"Namo Amitabha Night..."
"Dortagadoye..."
"Duo Diye, he..."
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In the Yizhuang outside Xinkang Town, Wu Gengfu, who had been guarding the Yizhuang for many years, shook his head indifferently while listening to the sound of chanting from outside the door.
"It's rare to find such a loyal and filial person these days. That young man has been reciting it for half an hour, right?"
Obviously seeing Wu Gengfu shaking his head, Zhang Shusheng, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but feel a touch of curiosity.
Scholar Zhang is not a caretaker of Yizhuang, he is just a traveling scholar who plans to go to Beijing to take the exam and happens to stay here.
Although the idea of "living in Yi Zhuang" is a bit sensational, compared to the risk of being robbed by bandits and eaten by tigers and wolves, temporarily living in the same house with the dead is not an unacceptable thing.
Of course, the current "Yi Zhuang" is not strictly speaking the kind of "Yi Zhuang" understood by later generations.
The birth of the true charity village has to be pushed back a hundred years. It was a charity house built by Fan Zhongyan to accommodate those of the same clan who had no land. It later gradually evolved into a real charity village.
The only thing they have in common is that they both belong to half-charitable institutions and can be used to park the bodies of ancestors or unknown persons.
"The deceased was not a relative of that descendant's clan."
Seeing that Shusheng Zhang seemed to have misunderstood something, Wu Gengfu corrected some of the other party's misunderstandings in an understatement.
"And what he recited was a rebirth mantra that contains the power of mind, which is generally used to relieve the souls of the dead who have deep resentments."
Hearing this, Zhang Shusheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly shuddered as if he realized something, and the expression on his face froze instantly.
"You bad old man, don't scare me!"
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"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust!"
After letting out a breath of turbid air, it took Pei Wende, who was being saved for the first time, a long time to gradually wake up from that inexplicable state.
In this life, due to Zen Master Lingyou, Pei Wende has not studied Buddhism or practiced Buddhism seriously, but he is still familiar with the Buddhist scriptures and can memorize a few paragraphs.
But Pei Wende never knew that chanting sutras has additional special effects, which can make people who chant sutras enter a state similar to "meditation".
In this state, Pei Wende could clearly feel that his mind was clearer than ever before, and his memory was strengthened like never before.
Thanks to this, Pei Wende can clearly recall every detail and voice of Zen Master Lingyou when he recited the "Rebirth Mantra" more than ten years ago.
"I don't know what effect this will have on the deceased, but it's all I can do."
After respectfully saluting Ma Zheng's body, Pei Wende, who felt that he had done all he could to be benevolent and righteous, walked straight out of Yi Zhuang without stopping any longer.
And just when Pei Wende turned to leave, it was in another dimension that he couldn't see.
Two Yin gods, one black and one white, exuding solemnity, stood in front of Ma Zheng's body, staring at Pei Wende's back until he completely disappeared from the blind spot of the field of vision.
"Stupidity slows down, deafness and ignorance are the reason why people are happy and detached from the world."
"Cultivation of kindness and wisdom can restore the past and break away from the karma of the other world."
After a long time, Bai Wuchang, who was thin and pale, suddenly smiled, his eyes unabashedly admiring Pei Wende.
Without any foundation of spiritual practice, I can recite the Rebirth Mantra with the power of my mind.
Even though he knew what the evil spirit had done, he was still willing to save this evil spirit that had fallen into hell.
Behind Pei Wende's stupid and stupid behavior, it seems that there is a hint of goodwill deep in Pei Wende's heart, which is also the reason why he was able to cast a curse to liberate evil ghosts in the past.
Such a person is like a hidden dragon in the abyss. As long as he can continue to maintain this kind of kindness, the day he becomes enlightened will be when he soars into the nine heavens and transforms from a snake into a dragon.
"Great wisdom is like foolishness, great treachery is like loyalty, good and evil are yet to be known."
Holding completely different views from his brothers, the fierce-looking Hei Wufang has seen too much good and evil in the world.
Therefore, he is more aware that being kind now does not mean being kind in the future.
"Cultivation of kindness, wisdom, and restoration of past causes" is far from as simple as Bai Wuchang said.
Especially a late bloomer like Pei Wende who is doomed to be entangled in cause and effect.
When the time comes, it is still unknown whether he will follow the good path to survive the calamity and become the most good by nature, or whether he will turn into an evil dragon and cause disaster.
"The Buddha also had his angry eyes. The distinction between good and evil is too rigid for you and me."
Without refuting his brother's words, Hei Wuchang just threw out his shackles expressionlessly, and then pulled out the remaining soul of Ma Zheng from Ma Zheng's body.
"Cause and fate are easy to break, good and evil are difficult to distinguish."
"Ma Zheng, your time has come!"
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"Old man, are they gone?"
Through the crack in the door of Yizhuang, Zhang Shusheng carefully peeked at the position where Pei Wende was standing before, and asked Wu Gengfu in a low voice who was sitting behind him.
"Scholar, don't you hear that 'the son does not speak, but has strange power and confuses the gods'?"
After tapping his bamboo stick lightly, Wu Gengfu murmured with his eyes slightly closed.
"People have human nature, and ghosts have their own ways. They all go their own way without interfering with each other."
Hearing what Wu Gengfu said, Zhang Shusheng rolled his eyes and retorted angrily.
"Scholar, I am just a mortal, and I have not yet reached the realm of a saint."
Speaking of this, Zhang Shusheng's voice paused for a moment before continuing to speak slowly.
"Scholar, I have not even reached the level of the young man just now. I am still a mediocre person who is struggling for fame and fortune."
Not hiding his wry smile at all, Zhang Shusheng lived in poverty for ten years and worked only for the present. Whether it was his own efforts or the expectations of his family, it was impossible for him to be as free and easy as a saint.
"But husband, you don't look like an ordinary watchman in any way?"
This is the conclusion that Zhang Shusheng came to after observing for several days.
After all, ordinary watchmen would not dare to live in a righteous village, and it is even less likely that they would have the ink tattoos on their bodies that are only found on serious criminals and death row prisoners.
"I'm a lonely star in the sky, so I only have a little use for this miserable life."
Unable to help but stop the bamboo stick in his hand, Wu Gengfu glanced sideways at Scholar Zhang and continued to speak in a voice without any fluctuation in tone.
"Scholar, I suggest you not to stay in Yizhuang tonight."
"The yin energy here is too strong and the evil spirit has not disappeared. Those who are not blessed with deep blessings cannot bear it..."
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