The world is celebrating the Spring Festival to catch up with the ghosts, the door is pasted with the colorful door god, the spring peach charm hanging on the pillar, the firecrackers explode from time to time, and the lonely soul and wild ghost tremble.

The snow flies down like catkins all over the sky, and the surrounding white is as white as a silver jade mill, and dozens of unjust souls who have died in vain are walking on the empty streets.

They need to find a mage in the temple who is willing to recite a mantra to resolve grievances for them, and then they can go to Huangquan to pass the six paths of reincarnation.

The temples in Beijing were dark and dreary because of the New Year's Festival, and they had to go from place to place, hoping to find a guiding light.

Among these unjust souls, there was a beautiful woman, her expression was dazed, she couldn't bear a wisp of black blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth, she wanted to wipe it with a handkerchief, and she didn't have it when she took out her sleeve cage, maybe she left it somewhere.

She saw that an old woman beside her was also vomiting blood, and it was terrible to paste her whole chin, so she stopped, squatted down and held a handful of snow, and cleaned the tips of her lips and chin.

She's already a ghost, and the snow rubs her skin without feeling cold.

When she was born, she was always afraid of the cold, so she had to be confined to Shen Zetang's arms, and he gave her the heat.

After a long time, I felt that my body was warm, and even my heart was warm.

She stood up, and those unjust souls suddenly walked very fast, even if they had broken their legs, they struggled to crawl forward, squinting and looking at the temple, there was a plaque above the main entrance, and the three big characters "Tianfu Temple" were gilded on a black background.

...................................................

There have been four shifts in the city, and there are three or two lonely people.

The strong wind blew the snow, the night was dark and pressed the eaves, Shen Zetang jumped off the horse, stepped on the chaotic jade, and walked into the mountain gate of Tianfu Temple.

The three Buddhas passed through the door of the three crosses and six rhombic flowers in the Mahavira Treasure Hall, and watched him pass through the corridor with kind eyes.

In the door of the cave, there is a meditation room, a red cage, a bean lamp, and a small novice sitting on the threshold with an umbrella and sleeping.

Hearing the sound of feet and feet, he got up and wanted to ask who was coming, but he heard the person in the room say calmly: "Let him come in!" ”

Before the little novice was about to fold his palms and inquire, the man was already covered in wind and snow.

Shen Zetang lifted the curtain and entered the room, and saw Master Mingyue sitting on the bed, chanting while knocking on the wooden fish.

He was inconvenient to disturb, so he crossed his knees on the futon and silently stared at the half-dim light in the bowl in front of the Buddha.

The silence of the house was thickened by the darkness of the night.

Suddenly, the light went out, and the five fingers were missing, only the wooden fish knocked into the bottom of people's hearts one by one.

The eyes gradually adapted to the darkness of the night, a gust of wind blew the shadows of the green windows, the closed door creaked open from the outside to the inside, and more than a dozen people slowly shook into the threshold, and they were afraid of the Buddha in front of the incense burner, and hesitated to move forward.

Shen Zetang saw that more than a dozen people were surrounded by black mist, miserable and miserable, there were people with unkempt hair and unkempt faces, people with white silk and red tongues around their necks, or people who were executed with pieces of flesh and flowers, or people who cut off their hands and legs and turned off their heads, or there were widows who cried bitterly with children in their arms, and filial sons who refused to let go of the thin old lady with their shoulders and backs, all of them were ghosts who had died tragically.

Master Mingyue put down the wooden fish, crossed his hands, and recited the mantra of resentment dozens of times, and the black mist around those unjust souls gradually dissipated, and then thanked him and left, and a new unjust soul quietly came, so repeated past, and suddenly heard a faint chicken cry, and the people in front of the hall disappeared in an instant, and Mingyue had to take a breath, and a woman walked hesitantly outside the door.

But seeing that she was wearing a bean-green skirt, wearing a white dark flower inlaid bean-green trimmed vertical neck shirt, and the front of the placket was mottled with blood, which looked very shocking.

It was very cold outside, and she didn't wear a cloak or cloak or anything like that, her face was bruised from the cold, her black bun was still wearing pearls, her lips were like rouge and red, and her watery eyes were still charming.

Master Mingyue lowered his eyes, crossed his trembling hands together, pressed the thumbs of both hands into knots, and shouted: "Evil obstacles, after the rooster crows three times at sunrise, you will not rush to the Yellow Spring to be reincarnated, and your soul will be dispersed and reduced to a speck of dust in the mortal world!" ”

"Jiu'er!" Shen Zetang's voice was hoarse, and he wanted to get up, but Master Mingyue stopped: "She is a wisp of unjust soul, I don't know how cold and I don't know how hot I am, you can't touch it." ”

Shunyu looked around blankly, as if someone was calling her sadly, but there was only the mage chanting in front of her, how could there be anyone else.

