Chapter 47: Guarding the Underworld
Yi Yin slave status, born in the ancient kingdom of the Xin family, when he was a child, he was adopted in the royal palace and fostered in the chef's house in the palace. When Yi Yin was seven years old, he was already an extraordinary cook, and when the Xin monarch learned of his intelligence, he was carefully nurtured and educated, and when Yi Yin was fifteen years old, he was studying how to make soup in the kitchen.
The bald head interrupted the old man's words: "What is there to study in the soup." ”
The old man glared at him unhappily: "He invented the decoction that has been passed down for thousands of years." ”
The bald head exclaimed: "Damn, he's too awesome!"
"Can you shut up!" the old man growled.
The bald head smiled and said, "You say, you say." ”
When Yi Yin was concentrating on his research, someone behind him suddenly spoke: "Suffering into a thousand poisons and cowardice, when suffering to fight, can you enter with suffering?"
The bald head interrupted the old man again: "What did he say?"
The old man gritted his teeth and said to the bald head: "When I speak, can you not interrupt!"
The bald head touched his shiny head and said, "Can I not interrupt the things that I don't understand?"
The old man waved his hand helplessly: "Okay, good, I'll tell you in the vernacular, what that person means is: Although this medicine is very bitter, it can cure thousands of diseases." During the war, the country was ruined, wives were separated, and hundreds of people were left homeless.
Although Yi Yin didn't know who it was, this deep palace compound was not something that anyone could come in if they wanted to, and who would sneak into the deep palace to assassinate a slave, so Yi Yin was not afraid, he thought about it and said: "The pain of war can't treat any lesions, it can only be endured." ”
"Maybe the pain of war can also be blissful. The visitor smiled.
"If there is no pain of war, there can only be no war. For thousands of years, wars have never stopped, is it true that there is a way to stop them?"
The visitor told Yi Yin: "If there is no war in the world, human progress will also stop, and the pain of solving the war will be all in the soup." ”
Yi Yin looked at the boiling potion in Dingzhong, and didn't understand what the person who came meant, but when he raised his head, he found that the person was no longer there, and there was a sword and an ordinary cloth bag in the place. Yi Yin opened the cloth bag, and inside were a few steamed buns and a piece of silk, and the cloth read: If you live, kill your enemy.
Yi Yin didn't take it seriously, and when he returned to the soup pot, his current world was completely cut off, and he came to a parallel world. It took Yi Yin sixty years to leave the parallel world, but he could not find a solution to the pain of war.
Yi Yin was about to leave the parallel world, and a familiar voice came from behind him: "How to solve the pain of war?"
Yi Yin looked back and shook his head helplessly.
"There is no end to the world, there is life if the world is not destroyed, the war will not stop, there will be many people who die because of the war, death will produce resentment, resentment will bring hatred to people, hatred will increase hatred between people, hatred drives the brain, the brain controls people's thoughts, once the mind is evil, the killing will not stop, and life will eventually be extinct. To save the world, the only way to save the world is to prevent the generation of resentment, whether it is good or bad, no matter what the outcome, it is the responsibility of the guardians. If you can stop resentment, you will become a god after death. It's called 'Yuan Shengren. ’”
In the book, it is recorded that the endless sky is ten thousand rivers and mountains, and the rivers will be in the world. Resurrection from starvation, you are on the top of the nine heavens. Only merit guards the underworld. Looking at a hundred miles, the empty mulberry temple, the ancient sage.
"How did he survive these six years?" Wang Sheng asked.
The old man said: "It is all recorded in the original book, but what can be seen now is only a few words. ”
The bald head asked curiously, "Then has he really become a god?"
"It's hard to say, after he died, people really worshipped him as a sage. As for whether I became a god or not, I really don't know. ”
Leng Ai asked, "What about later?"
Yi Yin returned to the real world sixty years ago, the soup pot in front of him was still boiling and steaming, Yi Yin was very puzzled, thinking that it was just a dream of his own, but his own indicators proved that all this was not a dream. Not only that, but his eyes could see resentment. Yi Yin thinks that the so-called grudge is a ghost, Yi Yin tries to kill the grudge, but things are not so simple, as soon as he kills one grudge, there will be two grudges, and it is almost impossible to kill.
