Chapter 4 Whether all beings are equal or not
Seeing that the old man was chattering for a while, and then just looked at it like this, his son woke up, Pu Bingxu suddenly had a spring breeze on his face, reached out and took out the ocean from his wrinkled pocket, and didn't wait for him to hand it over, only to hear the old man ask with a dark face: "Where did you come from this Huang family?" I see that you have more or less a few hundred years of Taoism, and you have cultivated in vain? Tang Xian'er has to be tied to death with these ghost things, you are not related to this child, and you dare to tie him up with these ghost things at such an age? ”
It was the first time the old man had spoken, and his voice was as hoarse as pulling a bellows. Park Bingxu and my grandfather looked at each other, it was a good thing that the child woke up, but the meaning of this old man's words seemed to be something else. Where can they see the fetus with the naked eye, and they want to go up and hug their son, but they dare not move.
"Tied up? I'm not just going to tie him to death, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill his whole family! A strange scene appeared, the three boys' eyes were glaring at this time, and there was no white eye in the whole eye, they were dark and swarthy, and they were looking at Park Bingxu viciously at this time, and their voices had obviously changed. Like a resentful woman, gritting her teeth and revealing her fierce face.
At this time, Park Bingxu believed in the things of ghosts and gods, and he was stupid and stepped back several steps, his face pale.
The old man in the pool glanced at Pu Bingxu and waved his hand, then turned his head to the three boys and said in an unkind tone: "Seeing people talking about people, talking nonsense, don't talk to me here, I'm not difficult for you when the sand flashes out, if you don't want to do it yourself, do you see?" Saying that, he pointed to the black hall list on the wall, "Don't say that this immortal family will tear you apart for a while!" ”
When the three boys heard this, they looked around, their faces seemed to be a little frightened, and then they showed anger. This expression is very familiar to Park Bingxu, when he saw himself peeling his skin in the back mountain, the expression on the yellow skin face was the same as now.
After looking around, the three boys suddenly jumped up and squatted on the table hunched over, like a house cat being frightened and furious. There was a cruel smile on his face, and he opened his mouth and said: "I admit that you are powerful immortals, but you can try, if they dare to move, I will immediately let the cubs cut off this child's heart!" ”
The voice landed, like a demonstration, and the big bag under the squeaky nest of the three boys was agitated again at this time, intertwined and bulging, some like the fetal movements of a pregnant woman, but there were too many bulges, and it looked extremely disgusting.
After hearing this, the anger on the old man's face disappeared, and he said calmly: "I have something to say, or you look at it like this·······" There was no follow-up in the middle of the words, and the three boys were stunned for a moment, and they were originally vigilant around, but they unconsciously looked at the old man at this time. At this glance, the old man's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at him. The old man's face was full of wrinkles and drooping eyelids, and no one had paid attention to it before, but at this time, his eyes stared at the left eye, and there were actually two pupils.
The moment the three boys looked at each other with this heavy pupil, their eyes suddenly lost their minds. The old man took advantage of this opportunity, pinched a strange law in his hand, and opened his mouth to read: "There are also grass god Dharani, there are also ghost god Dharani, all evil ghosts and gods are invincible, please destroy the ghosts and gods of the ten places!" "It was not a loud voice, but it fell on the ears of everyone in the room like thunder. When the three boys heard this, they fell on the wooden table with a bang, and the bulge under the creaking nest disappeared at this time.
Seeing his son fall, Park Bingxu didn't care about anything else, and pounced on him to hug him, but he was stunned to find that he was just two steps away, and he rushed forward so desperately, and he didn't close the distance at all, just like standing still. The old man grabbed Pu Bingxu, stared intently at the empty air in front of him, and said, "Don't be busy, our family is guarding the horse, I'm afraid that it will pounce on that child again, and you won't be able to get close to you if you are tired." ”
Park Bingxu didn't dare to move anymore when he heard this, and when he quieted down, he felt that the atmosphere was a little weird. At this time, I only heard the crackling sound in the house, and the cold wind blew from all directions. The broom pinches shifted one after another, and the dust flew in the room, but the two candles under the black hall order did not move at all, and the candle flame did not even flicker at all.
