Chapter 35: Karmic Ghosts
Wu Yue was even more curious: "Doesn't the karmic ghost live in people's hearts, so do I also have one in my heart?" But why did all these people run outside? Is their karma good or bad? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Xiu Yuan smiled, unfathomable, and rolled up his sleeves, posed in a sassy posture and said, "Young man, you are curious." In that case, listen to me slowly. ā
This karmic ghost, although it is named a ghost, but it is very funny to say, it is actually a trace of kindness in the heart of the human heart combined with a part of their own soul, which is essentially a kind of living soul. It is supposed to be the purest and most good existence in human beings, but it is a pity that its perception of evil is as sensitive as good, and whether people have good or evil thoughts in their hearts, it will absorb them and use them to strengthen their own bodies. Of course, absorbing good thoughts will make it more and more kind and handsome, absorbing evil thoughts will become more and more disgusting and ugly, and the combination of good and evil will not change. Most people in the world do not distinguish between right and wrong, so this karmic ghost is almost not long, and always resides in people's hearts, only the great good and evil people have a completely sideways right and wrong in their hearts, so that they can gradually raise this karmic ghost to the point that they can not live in their hearts, but can only follow the state of the master. In ancient metaphysics, people judged a person's good and evil by opening the yin and yang eyes, checking whether there are karmic ghosts around him and whether the karmic ghosts are beautiful or ugly.
Wu Yue snorted, and when he saw that Xiu Yuan was no longer talking, he asked, "No?" Looking at the ugly appearance of those guys' karmic ghosts, shriveled and thin, bearded on the top of their heads, and horns on their jaws, you know that these guys are definitely not good people. ā
Xiu Yuan didn't pick up, but said: "My old man is explaining to you, you kid is there uh-huh, not only making a popping sound, but also accompanied by a foul smell, let my old man say it!" ā
Wu Yue was surprised: "You can always smell it?" ā
Xiu Yuan said: "Although I can't hear it, I can't stop my old man's imagination." You continue to squat, and my old man will go too. After speaking, Wu Yue, who was left in the toilet, floated away.
Wu Yue came back from the toilet only to find that Zhang Chengdao had actually quarreled with those people, and couldn't help but say that according to Chengdao's temperament, he shouldn't be, and now there are a bunch of things to do, why can't he suppress his anger and fight with those people? Squeezed into the house, standing next to Zhang Chengdao can be regarded as supporting him, by the way, count it with big eyes, good guy! Including the old guy in a wheelchair, one person is a karmic ghost, it seems that this time it is really into the bandits' den, no, it is the bandits who moved the nest in.
After listening to a few words, Wu Yue understood, after a long time, Zhang Chengdao and Qian Duoduo's mother were sitting on bed No. 2, and the old man's eldest son came in and asked them to get out of the way, saying that they wanted to put things on this bed. Qian Duoduo's mother was very obedient and let go, but Zhang Chengdao was unwilling, he pointed to bed No. 4 and said that there was no other one over there. Who knew that the answer was that they also occupied the bed, and said that if they didn't drive out a few more people, they would be merciful. The fashionably dressed woman who came in at the beginning kept surrounding the old man and said that the hospital is full of special care rooms, you will be here first, and we will try to make a bigger place for you, so that you can live comfortably, and when there is a ward, we will give you a kind word such as turning over.
Zhang Chengdao was furious when he heard this, and couldn't help but reason with them. Who knew that the bald head was the third son of the old man, who wanted to reason with him, rolled up his sleeves and slapped his arm and slapped Zhang Chengdao, who knew that although Zhang Chengdao looked at Wenwen weak and weak, and wore a pair of glasses, he was really a practitioner, he saw the bald head slap over, his right hand bent a little to the bald arm, and his left hand flicked at the same time, and the slap was firmly slapped on the bald head's own face, which hit his ears buzzing, and he shook a few times and almost didn't faint. Zhang Chengdao can be regarded as stabbing the hornet's nest this time, and the remaining two men and two women all hula came around, and the eldest son who spoke at the beginning took off his shirt and revealed his tattoos. Zhang Chengdao was afraid of this situation, smiled slightly, and said to the tattooed man: "Nine-pattern dragon, why don't you tattoo crayon Xiaoxin, you have a lot of joy than you." If Wu Yue was present at the time, he would have widened his eyes and said, "What am I, it's not my lines!" When the tattooed man heard this, he couldn't bear it, so he reached out and grabbed Zhang Chengdao's face, and at the same time made a yin move under his feet, raising his leg and kicking Zhang Chengdao's crotch. Zhang Chengdao sealed the thumb of the tattooed man with one hand and the other hand as fast as lightning and broke it, the tattooed man immediately stood unsteadily and fell to the side of the empty bed, and the kick also deviated from the direction and kicked on the bed, with a loud bang, the scream of the tattooed man followed.
