At this time, Jiang Shen said in a polite tone, the two hosts should not argue about playing chess. I came to your place to tell you something.
The God of the Earth asked what was going on, but the God of the Well remained silent, because most local affairs were under the control of the God of the Earth. He stood aside and heard Jiang Shen telling the story of local Chang Dexiang who had rheumatism that was difficult to cure in the provincial hospital and committed suicide by jumping into the river without thinking. Then he pointed to the well he managed and sighed, alas, thanks to her She committed suicide by jumping into the Yangtze River. If she came to my place in her hometown and committed suicide by jumping into a well, it would have polluted my well of good water and my well of quiet water.
Jiang Shen said dissatisfiedly that she had polluted my Yangtze River water and it was still annoying. Jing Sheng said that the water of the Yangtze River is so wide that it can be accommodated. If there is a small problem, you can take it there. But my well is not good. If a dead body emerges from it, it will be useless. Who would dare to eat this well? What about the water in the well?
Don't talk about it. The River God pulled the Land God and said, Chang Dexiang is from Qingfeng Town, and you are the land of Qingfeng Town. Come with me to the riverside to take Chang Dexiang's soul away. Since she committed suicide before her life was over, the King of Hell did not even know that she was dead, so he did not send any messengers to capture her soul.
The earth god said, know, know. Then he took the seven-star crutch from the hands of the River God, swung it a few times on the edge of the well, and chanted a spell, and it turned into a seven-color horse. The Earth God and the River God jumped on the horse's back one after the other.
The horse straightened its long tail and jumped up. The God of the Land gave the command to go to the river, and it soared into the air and galloped straight towards the edge of the Yangtze River in the distant sea of clouds, mountains and mist.
On the tidal flat by the river, Chang Dexiang, a wet ghost, walked towards the river bank, but couldn't get away. More and more chicken spirits were surrounding her.
Some jumped up and pecked her eyes, but she couldn't open them but kept them tightly closed, so she couldn't move an inch. At this moment, her face, body and back of her hands were sore and numb like needle points.
Her cries were drowned out by the chirping sounds of the chicken spirits that drove her crazy. Suddenly I heard a shout and everyone got away from me. Then I felt a wave of water rushing over me, splashing all over my face.
When the dead soul Chang Dexiang opened his eyes, Jiang Shen used the same method of spraying water to drive away the chicken spirits. He also saw an old man grabbing the tail of a seven-color horse and giving the command: Change back to the original shape.
In the blink of an eye, the seven-colored horse roared loudly, bounced high with its four hooves, and turned into a ball of gas. After the gas dissipated, it turned into a seven-star crutch in the hand of an old man.
Jiang Shen was already standing in front of the deceased Chang Dexiang, pointing to the old man and introducing, this is the land god of Qingfeng Town, your hometown. You can call him Grandpa Land! You follow Him and He will lead you where you need to go.
The dead soul Chang Dexiang wiped a handful of the liquid mixed with water drops and teardrops, and stared at the land god standing in front of him with a smile on his face. He had just seen him turn a horse into a crutch. He felt that his magic was good, so he said respectfully, Grandpa Land, save me.
The Earth God said, how can I save you? Like your Uncle Jiang Shen said, I can only send you to where you should go. The dead soul Chang Dexiang asked, where is the place to go? The Earth God laughed and said that you are no longer a human being but a dead soul. Of course, he will send you to the underworld.
Chang Dexiang, the deceased soul, said that he wanted to send me to the underworld. I don’t want to go, so just send me to be reborn in a wealthy family in a wealthy village!
The Earth God stamped the seven-star crutch in his hand and sighed, "How do I have that right?" Whether you are reborn into a rich family or a poor family is not up to me. It is up to King Yama of the Tenth Palace of the Underworld to have the final say.
Chang Dexiang, the deceased soul, asked in confusion, why did King Yama of the Ten Palaces have the final say? The God of Land said that it is very complicated, and you will know after you go there. Chang Dexiang, the deceased soul, immediately knelt down in front of the Earth God and begged for mercy, not to send me to the underworld, I was afraid.
The land god asked, where do you want me to send you? Chang Dexiang, the dead soul, said, "I'm not going anywhere. Can't I just go back to my hometown in Qingfeng Town with Grandpa Land to be your assistant in the land that you govern?"
The Earth God said with a "hum", my position as a priest who governs the land was also arranged by Hades. If you want to be my assistant, Hades must issue an order or document. I can't accept you as an assistant without authorization. Just because you commit suicide by jumping into a river, you are not qualified to be an assistant.
To be my assistant, the most basic thing is to start well and end well in the human world, to accumulate virtues to a certain extent, or to sacrifice yourself for others. Only then can you be promoted from a ghost to a god. If you don't have these, how can you be the god of my land? assistant?
Get up quickly, close your eyes, and let me use this seven-star crutch to transform into a colorful mount and carry you to the underworld.
At this time, Chang Dexiang, the deceased soul, was still kneeling there stubbornly, refusing to get up. The Earth God said angrily, "If you don't listen to me, I will leave immediately. Your enemies and creditors from the past life - those chirping chicken spirits that peck your eyes with their yellow beaks and sharp beaks will come to attack you again, so I won't care." .
Jiang Shen, who was standing aside, also said, I don't care, you will be miserable when the time comes. The deceased Chang Dexiang was shocked. She quickly stood up and said, Grandpa Tu, please save me. I listen to you. After she said this, she obeyed the Earth God and closed her eyes obediently.
Seventy-seven forty-nine days later, the dead soul Chang Dexiang was tried in the Ghost Sentence Hall of the Underworld, and was sentenced to death. She was imprisoned in the City of Wasted Death, and was escorted out by two ghost soldiers every seven days. The last time she came to the earth, she found a shortcut and jumped. The Yangtze River tidal flat where Jiang committed suicide forced her to jump into the river again and suffer the pain of drowning again.
This goes on and on, and in four weeks of a month, I suffer the pain of jumping into the river and drowning four times, nearly fifty times a year. At the end of the year, she cried bitterly and asked one of the ghost soldiers, how many years and months will it take for me to suffer this kind of pain?
Unless you find a substitute, someone like you will commit suicide by jumping into the river on this beach. Only in this way can you be reborn. The ghost soldier replied like this.
Even if she could find a substitute, it would be difficult for her to be reincarnated because she still had other sins that were not resolved. Another fanged ghost soldier said.
This is to teach you fools who are always looking for shortcuts to commit suicide thinking that everything is over. Suddenly Jiang Shen came over and said to Chang Dexiang, who had turned from a dead soul into a ghost, "You understand now!" Death by short-circuiting is more uncomfortable than living. If you can't find a substitute in a hundred years, you will drown nearly 5,000 times in the tidal flats of my river. This kind of pain will never be recovered. See, you stupid ghosts are still doing stupid things?
Hearing Jiang Shen's words, the already disheveled ghost Chang Dexiang shed tears again. She had become numb and regained some sensitivity. Oh my God! When will this suffering end?
