On the night of the full moon, the lake water pours in, washes the grotto, and makes a pleasant sound of ding dong, like a song played by the pipa, the sheng flute, the flute, and the xun drum chime.

Sometimes it is as fast as a rainstorm hitting the window, and sometimes it is as slow as a spring breeze blowing willows, melodious and frustrating, which makes people rush and revel in it.

Zhang Xiaopai and the others saw the wonder of Taiyuan Lake for the first time, and they ran here and listened for a while, ran there and listened for a while, clapped their hands for a while, and were amazed for a while.

The people of the North Second City have not heard the music of Taiyuan Lake for a long time, and they are very longing, so they hear the news and come to the lake to listen to the music and enjoy the moon.

It's a pity that today is the fifteenth day of July, the festival of the underworld, people don't dare to stay outside for a long time, and the sighs that can't be enjoyed are dispersed early.

At 12 o'clock in the middle of the night, a cloudy wind suddenly rose.

Rub Rub –

The Tianwu Dao people were in front, and Zhang Xiaopaw was behind, walking on the silent and unmanned streets.

There was a pile of ashes in front of every house on the street, which was left behind by the owners of each house after burning the paper money.

In Zhang Xiaopai's eyes, where is the street empty, it is clearly crowded.

Especially in front of the paper ash at the entrance of each courtyard, there are circles of people, they keep inhaling deeply at the paper ash, and their pale faces show an expression of enjoyment, as if the paper ash has a taste they like.

The people Zhang Xiaopaw saw were naturally not big living people, but ghosts from the underworld, that is, ghosts.

Today is Halloween, and the Heavenly Martial Dao people will not fight against these ghosts that have broken into the yang world.

Zhang Xiaopaw saw the ghosts sniffing the paper ashes with a happy expression, and finally left happily with a smile on his face, although he didn't know what was in the paper ashes to attract these ghosts, but it still made him ashamed and sad, and felt that he and Niu Dawa should go back to Liujia Village to burn some paper money for the big guys.

Suddenly, Zhang Xiaopaw had the idea of desperately returning to Liujia Village, wanting to see if the villagers had also returned from the underworld tonight.

"Yin and yang are separated, people and ghosts have different paths, don't think about it and give birth to demonic thoughts. The Heavenly Martial Daoist felt Zhang Xiaopaw's mood swings, probably guessed what he was thinking, and immediately reminded him.

"Yes. Zhang Xiaopaw's heart trembled, and he hurriedly shook his head to shake off the messy thoughts.

The Tianwu Daoist brought Zhang Xiaopaw out tonight, just to take this opportunity to tell Zhang Xiaopaw about the things of the underworld, so that he could gain some knowledge, so as to look down on life and death.

"There are usually three things that happen when a person dies. The Heavenly Martial Daoist recounted:

"The first type: the soul is scattered, completely disappearing from heaven and earth. ”

"The second type: the ghost does not disperse, and it remains in the yang world and turns into evil ghosts. ”

"The third type: the soul enters the netherworld and goes to the underworld. ”

"Among them, there are three situations in which the soul enters the netherworld. ”

"The first type: In the previous life, the sins were so great that they were sent to the eighteenth layer of hell to be punished, and the most heinous ones may even be directly dissipated from their souls. ”

"The second type: entering reincarnation, reincarnation. ”

"The third type: For some reason, they can't enter reincarnation, or they have extremely high cultivation qualifications, and they are valued by the ghost kings and ghost generals of the underworld and stay by their side, these people will stay in the netherworld and live in the underworld, but this kind of person is usually the only one in a thousand miles. "So the behavior of burning paper money during the New Year's holidays is basically a source of comfort. First of all, the netherworld has its own trading currency, how can it be possible to pick up human paper ashes and use them, and they can't drop the price?"

"Secondly, after death, most people will soon enter the six realms of reincarnation, re-enter this world with a new look, and everyone will live in the same sunshine again, who do you insult by burning banknotes?"

"To take the simplest example, if you had children and grandchildren in your previous life, you should have burned paper money somewhere tonight, can you collect and use it?"

Zhang Xiaopaw smiled dumbly, but when he thought that his descendants in his previous life had burned paper money for him, he couldn't help but have a strange feeling in his heart.

"And what are they doing here?" asked Zhang Xiaopaw curiously, pointing to the ghost sniffing around the paper ash.

"In these paper ashes there is the wish power of the yang people, that is, the prayers and prayers of the people who burn the paper money when they burn the paper money, or to bless peace and security, or to bless wealth, or to bless a beautiful daughter-in-law, and so on, and so on, and their prayers will turn into weak wishes and condense on the paper money, and these wishes are great supplements to these ghosts. The Heavenly Martial Daoist explained.

"In fact, our Dao Sect's Divine Invitation Technique is a spell in this regard, using the powerful mental power of our cultivators far beyond ordinary people, or simply using Yang Shou in exchange for the power of the powerhouse in the Netherworld. ”

"I see. Zhang Xiaopu nodded understandingly, and then looked stunned for a moment, then reacted, and asked in surprise: "In other words, these ghosts don't know each other at all?"

