Chapter 4: The Shadow Brings the Soul
"Hehe, husband, when Bingqing delivers soul-nourishing yin qi to your soul body, your consciousness is in a state of emptiness, and in this state, you will feel that time flies very quickly." Yu Bingqing patiently explained.
Hearing this explanation, I was relieved, if time passed so quickly in the Soul Nourishing Umbrella, then I wouldn't dare to go in again.
Yu Bingqing continued: "Just now, Bingqing focused on repairing the soul body's language communication ability for her husband, and everyone can hear you when you speak now. ”
"Oh, thank you, Sister Yu, I have to go, it's only a quarter of an hour. Senior sister, Sister Yu, you wait for me. Master Wang, see you soon. "I smiled and said goodbye to them, Yu Bingqing can't go with me, if she is found by the shadows, it is very likely that she will be arrested and go to the underworld together, she has been in the world for so many years, she has already broken the rules of the underworld, and the punishment after going down will be inevitable.
"Well, come back early." Senior sister said.
I grinned, turned around and rushed towards the wall next to the door.
"Husband. Don't.." As soon as Yu Bingqing's words came out, I slammed into the wall.
I thought I could walk through it, but who knows no.
"Husband, the wall is too thick, you can't get through it now, and the doors and windows are still possible." Yu Bingqing said a little speechlessly.
I smiled awkwardly and rushed towards the door.
"Bang" This time, not only did I not pass through, but was directly bounced back several steps.
"! I'm a failure! Sister Yu, the door is so thin, why can't I pass through? I said with some embarrassment.
Master Wang coughed and said a little speechlessly: "I have a door god posted on the door, don't you know?" ”
"Hahaha..."Senior sister's demonic laughter sounded again, and I didn't want to speak anymore, so I rushed directly towards the window. When I came into contact with the window, I deliberately relaxed my soul body, because when Yu Bingqing brought me in before, I felt that her soul body seemed to suddenly become like air, so that she could pass through the window smoothly without making any sound.
Out of Master Wang's house, I ran towards home non-stop, my soul body has been strengthened by Yu Bingqing, and I have completely adapted to the state of my soul body, and there is no obstacle to running.
I ran for the first few steps, but then I realized that I didn't need to run at all, as long as I had a direction in my head, I could go in that direction, and I found that even if I stepped on the weeds, the weeds didn't move.
"The Yin Soul really doesn't have any weight." I muttered and began to agitate the yin qi in my body, wanting to float home quickly, but I was a new soul and didn't have much experience in agitating yin qi, which directly led to me not running as fast as I used to float.
My soul shook hard, fell to the ground, and ran home......
Master Wang is not far from my house, ran for about ten minutes and ran to the house, at this time the home has undergone great changes, a piece of ritual Taoist cloth hung on the wall, two eight immortal tables are also full of tribute, a ritual Taoist team is busy, there are gongs, suona, drums, as well as knocking on the wooden fish and chanting the mantra.
Those transcendent mantras made me feel very comfortable, as if they were instructing me to turn around and reincarnate, and not be in the world of nostalgia. The sound of crying and mourning at home also disappeared, everyone was busy with their own things, and her mother was no longer in the mourning hall, so she must have gone up to take care of Mu Xue.
In a few minutes, I hurried upstairs and no one around me could see me, which was a good thing for me.
Running upstairs in a few steps, my mother really took care of Mu Xue's bedside, because it was summer and the weather was very hot, so Mu Xue needed to wipe her body every few hours to avoid sores.
"Mom." I whispered softly in my mother's ear, and I still don't know how to condense my soul to a point where only my mother can see it. Since I couldn't let her see it, I could only speak. In fact, being able to speak is already very remarkable, and if it weren't for Yu Bingqing's help, I would probably still be stripping my soul body from the body now.
Ordinary ghosts can also speak, but the yang people can't hear the words, because the air vibration frequency caused by the yin ghosts talking is completely different from that of people, this kind of speech can only be heard by the yin souls, and if you want to communicate with people, you need to have external conditions to facilitate, such as with the help of Taoism, such as the strength of the soul body is so strong that it is like Yu Bingqing and iron eggs, and such as special soul species and so on......
