Because of the advice of the ninety-one chief before leaving, my father did not close the door the first night, and got up early the next morning to sit in the study to read.

As soon as the book was opened, my grandfather heard footsteps outside.

Grandpa hurriedly put down the book and left the study.

When I arrived at the gate, my grandfather saw the old man walking towards me. Grandpa's face was stunned, and he was immediately overjoyed, and when he went out, his foot tripped on the threshold that was too high, and he almost fell.

The old man hurried forward and held his grandfather.

Grandpa said excitedly: "It was Captain Jiuyi who asked you to come back, right?" ”

The old man nodded, and the cold on his body hit his father's face, and his father's hand was even colder than last time. There are obviously more wrinkles on his face than last time, and he looks particularly haggard.

Grandpa hurriedly pulled him closer to the house and poured him warm tea.

The old man took a sip of tea and asked, "When I passed by the old river just now, I saw three arrows and a bow at the bridgehead. It just so happened that I had heard you talk about this before, and you had taught me the twenty-eight nakshatras, so I helped the man shoot an arrow. ”

As soon as he came, he talked about the things he encountered on the road, as if he had just gone to another place to collect an account.

Grandpa remembered yesterday's incident and smiled: "That's because he was so lucky!" ”

"I see that the man's bones are very light, and there seems to be flames on his body, and it is estimated that it will be rare to have a good death in the future." He took another sip of tea, and his face was slightly better.

Grandpa didn't listen, and asked with concern: "You were already in a state of mind when you heard Ze Sheng tell the truth that night, and I didn't expect to see you again." How did you get back? ”

Luo Buzhai watched the heat rising from the teacup and fell into memory.

Luo Buzhai said that when he heard Ze Sheng say those words, he was very frightened. The ground then rose with steam, giving him the illusion of being in a steamer. He was so uncomfortably steamed by the heat that his eyes were blurry that he couldn't see anything clearly. He ran wildly, trying to get out of this "steamer". Soon after, he seemed to step out of the "steamer", the heat disappeared, and his eyes became clear. But he didn't know where he had gone. Looking back, Daddy and the others were gone.

So he walked back again, but the more he walked, the more wrong it felt.

At last, he walked around a corner, and saw a wide avenue ahead, and it was crowded with people, bustling and rubbing shoulders, more crowded than the largest bazaar he had ever seen. Most of the people on that avenue wept and wept, and some of them were expressionless, but their faces were as pale as paper, and their lips were as black as charcoal. This black and white made the whole person lose its color. There were bright red flowers on both sides of the road, but not a single leaf was missing.

He stared blankly for a long time, then grabbed one of them and asked them where they were going.

None of the people who were pulled answered him, and they all looked at him with demented eyes, which made him feel a chill in his heart and hurriedly let go.

He thought to himself, anyway, he didn't know how to get anywhere else, so he might as well follow them.

He was about to join in when a man grabbed him from behind.

He looked back and saw that this person was the ninety-one chief that Dayun Mountain had seen. He and his grandfather didn't go to Dayun Mountain many times, but they got to know Jiuyi Chang.

Jiuyi said with a serious face: "Don't follow them, if you go over, you won't be able to come back." ”

Luo Buzhai seemed to understand Jiuyi's words, but he was not very clear, so he asked, "Dao Chief, am I already dead?" If you go to the underworld, you can't come back? ”

Ninety-one pulled him to sit down on a nearby stone and said, "As long as you eliminate the fear of death, you will not die." ”

"But I'm afraid of death, I'm so scared." Luo Buzhai said tremblingly. The thought of being dead made him shiver like chills.

Captain Jiuyi soothed: "Don't be afraid, you can read a paragraph to me." ”

Luo Buzhai nodded.

"Now that the bardo of reality is in front of me, I don't care about all kinds of fearful thoughts. May I know that this is a reflection of my consciousness. May I know that this is all a phantom of the bardo; At this time, a great opportunity has come, may I be fearless of joy and anger - I know what I see. "Ninety-one is long, and he pauses every time he reads a paragraph.

Luo Buzhai hurriedly followed a short pause in Jiuyi, and after reading it, he suddenly felt a lot calmer. He hurriedly recited it silently several times, and finally the fear in his heart dissipated like a misty morning mist seeing the sun.

"I'm not scared now, but where am I going next?" Luo Buzhai asked.

Captain Jiuyi replied, "Don't go anywhere, just sit here." When the time comes, I will guide you to a place. ”

"The right timing? How long do I have to wait? ”

"About seven days." Ninety-one said the chief.

"Will you come to me in seven days?"

"Nope. I won't be here again. But you will see a glimmer of light, just like you see a glimmer of light at the entrance of a cave, and you just have to follow that glimmer and go to where you want to go. That glimmer has a time limit and won't always be there, so you need to get to the point where the glimmer is emitted as soon as possible, and if you delay halfway through, the glimmer disappears, and you will return to the darkness and there will be no day to get rid of it. Captain Jiuyi cautiously explained.