"Not really. The Heavenly Martial Daoist shook his head and said, "Like those who have been sent to the eighteenth layer of hell and cannot enter reincarnation and reincarnation, after they sense the wish power of their relatives, the cell boss or jailer who guards them will usually let them collect the wish power, and then they will give the wish power to the cell head or jailer to reduce the punishment or shorten the time spent in prison." ”

"-Is this okay?" Zhang Xiaopaw was dumbfounded.

The Tianwu Daoist nodded with a smile and said, "So if a relative or friend who doesn't do anything in front of him dies, remember to burn more paper money for him during the New Year's holidays, maybe he can suffer less." ”

Zhang Xiaopaw's heart suddenly brightened, because Liujia Village is full of kind-hearted people, and he must have been reincarnated a long time ago.

"Therefore, the incense should not be lit randomly, and the paper should not be burned indiscriminately, in case it attracts a difficult imp, or an evil ghost left in the yang world, it will be troublesome. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

"Master, what do you say about the coffin for three days and the first seven days?" Zhang Xiaopu asked curiously.

"If the coffin is stopped for three days, it is afraid that there will be a situation of suspended death, otherwise as soon as the person dies, he will be hurriedly buried, in case it is a fake death, it will not bury the person alive, and second, it is to give relatives and friends a time to say goodbye to the deceased. ”

"The first seven days are the seventh day after a person's death, and there is a saying that the first seven return to the night of the soul. ”

"After death, it takes a total of seven days for the yin soul to enter the underworld and then the sentence is pronounced, and after the sentence is pronounced, the yin soul has a chance to return home, and most of the yin spirits will choose to go home and take another look, eat a full meal and go on the road. The ghosts who have been sentenced to hell take the opportunity to absorb more wishing power, so that they can go to hell to fight some ghosts, and the ghosts who have been extremely wronged can also take the opportunity to take revenge. The Tianwu Daoist explained to Zhang Xiaopu in detail one by one.

Zhang Xiaopaw was about to speak, his eyes looked at the street in front of him and suddenly trembled, only to see two figures, one black and one white, walking out of the darkness at the end of his vision.

One was pale, smiling, tall and thin, with a long tongue.

One had a dark complexion, a fierce look, and a wide body and a fat body.

Both of them were shackled and handcuffed, and they walked with a clattering sound.

"Black-black-black impermanence?!" Zhang Xiaopaw exclaimed as he stared at the oncoming black and white figure with round eyes.

In his cognition, black and white impermanence is a demon who takes people from the underworld, and at this moment, he actually bumped into him head-on on the street, and scared him out of white sweat on the spot.

"Black and white impermanence is the ghost general of the underworld, hooking the soul and asking for life, rewarding the good and punishing the evil. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

"Black and white are not common to the Heavenly Master!" Ten steps away from each other, black and white impermanence suddenly stopped and saluted respectfully towards the heavenly martial artist.

The Heavenly Martial Daoist nodded.

The two ghosts will move forward with their steps.

Zhang Xiaopaw was speechless in surprise on the side, and suddenly felt that the Tianwu Dao people were so handsome, and the ghost generals had to salute respectfully when they saw it.

The Heavenly Martial Daoist said: "Our Dao Sect disciples often deal with black and white impermanence, and when your Dao behavior reaches the level, you will naturally know it when the time comes." ”

"Since there is black and white impermanence, is there also a bull head and a horse face and a judge?" Zhang Xiaopaw couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Yes. The Heavenly Martial Daoist nodded, "Every underworld has a ghost emperor in charge, there are several ghost kings under the ghost emperor, and under the ghost king are four judges and ten ghost generals, and the four judges and ten ghost generals are just official positions, not to say that there are four judgments and ten ghost generals in total, otherwise so many people die in one day, they would have been tired and burped." ”

"Is the Ghost Emperor equivalent to the Saint Realm of our cultivators?" Zhang Xiaopu asked guessingly.

"Yes. The Heavenly Martial Daoist nodded, "The Ghost King is equivalent to the Star Realm, the judge's strength is between the Star and the Nine Heavens, and the Ghost General is equivalent to the Nine Heavens Realm." ”

"How many underworlds are there?" asked Zhang Xiaopaw.

"I don't know the exact number, but there are 180 at least. "Heavenly martial arts are humane.

Zhang Xiaopu couldn't help but be speechless, a dungeon is governed by a ghost emperor, doesn't the one hundred and eighty dungeons mean that there are one hundred and eighty ghost emperors?

"Let's go, I'll take you to the underworld for a while. With a wave of the sleeves of the Heavenly Martial Dao robe, he rolled up Zhang Xiaopaw and flew forward.

"Is it okay?" asked Zhang Xiaopai nervously and expectantly.

"It's Halloween, and the dungeon is loosely guarded, so you can sneak in and have fun, but we have to come back before the door closes. The Heavenly Martial Daoist said.

"When does the door close?" asked Zhang Xiaopu.

"Three o'clock in the morning. ”

"There is still an hour. Zhang Xiaopu said, and then couldn't wait to ask: "Shall we also take Huangquan Road to enter the underworld?"

"Hmm. The Tianwu Daoist nodded, and then advised: "When you get to the underworld, no matter what you see or hear, don't have too many emotional fluctuations, so as not to expose your identity by leaking out yang energy." ”