Chapter 5: The Gas-Eater (2)
Oh, yes! Be kind to life and make it more meaningful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info life, with its unique beauty, infiltrates the bits and pieces of life; A beautiful life comes from a love for life. Life walks in the palm of your hand, please take care of it; Life carries too much beauty, please take it seriously. No matter what kind of life it is, it should be respected!
Later, Grandpa Hu also told me that Uncle Qiu was devoured by the gas eater. The Gas-Eater is a righteous ghost, and he is also a ghost sent by Lord Yama to guard justice in the world, and he can discern the smell of various ghosts mixed with all living beings and capture them. As long as you have evil thoughts in your heart, you may become a feast for gas eaters, and the most powerful thing is that this kind of ghost is not a ghost in human form. The gas eater can be transformed into anything, and in the final analysis, it is also the darkness in the depths of the human heart, although it cannot directly harm people. But it feeds on the breath of people, especially the chaotic aura emitted by the wicked themselves, which is exactly the dessert that goblins love. The solution is to do more good deeds, and people's hearts will have good thoughts, and there will be a righteous spirit to protect them.
Grandpa Hu also said: "The ghost of justice also has the ghost of eating the law: also known as Dharma Pocha." The pointed hair is unkempt, the body hair is super long, the body is thin, the skin is covered with bones, the nails are long, and the tears are like rain. He was often trapped by hunger and thirst, but he couldn't eat anything, and he could only survive by listening to the monks. This ghost also said the Dharma before his death, but he said the Dharma for the sake of wealth, and his heart was not respectful, and he did not do good things after making money, so he received this retribution.
When you always go to the places where the world advises you to do good, and when you hear about the good Dharma, you will feel that you are not hungry.
There is also a water eater, also known as Bolilan. Shaped like scorched wood, it is thirsty and hungry, and can only be fed by polluted water. This ghost sold wine before his death, mixed it with water to deceive people, and did not cultivate merit, but got this reward. Even if they were reincarnated, they were born in poverty and hardship, born in a dry land, and suffered from hunger and thirst
Often in the gutter or near water, feed on water. Therefore, young children should not play in the gutter or near the water.
The vomiting ghost is also known as the Panduo Pocha. He often seeks people to feed on vomit, and is easily hungry, often starving to the point that his whole body is on fire, and he runs around in the wilderness. This ghost is usually a greedy woman in front of her, often eating alone, and not even leaving soup for her husband and children, and receiving this evil retribution after death. Even if they are reincarnated, they are mostly livestock, beggars, and the like, and often eat filthy things. He likes to be close to people who drink alcohol, worships him for being drunk, and waits for him to vomit and eat evil spirits.
The salivary eater, also known as Qizha, eats a lot of food, but can only feed on human saliva. I often like to be close to people who have the habit of spitting, and I am very happy every time I hear the sound of coughing and spitting. This ghost will receive this retribution if he lied to people that it was clean with unclean food, or gave it to his family and beggars with something that he could not eat at all.
I've seen a water eater with my own eyes, and that was when I was a kid. In front of the water eater was a hotelkeeper, and everyone in our village called her Wang Po, and she was usually kind and kind, and we thought she was a philanthropic person. She rarely loses her temper, and she can be regarded as a good person in the eyes of the world! But such a good person, one day was discovered, most of the wine made by her family was mixed with water to deceive people, at first she did not admit it, but then she did not know to provoke a grumpy person, saying that her wine was simply mixed with water and sold to guests, the two argued, the man with strong blood was in a hurry, a slap down, Wang Po's legs were weak, and her head accidentally hit the rock, and she died on the spot. Although the strong-blooded man was sentenced, the death of Wang Po was also irreparable.
Her family hurriedly helped her with the aftermath, and invited a Taoist priest to ask the hexagram, wanting to know what Tao Wang Po fell into after her death, but the Taoist priest counted it, but told the family that Wang Po sold wine before her death, mixed with water to deceive people, and did not cultivate good fortune, so she fell into the ghost road after death, and got this reward.
After that, I opened my eyes and once saw Wang Po, and she asked me for help, saying that after she died, she became a water eater, endured hunger, cold and hunger, and wandered in the rotten places of the gutter all the year round to beg for food, and could not be reincarnated, and she was in pain. Later, I couldn't bear it, so I asked my master to help her recite the mantra to dissolve the sins in front of her, but she had to accumulate 100,000 merits before she could be reincarnated as a human being. ”
I looked at Grandpa Hu expectantly, this kind of strange tale of real people and real things is the most in line with my taste. Even if I listen to it all day, I don't get bored.
Grandpa Hu touched my head and continued: "It's almost dark, and your grandma is still waiting for you to eat at home!" Quickly put incense on the ancestors and go back to eat after the incense. As he spoke, he got up and moved back, took out a few sticks of incense from the bamboo basket next to him, and lit them for me to worship. This is what he asks me to do every time I come to Grandpa Hu's house, Grandpa Hu said that he worships a lot, so that the ancestors can take care of me, and I am generally very obedient. Facts have also proved that in many difficulties in the future, the reason why he can be rescued at the last moment of life and death is probably the rescue of the ancestors in the underworld!
The sky first slowly darkened and darkened from the blue sky during the day, and after a few dozen minutes, the sky turned a deeper blue. The moon was faintly pale white in the sky, and it was a little shy, and the sun was still in the western sky, slowly descending.
After a while, the sky turned blue-black, the sky became darker, there was no night light in the countryside, and the round moon was bright and bright, like a night light hanging in the sky, bringing a glimmer of light and warmth to the dark night. The moon rises slowly, the Milky Way recedes, the stars fade, and the night sky is as clean as water.
The river at dusk is so comfortable, the blood-colored sunset dyes the river red, under the caress of the evening breeze, the river ripples countless ripples, like a strip of red silk gently flowing, a few fallen leaves in the water leisurely drifting into the distance. The glow falls inside, and the sun falls inside, "Plop, plop!" A few red and black fish leaped into the water, and the sun shattered! After a while, the sun was round again.
There was a small river in front of my grandmother's house, and there was an old tree in the yard that I didn't know the age, and the rickety branches were climbing so that the vines were partially withered and some sprouted new shoots. In the summer, my grandmother likes to shade under the old tree with me and tell her old stories, which are also part of my childhood memories.
Before I knew it, I had returned to my grandmother's house. Stopped at the gate of the courtyard and inadvertently looked at the old tree.
I don't know if it's because of late autumn, but tonight's old trees feel particularly deep. The entwined vines attract my attention all the time.
The silence is pitch black, and there is an atmosphere of trepidation! I don't know why I'm a little flustered at the moment. It seems that something is coming.
"Xiaoqing, what are you still doing outside, you can't come over to eat!" Grandma's cries relieved me.
I didn't think too much about it, so I went straight to the house.