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"I don't know why I'm doing this, I can't seem to find any reason, and I don't want to get anything out of it. I just feel like I should do it.

There is no difference between monks and monsters in my heart, everyone is a life and has the right to live. So, as long as they need it, I will do whatever I can.

Senior, thank you for telling me this. Don't worry, I still want to become an immortal, so I don't want to die so early. When necessary, I will not be pedantic, and I will have a choice. ”

Ruri stood up as she spoke, smiled at the bluehorn sheep and nodded, and then walked towards the flying platform with several other elders.

After walking a few steps, Liuli said to the bluehorn sheep again: "Senior, in a few days it will be the Ghost Day, I will pay tribute to the dead in the former residence of Dalong Daozun, if you want to come, come together." ”

There are 12 months in a year, of which April and July are lunar months, and Halloween is on the 15th day of July.

Legend has it that on this day, the underworld will open its doors and let ghosts out.

Therefore, mortals will pay tribute to their deceased relatives on this day, and express their feelings of missing their relatives in various ways.

But things like festivals, in the circle of cultivators, are basically forgotten.

Cultivators pursue power, pursue immortality, and stay away from the world.

In the words of Mingxin Daojun, it is a group of selfish, arrogant, and self-righteous guys. I think that what I am pursuing is the great road of immortality, but I don't know that I am far away from life, away from simplicity and truth, and I chose the sesame seeds and lost the watermelon.

Of course, Mingxin Daojun has always hated the cultivators of the human world, and his evaluation is too extreme and one-sided. But the usual thinking of the monks is indeed "the dead friend does not die the poor way".

When relatives and friends die, they die unnaturally, and they have the ability to take revenge, and after venting, it often ends here.

It's not so much for the sake of the dead, but for venting one's emotions.

It can be said that the life of an ordinary cultivator is to cultivate, improve their own force value, compete for more cultivation resources, and compete for everything they want, such as reputation, companions, treasures, etc.

It's hard to hear, but it's very straightforward.

For example, in the matter of Dalong Daozun, only Liuli will pay a fixed tribute every year. And her three senior brothers, when they want to talk to their master, they will come to the former residence of Dalong Daozun to talk.

It's another year of Halloween, and Liuli is setting up the offering table and offering offerings as usual. I'm afraid there aren't many people who are as mixed as she is, and who perform sacrifices and sacrifices at the same time.

She lit three sticks of incense and stood in front of the offering table, "Thank you to heaven and earth, the sun and the moon, all the gods, ghosts, and gods of the world, and I thank you on behalf of all the creatures who have received your favor." ”

Liuli said very simply, although he burned incense like a mortal, but he only said two words, bowed three times with his palms together, and did not see any red tape, let alone begging for anything, and then turned to the table on the other side.

Perhaps knowing the "secret" of Liuli, Yang Jiaoyu's belief in Liuli has vaguely risen to a new height.

In the past, he always refused to pay tribute to the master with Liuli on the grounds of "remembering the past and feeling uncomfortable", but this year's Halloween Festival came with Sande unusually.

In addition to him, in the corner of the courtyard, there was a silent bluehorn sheep.

Turning his head to look at the greenhorned sheep standing aside with a sad expression, Liuli said: "Senior, you can also come and worship." ”

The bluehorn sheep hesitated, Liuli saw its concerns, and said bluntly: "It's okay, you just think about the long cultivator in your heart, ghosts are more thorough than living people, and the restrictions of time and space distance on them are not the same as those of living people, as long as you think about him, he can know." ”

"From time to time, the owner said that he could see things that no one else could see, but I didn't really believe it all the time. And I've always felt that people die like lights out, where will there be anything left, ghosts and yin are deceitful......"

The bluehorn sheep walked forward as he spoke, but when he arrived in front of Liuli, he changed his words, "The master often doesn't talk much, so he said that there are ghosts in the world and I don't believe it." But you also say there is...... I believe. ”

The bluehorn sheep clearly had something to say, and Liuli didn't interrupt it, just looked at it quietly with a smile.

It seemed to hesitate, and looked at Ruri as if it was holding some hope, and after a moment, as if it had finally made up its mind, it asked, "I heard...... I've heard that the king of Hades in the underworld loves a rare spice. If the incense can be lit, the Hades will receive a bribe and the punishment will be reduced...... Is this true? ”

Spices? Not to mention whether there is really a Hades king in the underworld who likes that thing, does Hades dare to accept bribes casually?

Although the memory loss is terrible, Liuli feels that from the perspective of common sense, the king of Hades, who guards hell in the underworld, watches those who violate the way of heaven in hell suffer every day, I am afraid that he will borrow ten courages, and he will not dare to bend the law easily for personal gain, right?

Wait, there's a question that I haven't been able to figure out, and it seems that the answer has been found.

I remember that at the beginning, the reason why she brought the bluehorn sheep back to Huoding Peak was when she encountered the bluehorn sheep being bullied by two monks in Ruyun Peak, because it always blocked the road and robbed the property.

At that time, she wondered why the bluehorn sheep wanted to collect money.

"Senior, you saved the spirit stone to buy that rare spice?"

"Who...... Who wants to buy ......"

The bluehorn sheep subconsciously retorted, but when the words began, he couldn't pretend anymore and closed his cloudy eyes.

"Well, since I've asked everything...... You, you tell me, is it true about that kind of incense? ”

"Alas......"

If you don't know more about your heart, I'm afraid you will be like this for the Mingxin Daojun who is as kind to you.

Sighing, Liuli held the backs of the bluehorn sheep and said: "Senior, in this world, there has never been a god who can control heaven and earth, and the underworld does not belong to the king of Hades, even if they have the right to sentence ghosts, they will never dare to bend the law easily for personal gain." ”

The bluehorn sheep's body stiffened, and Liuli hurriedly changed his words: "Senior, don't worry, ghosts have no way to change their current situation, but the living can still help them, and the worst thing is that after they die, no one misses them." ”

"How?" The bluehorn sheep seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"To put it simply, heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and yin and yang are relative. The things I use for my sacrifices every year also have yin and yang.

Just like the front and back of a piece of paper, the front side is the visible entity, and the back side is the mind and message they carry. Spirits also need possessions, the hearts of the living, and the messages of sacrifices. (To be continued.) )