Chapter 42: What I Saw and Heard in the Underworld
It turned out that after the master was taken away by the four yin chasers, after the judge's review, he thought that the master had accumulated a lot of merit in the yang world, so he gave the master two choices.
One is to continue to be reincarnated as a human being, and you can be a blessed and recorded person in the yang world, and the second choice is to stay in the underworld as a yin priest and help the judge deal with some things, to put it bluntly, he is the judge's assistant.
The master knew in his heart that although he was at ease in the Yang world, the suffering of birth, old age, sickness and death was really torturous, and it was really better to stay in the underworld and get rid of the suffering of the six realms of reincarnation, so he became an assistant to the judge, and this position was also idle, and he could often drink and chat with black and white impermanence, and he could often drink and chat with black and white impermanence.
Looking carefully, the master's face was full of red light, and the small three-seven-minute comb was bright and bright, and it seemed that he was mixing well.
"Master, he has been killed by the Demon King, haven't you seen his ghost?" I began to think about Yang Shi and asked suspiciously.
"This is not the place to talk, come with me!" The master said hello to Black and White Impermanence and pulled me to the bridge, and Black and White Impermanence also knew that our master and apprentice were going to catch up with the old days, so they left with great interest.
Walking on this bridge, looking at the turbulent Huangquan River under the bridge, it is really scary, and I look back very nostalgically, hey, this life is gone.
Master seemed to see my thoughts, but he smiled at me mysteriously, and quickened his pace towards the other side.
The three-meter-long Nai He Bridge actually walked for a long time, and finally arrived at the bridgehead, and saw a big banner hanging on the bridge, with three words written on it: "Meng Po Soup".
There is a tea shed under the flag, and a gray-haired grandmother is selling, "Drink the soup, drink the soup of my Granny Meng, and forget all the troubles and entanglements in the past life!" ”
This old woman wears a pair of red cloth shoes, a pair of emerald green pants, a red and green cotton jacket on her upper body, don't look at the gray hair, and her head is full of colorful hairpins. Look at the face again, hey! actually touched a thick layer of rouge, and the powder fell off when he said and laughed.
Obviously, this is Granny Meng, who is more famous than the judge, when she was a child, she listened to her grandmother's stories, and often had things about Granny Meng drinking Meng Po soup, as long as she drank Meng Po soup, she would forget everything in her previous life.
"Lao Li, why is he the grandson of Yang Shi? died young at a young age, it's a pity! Let's have a bowl of Meng Po soup. As soon as Granny Meng saw that it was an acquaintance, she accosted her.
It can be seen that the master is very familiar with her, and the master smiled and said: "Meng Po, this is not my grandson, it is my apprentice in the Yang world, how can this kid drink your soup when his life is not exhausted, borrow your place, and our master and apprentice will catch up with the past." ”
"I see, young man, when the sun is back, you have to help me promote Meng Po soup!" As he spoke, he found a table for us to sit down, and then brought a pot of tea.
"Drink it, this is not Meng Po soup, the tea in the underworld is no worse than that in the yang world." Master said with a smile.
I poured a cup for Master, and then poured it for myself and put it to my mouth, and it was indeed fragrant and fragrant.
I thought back to the question I had just asked, so I continued to ask, "Master, haven't you seen Xu Hongzhang's ghost?" ”
"Hmph, he also deserves it, as long as he is killed by the Demon King, even his soul will be devoured, and he has disappeared in this world." Master replied with a cold snort.
sighed in my heart, it is really good and evil will be rewarded in the end, but the ending is really miserable, and I don't even have the opportunity to be reincarnated as a beast.
Master continued, "Even if his soul is not devoured by the Evil Ghost King, if he goes down to the underworld, he will be sent to the lowest level of the eighteenth layer of hell, not only will he not be able to transcend life forever, but he will also suffer from death and life ten thousand times a day. ”
Seeing my frightened expression, Master explained, "Don't look at the many people in the Yang world who have done bad things and have not received retribution, they will not be able to escape when they reach the underworld, and the judge will make corresponding rewards and punishments according to the records in the book of life and death." ”
"Master, according to what you say, everyone's life is clearly recorded in the book of life and death, so isn't everything arranged for haode a long time ago?" I sighed, it seems that it is really life and death, wealth is in heaven!
The master shook his head and said, "That's not the case, everyone has a page on the book of life and death, and the front page is predestined by nature, and the back page is formed by the day after tomorrow. If everything is arranged, what will we cultivators do with the accumulation of merits? ”
Listening to the master say this, I feel more comfortable, if my fate is in the hands of others, what is the point of living.
After chatting with Master for a long time, I also had a general understanding of the underworld.
For example, there are many ghosts and wandering spirits jumping into the river on the bank of the Huangquan River, and it turns out that those souls are not allowed to cross the Nai He Bridge, that is to say, there is no chance to enter the six realms of reincarnation, and they will disappear into the underworld little by little.
But if you jump into the Yellow Spring, you can be washed by the Yellow Spring, and the soul will be integrated into the Yellow Spring, and eventually it will regather into a soul body on the Yin Mountain, although it is no longer yourself at that time, but after all, it is also a part of yourself, and you can continue to reincarnate.
And I also figured out a question, that is, how can the descendants of the Yang world burn paper money and items for themselves, how can they receive it?
It turns out that each ghost has its own separate identity, and the paper money items burned by relatives will be checked by the ghosts, and then distributed at a fixed location on a regular basis, of course, this is also managed by the regional system, so people say that after death, they must return to their roots, otherwise their relatives will not be able to receive things burned.
Nowadays, many people no longer burn paper sacrifices to their ancestors, most of them think that people die like lights go out, there is no ghost theory, and there is a kind of people who think that after death, they generally go to reincarnation, and the burning is also in vain.
In fact, after death, people become ghosts, and they will instinctively enter the underworld to report for duty. But due to various reasons, you can't be reincarnated, or you can't be reincarnated immediately, so you will survive in the underworld for a period of time.
Ghosts also have a lifespan in the underworld, called yin longevity, because the number of places to go to the yang world for reincarnation is limited, you have to queue up, if there are many people waiting for reincarnation in front of you, they will stay in the underworld for a long time, and they will also live a life in the underworld like the yang world, so there is a saying that "people live in yang houses, ghosts live in yin".
"When the time comes, think of a way to make you return to the yang." Master said lightly.
I was so shocked when I heard this that I didn't even hold the teacup in my hand, and the tea spilled on the table.
Just now I heard Granny Meng say that I would help her promote Meng Po soup after I return to Yang, I thought it was a joke, could Master really let me return Yang?
"Master, this is not a joke!?" I stammered a little and asked incredulously.
Master daxiao: "Why did the teacher lie to you, by the way!" Didn't I leave you a lotus seed? Is there any? ”
"Yes, I've kept it in the Qiankun bag, Master, what do you mean?" I asked, as if I had thought of something.
Master's eyes lit up, and he nodded and said, "That's right! Before your corpse decomposes, eat that lotus seed to restore your yang! ”
"Yikes! How long have I been dead? Is it all rotten? Oops, it's not good, it's not rotten, and I guess it's cremated! I stomped my foot and thumped my chest.