My name is Ma Kai and I am 20 years old. No one will believe me when I say it, but I'm a monk.

Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left this sentence in his heart, which my bastard master taught me on the first day of meeting. Why do you say that he is a bastard, because although this person seems to be a benevolent and virtuous monk on the surface, he has not followed the rules and precepts that the monks are to forbid.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't comply, the most important thing is that he gave me a lead. I am a very good young man, and under the influence of this old fellow, I gradually became obscene. To be honest, I don't want to be a monk at all. But I can't help it, for some special reason I have to stay with this old thing. As for why I became a monk, it has to start with my grandfather.

My grandfather's name was Ma Wenbin, and the ancestor of the Ma family was a famous landowner in ten miles and eight townships. But in his generation, he was a complete commoner.

Ma Wenbin is honest on weekdays, and no one can be offended. Whenever someone mentions it, they can't help but give it a thumbs up.

Under the introduction of the matchmaker, a woman named Lin Xiaomin was taken as his wife. He has told others more than once that although his family is in a bad situation, it is the greatest luck in his life to be able to marry a virtuous wife.

But no matter what time it is, there will always be villains. And this person is Lai San.

Lai Sanzu's eight generations were poor peasants, and in his generation, he was even more depressed. Lai San has been lazy since he was a child, and he eats everywhere. Although he was poor, he was not self-motivated, but hated all those who lived better than him.

Ma Wenbin's treatment of Lai San can be regarded as benevolent and righteous, but everyone who comes to give food is entertained. Until one time, Lai San actually kicked his nose and lived in his house and didn't leave. That time, Ma Wenbin was furious, and finally pulled down his face and drove him away. After that, Lai San never came again.

When he was ten years old, Ma Wenbin was framed by Lai San, and he was tortured during that time.

In the face of Lai San's bullying, Ma Wenbin finally lost his mind. One night, he accidentally killed Lai San.

As the old saying goes, good people don't live long, and disasters stay for thousands of years.

Since Lai San's death, Ma Wenbin's family has become restless. First, the poultry raised would collectively chirp at midnight every day, and later the two of them could dream of the bloody Lai San coming to pinch their necks every day.

Mental torture is often the most terrible. However, this is not the end of the story.

One night, Ma Wenbin, who was sleeping, suddenly felt a chill on his face, and when he opened his eyes, he was almost frightened. I saw Lin Xiaomin holding a kitchen knife in his hand against his face, and stiffened his body and showed him a weird smile.

"What's wrong with you!" Ma Wenbin didn't dare to move, for fear that the kitchen knife in Lin Xiaomin's hand would cut his skin.

"Hehe......" Lin Xiaomin's mouth made a voice that didn't belong to her, it was a man's voice. As soon as Ma Wenbin heard this voice, his eyes immediately widened.

"Lai, Laisan, what do you want to do!" Ma Wenbin was frightened, and said with a trembling mouth.

Lin Xiaomin picked up the kitchen knife in his hand and put it on his neck. "What do you think I want to do?" After saying this, the kitchen knife in his hand slashed hard at his neck.

"No!" Ma Wenbin yelled, just wanted to step forward to stop it, but saw a scene that could suffocate him.

Lin Xiaomin cut off his head under this knife. The strange thing is that there is not a drop of blood. And the hanging head just floated in mid-air, smiling at Ma Wenbin.

"Ahh Ma Wenbin screamed, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but he slowly opened his eyes. What catches your eye is the dirty roof. He remembered what had happened and sat up suddenly. I'm still at home, and I'm lying on a wooden bed.

Looking to the side, Lin Xiaomin was beside him intact at the moment. Ma Wenbin wiped the sweat on his face and secretly made a false alarm. I was just about to go to the ground, but I came across something cold in my hand. He looked at it, and his body trembled violently. It was a knife, a kitchen knife that was supposed to be in the kitchen......

The two of them combined, knowing that it was Lai San's undead who was haunting. At Lin Xiaomin's suggestion, Ma Wenbin decided to go to Lai San's grave to pay respects and apologize.

That night, it was said to be dark and black. But strangely, there was no wind at all.