"Are you calling me?" She asked, taking two steps forward, the toes of the mandarin duck red embroidered shoes were like fire, and she hurriedly took two steps back, surprised.

Mingyue didn't answer, just sighed: "Why don't you leave?" But if you can't let go of the wealth and prosperity in the world, and the obsession with love, it is a big dream, and it is not a pity! Go to the six reincarnations of Huangquan Road, you wake up again, you don't remember the past, and you are fortunate to have a new face! ”

Outside the window, the rooster crows twice.

Shun Yu shook his head: "I don't want to go, this life is a mess, there is no way in front of me and no way back, I put the injustice of the Tian clan away and only want to enjoy myself, I deserve to fall to this step of the field, I really have no shame to go to Huangquan to see my brothers and sisters, what to talk about the six reincarnations, I want to go back to take revenge!" ”

Mingyue said to Amitabha: "It's just that you can't let go of that man with hatred!" “

Shun Yu clenched his silver teeth and said fiercely: "I have been trapped in love for half my life and can't extricate myself, all of them are entrusted to non-beloved, if I meet those three people again, I will definitely cut off my love, sincerely do not pay, and I will not get along with each other in old age, otherwise I would rather fall into the hell of Ah Bi and suffer endlessly!" ”

Mingyue was stunned: "What kind of hardship are you, the knot is easy to solve, the bad karma is difficult to get rid of, the heart is good, the party is enlightenment, go quickly, the day has climbed the window, otherwise it will be too late to regret." ”

Shun Yu wanted to leave, but looked back at him: "You look familiar, but the fourth master of the Shen family who the fifth sister is going to marry, she rushed to embroider the mandarin duck red mattress overnight, and I still remember her happy appearance......."

Before she could finish speaking, a bright light slipped through the crack in the roof tiles, reflecting on her body, and countless clouds of dust floated and vied to envelop her.

"Jiu'er is waiting for me!" Shen Zetang shouted in a low voice, strode away, stretched out his hand to hug her into his arms, and only his own arms overlapped.

The rooster crows three times, the window is bright, the hall is empty, and the Buddha is hidden in the green smoke without seeing the face of compassion.

Shen Zetang was angry, his throat was fishy, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, splashing on the trampling place of Shunyu's embroidered shoes.

He looked at Mingyue with red eyes, and asked in despair, "Where did she go?" ”

"Or go to Huangquan to be reincarnated, or become dust, or reincarnate and reincarnate........" Mingyue muttered to herself: "I have nothing to do with my second brother!" ”

"How can you have nothing to do with me!" Shen Zetang wiped the blood stains from the corners of his lips, and his voice was as gentle as usual: "She's so stupid, how can I rest assured if I don't follow......"

took a black blood-mottled handkerchief from the sleeve cage and handed it to Mingyue: "I know that you are proficient in Miao Jiang's Gu poison technique, this is the blood that Jiu'er coughed up." ”

He took out a short knife from his waist and cut it at his wrist, and immediately the blood flowed like an infusion, and his face dripped on the hem of his clothes without changing color, and when it was red, Fang tore off a piece and handed it to Mingyue: "This is my blood." Plant the Yin and Yang Fusion Gu for Jiu'er, so that when she is reincarnated or reincarnated in Huangquan, I can find her, and she will never forget me, and they will not be separated from each other again. ”

After a pause, his tone was very calm: "Fourth brother, second brother only begs you this time." The sun shone through his frosty sideburns, but at the age of forty, he was already in his prime.

Mingyue was silent, and Shen Zetang didn't say much, and slowly walked towards the door, the blood on his wrist was still flowing, and every drop meandered away with his steps.

.........................................

Abbot Pujing preached the scriptures in the Buddhist hall, raised his eyes and looked around, but did not see Master Mingyue present, and instructed the little novice to invite, and after a while, the little novice hurriedly went back and forth: "The master ordered the Taoist to cook soup and take a bath, and there was no sound in the room." ”

Abbot Pujing pinched his fingers and calculated, suddenly changed color, got up to look for it, and when he opened the door, he saw Mingyue take off his monk's robe, only wearing layman's cloth clothes, and sat cross-legged on the futon.

He stumbled and sighed: "Pity, pity! If you meditate and study the Dharma, you will get the right results, but unfortunately the six roots are not pure, and the seven emotions are entangled, so you actually apply poison to the souls of the dead, and destroy your own path with one thought, and finally have nothing to do with my Buddhism! ”

Immediately ordered Shami to prepare the Buddha shrine to carry the bright moon to it, recite the Buddha's chant a thousand times, and then burn it, pick up its bones and put it in a box, and send it out of the temple before sunset, return to the Shen Mansion and bury it in the ancestral hall, here is no longer table.