Although Goddess Zhang offered the method of complaining, she was actually very conflicted in her heart.
"The ugly thing is ahead. There are great risks in filing a negative report. No one knows what will happen after the negative report is submitted.
Maybe God will call your soul to ask questions, but maybe God won’t. It's not a good thing for you two ordinary people to have your soul separated from your body. You might get sick or even not be able to come back.
This method was introduced to me, but I have never used it.
Likewise, my master has never used it.
When he was teaching me, he specifically told me not to do this unless it was a big deal, otherwise I would get into trouble and I wouldn’t be able to get rid of it.
Because your Yin shape may not be accurately presented to the City God or other Yin Division gods. If you are intercepted by some shady kid, you won't be able to get rid of it with just one or two words.
It is said that the King of Hell is very difficult to deal with. I believe you understand this truth. Even if the negative shape is intercepted, it is not necessarily a negative difference, and the problem is even greater.
So, are you sure you want to sue? "
At this moment, Mrs. Li was like a drowning person grasping for a life-saving straw. Although her expression was sad, she was extremely determined: "No matter what method, as long as I can find my son, I am willing!"
"Okay, I'll help you."
Madam Zhang's eyes wandered between Mrs. Li and her son: "Which one of you will be the accuser?"
"I come!"
"I come!"
The mother and son said in unison, scrambling to be the first.
Mrs. Li and her eldest son Xu Cheng said: "Mom, you are old and in poor health. I can't let you take this risk. I am still young, even if I get sick, it will be fine."
Mrs. Li retorted: "It's just because I'm old and I'm content with living a lifetime. An accident is better than losing another son."
"A Dong is gone. I can't live without my mother anymore. Let me come!"
"Cheng, you have listened to your mother since you were a child. Mom knows that you are a sensible person, but this time, let her be willful. He is the flesh that fell off my body. My heart hurts when I sleep at night. He is the one who screams I, mom, can't watch him die and not come back."
Mrs. Li refused to give in no matter what she said this time and was very stubborn. In the end, he even forced his eldest son to sever ties with him if he didn't agree.
Xu Cheng, a man who was almost fifty years old, knelt on the ground and burst into tears.
Goddess Zhang shook her head.
Oh, how pitiful the hearts of parents in the world are.
…
"A confession is not a trivial matter, but time is of the essence. Sister-in-law, come with me, and the two of us will simply wash up."
In such cases, it is usually necessary to fast for three days, burn incense, bathe and pray sincerely.
Unfortunately, time does not allow it now, so I can only keep it simple.
Grandma Zhang took Mrs. Li to the inner room to wash up. When they came out again, they had already washed their faces and combed their hair.
Mrs. Li even put on a shroud that didn't fit well.
Goddess Zhang said that this was to prevent her soul from being pulled over and recognized as a living person by the monsters in the underworld.
The next step is to write the negative shape.
Because it is presented from the bottom to the top, it cannot be careless.
First, indicate the person you want to submit, pray to the gods for peace, and then leave the top and bottom blank. Then clearly write down the grievance you want to express, the cause of the incident, the consequences, etc., and add the name, age, gender, crime, and other information of the perpetrator.
However, Mrs. Li's family didn't know who killed their youngest son, so they could only write down Mrs. Li's personal identity information, indicate which disciple she entrusted to write the complaint, and respectfully ask the gods to make a decision. Finally, I would like to add praise to Baogao.
This is a qualified negative statement.
There may be differences in format among different sects in various places, after all, the gods they enshrine are different, but they are generally the same, and they all strive to present the Yin Shape to the hands of the Great God of the Yin Division.
Mrs. Li couldn't write her name, so Mrs. Zhang wrote it for her, then took a sterilized silver needle, pierced her thumb, squeezed out a drop of blood, and made a bloody finger mark on the complaint.
…
At this point, Mrs. Li relaxed.
"Sister-in-law, do you have anything else to say?" asked Goddess Zhang.
Mrs. Li thought for a while: "Then, how do you know whether it has been delivered to the City God or other Yinsi gods?"
Goddess Zhang smiled, took out a pair of Yao cups, and stood on the altar.
"If it is delivered, God will naturally give instructions. Whether it is the Holy Grail or the Yin Cup, it is God's will and cannot be changed. It will be the same no matter how you throw it away."
Mrs. Li nodded and stopped talking.
Goddess Zhang took out the brazier, lit the incense candles, and set up the altar.
Say: "I'm going to burn."
Then he put the Yin shape on the candle and lit it.
The three of them watched the yellow paper filled with words burn and turn into black ash, and they held their breath nervously.
Suddenly, there was a snap.
"Yao Cup!!"
Mrs. Li's eldest son exclaimed.
The two old ladies quickly looked over and saw that the Yao cups that were originally closed and standing on the altar had been thrown open, one yin and one yang, in the shape of a Holy Grail.
"Responded?!" Zhang Shenpo couldn't believe it.
He quickly grabbed the Holy Grail, kowtowed three times respectfully, and threw it up.
Still the Holy Grail!
Grandma Zhang was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Is the underworld still there? !
Is the City God back? !
Mrs. Li and her son both cried with joy. They knelt down and kowtowed, thanking each other repeatedly, regardless of whether the gods could see it or not.
…
After Chen Jinngle saw the negative shape in his hand, he finally understood why it appeared in his hand.
"The righteousness of the heart is given to the mantra. The ancient Duke of Sheji is the righteous god of the world. He shows his loyalty to the country and rewards the good and punishes the evil. He is the lord of the city and the attendants of all counties. He is under the jurisdiction of the Thirteenth Chief Executive and the judge of the eighteenth case. Si. The temple community has been blessed for tens of thousands of years, and has supported hundreds of millions of kalpas. It is set up as a handle for blessings and power, and creates the power of life and death. Use divine power to protect Yingchuan, and drive away barbarian invaders when encountering Yin soldiers. The most holy spirit is the righteous one. Nai Gong protects the country, protects peace and bless the holy king Wei Linggong, and is the god of honor."
This is the treasure edict of the City God of the world.
Just like writing down the address of the recipient of the letter, Chen Jingle held the Seal of the City God to carry out the functions and obligations of the City God, so this ominous sign naturally fell into his hands.
"It seems like it's impossible to ignore this matter."
Of course, given his character, he would not ignore such a situation.
"The Youth Canal and Nandu River connection project?"
Chen Jingle has heard of this.
The source of Qingnian Canal is Baihe Reservoir in Yunshan Town, Orange County. This river flows through Orange County, Suicheng and Chuchuan. Among them, located at the junction of Xinfeng Town and Hengling Town, it branches out into a tributary named Xixi River, which flows eastward into the Chuchuan Waterway and then into the sea.
The other main stream passes through the three towns of Yangqing, Wutan and Chengyue in Suicheng and ends at the Leipo Reservoir in Chengyue Forest Farm.
The Nandu River starts from Yuepotou in Suicheng City, flows through Haikang, and enters the sea at Shuangxikou on the outskirts of Haikang City.
The two rivers are actually only less than three kilometers apart, but they have never been connected.
The connection project of Chancheon City was launched at the beginning of last year. Logically speaking, it should be almost completed by this time.
"This old lady named Li Jianmei said that her son disappeared at the construction site and his soul could not be found..."
Chen Jingle fell into deep thought: "Then let's take a trip!"
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