Ma Wenbin suppressed the fear in his heart and followed the route in his memory to the place where Lai San was buried that day. Before his eyes was a small, slightly bulging mound, overgrown with weeds, which he had heard before if a body was buried in the ground. The place where the burial is buried, the flowers and trees will grow extremely fast, and now it seems that it is really like that.

Ma Wenbin bowed to the grave bag, and then knelt down straight. What happened these days almost made him have a nervous breakdown. Until now, he only hopes that Lai San can rest in peace and not torture his family.

After saying a lot, Ma Wenbin trembled and prepared to point the burning paper. But something happened that made his scalp tingle, and a box of matches was at the bottom, but the small pile of burning paper was not lit.

You know, paper burning was very flammable, and there was no wind at the time. Seeing this scene, Ma Wenbin's heart trembled violently, and he immediately said with a crying voice: "What do you want, it's not right for me to kill you by mistake." But you made our family so miserable before, and everyone was evened out. ”

But no matter what he said, Lai San didn't answer him. The surroundings are still so quiet, combined with this big night, it can't help but be a little infiltrating.

Ma Wenbin gradually lost his patience, because he knew Lai San too well, and once this person decided on something, ten cows would not be able to pull it back.

In the end, Ma Wenbin's face turned hideous. "In that case, everyone will break up. Anyway, if you are determined to torture our family to death, then I won't let you have a good time! ”

He was out of the way, and immediately began to dig up the small grave with both hands. The soil was so loose that it took little effort to dig deep.

But digging and digging, he was stunned. Under the grave, how can it rely on San's corpse? What caught my eye was a completely corrupted white bone. At that moment, Ma Wenbin thought he had dug in the wrong place. But a closer look at the clothes on Bai Gu's body denied this idea.

Ma Wenbin could feel that his breathing was about to stop, and cold sweat slowly flowed down his forehead. How could Lai San's corpse turn into white bones in just half a month? This is completely impossible, let alone half a month, even half a year will not become like this. It would take years for a dead man's body to completely decompose into bones.

Just when he was stunned, the white arm suddenly raised. In the blink of an eye, he grabbed Ma Wenbin's body.

Hearing only the sound of "tearing", Ma Wenbin's body was suddenly scratched with a big hole, and blood continued to gush out along the wound. He gasped and rolled quickly to the side.

Almost at the same time, Lai San's bones stood up as if they had a spirit.

Can you imagine the resurrection of a white skeleton without any flesh and skin? And this is tantamount to a fantasy scene, which appeared in front of my grandfather at this moment.

"There's a ghost!" Ma Wenbin was so frightened that he ran madly down the mountain.

But just after running two steps, Ma Wenbin found that his body could not move. He tried his best, but his legs didn't seem to obey him.

The most incredible scene happened, Lai San's skeleton walked in front of Ma Wenbin and slowly submerged into it......

This night, Ma Wenbin did not go home. Early the next morning, some villagers were shocked to find that many of their chickens and ducks had died. The cause of death was the same, they were all drained of blood. This kind of thing lasted for several days. During that time, it was really troublesome.

Lin Xiaomin found that something was wrong with Ma Wenbin, but he couldn't say where. But the relationship between the two has deteriorated extremely, Ma Wenbin has changed his normal and his temper has become extremely irritable. Yelling at Lin Xiaomin on weekdays is a trivial matter, and sometimes he fights with fists and feet. One day, he lifted my father up and threatened to fall to his death. Fortunately, the surrounding neighbors pulled away in time, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable.

This situation lasted for a long time, at that time, he had to be criticized during the day and avoid Ma Wenbin at night, Lin Xiaomin often washed his face with tears and lost confidence in life.

By chance, Lin Xiaomin rescued an old monk who was hiding from the Red Guards. The old monk's name is Sanyan, and it is said that he is the presiding officer of a certain temple.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Lin Xiaomin remembered Ma Wenbin's recent abnormality, and suddenly became suspicious in his heart, so he talked to Sanying Monk.

After all, the monk was a high-ranking monk, and immediately concluded that Ma Wenbin was haunted by powerful ghosts. In order to repay Lin Xiaomin's kindness, he decided to help.

