The old monk saw that his heart was like a knife, but he was helpless, he regretted it, if it was not for the protection of the Buddha's treasure, how could he be killed by this, if he did not insist on staying in front of the Buddha, how could he let the monks die, the old monk practiced for more than 60 years, and his heart was full of hatred, he hated himself, hated this group of demons, and hated the Buddha.

Blood flowed arbitrarily on the ground, like the hatred that continued to spread in the heart of the old monk, the Buddhist scriptures that had been recited thousands of times on weekdays, but at this time he couldn't remember a word, his eyes gradually became blurred, and in the blood on the ground, a Buddha statue was reflected, the face was hideous, the color was bright red, and the red was terrible.

At this time, in the Buddha hall, the monks and children have been slaughtered, "Is it worth it to let so many people die tragically in order to protect the Buddha treasure?

Xue Rentu took out a golden Buddha from his arms, and said playfully: "On the way to this temple, I saw a few monks in a hurry, and after killing, I was unexpectedly happy, I don't know this, can it be the Buddha treasure that you sacrificed your life to protect each other?"

It turned out that the Golden Buddha was just an excuse to kill, he had already obtained the Golden Buddha, but he still refused to give up, and wanted to slaughter all the people who disobeyed him.

The old monk slowly raised his head, he looked at himself and the monks who had been worshipping the Buddha statue for many years, the Buddha statue was still the previous Buddha statue, but the old monk was no longer the old monk before, his blurred eyes gradually became clear, but his eyes were blood-red, full of hatred!

He hated the injustice of the Buddhas, hated the bodhisattvas for not blessing, hated the wicked people for wreaking havoc, hated the suffering of all sentient beings, hated the three thousand Dharma, none of which could save people, and hated the three thousand Dharma, none of which could kill anyone.

He suddenly remembered the forbidden book in the corner of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and he knew that as soon as he thought this mantra, he would fall into the path of Shura, and no matter whether he lived or died, he would never have a chance with the Buddha again.

But he did not hesitate at all, his hands were sealed, the gestures were constantly changing, and the mouth recited the deadly Sanskrit sound, on the altar, the Buddha statue suddenly cracked, and a gust of evil wind blew in the flat ground, and the corpses on the ground were blown by the wind, and the whole Buddha hall was filled with the smell of blood.

Xue Rentu was shocked when he saw this, "Kill him, kill him quickly." The soldier stepped forward, slashed at the old monk with a sword, and wanted to break his body into ten thousand pieces, but several black gases poured out of the old monk's body, and all the soldiers who touched it turned into a cloud of blood mist, and no one dared to step forward again.

"Let's go...... Hurry up and get out of here. Xue Rentu shouted in horror. However, it was too late, the old monk recited the last note in his mouth, the sound stopped abruptly, the bloody wind in the Buddha hall was fierce, the sky flickered brightly and darkly, and finally became blood red, everything was shrouded in a blood-red halo, dark and terrifying, and everyone felt a chill to the bone.

Xue Rentu led the soldiers to escape from the Buddha hall and came to the temple, the air flashed and thundered, there were red blood raindrops falling, the air was filled with the smell of blood, and in the bloody rain and bloody wind, countless skeletons and evil ghosts suddenly gushed out on the ground, rushing towards Xue Rentu and the soldiers.

The ghost shadow is forested, there is no way to avoid it, and in an instant, there are wails, screams, ghosts crying and wolf howls, and the whole temple is like a purgatory on earth, this is the Shura field.

The old monk's eyes are blood-red, holding a Zen staff, standing in front of the door of the Buddha hall, looking at the miserable scene outside, without mercy, good and evil are rewarded, the wicked should be punished, if the Buddha does not do, then he will abandon the Buddha's heart, if Shura has the way, then he will be Shura, practice the law of Shura, punish evil and promote good, and help the world.

After a few moments, the demons retreated. The old monk buried the corpse in the temple and then walked out of the temple where he had practiced for more than 60 years. He wants to use this assura body to do the things of the Buddha.....

Xie Bi'an said: This old monk used the taboo of Buddhism because he was eager to save people's hearts! Although he was no longer able to achieve the positive results of Buddhism, he could still be regarded as a meritorious person.

