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Only two of the ten people gritted their teeth and returned to the same place, and when they walked back, they didn't even dare to look around, and they always felt that there were countless pairs of eyes around them.

Lu Pingzhi even felt someone blowing in his ear, and his whole body hardened.

For those around you: "What do you see?" He didn't even hear a word in his head, and walked back to his original position in a daze.

"What's wrong with you?" Lu Pingzhi heard his girlfriend calling in his ear, and only then did he come back to his senses, and he was already in a cold sweat, and his back was wet.

"What did you see just now? Did you really see a ghost?" asked the man who had just sold him the spot, and several people around him leaned in to hear his answer.

Lu Pingzhi felt a little dry, and shrugged his throat twice before nodding.

"What do you really see?" Lu Pingzhi's girlfriend was suddenly surprised, she didn't believe that Lu Pingzhi would lie to herself in this matter.

When Lu Pingzhi heard her question, he remembered the purity of the dead souls everywhere, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't ask yet." ”

His mind was still a little dizzy, and he really didn't want to talk to him.

Of the ten people who went up to the altar, only two returned to the crowd in the end, and the other eight stayed next to the many monks, refusing to leave. In addition, they all looked frightened, even if no one said what they saw, many people in the audience could guess it, and they all turned their heads to look around.

Little by little, the sound started from the front and continued to the back of the venue.

"Silence. Su Wen said in a deep voice, the voice was not very loud, but everyone in the entire venue could hear it clearly.

When everyone had calmed down, Su Wen returned to the altar and grabbed rice and peaches from it and threw them into the open space in the field, where countless hungry ghosts saw that the thrown rice was crowded together and scrambled to eat.

Countless hungry ghosts are stacked and crowded together, densely packed, and looking at it makes people feel a little panicked from the heart.

Su Wen was okay, like Xingtian's face was pale from the beginning of the puja, and he didn't say a word. Now, I close my eyes.

Although he had seen many unclean things before, he still felt scared from the bottom of his heart when so many hungry ghosts gathered together.

In addition to him, there are several other monks who can also see it. For example, the state of walking in circles, practicing precepts, practicing wisdom, walking difficulties, walking clouds, and practicing the way are different at this time. Some people closed their eyes and moved their lips slightly, as if they were reciting Buddhist scriptures, and some people lowered their heads and did not dare to look to the side, or although they raised their heads and chests as if they were in trouble, their eyes were all on Su Wen, and they were not willing to look around at all.

Only Xingdao, this Dao Yan's master in his previous life, lacked intelligence in this life, but he was recommended by Dao Yan to the disciples of Fahai, looking left and right with a curious look, and didn't care at all about those ugly hungry ghosts.

Su Wen threw out all the rice and dough on the altar, and saw that the many hungry ghosts were still fighting for food, and threw down some fruits from the altar so that they could have a full meal.

For these hungry ghosts, after a full meal, they don't know how long it will take to have the next meal.

Some local believers in the East China Sea are okay, but if they come from other places, few other monasteries can directly communicate the two worlds in this way, and the effect of the practice will naturally not be very good.

After Su Wen gave these hungry ghosts food, many hungry ghosts began to scatter around in the middle of the sound, and the hungry and eager expressions on their faces were much better, but there were still scattered hungry ghosts wandering around the altar, expecting Su Wen to give food again.

Ordinary people couldn't see anything, only rice, peaches and some fruits all over the ground at this time.

Su Wen said to the person in front of him, "Take a few fruits and taste them, what does it taste like now?" ”

Several people saw the performance of those ten people, and they also began to think that there were ghosts around, and I am afraid that there were quite a few of them. However, after listening to Su Wen's words, they looked at each other and took a few steps forward to pick up a few peaches and apples, took out the paper in their pockets and wiped them and put them in their mouths.

Several people didn't understand why this was the case, and they all looked at Su Wen.

"Many hungry ghosts have already eaten this fruit, and the taste is naturally gone. Su Wen scared a few people and almost threw the fruit out.

Later, when the group walked back, they came back and picked up some fruit on the ground and brought it back.

Su Wen saw many people in the crowd waving to them, but he ignored them.

After this puja, in addition to giving food to many hungry ghosts, there will be many people who will truly realize the usefulness of the Dharma and become devout Buddhas in the future.

"Next, all of you will recite the Jizo Sutra with me, to remove the karma of all the devotees present and absent who are still in the path of hungry ghosts, and may they be free from the sea of suffering as soon as possible. ”

Su Wen looked at Hui Jue's back and said, "Naturally, there are all of you, since you are here, it is also fate." ”

None of the others understood who Su Wen was talking about, and only a few people knew that Su Wen was speaking to the souls of the dead who would attend this puja by chance. It's the souls of the dead who came out to wander on the night when the yang energy was weakest in these two days.

At this time, the monks of the Xingzi generation all stood up and handed a stack of the already printed "Jizo Sutra" scriptures to the people at the front of the hall and asked them to pass them back.

After another moment, the hall in the hall was already full of people, and all the scriptures that had been piled up on one side of the hall just now were all distributed by one person several square meters wide.

It was only then that the sound of scripture recitation began to echo in the audience.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was in the heavens of Enlightenment, speaking for the mother. At that time, the immeasurable worlds of the ten directions, all the Buddhas and the great Bodhisattva Mahasattva came to assemble. Praise Shakyamuni Buddha. In the five turbid evil worlds, there is now an incredible power of great wisdom and supernatural powers, subduing strong sentient beings, and knowing the law of suffering and happiness. Each of the attendants inquired of the World-Honored One.

It is time to smile and put hundreds of billions of great light clouds, the so-called great consummation light clouds, great compassion light clouds, great wisdom light clouds, great prajna light clouds, great samadhi light clouds, great auspicious light clouds, great merit light clouds, great merit light clouds, great return to light clouds, great praise light clouds......"

The voices of thousands of people chanted together, as if it was a little chaotic at first, and slowly began to merge together, forming the sound of all beings chanting in unison, reaching straight into the sky. (To be continued.) )