Sang stood behind the shiny emerald stone steps and took the copper needle out of the wooden box. In the Infinite Pavilion in front of it, the lively voices had gradually stopped, and they fell into a silence like water.

Mu lame burped, glanced at the dark mountain forest behind him, and said timidly, "Without further ado, great immortal, hurry up and use the needle." ”

"What are you afraid of?" Sang had already planned to throw the copper needle, but now when he saw Mu Cripple's appearance, he felt ridiculous, and couldn't help but want to tease him.

Mu lame rubbed his arm and smashed his lips, "Here...... It always feels eerie, do you look at the forest behind you, does it look like a huge tomb? ”

"What is 'like', it's simply 'yes'", Sang turned his head, put his head to Mu Cripple's ear, and whispered to him, "Let me tell you, last night, I saw a large group of wild ghosts here, strange shapes, ugly and abnormal, some of them lost their chins, some of their faces seemed to have been run over by ruts, and their noses and eyes were sunk into their heads......"

As it wished, Mu Cripple's voice trembled slightly, and his sparse beard trembled with his breathing, "They...... They come to the mountains and forests to do ...... What to do? ”

Sang's eyes widened, his pink eyes scorched by the moonlight above his head, "Looking for food, what else can you do?" I'm here to play with you. ”

"Eat..... What to eat? Mu lame swallowed his saliva, but he unconsciously retreated two steps backwards and stepped on the top of Baotian's boots fiercely, so painful that he bared his teeth and almost screamed.

Sang knew that he had been fooled, and snickered in his heart, but his face still did not change? Staring intently at Mu Cripple's eyes full of fear?" Cannibalism, of course, cannibalism. ”

"Great immortals? Don't lie to him? If I continue to cheat, he will trample my foot off. I heard you talk to Childe today? You say that this wild ghost doesn't eat people, and can only pick up some scraps every day to fill his stomach? And the guts? They usually hide in the mountains and suburbs. This Baotian rubbed the top of his boots and told the truth.

Sang Gang wanted to reproach him for demolishing himself, but there was a "bang" in his head, and a voice floated through.

"Do you know why wild ghosts don't eat people?" The old and solemn voice, it knew that the owner of this voice was a person it was particularly familiar with? But? It doesn't know who he is.

"Actually, they used to eat people, too." The voice continued, as if to speak to it, and it was so natural and peaceful, like a teacher teaching his disciples.

"A long time ago, maybe 2,000 years ago. A group of merchants passing through a deserted island on a merchant ship? By that time, the sun had already set, and everyone could not continue on their way? He anchored on the edge of the island and spent the night. What they don't know is that this desert island actually has an owner? Its owner is a wild ghost, a wild ghost who has no sacrifice. ”

"They come out at midnight to feed? Naturally happy to find out that the merchants were very happy? Rush aboard the ship and grab the merchants to prepare a full meal. The merchants woke up scared? They begged the wild spirits not to eat them, but to no avail. Then one of the wisest merchants begged the wild spirit: 'Please let us go back, our parents, wives and children are waiting for us to feed us, and if you eat us, you will kill our whole family, please have mercy on us.' The wild ghost replied, "We are all lonely souls, and for hundreds of years no one has come to worship or feed us, and we are all hungry, and it is rare for us to meet you before we can have a full meal." ’”

"When he heard this, the merchant was struck by the idea and continued to plead, 'If you let us go back, we will provide you with food year after year, and we will worship and worship you from generation to generation, and you will not be starved again.' ”

After listening to the merchant's words, the wild ghosts thought for a long time, and finally agreed to let them go home. Before leaving, he did not forget to say: 'Every year when the north wind blows, we will go to you to receive offerings, and you will put all kinds of grain, such as rice, beans, sesame seeds, coconuts, flat rice, bananas, etc., on the boat for us to enjoy.' If you break your promise, we will not spare you easily. After repeated reassurances, the merchants sailed back to their hometowns, and when they returned home, they told their families and fellow villagers what had happened. ”

"Every year from the first day of the tenth month of the Buddhist calendar to the fifteenth day, everyone will prepare food and fruits according to the promise, put them on a small boat and let the north wind blow away to worship the wild ghosts, and never stop. And the wild ghosts also kept their promises and never ate people again. ”

"Once a year, they will be able to eat enough?" Sang heard his own voice, and although it was still rattling, it really sounded like a student who listened carefully and worked hard.

The old voice laughed, with kindness and a hint of love in it, "So I said, ghosts are never smart, people only need to use the sacrifice once a year, in exchange for the promise of the wild ghosts 'never eat people', and the final result of this transaction is that people only make money and do not lose." ”

"People are always cunning and treacherous, and their faces are ugly, why do you always ask me to help them?" Mulberry seemed puzzled.

"Help them on the right path, and you will be able to attain the right results."

It was as if it had been hit in the head by something: what is the positive fruit, what is its positive fruit, and why does it have to achieve the positive fruit?

"Great immortals, great immortals? Without further ado, let's hurry up and embroider the spirit. ”

Mu Cripple's voice floated from behind him, and Sang looked back at him, his eyes full of confusion, "What is Zhengguo?" ”

Mu Cripple was stunned by its question, and after a long time, he said like a dumb goose, "It's ...... Isn't the positive result a good destination? ”

"What is my destiny?" Sang blurted out, but the confusion in his eyes became even stronger.

"You...... Where do you belong? Mu Cripple almost said that your destination is not here in Xiaowu anyway, but fortunately, he endured it at the right time and picked up an old life, "People's destiny is death, although Confucius said that life is unknown, and death is unknown, we have also seen how many souls are unwilling to rest after death." But I always feel that death is death, and when the white cloth is covered and the loess is buried, it is the end of life. Even if the soul is immortal, it is still not the person who was alive. ”

Speaking of this, seeing that Sang's face became more and more pale, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Great immortal, you are different, you are an immortal, immortal and immortal, unlike us mortal mortal bones......"

"Shut up."

Sang squeezed out a few words on his lips, his face was already frighteningly blue, Baotian saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly pulled Mu Cripple away from it. Unexpectedly, Sang just glared at Mu Cripple viciously, and threw the copper needle in his hand forward.