Later, Xu Sijin was tortured in different small hells in this big hell. Specifically, there are the hell of kneeling on iron sand, the hell of soaking in feces and mud, the hell of grinding and bleeding, the hell of pulling out tongues and piercing cheeks, the hell of needles in the mouth, the hell of kidney-cutting rats, the hell of snares for locusts, the hell of pounding flesh, and the beating hell. There are 16 small hells, including the hell of cracking skin, the hell of fire with closed throat, the hell of roasting with firewood, the hell of frying intestines and scorching the marrow, the hell of cattle and horses trampling, the hell of copper and iron shaving, the hell of piercing the ribs and scraping the fat, and the hell of boiling soup and drenching the body.
Of course, not every hell will require punishment. Only if the sins he committed during his lifetime correspond to the punishment of this hell, he will not be able to escape this disaster.
However, most of the 16 small hells in this screaming hell received half of the punishment, and Xu Sijin was no exception. During the extraordinary process of being tortured, his sinful soul died and lived again and again, dying and living again and again. Even he himself could not remember how many times he died and how many times he lived.
The only thing I remember clearly is that any suffering in hell is thousands of times greater than the suffering in the world. In this way, the suffering in the world is insignificant.
Even if someone in this world is chopped up by a sharp knife, and it is not in the vital parts, and cannot die in one moment, he will definitely die in two, three, two or three moments. Once he dies, he loses consciousness and can no longer feel the pain. Suffering in hell is different. Let’s say that the sinful soul Xu Sijin was tortured in hell by being soaked in boiling water!
The extremely painful feeling of boiling soup drenching his body made his spirit body faint. After a while, Yin Cha cast a spell to make it come back to life. After it came back to life, it continued to experience the same pain as people in the Yang world being drenched in boiling water. That is to say, the pain felt by a dead person's spirit body and a person's living body. almost. The methods of punishing souls in the underworld are numerous and cruel. They are not weaker than those in the underworld, and even worse.
It is conceivable that in hell, will the tortured ghosts still take advantage? And suffering this kind of torture is not a matter of a moment, but is repeated for hundreds of years. It is unclear how many years there are, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of millions of years. The word eternal can be used to describe suffering in hell. The length of time.
Therefore, people living in the human world must not do bad things or harm their moral virtues. Even if others do not find out while they are alive, and they are not sanctioned by national laws, when a person's life span is up, the physical body dies but the spiritual body is still there, then I'm sorry, Black and white impermanence will immediately arrest you and take you to the underworld for trial.
Some people even have their souls taken to the underworld to be tortured before they die. If the soul is captured, the person will die soon, which is a serious crime; if the crime is minor, the captured soul will be released after the sentence is over, which is called returning Yang. At this time, the body of the sinful soul is still alive in the world, but it is getting sick for no reason, and it is severe.
Some diseases are outside the body, and some diseases are inside the body. During that period, a person's soul was caught and tortured in the underworld. The Yin messenger beat his spiritual body with a quinoa staff on his back. However, his physical back in the Yang world began to ulcerate inexplicably, and it could not be cured.
After his soul returned to life, the ulcer on his back became scarred and healed without treatment. The same goes for those with some diseases in the body. As long as the soul is still positive, the diseases in the body will be cured without treatment.
As for those who died naturally, once their souls are sent to hell to suffer, their souls will never be able to escape if they have serious sins, but of course they can leave as soon as possible if they have minor sins. But in general, it is better not to go to hell after death. Therefore, I would like to advise the world: you should accumulate more virtues and do good deeds while you are alive. Even if you cannot do it, you can do nothing bad. You can also let your body be wise and safe while you are alive, and you can also let your body be safe after death. The spirit body is protected from destruction.
Time passed by like a flash, and thousands of years passed before anyone knew it. Xu Sijin, who had served his sentence in hell, was reincarnated again and was born into an honest and dutiful farmer in the Jiangnan region of the Eastern Land. His surname was Ma. As his name suggests, he is very benevolent and righteous.