Yang Zhuochao asked: It is regarded as a forbidden book of Buddhism, and the old monk fell into the path of Shura as soon as he recited this mantra! Where is the inclusiveness of Buddhism? But I think Buddhism should open the door of convenience and naturalize these destined people to the Western world. Instead of drawing these points very clearly!

Xie Bi'an sighed and said: "The immortals don't know, the six paths are relatively very strict! The Shura Dao itself is also biased towards the demon path, which is contrary to the purpose of Buddhism. Therefore, since he has already been involved in the Demon Dao, there is no turning back.....

Yang Zhuochao said again: In fact, have you noticed that what we are talking about today has returned to the previous Buddhist saying: whether it is "put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot"!

Xie Bi'an sighed again and said: Let's not discuss this issue anymore.....! The Demon Dao Demon Race also has their own way of survival, just like the scene of the battle in front of them. However, the immortals know that it doesn't seem to be particularly easy to become a demon!

And there are things that are more difficult than becoming demons, and the conditions for formation are also more harsh!

Yang Zhuochao showed a look of interest! Because he knew that the more he knew a little bit about his opponent in the future, the more he would be able to occupy a favorable position in the future confrontation!

Seeing that he was interested, Xie Bi'an continued: This kind of thing is called "nightmare", it is said that people are in a state of great anger, hatred and fear when they die, and resentment persists after death, some of them can become powerful ghosts, while others can turn into "evil nightmares".

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that there are nine demons and one nightmare, which means that there can be nine demons in the world, but not necessarily one nightmare! And the ferocity of the nine demons is not as fierce as one nightmare.

The reason why it is difficult to form is mainly because it requires harsh external conditions to generate, and first of all, it must be a large-scale tragic death of personnel to ensure that enough resentment is condensed.

Moreover, the body of the deceased must be kept as it is, without decay and drying, and without other treatment, so that the evil spirit can attach to his body and form a nightmare.

In the past, only places that had been subjected to massacres or plagues, and had been desolate for many years, could form nightmares. There is also a theory that after the death of a person, the soul of the person who does not remember that he has died, the person with heavy yin qi can see it, and there is no shadow under the light.

In ancient times, there was a man named Li Jingzong, in a disaster year, there was no harvest in the field, and there was no rice to cook at home, so he took his wife to a distant uncle, trying to find an errand under him to support his family.

His uncle Li Han is a well-known outsider in the capital, the family is rich, very rich, seeing that his nephew defected to him, he is not stingy, set up a banquet and hospitality, and then wants to settle them in the house, so he asked the housekeeper if there is a free house, the housekeeper looked embarrassed, saying that the house has recently recruited a lot of family members, and there is no room for the house, only the west courtyard house is uninhabited.

Li Han pondered for a moment, nodded, and asked the housekeeper to take Li Jingzong and his wife to live in the west courtyard, Li Jingzong and his wife followed the housekeeper to the west courtyard, and saw that the courtyard was overgrown with weeds and had nowhere to stay, as if no one had been here for a long time, and when he opened the door, the house was full of dust and the walls were covered with cobwebs.

After a little clean-up, the housekeeper said goodbye and left, at this time it was late, Li Jingzong and his wife came from afar, tired and tired, so they went to bed early.

Late at night, Li Jingzong heard a sound in his sleep, opened his eyes, and saw his wife get up and walk out of the door, under the moonlight, his wife's eyes were closed, her expression was stunned, her movements were stiff, and her walking posture looked very weird.

Seeing this, Li Jingzong hurriedly stepped forward to hold his wife, but only grabbed one of his wife's hands, and his wife was hanging in the well, Li Jingzong tried his best to pull his wife up, but he only felt that his wife was getting heavier and heavier, and he wanted to pull Li Jingzong into the well.

At the critical moment, he suddenly heard someone shouting "Jingzong" behind him, Li Jingzong woke up like a dream, and then looked at where his wife was holding in his hand, but a well rope, and looked behind him, and saw his wife looking at him with a frightened face.

"I ...... What's wrong with me?" Li Jingzong was confused, looking at the well rope in his hand and puzzled, he obviously saw his wife, how could he turn into a rope in the blink of an eye!