Despite this, Yi Yin would spare some time every day to study his decoction, and he hoped that he could research a soup that could remove these resentments, and helplessly looked at the splashing water in Dingli. He has killed thousands of resentments, and resentments are still occurring, how can he kill them all with his own strength. Killing resentment is a palliative solution rather than a cure, and in order to truly get rid of resentment, it is necessary to find out the cause of resentment.
In order to find out the truth of the matter, Yi Yin went to Xia Guan and took the opportunity to investigate the people's situation. He saw that Xia Wei was not sympathetic to the people, the will was unbearable, the upper and lower levels were sick, and the people were resentful, Yi Yin boldly judged that since the resentment arose from this, Xia would not be extinguished, and the resentment would not stop. At the same time, Yi Yin also made a bold decision to help the Shang King destroy Xia.
The bald head was listening to it, but the old man didn't have anything to do, and the bald head hurriedly urged: "Don't stop, keep talking." ”
"You can learn about the rest of the story in Chinese history. ”。
The bald head glared: "How good it would be for Lao Tzu to sleep if he has that kung fu!"
The old man said: "Later, he helped Shang Tang defeat Xia, and helped Shang Tang govern the world, he recorded in his book that after the Shang Dynasty, there were fewer and fewer resentments, and later after the death of Emperor Shang Tang, he assisted three generations of emperors, and he was one hundred and fifty-two years old when he wrote this book." ”
Wang Sheng had a depressed expression on his face, he just came to this world, and he thought that he could go back to reality by killing people, but then he heard that he wanted 50,000 points, so he would save enough 50,000 points. Now once again, I heard that I will resent when I go back. It seems that even in reality, it is no longer possible to live a normal life.
The bald head seemed to know what Wang Sheng was thinking, and gently patted Wang Sheng's shoulder: "Isn't it good that we will be called gods by future generations after we die? ”
Wang Sheng smiled bitterly: "Fuck it, I'd rather be an ordinary person." ”
The bald head asked the old man: "How do you know that we are the Yuan Sage mentioned in the book?"
The old man said, "When I came back, I found that someone had come, so I asked my apprentice to inspect you, and my apprentice thought you were wandering wild ghosts! I examined his wounds, which were clearly from a Type 64 pistol, which was clearly the work of a man. But my apprentice insisted that you are not human, and I felt that things were too strange, so I set up this Three Realms Spiritual Array. ”
Wang Sheng looked around, there was no change in the room, and he couldn't see the formation at all. The old man told Wang Sheng that China's Qimen Dunjia was vast and profound, and there were countless formations, and there were tens of thousands of formations that could not be seen in formations, so the old man learned to do nothing. The Three Realms Psychic Array is to use people's masculinity to draw in the Yin Land in this house, and when Wang Sheng came down, the old man first played a soul charm talisman. If you are hit by a soul charm, you will lose your original consciousness and be like a fool. But Wang Sheng is different, they have no soul.
The bald head interrupted the old man's words and said, "What you said is mysterious enough, is there really a ghost in this world?"
The old man was very reluctant for others to interrupt him, and glared at his bald head viciously: "People like you all exist in this world, so why can't there be ghosts in this world?"
Then you say, ignore him. Leng Ai said.
When Wang Sheng and the three of them walked into the formation, the old man wanted to trap the three of them, but the formation had no effect at all. The old man can only summon the ten gods and ten ghosts in the array, if Wang Sheng is a god, the ten ghosts will bow down, if Wang Sheng is a ghost, the ten gods will recover them. Although the ten gods and ten ghosts were summoned, none of them moved. There is only one possibility, Wang Sheng, they are not ordinary people.
When the old man was still wondering, the bald light machine gun went off, and the ten gods and ten ghosts suddenly all knelt on the ground, and the old man suddenly remembered that the underworld keeper did not belong to the Six Realms, and Wang Sheng did not have any yin and yang qi on his body, so I suspected that Wang Sheng was a guardian of the underworld. ”