Luo Buzhai wrote it down carefully.

He sat on the cool stone and waited for a long time, because the sky above him had been muddy, like the chaotic state before Pangu opened the world, and he couldn't tell when it was day and when it was night.

The people on the avenue in front of them did not decrease at all, some were still crying, and some were expressionless.

He didn't feel hungry or thirsty, he just stared blankly at the avenue like a river, and saw the flow of people like a river rushing towards the unknown ahead.

After waiting for a long time, a glimmer of light appeared in the distance, like seeing the light at the entrance of a deep cave.

This should be the seventh day. He thought to himself.

He hurriedly got up from the stone and walked towards the glimmer.

I don't know how long he walked, but he didn't see the glimmer of light, as if he hadn't been allowed to get closer after walking so many roads. But he knew that if he didn't go there, he would fall into endless darkness, and he would have to follow the black and white people along the bright red flowers to the underworld.

He remembered that he was outside his body, and he couldn't tell if it was yin or yang, and his heart suddenly became frightened.

"Now that the bardo of reality is in front of me, I don't care about all kinds of fearful thoughts. May I know that this is a reflection of my consciousness. May I know that this is all a phantom of the bardo; At this time, a great opportunity has come, may I be fearless of joy and anger - I know what I see. He silently recited the words taught by the ninety-one elders in his heart, and continued to walk in the direction of the glimmer as he meditated.

The mood calmed down again.

On the way, he occasionally met people who were as confused as his previous self, who looked around at a loss, not knowing where to go. He thought to himself that those people must also have died suddenly, they were full of confusion, knowing that they might be dead, and wishing they were still alive, they could not find their own direction, and they had no one to guide them.

He sympathized with the confusion and fear of those people, but could not help them himself. He tried to step forward and grab one of them and walk in the direction of the shimmer, but as if no one but him could see it, no one wanted to run with him.

He didn't dare to delay too much time, so he had to ignore others and go alone.

The faint light in front of it swayed like a lamp blown by the wind. Luo Buzhai was anxious in his heart, afraid that the flickering lights would be blown out by the wind all of a sudden. He didn't care to look at the scenery on either side, his eyes were fixed on the glimmer of light that was far away and not far away, near and not close, afraid that if he moved his eyes away, he would never see it again.

After walking for a long time, Luo Buzhai suddenly felt that the scenery on both sides was familiar. When I looked sideways, I didn't know when I had walked near the old river. The paddy fields, roads, rivers, and mountains in the distance are all too familiar.

Luo Buzhai was secretly happy in his heart, and was about to walk on the bridge, but he saw a bow and three arrows at the head of the bridge, and he also saw a person hiding behind a big locust tree on the opposite bank, and there was a rising flame on that person.

Luo Buzhai could see at a glance that someone was trying to crack the ghost star. After he came to Thrush Village, he heard his grandfather talk about this terrible evil, and he also heard his grandfather talk about the way to crack it.

He glanced up at the glimmer in front of him, where his grandfather's address was. The glimmer of light could pass through the blue-tiled mud wall, and although there were many barriers between him and the shimmer, the glimmer was not blocked.

Luo Buzhai thought to himself, since the road ahead can be found without the guidance of a glimmer, it is better to shoot these three arrows first, and save people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

So, he picked up his bow and arrows, and shot three arrows in a row in the direction where the ghost star was.

After shooting the arrow, Luo Buzhai felt that the faint light was a lot weaker, so he quickened his pace and walked towards his father's house.

There is also a straight avenue directly between the old river and the houses in the village, and the avenue can be crossed by two carriages side by side, which was widened by the grain officials for the convenience of transporting grain.

The road enters the village and then turns around and crosses the village. The straight avenue cannot lead directly into the village, and it must be turned, otherwise it will form a heart piercing in feng shui, which is a big evil.

Walking to that bend is the only way to really enter the village.

At this bend there was a very ugly stone, under which a charm was pressed. It was a talisman drawn by Daddy and Luo Buzhai after they came to Thrush Village, in order to remind some lonely ghosts not to stay here too much. This is the realm that Daddy painted for the lonely ghost.

Luo Buzhai saw that the stone was emitting a strong light. However, although this light is strong, it cannot penetrate the obstacle like the previous glimmer. There are dark lines in the light, and you can see the shape of the talisman that Grandpa drew at the beginning.

When he walked across from his grandfather's house, Luo Buzhai saw that the glimmer of light was as fast as a lamp that had burned out of oil. Behind that lamp was a square mirror that reflected the light from the lamp, making it twice as bright as it was.

As soon as Luo Buzhai walked to the door, his father came out of the house.

Luo Buzhai saw that his father's body was shining with dazzling light, many times brighter than the faint light he saw just now, and many times more fierce than the flames he saw just now behind the locust tree on the bank of the old river. Luo Buzhai could barely look directly. Fortunately, as soon as he stepped through the door, the light on his father's body disappeared, and the light was immediately extinguished, and he was no longer visible.