and they rushed up and snatched it all away.
But at this time, Zhu Er shook his head and said, "It's useless if you give them money. At most, they can only buy some food, but not necessarily clothes."
He said that I also know this, because in the underworld of the underworld, you can buy food and some basic things with money, but the material supply is actually very poor.
For example, clothes are rarely sold in the underworld, and they are usually given by family members.
So many times, when we visit the graves of our ancestors and burn paper, we often forget to give them clothes, which results in our ancestors wearing rags and rags. We often go home and ask for clothes in our dreams.
If anyone doesn't understand, you can think back to what I wrote before. My dad asked me for pants and asked for them several times before I gave them to him.
But I often send money, so he is not short of money at all.
Then the only explanation is that even if you have money in the underworld, you may not be able to buy pants.
Therefore, everyone should remember that when going to the grave to burn paper to worship ancestors, you must remember to give two sets of clothes.
If you can't remember it when visiting the grave, remember to give cold clothes to your ancestors during the Winter Clothes Festival, which is the first day of October in the lunar calendar.
Even if you don't give them every year, at least give them once every two or three years. You have new clothes every year in the world, and your ancestors underground also want them.
Just like these ghosts in front of me at this time, they basically have no one to care about them, they have no money, and they have no clothes. They are really pitiful.
But now that I am giving them nugget gold, Zhu Er said that they have no place to buy it at all. This is also true, because they are all corpse-watching souls. Unless someone opens a ghost market nearby, they really have no place to spend the money.
Speaking of which, I actually have a question. If these corpse-guarding souls are wandering in the human world, then their earthly souls have supposedly gone to the underworld. If there really is a ghost market selling clothes nearby, then they went to buy clothes and put them on. Do the earth spirits in the underworld also have clothes to wear?
Or is it that the zombie soul and the earth soul live their own lives, and neither one affects the other?
But I don’t have time to study these now. Giving them some gold is already very good. It’s impossible for me to go back and get a few sets of clothes to distribute to them. I don’t run an aid station.
There are so many poor people, so many poor ghosts in the world, and I can't help them.
At this moment, Fifth Sister Wei suddenly appeared in front of me, looked at me with a smile and said, "It's done. There is a Tu Tu Temple a few miles north of here. I asked Tu Tu Master whether there was one in the past few years. A man named Liu Changcheng disappeared from his residence, but his grave is not here, but by the cave in front."
I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and the little female ghost was also very happy, so we left the hillside and walked towards the cave that Fifth Sister Wei mentioned.
After walking far away, I looked back and saw that the ghosts who had taken the gold nuggets were still where they were, and they kept bowing to us and saying thank you.
This is not bad, I feel like there are rows of words popping up on my forehead.
"Merit value + 1... Merit value + 1... Merit value + 1..."
Without further ado, we soon arrived at the entrance of a cave, and sure enough we saw a lonely grave on the hillside above the cave entrance.
When I walked over and took a look, I saw that there was no tombstone on the grave. The head of the grave seemed to be almost flat. It was estimated that no one had cared about it for many years.
This time, Fifth Sister Wei stepped forward and shouted twice, but no one responded.
The little female ghost looked at the tomb nervously and said that it was almost here and she could feel it.
But no one answered the call at the grave, which meant that Liu Changcheng's soul was not at home.
It should be noted here that every ghost living in the grave is not necessarily at home, because they are free. In addition to some honest ghosts who stay in the graves in a well-behaved manner, there are also some dishonest ones who run around.
Therefore, what we occasionally bump into outside are actually these dishonest ghosts and some lonely ghosts without graves.
It seems that Liu Changcheng is not very honest either.
But this is normal. Liu Changcheng died of drowning. Even the soul of the earth cannot go to the underworld. How could he stay in the grave honestly?
Maybe, he is still waiting in the Songhua River to catch the scapegoat.
Just when I thought of this, there was a sudden gust of wind behind me. When I looked back, I saw a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old, who appeared there at some point.
The little female ghost looked back with joy on her face, ran over and started chirping.
The boy was also quite surprised that he started chatting with the little ghost girl.
As for what they said, I won’t repeat it because the communication between them was not directed at me and did not create a link with me, so I actually don’t know what they were talking about...
I just stood in front of the grave and looked at the two shadows in front of me, as if they were having a conversation.
After a while, the boy nodded towards me, looked grateful, and said thank you.
The little female ghost also looked very happy, and then told me that Liu Changcheng had just rushed back from the temple because he didn't live here at all.
She said that Liu Changcheng had a memorial tablet for his death in the temple, and he usually lived in the temple.
This is a bit interesting. In fact, I have always been curious. After this person dies, if he places a memorial tablet in the temple, will he listen to scriptures and listen to the Dharma in the temple, and receive salvation and guidance.
Now that I see it, I can really do it!