"Jingzong, I...... I saw that you got up late at night and went out, behaving strangely, afraid that something would happen to you, so I followed you, but I saw you come to the well, lying on the well rock and desperately pulling the well rope, like a demon stunned, I was afraid that you would fall into the well, so I opened my mouth to call you. Aren't you sleepwalking?"

After Li Jingzong heard this, he immediately felt frightened, it turned out that the wife he had seen before was his own imagination in a dream, he was sleepwalking, and his wife noticed it, otherwise he would not have fallen into the well and died in Huangquan, thinking of this, Li Jingzong couldn't help but be afraid.

When he returned to his room, Li Jingzong still had lingering palpitations, and he had not slept all night, he always felt that things were a little strange, he had never had the experience of sleepwalking in the past, why did such a strange thing happen as soon as he moved here?

After dawn, Li Jingzong cleaned the courtyard, and cleaned up the house where he lived again, and found that this room used to be lived by a woman, and there was still rouge gouache in the makeup box on the mirror table, but I don't know who the hostess was.

In the blink of an eye, it was night again, Li Jingzong was lying on the bed, hazy in his sleep and heard the sound again, got up and looked, and saw a woman in white outside the window, the moonlight was bright, the woman's appearance could be seen clearly in the moonlight, she looked quite beautiful, her eyes were bright, and she was colorful!

I saw her beckoning to Li Jingzong, and Li Jingzong walked towards him, forgetting all about yesterday's strange experience, just like a demon, bent on catching up with the woman.

The woman lured Li Jingzong to walk towards the well, and when she was about to reach the well, Li Jingzong suddenly heard someone calling her name, and when she came to her senses, the woman disappeared immediately, and turned around and saw her wife again!

It turned out that his wife had been alerted to yesterday's incident, and when she heard the movement at night, she saw Li Jingzong walking out of the door in a daze and walking towards the well.

Li Jingzong was shocked, knowing that the two strange experiences were not a coincidence, there must be a reason, or there was an evil in the well that wanted to harm his life, and after dawn, he told Li Han about it, Li Han was very surprised, asked about the woman's clothing and appearance, Li Jingzong described it truthfully, Li Han listened, and under the shock, the tea cup in his hand fell to the ground and was shattered.

It turned out that the woman described in Li Jingzong's mouth was actually a concubine of Li Han. Because of his beauty, he was quite favored back then, but he disappeared for no reason five years ago, and his whereabouts are still unknown, and the west courtyard where he lives is also idle.

Li Han told Li Han the origin of the woman, and after Li Jingzong heard this, he said in his heart that this concubine had died in the well? The strange things she had experienced in the past two days were caused by her soul?

Li Han had a deep affection for this concubine, after the concubine disappeared, Li Han missed her very much, and often hoped that she could appear again, but now he learned that she was dead, and his hope was shattered, and sorrow came from it, and he was sad!

The misfortune is not a single line, but it is said that Li Han has a wife, who suffers from palpitations, often wakes up in a dream, and is the most frightened.

There are rumors in the back house that it was the lady who killed the concubine, when she was jealous of the concubine's favor, and had resentment, she pushed it into the well, causing it to die, and afterwards because there was a ghost in her heart, panic, she suffered from palpitations, and ate fasting and chanting Buddha every day, in order to seek protection from God and Buddha, who knew the cycle of cause and effect, retribution was unhappy, and finally died because of the concubine.

After Li Han learned of this rumor, he summoned the people in the palace and interrogated him and learned that this remark was the first to come out of his wife's personal maid before her death, and asked her why she slandered the dead so much.

Seeing that the maid's words were conclusive, it didn't seem to be false, Li Han had already judged in his heart, and sighed that Mrs. had done such a stupid thing.

A few days later, a senior monk returned from a trip to the nearby Daguang Temple, and Li Han was a good friend with the monk, "The concubine was very kind during her lifetime, but I don't know why she would harm people after death." Li Han was quite puzzled and asked the monk.

"It's not the ghost of my old friend's concubine, it's a nightmare. The monk knew what was happening in Li Han's house and said so.

"Everyone knows that there are ghosts, but they don't know that there are nightmares, people have souls, souls are good and evil, after death, the soul leaves the body, the soul is reincarnated in the netherworld, and the spirit dissipates in the heaven and earth, but if a person dies, he will have resentment, and if a grudge is supported, the spirit will not dissipate, but will turn into a nightmare.

