The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 140, the spirit of ruin

While Li Wei and Mei were chatting.A little girl called out to Li Wei. This little girl was already slim. She looked about 18 years old. She was pretty and cute. She was a little sister who went to school outside, and she was the granddaughter of Uncle Lin in the village.

Li Wei smiled slightly after seeing the girl.

"Xiaohui? Are you back today?"

"Brother Daochang! You have become so tall!"

After not seeing each other for so many years, this Xiaohui was also a little surprised by Li Wei's changes, her cheeks were flushed, she looked at Li Wei and Mei next to her and said, "Is this sister-in-law?"

"No, the proprietress of the newly opened tofu shop in the village." Li Wei joked, "This craftsmanship is really good."

"Hello." Mei nodded slightly to greet her, still aloof and quiet.

However, as a former god, she is indeed polite, and she is not bound by the past etiquette. In other words, she was not a high-ranking god in the past, otherwise she would not be ensnared by this Dharani method. A mortal daughter-in-law.

"I thought you'd quietly found me a sister-in-law for the past few years when I went out."

My childhood friend, I couldn't stop exchanging pleasantries for a while.

With a taste of nostalgia, Xiaohui also represented Li Wei's past memories. When thinking of his childhood, the corners of Li Wei's mouth curled up slightly.

At that time, Xiaohui was still a girl playing with mud, and she was just a boy running between the countryside.

After exchanging pleasantries, Xiaohui went back to find her grandfather, gave Li Wei and Mei a small candy by the way, and then ran away.

This is a custom in the village. Adults give candies to children to show that they are well-behaved.
Li Wei couldn't laugh or cry, this naughty girl was taking advantage of himself and Mei.

I won't talk about it myself, at Mei's age, there are many ancestors in her family tree.

Of course, this also has the meaning of wishing the newcomers.

Mei didn't care, she peeled off the candy wrapper and threw it into her mouth to chew.

"It's pretty sweet."

The ceremony is naturally held as usual.

It doesn't have to be the opening of the gates of hell as the folks say.

"On this day, the spirit of ghosts and hostility rises, and the human world will also be affected, so there will be sacrificial offerings to dispel these ghost spirits." Mei handed all the steamed buns that had been sorted out to Li Wei.

Li Wei is also the same as usual on the Hungry Ghost Festival.

Perform Taoist ceremonies such as receiving souls, asking for water, removing filth, chanting scriptures, worshiping confessions, chanting lamps, and summoning dead souls to give food and aid.

By night.

The people in the village, beside the stream, the moment the children are most looking forward to has arrived, and the lotus lanterns are lit.

Thousands of lights entrusted with longing flow in thousands of bosoms, flowing down the stream.

At night, the lights and candles in the creek are bright, just like the stars in the sky are reflected on the earth.

It's beautiful and keeps the kids happy.

So happy.

This is so beautiful, the lights.

From the perspective of people like Li Wei and Mei who can see spiritual vision, they can see a little bit of wish power rising from the lights of thousands of houses, and the blue light spots are like fairy fire in the night sky.

Li Wei also came to the stream, watched the lanterns go by, and asked with a smile.

"How is it compared with the serious Ghost Festival before?"

"In the past, the world was chaotic, and evil spirits and hostility have affected people's normal life. The ghosts are chaotic, and now the world is peaceful. Naturally, there is no need to dispel the grievances of these dead souls."

"may be."

At this time, Li Wei saw Mei pulling her hair behind her ears, and using the bamboo basket she brought, gently slapping the stream.

This stream is exactly when the moon is facing.

However, Li Wei was a little surprised to find that the bamboo basket fetched water, but it didn't catch the water, but it caught some things like moonlight.

Peeping with spiritual vision, there was a faint blue light.

"Gengshen Yeyuehua, in which there is emperor fluid, its shape is like countless olives, ten thousand golden threads, running through the world, hanging down the world, and the grass and trees can become demons by the essence." It is called Diliuye, which can increase the power of monsters.

Li Wei thought about going back to the little pets in his Taoist temple on the hour.

"Why do you want this emperor's liquid?" Li Wei was a little curious. According to the saying, this thing is only useful for monsters.

"Go back and make tofu, it tastes better."

"You are really leisurely."

"uh-huh."

"Why do people gradually abandon the custom of dispelling the ghosts during the Ghost Festival, because there are not so many lonely ghosts now."

When Ling Xuzi was talking to Bai He beside him, he said: "The resentment and hostility of the dead souls are everywhere, and it is possible to turn into demons and poisonous miasma. The times are different."

Bai He nodded suddenly, he still had the custom of the Ghost Festival when he was a child, but now, there is, but it is more of a formal festival, without much practical significance in it.

"But now, there is not much less arrogance in the world. The former arrogance was born from the dead and the dead, but the current arrogance is born from the living."

Ling Kongzi looked in front of him, the night sky of the city, a little blue soul light rising.

These are human wishes, wishes for peace, good fortune, and joy.

However, under the night sky of the city, along with these beautiful blessings rising together, there are still pieces of dilapidated air that cannot be eliminated.

This dilapidated atmosphere emanates from the city itself.

Different from the resentment produced by corpses and killings, it was produced by the living, the demon called the city itself.

"More complex desires, more, more evil thoughts, and more 'demons' that we practitioners cannot handle live in the city, and even these demons bred by living people and cities are the only ones today. Rather than being like this, the existing demons are better off cultivating in the mountains." Ling Kongzi said lightly, with a hint of secluded practice in his tone.

"Junior brother, don't say such frustrating words. After dealing with this matter, you should also take a good rest. I also need to practice."

Ling Xuzi patted Ling Kongzi on the shoulder.

Bai He stopped talking about the Ghost Festival, and started telling Ling Xuzi and Ling Kongzi about the strange things that happened in the city recently.

A strange disease began to spread among the population.

People began to have no desires and desires, began to work less seriously, did not make progress, and became dull and insensitive to external feedback.

Sounds a bit like 'lay flat' for modern youth?
But "laying flat" is nothing more than not struggling, not working hard, not taking the initiative. The disease that has been prevalent in the city recently seems to have blurred and dulled the personality.

It's like everyone has autism.
At first, I thought it was just a mental illness caused by the stress of the city, but later, I found out that this was not the case.

There are ghosts and monsters at work.

(End of this chapter)