Chapter 41: Not a good deed
When I was stunned, this old bastard kicked the ball over at this time, how can I take it? It is impossible for him not to know that the identity of Yin Si cannot be told to the living.
Just when I wanted to lift the table, I heard the old monk say unhurriedly: "Mr. Chen reads and paints all day long, and self-cultivation is also a kind of cultivation. In addition, it is also considered merit for him to paint portraits of some deceased people, so he will not encounter evil spirits. ”
I'll go, so that I can come back? He's almost as good at as I am. I couldn't let him say that anymore, and quickly asked:
"The master and the president of our association are also familiar with each other? It is said that when I joined the association, the master also knew. "There's no way, there's a Zhang Weidong next to him, so I can only talk like this.
The mage was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Yes, yes, I know the president of your association. I also know that he gives you a lot of qualifications. ”
Zhang Weidong saw us talking about the association, how interested was he? I got up and said that when I went out to the temple, I couldn't just drink tea and not give tea money. After seeing him walk out, the old mage seemed to have a smile: I am ready, you can ask anything. I took out the pestle and looked at it. There was still a smile on his face, as if he already knew that I would definitely use ghost qi to refine.
"This magic weapon was used by the poor monk when he practiced with the master, and the master gave me self-defense. At that time, the times were not good, and I was in the mountains all day. When you go out, you are either snakes, rats, insects, ants, or jackals, tigers and leopards. As a result, self-defense was useless, and it became a prop for cultivation. At that time, I was young and active, and I couldn't calm down. Master placed this weapon in my hand to increase my concentration. Over time, I have the power of mind, and when I no longer need to use it to concentrate, it has become a magic weapon. Jingjian took a sip of tea and continued: "The poor monk gave it to Mr. Chen, and it has been engraved with a talisman seal, and no one other than Mr. Chen can use it. The so-called magic weapon is naturally spiritual; How to make it recognize the Lord and become a real magic weapon in your hands depends on your fate. ”
Good fellow, Master Jingjian answered all the questions about the magic weapon in one go. And he also told me that if I encounter the Yin Si office again, don't rush into the fire to save people like last time; Don't save people as a "human".
"Master, you said I couldn't save it; I understand, after all, I am a yin; But why don't you decent people save it? ”
"Whoever dies and who lives is not just a matter for you. Everything in the world is cause and effect, and against cause and effect, save one person and ten thousand people. The old man said lightly. But after experiencing the last fire, I understand what kind of mood is behind this "understatement", and he must have seen more than me; When I didn't believe in ghosts and gods, I was already an abbot and mage.
"Mr. Chen, I have a question I would like to discuss with you." Seeing that I didn't speak, Jingjian changed a cup of hot tea for me.
"Thank you, Mage, please speak."
"Sir, now that you are a yin boss, what is your understanding of ghosts?"
It was the same question he asked me when I first met Bai Impermanence. If I had put it aside, I would have started running around again with a lot of train nonsense; But now don't talk about facing such an old monk, even if ordinary people ask me so seriously, I won't laugh anymore when I answer.
"I think ghosts are obsessed, and when I watch movies or something, I always feel like a ghost and a ghost. But later I realized that those harshness and resentment were a kind of obsession. Although the physical body is dead, if this obsession is too deep, it will exacerbate the pain at the time of death; This obsession is further deepened. Since I went to the ghost town myself, I know this even more certainly. There is an obsession with life, an obsession with relatives, an obsession with love, and an obsession with love......"
"Bang bang." Jingjian actually applauded: "Not bad, yes, the future is terrifying." ”
Seeing that I looked at him suspiciously, Jingjian slowly spoke again: "Then do you know that in addition to inadvertently helping the underworld, you are also because of your obsession?" ”
I was surprised: "Master, how do you talk about this?" ”
"Cause, effect." Jingjian's face gradually became serious, "If it weren't for the fact that you painted "Ghost Gate", how could those underworld ghosts go back from your paintings?" How do you make meritorious contributions in the underworld? And how can you live a negative identity? But have you ever wondered what led you to start painting like this? There are many people who can paint in the yang world, and there are also many who are occasionally transferred to work as errands by the Yin Division; But you won this award? ”
Seeing that I was confused, Jingjian said almost word for word: "They are here because of you." Without waiting for me to come back to my senses, Jomi continued:
"Mr. Chen's previous obsession went straight to the underworld, and Yin Si also sent someone to look for you; It's all because of the obsession of your relatives behind you who have protected you. Because the depth of your obsession directly crosses the boundary between life and death, that is, from that time on, you begin to search for the boundary; You want to get rid of the dust, but you don't expect to discard your human identity. That is, from that time you can feel the death of people, and when someone in the family dies, no matter how far away you also feel; This alone is not surprising, after all, there is a lifenet between people; Sometimes, people close to you can sense what the people around you say. But you can not only sense, but also unconsciously take the initiative to connect to other people's life nets. Most of the things that others dream of the underworld are nightmares, but you really went to the secluded underworld in a dream. A person who is not a monk, but wanders in a blurred boundary, it is better to recruit you like a flag; If you want to cross the line, there will be forces to stop you......"