Nightmare is unconscious, dazed in the world, wandering in the land of death, only hatred, hurting people, invisible nightmares, but can enter people's sleep, conjure up all kinds of scenes, make people think that dreams are true, harm people's lives. ”

After Li Han heard this, he asked if there was a way to crack it, and the monk said: "The grievances of the concubine are born because of your wife, and they will also be dispersed because of your wife, your wife is dead, and the grievances will dissipate by themselves in a few days, and the grievances will dissipate, and the nightmare will not exist, so there is no need to crack it, as long as the remains of the concubine are buried alive." ”

Li Han thanked the monk, and then buried the concubine in accordance with his instructions, and Li Jingzong and his wife still lived in the west courtyard, and this consequence really never happened strangely.

Yang Zhuochao nodded and said: No wonder I have always heard people say "nightmares" before, and I myself have had this situation a few times! According to the statement of Lord Impermanence, I basically understand some general information.

At this time, a Yin soldier came to report that the two ghost generals, Shen Tu and Cai Yulei, had retreated to the "City of Dead in Vain" while fighting. I hope that the two Impermanence Lords will lead the rest of the Yin soldiers to meet in the city of vain, because I am afraid that the war will change .....!

didn't have time to say anything, Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an immediately issued an order to the Yin army directly under him to withdraw from the battle. Yang Zhuochao and everyone were also surrounded by a large number of Yin troops and retreated in the direction of the so-called "Vain Death City"!

On the way, according to Xie Bi'an, this vain city was founded by King Jizo Bodhisattva. The city of the underworld, which is used to contain the souls of the unjustly dead, is similar in nature to a prison for criminals in the underworld.

Death in vain means that it is not the end of life, but the ghost of a person who died unjustly due to suicide, disaster, war, accident, murder, murder, etc., where the ghost of the person who died unjustly dwells in the underworld. In addition to the dead city, the Ten Halls of Yama also have iron siege cities, ghost cities, Fengdu cities, and so on.

The city of vain death is located on the right side of the palace of the great emperor of Hell Fengdu, adjacent to the Nai He Bridge and the Blood Basin Bitter Realm, and the person in charge of the vain death city is the sixth hall of the ten halls of Yama, the king of Yama, King Bian Cheng.

For example, if a person whose life is destined to end at the age of 90, but accidentally dies early at the age of 40, he will be imprisoned in the city of the dead until he is 90 years old.

During this time, the souls of the dead imprisoned in the city were able to live like the people of the Yang world, and were able to go to the city to see if their murderers received their due retribution, but their personal freedom was strictly controlled.

Neither can they receive the paper and paper offerings burned by their relatives and friends to the deceased, nor can they return to the Yang world to receive offerings from their relatives on the Midyear Festival, like other deceased souls, and all the money and goods burned to these deceased souls will be temporarily stored in the place of the Venerable Muren, who assists the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

It is not until these dead souls see that their murderers have received their due retribution, and their resentment is comforted, and they offer to be released from the prisons of the temples, which means that these dead souls can not be handed over until the end of their imprisonment in the city of vain death, and then they will be reincarnated according to their good and evil during their lifetime, or according to rewards or punishments.

In addition, the Jizo King Bodhisattva will also personally perform the transcendence for these souls during the period when they are imprisoned in the city of vain.

However, not all non-aggrieved souls will enter the City of Death. As explained in verse 2, people in the world mistakenly believe that all the ghosts who have been wounded and died unjustly belong to this city. This kind of rumor is spread everywhere and is full of falsehoods.

In fact, the ghost of a person who died unjustly cannot be removed until the murderer dies and is taken to the underworld for trial, and when he sees the murderer being tortured, the resentment in his heart can be removed.

And on the day when these ghosts who were killed and unjustly died were reincarnated as human beings, the murderers were brought up and escorted to the hells of the temples, where they were imprisoned and punished according to their sins. Not all the ghosts who have been unjustly killed are all brought to the city of the dead to suffer.

If it is a person who is loyal, filial and righteous, and a soldier who sacrifices for the country. Some of these people have already become gods because of their heroic character and spirit, or at least they have been reborn in the blessed land with solemn faces and perfect limbs. How can there be any reason for these people to go into the city of vain death and suffer?