Actor's reincarnation

Chapter 1209 Cause and Effect
As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if there is any.

What Su Yi had to admit was that compared with Uncle Feng's level of magic skills, he was judged inferiorly.

But this is also the reason why Su Yi invited Uncle Feng to come here. If Uncle Feng doesn't know as much as he does, Su Yi will be disappointed instead.

Uncle Feng came to Huangshan Village with everyone while talking about the characteristics of the situation in the mountain.

Weeds taller than a person's body, withered trees, and broken walls and ruins everywhere.

The barrenness of Huangshan Village is far beyond everyone's imagination.

It stands to reason that such a deserted village is the favorite of some small animals, but the strange thing is that when everyone entered the village all the way, they rarely found traces of small animals.

A-Lian asked if she didn't understand, and Uncle Feng replied: "In fact, animals are more spiritual than humans. The evil spirit here is so strong that only some poisonous insects and other things will stay here. Be careful walking here. There might be snakes."

A-Lian's face turned pale with fright, and she hid behind Uncle Feng and dared not run around.

Su Yi looked around solemnly.

In his field of vision, there are wandering souls of the dead here and there.

These ghosts are all muddleheaded, without self-awareness at all, just swimming around in the village, and they don't pose any threat to strangers.

"Strange..." He frowned and looked at Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng also frowned, and said: "You also found out, right? I also find it strange that most of these ghosts are ordinary discouraged ghosts, at most they are just yellow page ghosts, and they are not a threat to humans. Under the incineration of the Bureau of Hell, their karma has long been burned away, and they should be very harmless sneaks. But why do the ghosts here look so angry and resentful?"

"When I saved a girl before, I found that Chu Renmei's resentment had corroded a ghoul..." Su Yi told the story of meeting Biggie's father when he rescued Biggie himself, and finally said: "A ghost infected by resentment It can be clearly seen that the resentment on them does not belong to them, but the ghosts here...they have been trapped here for decades, where did all the resentment come from?"

"There must be a reason." Uncle Feng couldn't see the reason this time, but felt that this village was indeed very strange.

The crowd soon came to a dilapidated building, which was located in the middle of the village. Although the house was dilapidated, it looked very dignified as a wealthy family.

"The ancestral hall of the Bu family..." A-Lian made out the four large characters on the mottled plaque.

"I remembered that this is the ancestral hall of Huangshan Village, where ancestors are worshipped." Li Abo suddenly said, "Most people in this village have the surname Bu, and they belong to the same family. They built this ancestral hall in the middle of the village. A place to worship ancestors."

"Go in and have a look!" Su Yi suggested.

Xiao Ming stepped forward and pushed open the door, and the old and heavy wooden door made a tooth-piercing "squeak" sound.

After entering the gate, there is a yard first. The yard is full of weeds, and the original landform can no longer be seen clearly.

There is a stone road in the middle, and it is also covered with weeds and moss, but fortunately, it can pass people.

Passing through the courtyard, there are two more gates painted with vermilion lacquer and engraved with some rune patterns.

"Fire Bureau (Red Flame Bureau)!" Su Yi and Jiu Shu's expression changed, and they both shouted in unison.

Then the two looked at each other, and both saw the horror and shock in each other's eyes.

"How could this kind of situation appear in the family ancestral hall?" Su Yi looked incredible, "Uncle Feng, if I remember correctly, it is recorded in "Maoshan Picture Records" that the Chiyan Bureau itself is an extremely vicious This tomb was invented by a Maoshan ancestor named Liu Chongde during the Chengzu period of the Ming Dynasty, but this tomb is so vicious that even this senior Liu himself has never used it in his life."

"Actually, I used it once, but it hurt the peace after all, and I don't know which hapless person the ancestors used this game to toss." Uncle Feng stepped forward to caress the gate in doubt, even snapped a piece off with his nails, and threw it on the door. I tasted it in my mouth.

"Eh...Uncle, why do you always try everything? You are not afraid of getting an infectious disease?" A-Lian said with disgust.

Uncle Feng's expression froze, he coughed twice, spit out the wood dregs in his mouth, and turned to Su Yi, "It has a spicy taste."

Su Yi frowned and thought about it, and said, "Muciu?"

"I haven't seen it before, but it should be." Uncle Feng touched the door with a complicated expression, "In our "Maoshan Tuzhi" records, Mucuna is a pure Yang tree with a pungent taste. It is produced in the middle of Sichuan. The wood is hard. This wood has the effect of forging the soul. For practitioners, it is an excellent material for refreshing and refining the mind. However, this material is extremely resistant to evil spirits, so it must not be used to make coffins or build temples, ancestral halls, etc. A place with ghosts. It is said that the wheelchair that Zhuge Liang was sitting in was made of Muaywood."