Park Bingxu and my grandfather were sweaty, standing behind the old man on their heels, and they didn't dare to come out. The body trembled rhythmically with the sound of the room, as if it was swinging, and it was really frightened.
Fortunately, it didn't take long, but there was no movement in three or two minutes, and Park Bingxu asked the old man in a trembling voice: "Old ······ Old man, what's wrong? ”
The old man did not take a stubble, but returned to the offering table and poured three sticks of incense into the incense burner bowl on the far right, then took out a packet of black powder from the drawer, melted it with water in the bowl, and handed it to the two of them.
Park Bingxu didn't dare not answer, and he didn't know what to do, so he asked the old man tremblingly: "Old man, what is this." ”
"Jin juice, drinking it can temporarily open your eyes and ears." As if seeing the fear in Park Bingxu's eyes, the old man added, "Your family's affairs, if you don't come out and say a few words, how can I help you get an idea?" ”
Park Bingxu took a sip, frowned and was about to gag, swallowed it forcibly, and asked the old man with a crying face: "Old man, what is this, ····· vomit?"
"Golden juice is the overnight stool discharged in the middle of the night, dried and ground into powder. The yin qi is the strongest, and the eyes can only see the yin by reducing the firepower. The old man's casual words, Park Bingxu swallowed back the bile that came to his mouth, and he didn't dare to show it, and reached out to hand a bowl of black soup to my grandfather. My grandfather shook his head like a rattle, because he didn't want to drink the dung soup when he was killed, and because he didn't want to see the scary stuff.
The old man motioned for Park Bingxu to close his eyes, pointed his finger on his eyelids and muttered something, and when he opened his eyes again, he almost screamed, and the scene in front of him made his scalp numb and his lips dry.
This room was crowded with everything, some wearing ancient costumes, although they were human and had tails. There are those who simply wear animal heads and human bodies, and wear Taoist costumes. There are also a bunch of more thorough, complete animals themselves, and half-brained, intestines hanging on the outside····· There were eighteen people standing closest to the offering table, both men and women, these people were neat, although the clothes looked like they were from the Ming and Qing dynasties, but compared with the shape of the pile of things in the room, it seemed very normal.
Park Bingxu's nervous mouth was dry, and his eyes didn't dare to look around, so he had to stare at the eighteen people inside. Closest to the right is a large bearded man, whose hand is pressed on the shoulder of a kneeling woman. The woman was dressed in green clothes, and her face was also beautiful, but there were six or seven yellow skins with blurred flesh and blood on her body, which looked extremely weird. The woman looked resentful and wanted to struggle, but the big man was firmly pressed to the ground with one hand, and she couldn't move.
The old man led Pu Bingxu to the offering table, opened his mouth and said politely to the big man: "There is Lao Lao Wolf who has made a move." The big man nodded slightly, but there was no more expression on his face.
