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Chapter 225

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When one person dies, the whole family dies!

This kind of pain is a pain that cuts to the skin, and it is a pain that penetrates to the bone.

Yang Chen was silent.

Ma Lao was silent.

Ma Wen was silent.

Liang Shanbo was silent.

For a while, it was very quiet, and a needle could be heard.

The atmosphere is very depressing, no one knows what to say and what to say in the face of such a thing!
No matter how good it is, can it bring the dead back to life?

No matter how good it is, can it make the elderly less sad?
People are already sixty years old, and gold and silver mountains are of much benefit to the elderly. They don't eat much, drink too much, and don't spend much. They only need a bowl of rice and a mouthful of hot water to continue their life for the rest of their lives.

She didn't ask much, she raised her grandson and married him a wife.

Just such a little request, such a little extravagant hope, was ruthlessly strangled by God.

How can people who have never experienced such pain understand it?

"Come on, let's go to Tang Xiaomao's house!"

Hearing such things, Yang Chen couldn't sit still.

Ma Wencai and Liang Shanbo also stood up following Yang Chen.

Master Ma is going.

Yang Chen waved his hand, "Give me the list of the family members of the deceased, and then send me a person in charge of this matter, just take me there, and you don't have to go."

"The dead are gone, and the living will continue to live."

Ma Lao said, "Okay, the old man in my house is in charge of this matter, let him take you there!"

"You can go and have a look!"

At that moment, someone called a person. This person was in his thirties, with a back like a scorpion and a waist like a knife, with sharp edges and corners. His eyes were radiant and his temples were raised high. He was obviously a good practitioner.

"Patriarch, what can I do for you?"

Ma Lao said, "Ma Er, this is a gentleman from the mansion, Mr. Yang Chen Yang, a well-known moon-inviting talent in Weicheng, you go and take Mr. Yang to visit the family members of the deceased."

"When you go, remember to bring more things, bank notes."

Ma Erdao, "Yes, this subordinate will prepare now!"

Do things cleanly and without procrastination.

After the preparations were completed, everyone bid farewell to Mr. Ma and set foot on the road to the home of the deceased.

the first!
It was Tang Xiaomao's home.

The broken thatched huts are also ventilated from all sides and ventilated from all directions, which is comparable to the place where Yang Chen himself lives.

However, next to these thatched huts, there is a newly built house, which is very clean.

"This is Tang Xiaomao's house. The house has just been built and will be used for marrying a wife in May." Ma Er said this, feeling very sad.

This Tang Xiaomao's life is too bad.

As soon as life started to improve, he let go.

"Go, go in and have a look."

Yang Chen walked in.

There were quite a few people in the yard and house, and they were preparing to mourn Tang Xiaomao.

However, there was only one person, with white hair all over his head, crying bitterly as he supported the coffin, his throat was already hoarse.

Ma Er said softly, "She is Tang Xiaomao's grandma. Once Tang Xiaomao died, she lost her spiritual support, and also lost the desire and motivation to continue living. It is estimated that this old man will be gone soon."

The old man was distraught, crying loudly, and there was no trace of life in his eyes, as if he was a dead person.

"Master Ma is here!"

"People from the Ma family!"

"They are also here to give Xiaomao a ride!"

"Seeing that they are a good family again, who would have thought that it would be like this in a blink of an eye!"

Those who came to help were all neighbors of the Tang family.

Tang Xiaomao's grandma was unmoved and had nothing to love in life.

Yang Chen sighed silently.

Death is the greatest thing!

Walking into Tang Xiaomao's mourning hall, he lit the incense and worshiped.

However, he frowned immediately.

Divine power surged, and divine light gushed out from his eyes, looking at Tang Xiaomao's coffin.

On top of Tang Xiaomao's coffin, there was a lot of yin and resentment.

A thin phantom, standing in the midst of resentment and yin, looking at the crying old man holding the coffin with bleeding eyes.

"This is Tang Xiaomao's soul. After his violent death, he was full of resentment and could not be reincarnated at all."

"Once Tang Xiaomao's soul is corroded by resentment and his consciousness is blinded, he will turn into a ghost and endanger the world."

"We need to find a way to get rid of his grievances."

Then he walked in front of Tang Xiaomao's grandmother, and comforted the old man who had lost his grandson.

"Old man, mourning and obedience, Xiaomao was filial to the elderly in his lifetime, gentle and humble, and after death, he will definitely feel filial piety, gather incense and become a god, and benefit one side."

"Xiao Mao became a god, which is equivalent to the line of the Tang family, which will never be cut off."

Tang Xiaomao's grandma's eyes were dim and her tears were streaming down her face.

"Xiao Mao, what a wonderful child, how can he just say no, and then disappear?"