Su Yi recalled the records in the book, sniffled his nose, and suddenly walked aside, rubbed off a piece of wall covering with his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then looked back at Uncle Feng with a serious face.

"Really?" Uncle Feng asked.

Su Yi nodded slowly.

"That's really a fiery game." Uncle Feng took a breath, "I've learned a lot, I've really learned a lot, within one day, I not only saw the rare mountain game, but also saw this fiery game... ...Maybe two surprises that others will never see in their lifetime, were actually bumped into by us."

"Oh uncle, what kind of riddles are you playing?" A-Lian asked dissatisfied.

"Huang sir, isn't this wall right?"

"Look at this wall, is there a faint dark red?" Su Yi pointed to the wall and said, "It should be that the lime is mixed with red salt. Red salt is a kind of saltpeter powder, which belongs to Yang. It is the same as cinnabar, but it is much more precious and rare than cinnabar. We usually don’t use this kind of red nitrate when we draw talismans. But I didn’t expect that the entire outer wall of the ancestral hall was painted with lime mixed with red nitrate. over again."

"The Huo Chi Ju was originally intended to use Mucuna as the coffin and the red nitrate as the coffin, but it has been used flexibly here. The predecessors who set up this bureau used the Mucuna as the door and the red nitrate as the wall, and regarded the entire ancestral hall as a big tomb. ..." Uncle Feng admired, "This man is amazingly talented, I never thought that Feng Shui can play like this..."

"What's the use of this game?" A-Lian asked curiously.

"Used to harm people!" Uncle Feng said solemnly, "If the tomb is covered with flames, the soul of the owner of the tomb will be trapped in the tomb and cannot be reincarnated, and will suffer from the flames forever. This kind of tomb is actually man-made. Purgatory, no matter whether the owner of the tomb was good or bad during his lifetime, whether he has accumulated virtue or not, he will experience eternal pain in this man-made purgatory after death."

"Isn't this too cruel?" Xiao Ming couldn't help but his expression changed, "Doesn't this mean that the people enshrined in this ancestral hall have to endure this kind of endless torture? Who arranged this situation? He For what purpose?"

"It's time to go in and find the answer." Su Yi took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

After the door was pushed open, a stale and foul smell rushed over, and everyone couldn't help frowning and covering their noses.

"The smell of corpses." Uncle Feng was very familiar with this smell, and couldn't help but said in a deep voice, "There should be many corpses here."

"Corpse?" Everyone looked at the obvious Bu family ancestral hall, but they really couldn't see where the corpses could be placed, let alone many corpses.

This ancestral hall has only one room, and the entire wall facing the door is a large wooden frame, on which dozens of memorial tablets are enshrined.

The most conspicuous one, that is, the tablet placed in the middle and the largest is impressively written - the spiritual tablet of Bu Menchu's beauty!

"Chu Renmei!" Xiao Ming's face changed drastically when he saw this name.

"Aunt Mei..." Aunt Li was also very excited, unexpectedly seeing Chu Renmei's memorial tablet here.

But this is very abnormal. Logically speaking, Chu Renmei was lynched and stoned to death by the Bu family. She didn't even have a coffin when she died. How could she be enshrined in the ancestral hall by the Bu family?
And it's still the middle, the top position?
And looking at the tablets below it, it's not right——

The sinner Bu Wantian's position!
The seat of the sinner Zhang Xiaosan!
The seat of the sinner Tian Qi!

The position of the sinner Bu Qianqing...

They are all tablets set up in the name of "sinners"!
Moreover, there are many people with foreign surnames here, who are not the ancestors of the Bu family at all.

"Abbot, look at these names, do you recognize them all?" Su Yi guessed a little, and asked in a deep voice.

"This...these people..." Li Abo looked at the tablets one by one, startled and terrified, "The names on these tablets are all those who died that night!"

"One, two, three..." A-Lian hurriedly pointed to the tablets to count how many of these spiritual cards there were.

If it is exactly 66, it means that only Chu Renmei and the 66 people killed by it are enshrined in this ancestral hall.

Maybe it's not enshrining, but banning and torturing!
"Don't count the tablets!" Su Yi and Uncle Feng said together, and stopped Alian's behavior.

A-Lian trembled in fright, and quickly withdrew her fingers.

"Whether it's a tombstone, tablet or grave, don't point with your fingers, let alone count." Uncle Feng warned, "This is a very taboo thing, and it is easy to be disgusted and hated by ghosts."