The old man seemed to be accustomed to it, pointed to the woman kneeling on the ground, and asked Park Bingxu: "She is the one who grinds your child, you can ask if you want to ask." ”
Pu Bingxu saw that this woman was glaring at him with a grim face, his heart was beating, he didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and quickly turned his head to the old man and said, "I don't have anything to ask, old man, just help me deal with it." ”
"Hehe, he didn't dare to ask, why did he ask me!" The woman didn't wait for the old man to speak, with a look of ridicule and resentment, she turned her head to the old man and said word by word: "There is a way that the ability of the pool collector is not as low as the immortal family, you are different from the horse, they are tribute, you are pressing, I underestimate you." ”
Listening to the provocation in this woman's words, the fairy family in the house was expressionless. The old man smiled, turned his head to the bearded man and said: "I have to trouble the wolf fairy, this yellow skin is unrestrained, but after all, it is a yang fairy, send it to the city god master, as for these ghost cubs, they are already ghosts and can't stay on the ground, and they are directly pressed into the dead city." ”
"Wait!" Hearing that she was going to send her child to the city of death, the resentment on the woman's face had already turned into panic, and she hurriedly yelled at the old man: "Aren't you afraid of damaging yin virtue by doing this?" ”
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "Tell me, I'm curing diseases and saving people and damaging yin virtue, but you have accumulated merit by practicing for many years to tie up a three-year-old child?" ”
The woman gritted her teeth fiercely, glared at Park Bingxu again and said, "It is impossible to accumulate merit, but there is cause and effect between the two of us." You intervened in this kick for no reason, and you carried his cause and effect for him? ”
The old man frowned and asked, "Even if you have a grudge against him, what do you do with a three-year-old child?" Misfortune is not for three generations, the son does not take over the father's misfortune, and your parents have not taught you? ”
"It's a good son who doesn't take over his father's misfortune, you just yin me, you are reciting the Buddha's Vajra mantra, and it's not a day or two to cultivate Buddha, right? I ask you, are all beings equal? The woman looked unconvinced, and asked with her lips.
The old man raised his eyebrows and replied, "It is true that all beings are equal. ”
When the woman heard the old man's answer, she smiled hideously, pointed at Park Bingxu, but her eyes were staring at the old man, and said word by word: "Okay, it's not dirty." Then you ask him, I can't kill his whole family! ”
When the old man heard this, he looked at Park Bingxu, who was red and sweaty, and he was speechless. On the one hand, it's because there's really nothing to say, but more often it's fear.
"He doesn't say it, I'll say it!" The woman looked at Park Bingxu resentfully, and her mouth was not without desolation about the past, and the little yellow skin lying on her back was also screaming at this time, as if she had lost her fur and was in pain.
The more the old man listened, the more ugly his face became, and when he heard it, he finally looked at Park Bingxu with a silent face.
In the end, the woman looked at the little yellow skins behind her, and wanted to reach out to touch them, but she couldn't bear it, as if she was afraid that her touch would make them more painful, her eyes were full of heartache, as if she was talking to herself, and said silently: "Since we were young, we have been hiding from humans everywhere since we were not enlightened. Learn to turn a blind eye to the meat on the clip, learn to smell people and stay away, until after opening the spiritual wisdom, the elders in the mountains also warned us to stay away from people······"
The woman's voice was sad, but her eyes never left the cubs behind her, as if she was telling someone else's past, "Actually, I haven't resented it, since we who were wearing horns in the past life did not cultivate merit and created sins to get the body of an animal." Although the elders admonished him, he secretly ran down the mountain, secretly observing the human race at night, and at the same time cultivating hard, hoping to get rid of his body on all fours as soon as possible······"
The room was unusually quiet at this time, and both humans and immortals were silently watching the woman at this time, listening to her own words. Those immortals who were originally expressionless also had some indescribable emotions on their faces at this time.
didn't bother, like a kind of unanimous respect, although these immortals are not in the right way, most of them are the masters of killing. They are different from the immortal families in the disciples' halls, they are all without dependents. After all, if you have your own clan and your own people, who doesn't want to follow the people in the lobby to accumulate merits, but instead cultivate alone like a lonely ghost and be finally accepted by the pool collectors?
But at this moment, these immortals, who exist like the underworld, just look at the woman in front of them quietly, as if they are looking at a child whose mother is crying.
"I don't complain if people hunt me for food and clothing, even if I die, I will use hundreds of years of cultivation in this life in exchange for a good body in the next life." When she looked up at the crowd again, the woman's face was calm, her eyes were clear, and she asked the old man as if she was talking about homely things: "He skinned my children one by one in front of a mother." That's what people are? Buddha, can you tolerate it? Dao, can it be tolerated? ”