But for ordinary people, it is basically impossible to be able to talk to their families after death.
And I was specially repaired by Yu Bingqing to repair the language ability of the soul body, so when I speak, my mother can hear it.
"Morning? Is that you? How can I not see you? Mom was stunned for a moment, then asked as she looked around.
I hummed and said, "Mom, it's me, remember when I told you that I would turn into a ghost and go to my sister?" You don't have to worry, I'll bring my sister's soul back, Mom, don't be too sad, it's all fate, greet my sister well, I don't have time, you just wait for your sister to wake up. I'm leaving. ”
As soon as I finished speaking, I quickly turned around and ran, I was timid, I didn't dare to continue listening to my mother, for her, the palms and backs of her hands were all meat, and it was a fact that she couldn't accept to let go of anyone.
I came to the hall converted into a mourning hall, at this time it was late at night, nearly eleven o'clock, the Taoist priest was also singing the last mantra, the people who came to mourn gradually also walked away, only my father sat on the small stool next to my body, his expression was sad one after another burning yellow paper money, these paper money did not turn into the ashes I saw before, but automatically turned into a stack of golden paper.
"Is this the Stygian Coin?" I looked at the stack of golden papers, and it looked a little golden.
"Morning, Dad is sorry for you, Dad has been very strict with you since you were a child, and he has never praised you for anything, because Dad knows ......"
"Dad, don't say it, I understand your intentions, in fact, it is me who should say I'm sorry, you and your mother gave birth to me and raised me for so many years, and I haven't had time to fulfill my filial piety, so let you white-haired people send black-haired people, it's me who is sorry for you and my mother." I whispered in my dad's ear, and my dad looked around, and then the tears fell, and he burned the paper money more quickly, as if he was repenting, and as if he was atoning for his sins, and this scene made me uncomfortable for a while.
I looked at my father's hand that kept throwing paper money into the fire, and that hand was already covered with calluses, and my father had been honest all his life and relied on brute force to earn money. Although he missed many opportunities to make money, he still supported the family with his own hands. He wasn't rich, but he was great.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the Taoist priests also went home one by one, and before they left, they sprinkled a layer of incense ash on the table of the eight immortals, and told my father to keep watch outside if he wanted to keep vigil, so as not to interfere with the errands.
I climbed onto the coffin that belonged to me, and this coffin would accompany my body from cold and stiff to rotting and ashing. It will hold my bones forever beneath the ground, leaving behind the most visible evidence of my time in this world.
This person, in the end, will not be able to take anything in this world with him, only good and evil, karma and good fortune. There is nothing substantial in this world that truly belongs to us, we were born without bringing anything, and death does not take anything with us. We must have healthy and positive ideals, because they are essential to enrich our lives, but those unscrupulous demands can only bring greater karma.
These karmas will cause us to repay all of them in the underworld, but in the end, we will get nothing but punishment from the underworld.
In my understanding, this ghost does not refer to the ghost who comes to disturb you, but refers to those who have done a lot of bad things and are always afraid of going to the underworld, because the underworld means endless suffering to them, and those who do not do unfortunate things will not be afraid of the underworld to bring the soul, because the underworld will allow those who have merit and no karma to enter a better reincarnation.
After sitting in silence on the coffin for a few minutes, Dad also got up and left, and tonight he was keeping a watch outside the door. Shortly after Dad went out, a strangely dressed man suddenly appeared at the door.
After he came in, he didn't pay attention to me directly, but went straight to the tribute on the table of the Eight Immortals, he greedily smoked the incense on it, and enjoyed the tribute unscrupulously, he squatted on the table of the Eight Immortals, his heels were off the ground, the structure in front of the shoes was very special, and he stepped on the incense ash left by the Taoist priest on the table, showing a mark similar to chicken feet......
(At six o'clock, there will be a change in the evening, for the queen and the lord.) The time will be late, so the old man will save it for tomorrow. )