After the tattooed man squatted on the ground with his legs in his arms, the scene suddenly became much more lively, led by a coquettish man with a face and gold wire glasses, and the remaining one man and two women launched a vicious verbal attack on Zhang Chengdao, but no one dared to do it.
Wu Yue came in at this time, he and Zhang Chengdao were not afraid of doing anything, but they were really not the opponents of these people in terms of scolding, and Wu Yue had just come in, and he hadn't figured out what was going on, so he couldn't interject at all, so the scene at that time was that the two of them were standing in the middle of a bunch of people, being strafed by three machine guns with more than 30 words per second, and their two Hanyang were still stuck at a critical moment.
When the matter was at a stalemate, the old man in the wheelchair suddenly coughed violently and yelled: "I'm not dead yet, you can't let me worry!" Don't worry, as long as I don't die, you won't get a penny! ā
As soon as these words came out, it was no less than a heavy artillery, and the three machine guns immediately fell silent, and the five brothers and sisters immediately gathered around the old man, chattering and showing their loyalty.
Zhang Chengdao wanted to say something, but was pulled out of the door by Wu Yue. Wu Yue pointed to a place in the corridor and said, "Open your eyes." Zhang Chengdao opened his yin and yang eyes as he said and looked at the place where Wu Yue was pointing. After looking at it for a while, he turned his head and asked Wu Yue: "What are these things?" ā
Wu Yue was shocked: "Haven't you seen a karmic ghost?" ā
Zhang Chengdao said: "I haven't heard of it, what kind of ghost is karma? After speaking, he gave Wu Yue a very innocent expression.
"This ćććććć" Wu Yue had no choice but to rephrase Xiuyuan's words: "The souls of these people with karmic ghosts enter the underworld after death, and they become one with karmic ghosts, and all the evil things they did in their previous lives are listed in the case file. According to my estimate, these people will have to go to three levels of hell after death before they can have a chance to be reborn. ā
Zhang Chengdao pointed to a female ghost and said: "Ugly is only three floors down like this, is there any reason for this?" The remaining fifteen floors are for dry rice! ā
Wu Yue was speechless for a while, when did this Zhang Chengdao become an angry youth? However, he still explained: "Don't look at her ugly, she still has a human form, doesn't she, it shows that although she is constantly evil, she is still not a big evil." ā
"Then it stands to reason that there should be a lot of karmic ghosts, but don't talk about me, why hasn't even my master mentioned this?" Zhang Chengdao then asked.
Wu Yue snickered in his heart: This time it's finally my turn to roll your eyes! So he sent Zhang Chengdao a big health ball and said: "As the saying goes, it is not difficult for a person to do a bad thing in his life, and it is not difficult to do bad things all the time, but the difficult thing is to only do bad things and not do good things, and vice versa." Haven't you heard that? Besides, maybe you think that if you do a good deed, you may harm some other people, and what you think is a bad thing, it is difficult to guarantee that no one will benefit, so ah, as soon as the good and bad of ordinary people are canceled out, this karmic ghost will never grow up. Moreover, karmic ghosts also have a characteristic, that is, they appear in a family style, that is, parents develop karmic ghosts, and most of their children will raise karmic ghosts, which is not genetic, but the power of words and deeds. ā
Zhang Chengdao thought for a long time and said: "I understand what a karmic ghost is, but I still don't understand what you want to explain." ā
Wu Yue was really speechless this time: "Okay, you didn't say anything to me." Wu Yue really believes that Zhang Chengdao doesn't believe in cause and effect this time, and he said it so clearly: these people will inevitably suffer from reincarnation after death, so he can't understand the truth that he doesn't have to worry about them now?
Back in the ward, Zhang Chengdao saw that Qian Duoduo's mother and son were nested in the same bed, the old man had also been carried to bed No. 3 and settled, and the other five people were all crowded into bed No. 3 or No. 4, or peeling oranges for the old man, some peeling bananas for the old man, or saying good things to the old man. The No. 2 bed was miraculously empty, and it is estimated that these people were frightened by Zhang Chengdao.
Wu Yue felt that their bag of fruit was so familiar, and when he looked under the bed, the bag of fruit he bought was really gone. He just wanted to have a seizure, but he was stopped by Qian Duoduo's mother, and repeatedly told Wu Yue that he gave them by himself, they were all poor people, and they should help each other and something like that.
