Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 55 Black or White?Heaven and Earth Mystery

The Qingming Festival was held for another day, and it was considered a successful conclusion.

I don't know how many incense sticks and paper money were burned. Lin Zhuming also burned those paper people, paper horses, golden boys and jade girls, and even those card tablets.

Qinghua is extradited, and the gods guide him, pull out the dead and surpass the living, and rescue the suffering.

It's just that when burning those card slots, Lin Zhuoming always remembered that they were the "full house guests".

"Thank you Master!" An old man came over with an egg: "I haven't dreamed about my mother for many years. I dreamed about it last night. I thought she came to pick me up... She said she came to see me... ...It's really my mother, the voice and appearance are exactly the same as back then."

The old man's eyes were full of tears: "Thank you, Master Lin, these eggs are eggs laid by my own chickens, there are really no good things..."

The old man wiped away his tears with his sleeves. It can be seen that the ghosts that others are afraid of running into during the Ching Ming Festival are the relatives that others have never dreamed of for many years.

Lin Zhuming sighed: "Keep the eggs for the grandson at home, and the poor can just take a few, and it will be considered as a favor from you, the old man."

After several pushes, Lin Zhuming finally did not accept all the eggs.

But apart from this old man, there are more old people or children who said that they saw their deceased relatives last night. As for why the young and strong could not see them, it may be because of the strong yang energy, which makes it difficult for relatives to fall asleep.

So more villagers came to the Longevity Palace to worship God, fulfill their vows, and even send eggs, chickens, ducks, and fresh vegetables to Lin Zhuming.

Lin Zhuming didn't collect all of them, but only selected some to enshrine to the real monarch.

These thanks are simple but full of emotion. Lin Zhuoming doesn't know if this is a merit.

But obviously feeling better.

Zhao Zhongxin opened his mouth wide: "My master used to hold the Qingming ceremony, but there were only a few sporadic people who said that they dreamed of their relatives and brought things to thank them, but if you hold a ceremony like yours, the effect is so obvious, it is really like It's like a dream."

Good guy, you have to compare everything with your master, you are really a good apprentice of Zhao Chengwen.

Lin Zhuming said, "It's also my first time to host a Fa conference. I think it's because of my sincerity to touch the world."

Really touched the world.

It's just hard to say how it feels.

Lin Zhuming felt a little tired, and yawned: "Junior brother, poor Taoist, go and meditate for a while."

"Okay!" Zhao Zhongxin looked at the things sent by the villagers, and was already thinking about how to improve the food.

Lin Zhuming meditated facing the real gentleman, as if he was in a slumber, and his spirit was in the dark.

Visualize the splendor of the sun and the moon, refine your form and perfect your spirit.

But imagine that when Yuanshen drives the chariot of six dragons to the sun and the moon, the original "black and white" realm, that is, it is either day or night, either the sun or the moon.Another change has appeared in the visualization scene.

The dawn of day and night.

The dusk of the alternation of day and night.

The morning light is dark.

The sky was dark at dusk.

Going up to the Xuan and down to the siege, day and night, the rotation is not repaired.

Yin and Yang are in harmony, and heaven and earth are harmonious.

Lin Zhuming vaguely seemed to see the "Qi" and "God" in his body.

"Is this the realm of internal vision?" Lin Zhuming thought.

But seeing his heart, there is a faint red light, and above the red light, there is a red silk thread, which connects to an unknown place.

At this time, the bright mirror shines brightly, revealing a Dharma door.

"Purple Micro Fate"

"Inlaid with stars and inlaid with life, birth and cultivation of gods."

But I saw phantoms of octagonal natal charts floating there.

Ziwei is in the center, the sun and the moon are left and right, the south and the north are dippers, each showing its own light, the three stars of fortune, wealth and longevity connect the north and the south, and there are five directions to suppress the stars, and the four elephants have 28 constellations.

However, the only ones that are slightly bright now are the sun, the moon, and Ziwei.

None of the other stars had a trace of brilliance.

In addition to marrying Lin to the moon and Yu Yi to the sun, Lin Zhuming himself gave birth to a fundamental method, which was also derived from the method of the sun and the moon.

Lin Zhuming said in his heart: "Ziwei Xing has always been the emperor's fate star, not a mortal star. Ziwei Doushu is also known as the number one magic number in the world. I don't know if I can repair this horoscope and see if it can be done in advance."

But after swallowing a wisp of Yuyi's purple energy, Lin Zhuming felt a little warm.

When he woke up at this moment, Zhao Zhongxin had already closed the mandala.

Lin Zhuming threw those tributes into the "pillar of incense".

After wrapping it with a layer of incense ash, Lin Zhuoming picked it up again and put it in a sack.

But when they reached the Jiangning River, there were vaguely ghosts moving beside the ditch beside the river.

If you want to go from the ditch to the reservoir, if there are children playing there, they will be dragged down by the water ghost.

It's just that this ditch has been cast by Lin Zhuoming's incantation to prevent the invasion of the gods, but now it has no effect.

Throw the tributes stained with incense into the river one by one.

Those who didn't know thought Lin Zhuming was making a nest.

But seeing Lin Zhuoming muttering something, he was feeding these water ghosts.

The surface of the water bulged, and a big herring swallowed the tribute, followed by another.

These herrings are extremely dark, and some water ghosts are possessing these herrings.

After feeding the tribute, Lin Zhuming said: "Although it is difficult for a drowned ghost to die, I didn't put the dojo by the Jiangning River yesterday to help you, but since I have eaten the tribute, I will give the poor Taoist some points." For the sake of face, if you eat this dumpling, you won’t be hungry for three years, so don’t harm anyone.”

There was the sound of bubbling and snoring underwater.

Lin Zhuming nodded slightly: "Since the Yinjiang River is irrigated with water from the Ning River, it is natural that you will be offered a stick of incense on weekdays. From then on, there will be incense offerings on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year."

Lin Zhuming was able to understand nonsense in the first place, but now it seems that his "Tongyou" ability has been strengthened a bit.

On the way back, I saw that blind old woman, Widow Zhou, being pushed and pushed by several middle-aged women: "And you said you didn't steal it!"

"The clothes on you belong to my family!"

"Hello, Widow Zhou, we usually help you to pamper you, and we even asked our man to carry water for you, just to see how pitiful you are, and you actually repay your kindness by stealing our things."

"I just said that she is obviously blind, how can she still go out to buy things often."

"Here's the money I got for selling Bud... I didn't steal it..."

"You also said...you really know people, face but not heart."

"No, I have to go to her house to see how many things have been stolen. I have already seen that she is a thief."

The word thief hit a blind old lady, bending her spine all at once.

"I'm not a thief, I haven't stolen anything, my hands are clean, I..."

But the defense is weak.

Those strong peasant women are not necessarily bad people. After all, some of them came to the Taoist temple to help form the Youth League, but their anger has already controlled them, and they vented to the weak with the attitude of the strong.

Lin Zhuoming recognized the widow Zhou, the miserable person who claimed to be the lone star of the evil spirit and wanted to save herself.

Immediately, the heart of compassion was mobilized, and he stepped forward: "Sisters, what happened?"

(End of this chapter)