At around three o'clock in the morning, Ma Wenbin returned. It's just that he looks extremely terrifying now, the corners of his mouth are full of blood, and the ten fingers of his hands are all covered with sharp nails. If you look closely, you can see the long fangs in the mouth.

Lin Xiaomin had never seen this scene, and when he thought of sharing a bed with such a monster during this time, he felt a chill on the soles of his feet.

Monk Sandian glanced at Ma Wenbin, and couldn't help but gasp for a short moment. "What a sin! I didn't expect this evil spirit to be born in the corpse field! ”

Ma Wenbin seemed to have discovered them a long time ago, but he never broke them, and at this moment, he noticed the horror of the two of them, and actually laughed. "Master, what are you doing here? Don't tell me you're here to destroy me, are you? ”

This voice is naturally familiar to Lin Xiaomin, it is Lai San's, but at this time, it came from my grandfather's mouth.

Monk Sandian clasped his hands and slowly walked out from a distance, looking directly at Ma Wenbin.

"Amitabha, since you are dead, why should you disturb the order of the yang world. Leave his body and reincarnate! Monk Sanyan didn't talk nonsense, and immediately said what he meant.

Lai Sanhaha, who was attached to Ma Wenbin, smiled, with a disdainful expression on his face. "What right do you have to order me? Although he buried me in the corpse field, it is thanks to that place that I am where I am today. As long as you continue to suck some fresh blood, it is not a dream to regain your yang. At that time, I, Lai San, will be the master here, and all those who oppose me will die! ”

As the old saying goes, greed is not enough for a snake to swallow an elephant. The corpse site is a very evil place, once a corpse is buried, it will absorb all the flesh and blood on the corpse in a very short time, and imprison its soul at the same time. At that time, if Ma Wenbin hadn't dug up Lai San's grave in a fit of rage, even if Lai San could come out casually, there were many restrictions, not to mention his strength. Ma Wenbin's actions really helped Lai San invisibly.

If this Lai San took the initiative to leave Ma Wenbin's body now, it is estimated that Monk San Yi would not have made a killing move. But by the time Lai San realized this, it was too late. According to my grandmother's recollection, the fighting was fierce.

Lai San, who was attached to Ma Wenbin, was forced out by Monk Sanyan with a string of seemingly ordinary Buddha beads. After leaving Ma Wenbin's body, Lai San's skeleton did not leave. Instead, while the monk didn't react, it suddenly penetrated his chest. At that time, the skeleton had turned silver in color. It wasn't until many years later that I learned that if Lai San's bones had turned golden at that time, Monk Sandian probably wouldn't have been able to suppress him.

Seeing that he was seriously injured, the monk quickly tore the Buddha beads apart, and at the same time grabbed two of them in his hands before the Buddha beads fell to the ground. Then, without any hesitation, he stuffed two into Lai San's mouth.

The next moment, he bit the index finger of his right hand again, and then stabbed at the head of Lai San's skeleton. It's strange to say, just like this, the two Buddha beads that were stuffed into the mouth before suddenly shone brightly.

"Not good!" Lai San screamed, but it was too late, and almost in the blink of an eye, his entire skeleton burst open.

The matter should have ended here, but the world is impermanent, Ma Wenbin never dreamed that Lai San would be gone. But he had done too much sin with his own body before, and he had caused the curse of the underworld. This curse is very terrifying, and all the children and grandchildren will not live to be thirty years old. To be a soul messenger in the underworld for generations, it is equivalent to being a coolie to pay off debts. In the event of a dereliction of duty, immediate punishment will be imposed.

Master Sanyan was also seriously injured in this battle, and it didn't take long for him to drive west.

It's just that before he died, he left the string of Buddhist beads that had been torn apart to Ma Wenbin, and said: "There is no way to break the curse of the poor monk, you keep these Buddha beads, and when you don't have much life, take one out and crush it into powder, and rush it into the water to take it, which can help you prolong some time." ”

Ma Wenbin secretly sighed that his life was miserable, but in order to continue to live, he had to be this soul messenger. In the days to come, whenever someone dies within a radius of dozens of miles, he will guide his soul into the underworld.

In this way, my grandfather, a very ordinary person, unexpectedly had the ability to swim yin and yang.

