Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 1927 I think it's almost like becoming a ghost!
When the private school Mr. and Mrs. heard that their son would turn into a zongzi, the couple were so frightened that they almost collapsed on the ground.

Mr. Private School was calmer, endured his grief and asked: "Then, what should we do?"

Xue Gu's thin lips moved slightly: "Cremation!"

"..."

The husband and wife were suddenly ashamed.

After all, he was their son. Even though he was bitten by a zongzi, his son died unjustly, but he didn't expect that the whole body could not be preserved for a safe burial, and he had to be cremated...

In this era, in the 90s, cremation was not yet popular in Kyushu. Whether it was the high-ranking officials or ordinary people, they believed in burial. If any family wanted to be cremated, it would definitely be regarded as unfilial.

But if it is not cremated, it will harm other people sooner or later. For the sake of the overall situation, the couple reluctantly agreed.

Everyone quickly helped to set up a firewood pile, and then moved the child's body to the firewood pile.

Xue Gu looked at Fu Yuejun and the others and said, "Creating zongzi is not only about burning it with fire, but also removing the dead energy in its body, so girls, you all have to stay far away."

White stiffness, that is, the newly formed zongzi, the dead qi in the body is not stable enough, the five elements of fire and even yang qi, if burned with fire, it is easy to explode the dead qi in the zongzi.

But if there are too many living people around, these dead qi will be drawn by the breath of living people, and thus invade the body, forming a poisoning situation.

Seeing that everyone withdrew, Xue Gu stuck the talisman in his hand on the ground in the direction of the Bagua formation.

After all this was done, the torches were lit.

With a little light, the fire will blaze up.

Both Xue Gu and Sang Ling could clearly see that the child's body was shaking violently in the flames, and the surrounding talismans pressed him, making him unable to move.

……

When the last spark goes out, it will all be over.

Now that the child has been cremated, the ashes can still be kept. After the private school Mr. and his wife packed the ashes of the child, they thanked Xue Gu and the others repeatedly.

Fu Yuejun and the others went all the way back, but they still didn't see anyone on the way. After returning, she asked Xue Gu: "Since there are already zongzi haunting, what happened to the man who lost his three souls and lost his seven souls?"

"Also, where did the zongzi come from?"

This incident is very strange. Why did so many things happen overnight?

Is it Hideo Abe?
Or who?
"Don't worry, listen to me slowly."

Xue Gu took a gentle look at Fu Yuejun. He stood in front of the window, squinted his eyes to look at the sky, and said slowly, "Kyushu has a vast territory. It's not as simple as what you see."

"Beyond Kyushu, there are fairylands such as Penglai, and there are countless monks living in seclusion outside the mountains."

"Thousands of years ago, the monks could still concentrate on cultivation without distracting thoughts, so as to pray for the law of prolonging life."

"Even if you don't become a fairy and live forever, you can live a hundred years without disease or disaster."

"But as time goes by, people will develop greed and try to become immortals and Taoists, so they walk on the wrong path."

"Often the evil paths they take will increase their Taoism by absorbing other people's vitality, or use other people's souls to refine alchemy."

"But no matter which one, it will bring disaster in the future."

Therefore, in order to avoid punishment, those monks will use sorcery to harm people even more crazily, stabilize their morality, increase their lifespan, and wait for the day when they become enlightened.

"Damn!" Hearing this, Sang Ling cursed fiercely, scolding with extreme disdain: "You want to become a Taoist just by hurting people like this, I think it's almost as good as becoming a ghost!"

It's a pity that there are many monks who are stubborn.

I always feel that as long as I add endless life spans to myself, I can compete with the sky and strive for the avenue of ascension.

(End of this chapter)