"He's just a child, how could he become a god?"

"Who will think of him but me?"

Yang Chen's eyes were like lightning, and when the old man said these words, more blood flowed from Tang Xiaomao's eyes.

Now that Tang Xiaomao is dead, he turned into a ghost through his resentment.

As ghosts, they can't cry. They don't have tears. If they want to cry, they can only bleed, all the blood in their bodies before they were alive.

"I have practiced the Dao and attained the Quanzhen Sutra. My mind and soul are in the past, and I became the Yuanshi Heavenly King. The Heavenly King is the most merciful. He opened calamity to save people, and the immortal way is precious to life. Today I encountered this, so I saved this little Tang Xiaomao once." , Let’s see if he has good luck.”

Looking at the old man who is in pain.

Yang Chen said, "Old man, I am Yang Chen, a talented scholar from Weicheng. When I was young, I met a stranger and had to pass on a scripture. This scripture is very mysterious. After I recite it, the living can gain enlightenment." , the dead ascend to heaven."

"Little Mao was unfortunately killed, and my heart is as sad as the old woman. Today I will open the altar to perform again, and send Xiao Mao a ride. I also ask the old lady for permission."

After a person dies, rich people will naturally invite scholars and masters of martial arts to come to their homes and read scriptures to save people.

However, the old woman was distraught and did not think of this verse.

Moreover, it costs a lot to invite people to chant scriptures, and the elderly cannot afford such expenses.

Now hearing that Yang Chen is going to open an altar for his grandson and recite scriptures to save people, he is overjoyed, he regains a little energy, and bows his hands in a salute: "That's it, thank you Mr. Yang."

Yang Chen said, "No need to be too polite!"

Sitting beside the old man, Yang Chen did not leave.

Close your eyes and rest your mind, adjust your mental state.

A sage is always good at saving people, so he never abandons people; he is always good at saving things, so he never abandons things.

The immortal way is precious, and there is no measure of human beings.

Yang Chen opened his mouth, expressing the supreme truth.

The sound is like a bell ringing, and the Taoist voiceless sound is secretly transported, so that everyone can hear it inside and outside, suppressing all noises.

"Longhan Yankang, insignificant and billions of kalpas. In the chaos, there is no color above, no abyss below, the wind and the hole are empty, and the Vajrayana sky. In the sky and in the world, there is no darkness, no form, no shadow, no limit and infinity. Dafan, Liaoguo Wuguang, Chiming opened the map, and the luck is natural. Yuanshi Anzhen, five chapters. Chishu jade characters, eight powers and dragons, to protect the disaster and make the sky last forever. Brahma Qi Miluo, Wanfan Opening. Yuangang flow performance, 33 days. Rotation is colorless, returning to the ten directions every week. Rotating the bucket and calendar, returning to the Wuchang..."

"At that time, the God of Rescue Suffering filled the realms of the ten directions. He always rescued all sentient beings with his majestic and divine power, and he was able to avoid going astray. All sentient beings did not realize it, just like seeing the sun and the moon blindly. Qingyun opens the gate of life, auspicious smoke fills the dead households, and at the beginning of Xuanyuan, he uses auspiciousness to sense the opportunity to save all sins and all disasters."

"Top-Grade Wonderful Sutra of Mysterious Spirit Treasure of the Taishang Cave without Measurable People"!
Also known as "Lingbao Saving People Sutra"!
Known as the head of all scriptures, the sect of all dharmas, and the source of all dharma realms.

Those who can save the living will gain the Tao, and the dead will ascend to heaven.

This precious scripture is the first time it appears in this world.

As soon as I recite it, the heaven and the earth feel it, and there are infinite visions descending on the heaven and the earth.

Tang Xiaomao's house!

Immediately, the wind rose and the clouds surged, and there were bursts of thunder.

A piece of colorful light came from the sky and enveloped the place, the clouds were steaming and the sky was magnificent.

There are also celestial maidens scattering flowers, and golden lotuses springing up from the ground.

And at the feet of Tang Xiaomao's soul, a golden lotus suddenly appeared, he stepped on it, accompanied by the golden lotus, rose slowly, reached the mid-air, sat cross-legged on the golden lotus, put his hands together, closed his eyes and listened quietly, his soul was enlarged Let the light shine, and the resentment dissipates.

The mysterious scriptures emerged in Tang Xiaomao's soul, and he continued to recite them along with Yang Chen, with a resounding voice that spread throughout the ten directions, and gods, demons, humans, ghosts, and immortals could all be heard.

"What scripture is this?" Many gods, demons, humans, ghosts, and immortals, upon hearing this scripture, felt good thoughts in their hearts and were shocked.

(End of this chapter)