Night bats flew across the street, a candle gradually burned, and the street corner began to light up. A man slowly squatted down, his eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself. He took out a few ghost papers from his body and wrote them on the ground. I inserted three pillars of burning incense, knelt down and took some paper to burn, and immediately started crying.
"Father, the child is here to see you!"
The man's tone was lost and his heart was sad. He asked the world's people. What is so sad is that in this life, we cannot honor our parents, respect our elders and love our children. Our hearts are changing all the time. I am not under control, and I cannot bear thoughts. I am afraid of thoughts, but I can't. Controlling thoughts, the heart is like coals of fire and ice, making people speechless.
It is so difficult for parents to give birth to a human being. Growing up is just for discovery. I understand the pain of birth, old age, illness and death. Words always make people bold, but I am still afraid of birth, old age, illness and death. I am born to cause troubles to people. After death, I feel uneasy when I go to the earth. How many people are there in this eternal reincarnation? Really understand!
"Father, the underworld is gloomy and gloomy, and the eighteen levels of hell are unbearable. I can't take away your sins in all your lives. All I can do is burn some banknotes. I heard that there are rules in the underworld. Enlightened people originate from heaven and humans, and evil people follow the footsteps of heaven and earth. Enter the six realms, my child, I hope you will become enlightened and get rid of these six thoughts!"
The man saluted the incense and did not want to burn any more banknotes when he stood up.
brush!
The candle blown by the wind was dim, and the man covered it with his hands. The banknotes flew away, as if something was approaching. The frightened man shrank towards the corner, and the candle was covered by the candle. The inexplicable fear made him sweat on his forehead, and he looked at the three pillars with trembling body. The unburnt incense.
Sometimes it shines, sometimes it turns dark, and suddenly a white mist appears. A person walks out of it. He eats the smell and takes the coins. It is extremely scary. The left eye is bruised and swollen, the right eye is black and red, there is a hole in the forehead, and a hole in the mouth. It has fangs, a split nose, frightening green hair, six holes in both ears, an iron bead on the chest, a body as strong as an ox, wearing fire-burning clothing, iron chains gaiting its legs and feet, and a heart piercing through its waist.
"You! Who are you?" the man trembled.
The ghost didn't speak, but just ate the incense. When the man was about to leave, the man suddenly turned his head. The frightened man squatted on the ground. The man smiled evilly, pointed at the incense in the man's hand and said, "It's useless for you to hold them. Just give it all to me!”
The man was frightened, his body was trembling and he didn't dare to move. The man suddenly got angry and said: "Useless trash." He grabbed the incense with one hand and started eating it.
The man trembled and said, "I want to leave!" and prepared to crawl away.
This man just ate the burning incense and ignored him.
The man crawled slowly, and when he was approaching the intersection, he suddenly got up and ran away.
brush!
The man smiled evilly and immediately took action to capture the man.
"Boy, did I let you go?" the man asked.
The man's legs instantly weakened and he said, "I came here for free just to pay homage to my father. I have no other ill intentions. I hope the strong man will let me go back!"
"Strong man?" The man smiled instantly.
Bai Ci was in a panic at the moment.
This person may have seen what he was thinking, so he said: "Since you are paying homage to your father, don't be so afraid of me!"
Bai Ci looked at him doubtfully.
"I am the little ghost king of the underworld. I am in charge of paper money, fragrant food, and food in the underworld. Seeing that you are sincere in burning incense and worshiping ancestors, I want to come to see you, but you are timid and cowardly. When you see me cowering in a corner, I lose my favor with you, so I I’ll eat your incense as punishment.”
Bai Ci sounded scared. In the past years, ancestor worship was safe, but this year he encountered the Little Ghost King. His terrifying face made people tremble. Why was the Little Ghost King looking for him?
Bai Ci said: "I was rude just now, I hope the little ghost king won't blame me!"
