Chapter 26: The Monk's Discovery 3

According to traditional customs, from the time of death, a person must pay homage every seven days, which is called "doing seven" or "passing seven". One of the seven is called the "first seven", the third seven is called the "scattered seven", the fifth seven is called the "full seven", and the seven seven is called the "broken seven" or "the end seven". Among them, the more important is the first seven.

Why is the first seven important? Because it is generally believed that the soul of the deceased will wander around before the first seven, and the first seven will return home on this day to see and then reincarnate, representing the last nostalgia for the human world. The family should prepare a meal for the soul of the deceased before the soul returns, and the living must avoid it, and if it is not possible, the best way is to sleep, and if it is not possible to sleep, it is necessary to hide in the bed. Because if the soul of the deceased is allowed to see his family, it will be remembered by him and affect reincarnation.

And that night, it was their daughter's first seven.

White represents silence, tranquility, and rest. Therefore, when attending funerals or mourning the deceased, they will wear white filial piety clothes and drape white filial piety cloth to hope that the deceased will rest in peace. Although red is an auspicious, sunny color, but also a restless, restless color, red is just the opposite of white, he is not a silent color, he represents restlessness, can provoke the resentment of the deceased, let the deceased complain, when the resentment is very deep, it will become a ghost.

Whether to become a ghost after death, the key is resentment, deep resentment, then the ghost will not disperse, nor will it enter the underworld, with the support of resentment to drive the ghost to revenge, because the ghost is afraid of red, so use red to exorcise ghosts, if you wear red when you die, you will not be afraid of red and fearless, so as to become a real ghost.

————————————————

And what the vacuum is afraid of is the red dress that the couple mentioned about their daughter before she died. He turned around and packed up the utensils used for the practice, thought about it, and brought the demon pestle handed down by his master, according to the old abbot, this demon pestle was passed on to his generation, and it has been passed down for three generations.

The vacuum asked for the address, asked for the name, and asked the couple to go back first. At this time, it was evening, and it was still early in the night, so after he had packed up, he changed into a robe, and went to the main hall to kneel in front of the Buddha, gently put the demon pestle in front of his knees, and put his hands together to pray to his heart

"All the Buddhas, Dharmas and monks of the Third World of the Ten Directions have been blessed with mercy, and I have fulfilled my great wish to transcend Li Xinlan's current liberation. ”

The vacuum made everything extremely careful and careful, and as he continued to chant the secret method, it was faintly visible that the demon-descending pestle gradually showed some Buddha-like light. It wasn't until about 10 o'clock in the evening that the vacuum got up from the futon, rubbed his stiff knees, and drove down the mountain in the minivan that the temple usually uses to buy vegetables.

When I arrived at Zhang Ping's house, it was already 11 o'clock at night. The husband and wife were sitting anxiously in the living room, and when they heard the vacuum knocking on the door, Li Xingguo quickly got up and let the vacuum in. After the vacuum came in, I searched carefully in the house first, but I didn't feel any cold breath.

After checking the vacuum, he sat down cross-legged in the living room, and carefully recalled what the husband and wife said, according to Zhang Ping, this Li Xinlan appeared in her bedroom for the first time, and ran to the bedroom of the husband and wife for the second time, there must be a reason for this. Thinking of this, he asked

"Donor, have you touched any items in your house lately?"

Li Xingguo shook his head, this house is cleaned up, it has always been his wife who is doing it, Zhang Ping has been in a bad mood recently, covered his head and thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered.

"Didn't I see the child again the day before yesterday, I was really panicked yesterday, and I cleaned up her things again, and I put them in the cupboard directly after reading them. Any questions, Master?"

Vacuum frowned and nodded, if you say this, the problem may be here, and he motioned for Zhang Ping to bring all the things. Zhang Ping hurriedly went back to the house and pulled out a small cardboard box from under the bed, brought it to the vacuum and put it down.

As the box was put down, a cold aura that ordinary people could not feel permeated the air, and the box was opened in a vacuum, and all that was put on it were Li Xinlan's photos, as well as some books, certificates and other things, he carefully took out the things little by little and put them on the coffee table, there seemed to be nothing unusual, and when the carton was about to bottom, he suddenly found the source of the breath.

At the bottom of the box was an ordinary-looking notebook, but when the vacuum's hand first touched the notebook, there was an extremely evil aura, and his hand hurt and the hairs on his body stood up. The vacuum stabilized his mind and picked up the notebook despite the discomfort.

Zhang Ping saw that the vacuum took the notebook in his hand, and couldn't help but speak

"Master, my daughter's suicide note has been caught in it. ”

Vacuum nodded when he heard this, the suicide note was folded and sandwiched to the middle, and the vacuum turned directly to that page, took out the suicide note, held it in his hand, and opened it.

"Ahh

Zhang Ping pointed to the suicide note, covering her mouth with a look of disbelief

"Why, how can this be!" Li Xingguo poked his head to take a look, and he also took two steps back in fright and sat on the sofa. Vacuum carefully looked at the suicide note in his hand, and there was a bloody breath in front of him, and a few bright red words of "hate" were shocking, but at this time, it seemed that the blood stains had never dried up, and a few more traces dripped on the paper along the original traces.

Vacuum closed the suicide note and put it on the table, at this time there were already eyebrows in my heart, if nothing else, the problem should be in this suicide note, and the resentment gathered on it was so strong that it almost dizzed my brain.

"When we took it home, there were no blood stains, how could it look like it had just been written, master, what is going on?" Zhang Ping asked as she looked at the suicide note in horror

The vacuum did not answer, he put all the contents of the original box into the cardboard box, looked at the time, there were still a few minutes until 12 o'clock in the morning.

"Two donors, the poor monk is doing it here, don't go in, please go back to the bedroom to rest" Vacuum waved his hand, signaling the husband and wife to go back to the bedroom to rest, Li Xingguo saw this, quickly pulled his wife back to the bedroom, closed the door and locked it uneasily, after lying down, the couple looked at each other, and the sound of the two of them fluttering and beating violently could be heard in the quiet bedroom.

Vacuum turned off the light, sat cross-legged in the living room, the magic pestle was placed in hand, and there were six-character mantras and other items on the other side, quietly looking at the clock hanging on the wall, the second hand "tick, tick" turned the last turn, and when it came to 12 o'clock, it stopped jumping and couldn't move.

The suicide note on the coffee table suddenly floated out of thin air with a terrible voice at this moment

"I hate, I hate it!"