Yin Fu Daojun

Chapter 74 Impermanence
The sun sets and night falls.

Xie Duan was busy delivering the house in the morning, and it was not until the afternoon that he bought the sacrificial supplies and went to the ancestral grave to worship the ancestors.

Although not as dignified as the big family, he did his best and basically followed the rules, which took several hours.

First weeds are cleared, tombstones are cleaned, offerings are placed, land is worshiped, ancestors are worshiped, and finally the four directions are worshiped, and so on.

A set of steps, completely in accordance with local customs.

After finishing these, Xie Duan waited at the ancestral grave for a while, until the fragrance was burned out and the candles were extinguished, then he got up and returned to the city.

After all, the weather is hot and dry, and if it causes a fire, it will be terrible.

Back in the county seat, the sky was already getting dark. At this time, a round of bright moon was hanging high in the sky, casting soft brilliance on the earth.

On the street, people come and go, and lanterns are hung on both sides, which can be used for lighting, and it is also to set off a festive atmosphere.

On the banks of the moat, many people are releasing river lanterns to remember their ancestors.

Although the Hungry Ghost Festival is said to be based on sacrificing ancestors, it is also called the joy of the living in the name of sacrificing the dead. With the gathering of the majority of participants, it has already become a grand festival.

Starting from the previous dynasty, the imperial court allowed officials to have a three-day holiday on the Zhongyuan Festival, and in the Qi Dynasty, the curfew on the Zhongyuan night was canceled, that is to say, people can revel all night on this night.

Buddhism calls it the Yulan Festival, and Taoism calls it the forgiveness of sins by local officials.

On this day, in addition to offering sacrifices to ancestors and organizing various Buddhist and Taoist activities, people in the world will also beat gongs and drums, dance lions and watch lanterns, etc.

All in all, just two words.

lively!

Standing on the street, you will not feel the horror of the Ghost Festival, but only the bustling bustling, which can be seen from this.

Xie Duan put a few river lanterns on the bank of the moat, and at this moment he was also among the crowd, feeling the lively atmosphere around him, feeling inexplicably emotional in his heart, and he didn't know how long this excitement would last!
On the contrary, Briquette didn't have as much thought as he did.

If you have enough sleep during the day, at night, you will be active.

Lying on the mouth of the Qiankun pocket, wandering leisurely, looking at the lively atmosphere around, of course eating, drinking and having fun is indispensable, Xie Duan can't do anything about it, but fortunately there is still some money left on him, which is enough.

It was so close to Haishi that the man and the mouse went back home.

Xie Duan bought some talisman-making supplies such as cinnabar yellow paper, and at the same time poured a gourd of wine, left the downtown area, and walked straight to the south of the city.

The noisy voices of people gradually faded away. Walking on the spacious yellow mud road at this time, you can see houses on both sides, brightly lit, and you can even see someone burning paper at the door.

Wuliu Bridge in the south of the city, the water under the bridge connects to the moat, so you can see many river lanterns floating down from the upper reaches, but right now, no one is walking on this section of the road, and every house is closed.

On the shore, the willow branches fluttered in the wind, and the surroundings seemed a little silent.

"Thank you son..."

Suddenly, vaguely, a somewhat familiar voice came to Xie Duan's ears. He raised his eyes and looked around, but there was no one around.

But at the same time, the yin-yang talisman sent out a feeling.

"Be honest! Yin and Yang are separated, how can they disturb strangers?"

Another voice came, with a very severe tone.

Xie Duan felt that something was wrong, so he simply recited the formula silently, the qi in his dantian surged, he stretched out his two fingers to touch in front of his eyes, and immediately opened his eyes.

At this time, I followed the prestige, and I saw a familiar figure looming at the intersection on the left, wearing handcuffs and shackles, walking forward slowly.

"Master Wang?"

With just one glance, Xie Duan recognized it.

A bad premonition hit my heart instantly.

And at the side of Master Wang, there were two other people following him, one as black as coal and the other as white as frost, holding an iron chain, erratic.

The two wore tall hats, one with the inscription "One Sight Makes Money", and the other with the words "The World is Peaceful". Their white tongues stick out, about two or three feet long, and their black faces are serious, making people feel at ease at first sight. shudder.

"Black and white impermanence? Really black and white impermanence!"

Xie Duan was convinced that he was not mistaken, and couldn't help being shocked.

"My lords, I beg you, I beg you, please do me a favor and let me go back! There are still wives and children in my family who need my care. If I leave with you, how will they live?"

At this moment, perhaps because of the opening of the Dharma Eye, Xie Duan was able to hear their voices clearly.

"Follow us honestly! Everyone said that before going down, it won't work if we two brothers sell badly here."

Bai Wuchang persuaded with kind words, and his tone was kind.

"Death is like a lamp going out, don't blame me for being rude if you want to talk too much."

Black impermanence is eloquent and majestic.

It is said that ghosts are open on the Ghost Festival, and no night travel is allowed. I didn't expect that I would actually run into it tonight, and I don't know whether to be happy or worried.

But this broadened Xie Duan's horizons.

It turns out that in this world, there really is a underworld.

From this point of view, the gods of heaven will no longer be legends.

This situation made Xie Duan feel astonished and helpless at the same time. Wang Rui was with the two of them, needless to say, he could guess what was going on. This Mr. Wang was probably no longer a man of the mortal world.

He froze in place, thought for a moment, and then stepped forward.

In any case, I have been favored by others.

"Seventh Lord and Eighth Lord, please stay for a while!"

He chased after them, and stopped a foot away from them.

"Thank you young master, thank you young master for saving me."

When Wang Rui saw him, he pleaded as if seeing a life-saving straw, but Xie Duan just glanced at him and ignored him.

"Xiao Ke, Xie Duan, I have met Seventh Master and Eighth Master."

He then gave a salute to the two of them.

The big names of black and white impermanence, not to mention Xie Duan, even ordinary common people, are all like thunder, and their reputation spreads far and wide.

Seeing this scene for the first time, black and white Wuchang looked at each other.

"Sir, you are polite!"

I can see the two of them, and they are doing the first salute of the Daoist sect. I think they are members of the Daoist sect, so I dare not be too rude.

Especially after hearing him say that his surname is also Xie.

Bai Wuchang immediately bowed his hands to him and returned the courtesy.

"Sir, why stop my two brothers?"

Hei Wuchang looked him up and down, and asked him bluntly.

"To tell you the truth, I have some connections with this old master Wang, just now I heard him call me back, I was afraid that my wish would not be fulfilled, so I boldly stepped forward, if I pretended to be a model, I hope that the seventh and eighth masters will not take offense. "

Xie Duan didn't beat around the bush, and directly explained his intentions.

After hearing this, the two of them understood.

Hei Wuchang looked at Wang Rui next to him with a serious expression.

"Human beings and ghosts have different paths, and yin and yang are separated. Since you are a practitioner, how can you not know this truth? How dare we know the law and break the law!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was no doubt that it was obviously rejected.

Xie Duan watched the expressions of the two, and suddenly saw a wine gourd hanging on each of their waists, after a little thought, there was a hint of calculation in his heart.

"The rules of the underworld, how dare I break them! Since this matter embarrasses the two of you, I won't force it."

With a smile on his face, he paused, then spoke again.

"Speaking of which, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's not easy for the two of you to come here. Since you and I met here, it is fate. I wonder if the seventh and eighth masters will show your face, and have a few drinks in the humble house. It's a good experience." A festive atmosphere."

　Ask for a ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)