"It's not your fault. I was born to be a scary person. People are afraid of me when they see me. Unfortunately, they don't know that I am the result of their thoughts! The king of hell is ruthless. I am in charge of money and food. I am the only one who will suffer the sufferings of the eighteen levels of hell. I will burn my body with fire, scrape my waist with a knife, and I will do all kinds of tortures. Who told them not to do well before and not repent later!"
Bai Ci remained silent. Human beings are born with ever-changing thoughts. There is no reason to refute the torture of the underworld, and no reason to say anything bad about the King of Hell. If people have evil intentions, it is all because of their own thoughts. The King of Hell is in charge of the souls of the three realms, so he naturally knows it. This truth is so amazing that the human world has changed. Who can believe it?
"Little Ghost King, can I ask you a question?" Bai Ci said calmly.
"I said, it was your sincerity that moved me. If you have anything to say, just ask!"
"Little Ghost King, I have been confused in this life. I have no respect for my parents and my loyalty, I am flattering, and I have no moral integrity. I have all the five types of sins. I have all the six types of desires. I have been poisoned by bewitchments and tempted thoughts. I don't know what to do after death. What's the crime?"
The little ghost king was surprised in his heart. People in heaven and earth, gods and ghosts all have their own thoughts, but Bai Ci is different from them. He understands all his crimes and can tell about good and bad. In the hell world, they are all ghosts and deceivers. How many people are there? Can talk about self-crime!
There won't be one such person in ten years, let alone in today's troubled times!
"Baizi, I admire your sincerity. You clearly explain your sins. The King of Hell can clearly distinguish between right and wrong. Cause and effect are all determined. You will naturally suffer your sins. The severity and severity of your sins will be judged by the book of life and death. Reincarnation and destiny will be determined when the time comes. Destiny."
Bai Ci shook his head, his eyes looked a little bolder, and said: "Everyone is talking about God's will, but everyone doesn't believe in God's will. I know that there are many sins, and there are many disasters in life. It's a pity that Po Meng holds the bowl. I have long since drank that bowl of divine soup and forgotten the causes of my previous life, so that I can be confused about the consequences of this life!"
"If everyone knows the cause and effect, who will explain the changes in the world?" the little ghost king asked.
Bai Ci said: "I made a mistake. Don't blame me, King of Ghosts!"
"Bai Ci, the Three Realms are in chaos now, and demons are everywhere. You were born in this troubled world and are destined to me. Since you are willing to talk about God's will, why not find the Lord of Light and create the prosperity of the great unity of heaven and earth?"
Bai Ci smiled and said, "I am a scholar!"
"Since a man has a destiny, why do you laugh at yourself and fall? I am in charge of money and food in the underworld, but why don't I take it as my duty to save evil ghosts from hell? I have made countless great achievements for the underworld. How can you succumb to this place and not care about the future? "
Bai Ci sighed: "I am at a loss between heaven and earth. Therefore, my father endures hardships and my mother does not know her destiny. How can I contribute to heaven and earth and create the prosperity of heaven and earth?"
"No, destiny is determined by heaven and is determined by its own way. Let me show you."
The Little Ghost King waved his hand, and Bai Ci was instantly surprised. A man appeared on the screen. He was being fried in a frying pan and burned in the fire. It was his guilty father who was in great pain and no one could save him.
"Father!" Bai Ci knelt down and cried bitterly.
"Given in vain, this crime and punishment are not imposed by the King of Hell, but your father's idea. He will endure the pain of hell until he realizes himself!"
Bai Ci said: "What if I want to save my father?"
"I can give you the power to use your sincerity to help the Lord of Ming, so that there will be no good or evil in the world. If you ask yourself with your heart, the way can be achieved, and the father can save you."
Bai Ci no longer flinched and accepted it happily: "For the sake of my father and the sake of all the people in the world, I must be sincere."
The Little Ghost King was overjoyed and pressed Bai Ci's forehead. A force instantly entered his body, roared suddenly, and he opened his eyes instantly.
"It turned out to be a dream!" Bai Ci gasped.
As the sun shines, I get out of bed and walk outside.
