"Master Mingshan, I wonder if Xiao Tongtong can follow over and have a look?" Everything was ready to stop, Yang Xuantong asked with a smile. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why not?" Master Mingshan also replied with a smile.

's own junior brother, Liu Anran, who is destined for it, was tossed enough. This Yang Xuantong can also be regarded as his own destined person, and it is estimated that he will have to toss enough for himself in the future.

I just asked this to add some blessings to this little girl. If there are a lot of unjust souls over there, whoever participates in them will be blessed. But this guy didn't say it directly, but asked himself if he could go over.

Yang Xuantong was not embarrassed at all, he was thinking so in his heart. What Tongtong lacks most now is the protection of all kinds of merits, the more merits, the more small things can be turned into small things, and the small things can be turned into nothing. He doesn't want Xiao Tongtong to live in the shadow of swords and swords every day, and a kitchen knife will fly out of every side when he walks and walks.

"Master Mingshan, I wonder if there will be this fate to go to Jiuhua Temple to listen to the master's lectures in the future?" Sitting in Liu Anran's car together, Wang Tiande asked.

"Why not, the Buddhists open the door of convenience, and those who can walk in are destined people." Master Mingshan nodded.

"Lao Wang, you said that the situation over there has been clarified, what is going on?" Yang Xuantong asked.

"Xuantong, it's been a few days of history over there." Wang Tiande sighed and said.

"This side can be traced back to the puppet Manchurian period, and that is where the Japanese killed people. Linnan City used to be Linnan County, and there is a little record in the former county annals. Later, I went door-to-door to visit the old people living in the neighborhood to figure out what was going on. ”

"It is said that at that time, there were people killing people every day here, and the environment here was originally very good, and the Japanese tried to kill people on the side of that small river. Blood stained the river red, and after a few days it was gone. ”

Later, the Japanese are said to have found some people to help with the conditioning, but they still killed here. The body was not allowed to be claimed by the family, so it was placed there. ”

"It is said that it lasted for almost two years, because there were too many corpses, and if they were not buried, they became stinky, and the surrounding environment was also affected. In the end, even the Japanese couldn't stand it anymore, so they dug a deep pit there and buried the corpses that had not finished decomposing. ”

"It's just that no one knows where it is buried, and these are just circulating in the homes of the older generation. Some people also say that it was directly poured with fire oil and incinerated, and it was burned for three days and three nights. No one knows exactly what it is like now. ”

"The city also attaches great importance to this matter, and if there are martyrs in the underground over there, they must also get up safely. Put it in the martyr's cemetery, so we have to investigate it carefully. ”

Even if he hadn't experienced that time, Yang Xuantong's heart was a little uncomfortable when he heard Wang Tiande's description. When the Japanese army was rampant on the land of China, it never took human life seriously.

The martyrs that people know are only known to everyone, but how many are not known? Who knows.

There is always some reason why the Japanese killed so many people here. Maybe they're searching for someone to force them, and that's their usual trick.

No wonder the resentment here is so heavy, people complain about those little Japanese who are not as good as beasts, how can this resentment be easily dissipated.

And at that time, where would the Japanese find someone to do things to overkill the souls of the dead so easily, maybe they did something else at that time to suppress these souls here. And when Tongtong shook the copper shell, he let the aura rush against each other, and found a trace of space before these unjust souls seeped out.

"Amitabha!" Venerable Mingshan chanted a long Buddha horn.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Yang Xuantong's head, it turned out that unconsciously, his blood was surging, and his mind was all about this matter, and he didn't pay attention to the road ahead.

The car is performing well, but now the throttle is pressed a little deeper, and the speed is fast, which is dangerous. Fortunately, Master Mingshan woke himself up in time.

"Master Mingshan, it seems that you expected it to be true, this time I am really going to trouble you." Yang Xuantong said with a sigh.

"It doesn't matter." Master Mingshan shook his head and said.

If it is an ordinary resentful spirit, although there is resentment in the heart, it can be resolved. If it is really similar to Wang Tiande's description, things here are really a little difficult to handle.

The Japanese are very cruel in their methods of killing, and there are people here who help them to arrange other means for abuse, which will intensify the resentment in the hearts of the resentful spirits, and this time the difficulty will be correspondingly higher.

Yang Xuantong's heart is a little calmer, this time I am afraid that there will be a protracted battle. I'm also glad that I didn't directly use magic tools to turn these unjust souls away, otherwise I would be so sorry for these martyrs.

Although what Wang Tiande said was just some rumors that he had heard, it was groundless. Judging from the situation over there, this must have happened, but the process of occurrence may be a little different.

There will be the heroic souls of the martyrs here, and the heroic spirits will not be extinguished and will last forever. If you really regenerate these spirits, what you get is not merit, but karma.

He didn't know why, after listening to Wang Tiande's story, he felt very uncomfortable.

This feeling had never been felt before, even he had worshiped the martyrs' cemetery and visited the mass grave, but although he was angry at that time, it was only for a while.

Now there is an unquenchable hatred growing in his heart, even if he is now clear, he can't suppress it.

It even made him have a very bad idea, he didn't know if there were his ancestors among the people who passed away here. Otherwise, why would you feel like this?

"Master Yang, everything is your own." Master Mingshan, who was sitting in the back, spoke.

"Hey, Master Mingshan, I wonder if you can give me a quarter of an hour?" Yang Xuantong was silent for a while and then asked.

"Master Yang, the monk can only chant the scriptures, you have found the wrong person." Master Mingshan shook his head.

Yang Xuantong nodded, he had indeed found the wrong person. This matter should be told to the messenger of the underworld, but I don't know if the Yin 38 in the prosecution will rush back when he encounters something here.

It would be better if he came over, but even if it was someone else, he had to check it carefully, otherwise the matter here would eventually become his own demons.

When I got to the ground, I had to contact my dad when no one was around. I just don't know how much he still has memories of his childhood, and whether he can remember what happened before he was adopted by his grandfather.