Of course, there is a limitation, he is not able to travel directly through his body, but his soul leaves his body after eight o'clock at night. Except for being able to guide souls into the underworld, he has no other abilities.

My grandfather never lived past the age of thirty, and when he died, my father took his place. It's just that he didn't accept his fate, and spent his life wandering around the country, hoping to find strange people and strange people to break his curse. Unfortunately, it never came to pass.

As for my master, the old immortal monk, speaking of which, was a close friend of my father. His name was Dao Yan, and when my father was wandering yin and yang, he saved this person by chance. Since then, the two have hit it off.

The curse was mentioned to Dao Yan by his father. The latter seemed to think of something after hearing it, and disappeared for half a month at that time. When he returned, he excitedly told my father that he had found a way to break the curse.

But it will take a little longer, at least three or five years, at most six or seven years, and he himself is not sure. At that time, my father was approaching middle age, and his days were numbered. Almost without any consideration, he handed over me to Dao Yan as a baby.

In my twenty years of life, I have hardly seen my mother. There is no other reason, this old guy Daoyan takes me blindly all day long. For as long as I can remember, he has instilled in me a lot of theories. I was young and didn't know what it meant. When I grew up, I was really speechless, I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse to have this kind of master.

Daoyan has taught me a lot over the years. For example, the Five Elements. One of my favorites is the retreat. It's just that I'm not very skilled, so I don't always succeed.

At the age of eighteen, my soul eventually left my body. Although Dao Yan has cast spells for me for so many years, he has even taken a lot of things that I don't know the name of. But all this is insignificant compared to the underworld.

Dao Yan was only half successful, and the curse was still not broken. But compared to my father, my soul left my body several years later. What's more, I'm not limited by time. My father was forced to leave his body as soon as it was past eight o'clock at night, and I could choose the time I wanted, whenever I wanted.

Of course, once I leave my body, if someone dies, I must guide his soul to the underworld, otherwise I will be hunted down by the messengers of the underworld, and even the souls I brought to the underworld in the past will come to ask for my life.

Although I am young, I dare not neglect such a big thing. If you think about it, the number of times I've hooked souls in the past two years is only a handful. The most grateful thing is this Daoyan.

This old guy is in his fifties, but he looks like a middle-aged man, I don't know, I think he is really this age.

The world only knows that there is only Maoshan to catch ghosts and drive away evil spirits, but I don't know that Buddhism still has the power that can be compared with Taoist priests. Over the years, Dao Yan has told me a lot of rumors. Without exception, they are all related to Taoism and sects.

There is a feast in the world, and on this day, Dao Yan suddenly told me that he was going to go far away, and he might not come back when he would come, because he had to do a big thing.

As soon as I heard this, I couldn't help but wonder why this old guy took me with him wherever he went on weekdays, so why did he go so unusually today?

Dao Yan patted me on the shoulder with a smile and said, "The curse has not been broken, I am really ashamed of your father." For so many years, I have considered you my own son. But now you are twenty years old, and if you don't break the curse, you will die in ten years. Besides, you've been following me since I was a child, and you've lacked communication with your friends, let alone seen your family. ”

I was stunned, I had known this old guy for so long, and I had never seen him say so seriously. But when I think about it, that's really the case.

"Well, I'm twenty years old, and I don't even have a girlfriend. Although you are my master, I respect you like my father in my heart. Today you and I are separated, maybe when we will see each other again. To be honest, I'm a little reluctant. ”

"Stinky boy, what are you crying about!" Dao Yan saw that I was a little choked, and scolded with a smile. But I could see that his eyes were a little red.

In this way, I separated from Daoyan. At the moment of parting, I finally couldn't hold back my tears.

But I know even more that this is something that cannot be avoided. Dao Yan can't be with me for a lifetime, and there are still many things waiting for me. It doesn't matter how long I can live in this life, but I have an indescribable resentment towards the underworld.

My father and grandfather both died because of the underworld, and retrospectively it was entirely the fault of the underworld.

Although I have learned a skill from Daoyan for many years, I am still an ordinary person after all. If you want to fight against the underworld, I really don't have enough power.

Following the address Daoyan left for me, I got on the train home......