"More than ten years ago, in the village next door to us, there was a peddler who often left early and returned late. Every time he returned to the village, he passed a cemetery, so he entered the village every time he counted seventeen graves. .until one time he counted eighteen..."

"How could there be one more!" Alian's eyes widened in horror.

"Because the extra one is his own grave!" Uncle Feng said, "He provoked those ghosts to hate him, so the ghosts asked him to dig a grave for himself and buried himself alive in it."

Everyone shuddered when they heard it.

Su Yi curled his lips when he heard that, but didn't speak.

He also knew this story, but it was told to him by Chen You.

Coincidentally, Chen You said that this story also happened in the housing estate next door, but the protagonist became a cleaner.

Chen You also told Su Yi several short stories of this kind. Su Yi felt that these stories were somewhat similar to fables such as "Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf" and "The Farmer and the Snake", which were played by adults to scare children. kind……

Su Yi carefully looked at these tablets, and then looked around the ancestral hall.

This ancestral hall faces east and west, and there are three three-foot-high stone piles in the north and south. The three stone piles in the south are engraved with "Ji, Wu, Wei", and the three wooden piles in the north are engraved with "Hai, Zi, Chou".

Uncle Feng also noticed the six stone piles, sighed and said: "The three fires in Ji, Wu, Wei will be in the south, and the three fires in Hai, Zi, and Chou will be in the north. These two fires are also called Liudi fire. Burning the undead here, no wonder there is so much resentment."

Su Yi touched the bottom of one of the tablets, and said in a deep voice: "There are incense ash under the tablets, and the incense ash is used as the base. Brother Feng, you are right. There are indeed many corpses here. If there is no accident, it should not More and more, exactly 66."

As he spoke, he looked at the ground.

The layout of the ancestral hall is also completely in line with the Huochi Bureau, and another feature of the Huozhi Bureau is that the bones must be in this bureau, otherwise it is equivalent to setting up an empty city.

Therefore, the bones of the 66 people named as sinners should be buried in the ground of this ancestral hall if there is no accident!

No wonder there is a corpse smell in this ancestral hall.

Xiao Ming let out an "ah", looked around in horror, and said in a trembling voice: "They, they came out!"

Li Abo and Alian suddenly became nervous, but they couldn't see anything.

And in the vision of Su Yi and Uncle Feng, a ghost suddenly appeared on every tablet in the ancestral hall.

Without exception, these densely packed ghost figures all had their expressions twisted violently by the pain, and they wailed and screamed in pain.

They struggled to break free, but to no avail.

Su Yi and Uncle Feng looked at each other, and they both saw seriousness in each other's eyes.

"Go out first?" Su Yi suggested.

"Okay." Uncle Feng nodded.

Several people exited the ancestral hall, and everyone involuntarily took a deep breath and let out a mouthful of stale air.

The weird scene in this ancestral hall cast a shadow over everyone's heart and brought invisible pressure to them.

"Brother Feng, the people who set up this fiery situation back then were probably also trying to convert Chu people into beauty." Su Yi said.

Although he is half-baked, as long as he has learned things, he can integrate them and infer other things from one instance, so he has already analyzed the fiery situation of this understanding very thoroughly.

"This senior is so talented and brilliant that he set up this middle game, not to harm anyone, I'm afraid he wants to do a world-shattering Dafa event." Su Yi said, "First of all, use the situation of the mountain to burn the karma of the ghosts in the game. secondly, to reduce the grievances of these 66 dead souls with fiery rounds, and let Chu Renmei vent their resentment by the way. Once successful, at a certain time, he can convert these 67 dead souls in one fell swoop, which is really a great battle Merit..."

"It should be like this." Uncle Feng nodded, agreeing with Su Yi's conjecture, "It's a pity that this senior made the arrangement, but I don't know why he didn't come to end it, so that it was obviously a good ritual event, but It has become an evil law. The karma of 67 dead souls has been burnt out by the Huozhi Bureau and the Mountain Crest Bureau. That Chu Renmei should have no evil karma at all and can go directly to reincarnation. But I don’t know why it has never left ..."

"I know why, it's really a coincidence, good luck tricks people..." Su Yi sighed, "The reason why it didn't reincarnate is because there was a long-term imprint to keep it."

"Su Yin?" Uncle Feng was stunned, and suddenly said: "No wonder, no wonder! She didn't leave, but the 66 undead here had resentment because of the endless burning, and all the resentment would go back to Chu Renmei. Ghosts have nearly a hundred years of resentment, so it's no wonder that a resentment has such a majestic resentment!"

(End of this chapter)