Wu Yue sighed secretly in his heart: "Okay, poor people must have something to hate, and I don't bother to care about so much." At this time, the nurse came to check the ward, saying that it was a ward round, that is, she pushed open the door and asked if there was anything wrong, and seeing that no one answered, the fat nurse was just about to leave, but was stopped by Wu Yue.
"Beauty, do you want to ask something?"
Although the boss was reluctant, but being called a beauty, the fat nurse still squeezed into half of her body and asked, "What's wrong?" ā
"Well, do you have any beds in the intensive care unit?"
The fat nurse had an expression that you were still living in the special care room: "Yes, most of them are still empty, do you want to transfer to the ward?" ā
Wu Yue ignored her anymore, but said to the other two people on the bed: "Hear, your opportunity to show filial piety has come." ā
Hearing the conversation between the two, the bewitching woman first looked embarrassed, then stood up and said to the old man: "Dad, you lie down here for a while, and I will transfer you to the ward." With that, he trotted out of the ward. With her taking the lead, the four people behind followed suit, and the crowded No. 4 bed was instantly empty.
Wu Yue looked at the old man lying on the bed with tears in his eyes, his eyes flashed, and he said in his heart: "The wicked have their own wicked grinding, so I should be the wicked this time." ā
Zhang Chengdao watched all this silently, and waited for everyone else to leave, leaving only the old man and himself and others, before he said to Qian Duoduo: "Can we go out and talk?" ā
Qian Duoduo silently got up and put on his shoes, and walked out first. Wu Yue then followed, and Zhang Chengdao said to Qian Duoduo's mother first: "Auntie, you rest first, let's go out to chat, and we'll be back in a while." After speaking, he stepped out of the door and chased Qian Duoduo out.
As soon as the few people left, the only old ghost who was anxiously spinning outside the door immediately slipped into the ward and squatted on the side of the old man's bed, while putting on a relaxed expression.
Qian Duoduo kept going up until he reached the rooftop before stopping. He turned around and looked at Wu Yue and the two of them, still not speaking, Zhang Chengdao coughed twice, and explained to Qian Duoduo in a deep voice what a living soul is, and then said: "According to the time, tomorrow is Wang Wenhua's first seven, during this period, he will not appear in front of others at will, and besides, if a female ghost with a snatching obsession appears nearby, other ghosts will subconsciously avoid the scope of her activities." Therefore, Wang Wenhua will never appear in the basement, whether he is a human or a ghost. ā
Qian Duoduo is not a fool, he has long felt that Zhang Chengdao is doubting himself, and now that the words have been said so obviously, how can he be silent anymore, so he said: "Maybe I was wrong, the face was seriously distorted at that time, I just fainted after a quick glance, saying that it was Wang Wenhua is just my conjecture, maybe it's just an illusion?" ā
Zhang Chengdao continued to ask: "Okay, even if this is your hallucination, then how can you explain that you changed the rune of the six-pointed star array?" ā
Qian Duoduo spread his hands: "I haven't changed it?" ā
Zhang Chengdao took out a piece of paper from his coat pocket and unfolded it and handed it to Qian Duoduo: "You think this book was taken away by Wang Wenhua's family, right, but you didn't expect that his father would be angry when he saw this book and slam it on the ground and rebound to other people's beds, right?" ā
Qian Duoduo asked rhetorically: "Where does it bounce back to me, what's my business?" ā
Zhang Chengdao clenched his fists vigorously and shouted, "Wu Yue! ā
Wu Yue immediately took out a small bell from his pocket, held it in his palm and said, "This is the bell on the talisman that Chengdao gave us, this is what I found under Wang Wenhua's bed." ā
Zhang Chengdao took over the conversation: "Can you show us your talisman?" ā
Qian Duoduo tilted his head to the side and said, "Mine was lost, I don't know when I lost it." ā
Zhang Chengdao took out another piece of paper from his pocket, which was a photocopy, and on it was a photo of the six-pointed star map in the basement. Zhang Chengdao stacked two pieces of paper in one place and used a mobile phone light to shine it on the back, and the difference between the two pictures immediately appeared on the paper. "You thought that erasing the array diagram would be considered the destruction of evidence, but you didn't expect that Zhang Tingwei took a picture of the entire array with his mobile phone that night because of curiosity, right?"
Qian Duoduo's eyes flickered: "It's just a game, and it doesn't have any effect on painting casually, so what's so strange about me being lazy and drawing wrong." ā
Zhang Chengdao slowly folded the two pieces of paper, put them back in his pocket, and then raised his hand and slapped Qian Duoduo in the face.