Because his family was not wealthy, he was unable to enter higher education after junior high school, so he went out to work. Speaking of going out to work, in fact, I haven't left my hometown yet, and I am working in a quarry four kilometers away from Majiazhuang. The main task is to carry the blasted stones from the mountains to the kiln for installation by carrying them on shoulders or on carts. Burnt lime, repeated every day.
He can endure hardships and stand hard work, unlike other young people who can only work for a few days and run away after being unable to bear the hardship. He was able to calm down, and the boss liked him very much. After working for a long time, the boss picked him to do something light. That is to be the purser and provide meals for a dozen people in the quarry.
Although the ten or so people were all local southerners, they all liked to eat the huge steaming steamed buns cooked in a restaurant in the town just like the northerners. They not only wanted to eat them in the morning, but also wanted to eat them at night.
Ma Yi would carry a basket covered with a floral towel to the town restaurant at four o'clock every afternoon to buy steamed buns. He would buy nearly 20 steamed buns at one time and fill the basket with enough to eat or eat quickly. People can eat two large white steamed buns, and those who eat slowly can spread one out.
One night, it was drizzling in the sky. Ma Yi carried a basket to the town. When it got dark, he came back with an empty basket. Everyone asked him why he didn't buy white buns today. He sighed and said, it's not that there are no white buns to buy. By accident, when I got to town, the money I put in my wallet to buy steamed buns was stolen by a thief.
No one was happy to hear this. The director of the quarry, You Yiqian, also had strong objections and planned to replace him and not let him be the chief clerk. But there was no better candidate at the moment.
The next morning, he still gave him money to go to town to buy steamed buns. Before leaving, You Yiqian said to him, "If you are ready to finish the work this month, you will change jobs and let someone else be the purser." You are so young and doing everything will be an exercise for you and good for you.
You Yiqian's words were high-sounding, and Ma Yi was not stupid. As soon as he heard it, he understood clearly that You Yiqian had a problem with him because yesterday he went to town to buy steamed buns and something went wrong. What You Yiqian didn't expect was that he came back from town with a basket of steamed buns and gave You Yiqian a surprise. He said, Director of the amusement park, the money you gave me this morning is of no use, should I save it for next time? I dropped my wallet in that restaurant yesterday afternoon. Someone found it and returned it to me this morning. The money for buying steamed buns was still intact. This basket of steamed buns was bought with the money that was not spent yesterday.
You Yiqian touched his head and praised, "You are an honest person, so people don't harm you. If you drop your wallet, they will return it to you if they find it."
Ma Yi shook his head and pursed his thick lips tightly. As soon as You Yiqian turned around, he muttered in a low voice that this was not the case. What's going on? Only he himself knows it. Of course, others don't know it, and they don't need to know it.
A few days later, a middle-aged man known as Fat Pig met the tall and thin You Yiqian in the town. He dragged him to the side of the road and said inexplicably, Director of the playground, let me tell you something.
You Yiqian asked in surprise, "What's going on?" Fat Pig then said, there must be a young man named Ma Yi in your quarry! He is not a good person. You Yiqian listened carefully, and finally heard clearly that Fat Pig said that Ma Yi had killed a white dog that was squatting under the French paulownia tree waiting for its owner and sold it for money.
You Yiqian asked if it was true? Is the fat pig still lying? Hearing this, You Yiqian thought that Ma Yi's wallet had been visited by a thief. He must have told lies to himself. How could others return his lost wallet to him? He was patronized by a thief because of his money and had no money to buy a basket of steamed buns, so it was possible to beat the white dog to death and sell it for money. This made You Yiqian believe what Fatty Pig said, and he sighed with regret, if that was really the case, Ma Yi was nothing. How good is that white dog? Everyone within a radius of dozens of miles knows that it is more trustworthy than anyone else.
