corpse village

To be honest, this tomb is still a treasured place of geomantic omen, very suitable for practicing Taoism and chanting scriptures.Therefore, after Jiang Damang left, my master and monk Huizhi sat in front of the tomb and recited scriptures.

According to my master, he and monk Huizhi recite scriptures here, not only can nourish the yuan, but also can make the soul of the tomb owner and the ghost of the tomb come back earlier.

Originally, according to my temperament, I would definitely not be able to sit still at this time, and would run around.However, my master told me that there are some evil gates in this mountain, and told me not to run around and just stay here.

My master told me that reciting the "Qian Kun Sutra" in this place would make me improve a lot, so he told me that I would be idle anyway, so I might as well recite the sutras with them.

For this order of my master, I have to obey.Although I don't like chanting scriptures very much, I know very well that chanting scriptures can improve my morality.

Besides, Master cannot accompany me for the rest of my life. When I grow up, I will have to face those ghosts by myself.If I don't learn my skills now, I won't be able to get along after leaving Master.Therefore, after Master finished speaking, I obediently recited the "Qian Kun Jing".

When it was getting late, Jiang Damang came with a basket in his hand.

"Master, I've brought you food. You must be hungry!" Jiang Damang yelled, waving his hands when we were still two or three hundred meters away.

Not only me, but even my master and monk Huizhi did not expect that Jiang Damang would come to deliver food to us.It seems that after a catastrophe, this Jiang Damang has really changed.

After eating the food delivered by Jiang Damang, Jiang Damang carried the basket and left. In front of the tomb, only us, the master and the apprentice, and the wise monk were left.

Slowly, it was getting dark.Because it is winter, the mountain wind is blowing loudly, which inevitably makes people feel a little cold.Although the moon is brighter this night, its light is definitely incomparable to that of the sun, even compared to kerosene lamps.Therefore, I can only vaguely see the ground around me.I couldn't see the master and monk Huizhi right in front of my eyes.

Standing in front of the tomb at night, there are still ghosts going back to the tomb. To be honest, although Master and monk Huizhi are there, I am still a little scared at this moment.

"If you are afraid, just recite the "Qian Kun Jing"." My master reminded me.

After my master reminded me, I immediately recited the "Qian Kun Jing". As I recited it, the distracting thoughts in my heart gradually dissipated, and I no longer felt afraid.

At this moment, there were some "woo-woo" sounds in the mountain wind, and, accompanied by that sound, the wind suddenly became biting.

At this time, the voices of my master and monk Huizhi chanting scriptures immediately became louder, every word and every sentence, sonorous and powerful, like a bell.I knew that the tomb guard and the tomb owner must have returned.

"Ow!"

The little lazy cat, who had been sleeping in the Qiankun jade, suddenly jumped out, and with a long howl, the little lazy cat ran forward excitedly.I know that the little lazy cat must have found food, otherwise it wouldn't be so excited.

"Little lazy cat, don't act rashly!" My master yelled, seeing the little lazy cat stop, and then continued: "Although the tomb guard ghost is a fierce ghost, he has never actively hurt anyone, and he has also cultivated some Taoism. Just let it go!"

As soon as my master finished speaking, the little lazy cat who was so excited just now immediately became listless.I saw that the little lazy cat walked towards me lazily, let out a cry, and then lay down on the ground.

This guy, seeing that he had nothing to eat, immediately fell asleep again.Why!I really can't afford to hurt it!

At this time, a man in his twenties, wearing a white Hanfu with an angry expression on his face, came over.From the looks of it, he should be the soul of that scholar.According to my master, this scholar has practiced Taoism for more than 300 years, and his Taoism is very high, so although he is a soul, he can still speak.

"Are you the owner of this tomb?" My master asked in the tone of chanting sutras.My master once said that when talking to ghosts, you can use the same words as you usually talk to people, but the tone of speech must be the same as when you are chanting sutras, otherwise the ghosts may miss it, which will affect communication.

"It's right here." The white-clothed scholar saluted my master and replied.The scholar's voice was erratic, some words were weak and some words were strong, but I could barely hear them clearly.

"I'm here this time to return your things. However, there is still a blue and white porcelain vase that I haven't recovered, but I will definitely recover it for you within one month." My master said.

"Thank you, Taoist priest. But you won't be able to chase back that blue and white porcelain vase," said the scholar in white.

"Why?" my master asked.Obviously, my master has already noticed that this scholar in white must know something inside.

"I just wanted to practice Taoism in this tomb, and I didn't want to care about the affairs of the world, but the greed of some people in the world broke the peace of us dead people. I will deal with this matter myself, and the Taoist priest don't worry about it." It's gone." Said the scholar in white.

Although the speech of the scholar in white was polite, my master could still feel that there was a cavity of anger hidden in his stomach.

"You can't live by doing your own crimes. Those people have done their own crimes, and they should suffer for themselves. However, if you can not hurt the innocent, after one month, when you get back the blue and white porcelain vase, I can help you do it and keep it safe." You have practiced for more than 300 years." My master said.

The tomb of the white-clothed scholar was stolen, and the objects of Taoism displayed inside were also stolen. Although this will not destroy all of his Taoism, it will also damage his nearly 50 years of Taoism.However, if my master and monk Huizhi help him practice, the 50 years of Taoism can still be preserved.

However, my master would hurt his own vitality by doing so.Therefore, for my master, it is not in his own good interest to do so.

As for why my master did this, it was because he was afraid that the scholar in white would hurt the innocent, so he used this condition to restrain the scholar in white.Those who cultivate the Tao, be compassionate!

"No way, the Taoist priest has helped me once, and I already owe the Taoist priest a favor, and I must not owe any more. Besides, if the Taoist priest really helps me, it will definitely damage my vitality. In that case, It might be detrimental to the Taoist priest." The scholar in white said.

"I know that you were a good person in front of you, and you are also a good ghost after death. Whether you are helping a good person or a good ghost, it is an accumulation of good deeds. Even if you lose some vitality, you will also accumulate some merits. Calculated like this, It’s not bad to be poor,” my master said.

Don't say it's a ghost, even if it's a human, when it's frantic, it's possible to hurt the innocent.Although the white-clothed scholar is well-mannered now, he obviously has a heart of hatred for the world because of the theft of the tomb.Therefore, my master, a Taoist priest from the world, had to show him the goodness and beauty of the world, so as to dispel his hatred for the world.

"Then thank the Taoist priest." The scholar in white said.

After finishing the business, the scholar in white told us about his life experience.This white-clothed scholar is called Cai Ming. He was admitted as a scholar in the third year of Chongzhen.In the year when he was admitted as a scholar, he was accepted as an apprentice by a Taoist priest. Since then, he has devoted himself to practicing Taoism and has no intention of fame.

When Cai Ming was 25 years old, he suddenly contracted a serious illness. The doctor at the time said it was an accumulation of lumps, and prescribed some prescriptions, but nothing worked.

This is actually quite normal, let alone in ancient times when medical technology was backward, even in the present when technology is so advanced, the accumulation of symptoms is not curable.The so-called accumulation of lumps in ancient times is the cancer that everyone fears now.

After suffering from this disease, Cai Ming passed away within a year.

After Cai Ming fell ill, his master built this tomb for him, and the things in this tomb, as well as the ghost guarding the grave, were all made by his master.It was precisely because of his master's help that Cai Ming was able to continue to practice Taoism after death.

As for who Cai Ming's master is, Cai Ming didn't take the initiative to mention it, so we didn't ask too much.However, I can feel that Cai Ming's master must be a good person, and he must be awesome, at least better than my master.