Chapter Seventy-Three: Meditation 1

Heavenly Dao: Gods and immortals are ethereal, there is no desire and no desire, what people think.

Ghost Road: Wailing everywhere, dark abyss, and death.

Humanity: Miscellaneous and changeable, greed, hatred, ignorance, and anger are all evil.

People seem simple, they claim to be smart, and deep down they are like a hell of a nose.

I contemplate the Tao and realize immortality, and the hardships in the world are unpredictable; Heaven and earth are looking for a way to get rid of their bodies, and they only hope to become immortals in the future.

O man! But he has a stinky skin.

The soul is immortal, but it has eternal life.

Qinglian Taoist Temple

This is a Taoist temple located at the top of Cloud Mountain, and it is fifty miles away from the nearest town.

Although Qinglian Taoist Temple is located in a remote area, the number of people who can come to burn incense and worship Buddha is innumerable, and there is an endless stream.

These people have come from thousands of miles to ask for their sons and fortunes, just because there is a knowing Taoist aunt here, she can fulfill people's wishes, and everything she asks for can be fulfilled if she drinks the rune paper divine water she gives.

Therefore, many people come here for the sake of seeking wealth, fame, and profit, which is human nature.

There were many onlookers at the entrance of the Taoist temple, and there was an old man sitting in the middle, who was holding a pu fan in his left hand and a small kettle in his right hand, and was telling stories endlessly:

It is said that on a dark and windy night, a woman led her four-year-old child to rest at the inn. In the middle of the night, the woman noticed that the child was missing and began to search for it.

"Jun'er, Jun'er, where are you? Military? ”

The woman searched the inn inside and out, but found no trace of the child.

At this moment, there was a "Knock!" from a certain door. Boom! Knock", as if chopping something.

The woman wondered, "Strange, who is here to beat this big night?" ”

With that, she boldly walked over.

The woman forgot about the search for the child, and was completely attracted by the "knock" sound.

When I came to the door, I looked inside through the crack of the door, and saw a white-haired old lady standing in front of the table, holding a knife in her hand, chopping the meat on the board.

Bright red flesh and blood were splashed everywhere, and the scene was so bloody that the woman couldn't help but let out an "ah".

The white-haired old lady stopped what she was doing, slowly raised her head, and looked at the door.

Unexpectedly, the moment the white-haired old lady raised her head, the woman was directly dumbfounded.

Because the white-haired old lady she saw was exactly the same as her missing child, but with more wrinkles on her face.

With a strange smile on her face, the white-haired old lady stretched out her hand and waved it towards the door, and the door opened by itself.

Only then did the woman see that the room was covered with many skins, all of which were children of five or six years old.

The old man finished the story in one go, and everyone present looked at him blankly.

Someone in the crowd who knew him said, "Old Ma, you're here again to deceive people with ghost stories." ”

"Yes." Another chimed in: "You've told this story almost 800 times, even I know." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed.

Only the old horse looked embarrassed and didn't say a word.

One of them seemed to remember something, patted his head and said, "Hey, but I've heard that children have indeed gone missing recently." ”

"Don't scare yourself, maybe it's just a child's playfulness."

None of them took this to heart, but only took it as a joke.

Perhaps only Lao Ma knows best, because the woman in the story is his daughter-in-law, and the child is his daughter.

Over the years, Lao Ma has been looking for it, never stopped, and then heard that the Daoist Aunt of Qinglian Taoist Temple is very effective, so he thought of coming here to beg.

Later, Aunt Dao told him that his wife and daughter were "borrowed" away, and Lao Ma never understood the word "borrowed" in Aunt Dao's mouth.

So Lao Ma began to tell stories at the door of the Taoist temple every day, only telling this one story.

After Qingde and I left Chiyou Village, we continued south, although I don't know where the six-fingered Taoist priest had gone. But my gut tells me that going south is absolutely right.

Qingde has rarely spoken all the way recently, as if he has a lot more on his mind.

I asked tentatively, "Qingde, why are you collecting so many unjust ghosts?" ”

Qingde's face was heavy, and he looked ahead blankly.

"Do you know the Dao Gate Control Technique-Returning Yang Gong?"

I narrowed my eyes at Qingde, this was the first time I had heard of this name.

"Returning to the sun? What for? ”

Qingde sighed and said, "Alas! The world is divided into three paths, one is the way of heaven, the second is humane, and the third is the way of ghosts.

Heavenly Dao refers to the gods in the sky, and Ghost Dao refers to the souls of the deceased.

Humanity can be cultivated as the way of heaven or as the way of ghosts. ”

After hearing this, I nodded and said, "I know all this!" My master Zhang once told me. ”

"You don't know." Qingde shook his head and said: "If you want to enter the Heavenly Dao, it is not that simple, those who enter the Heavenly Dao must first have an immortal body, and they need to pass the two major death tribulations of the Heavenly Tribulation and the Life Tribulation. ”

Qingde suddenly stopped talking and turned his head to look at me, that kind of vision was very unique. "There are a lot of immortals, but few of them can escape the two major catastrophes in the end.

Therefore, if people want to live forever, they can only enter the ghost path and become a human zombie. ”

I was puzzled and asked, "What is human stiffness?" ”

"Human stiffness, can also be called an immortal ghost, before a person dies, first find a good substitute, force the ghost of the substitute out of the body, and the substitute will replace us to go to the underworld.

And those who need immortality only need to enter the body of a stand-in, so that they can achieve immortality by replacing them back and forth. ”

"What kind of immortality is this, isn't this a substitute for others?" I frowned and looked at Qingde suspiciously.

Qingde was still expressionless, and said lightly: "As long as you make your soul immortal, what can you do if you borrow other people's bodies, and as long as your soul lives, it will be immortal." ”

"How many lives has this caused? It's cruel. I looked at Qingde with disgust on my face.

Qingde said disdainfully: "Immortality, it is inevitable that someone will die, otherwise how can we live forever." ”

I suddenly felt that Qingde seemed to be a different person, and his behavior in the past few days was strange, not to mention, even his words were so profound.

"Then you want to..." I deliberately didn't finish my words, wanting to see what Qingde's attitude was.

Maybe it's because it's windy at night! Qingde hit a spirit, and then said with a smile: "I'm just talking casually, don't you think it's just right for this atmosphere now?" ”

I gave him an angry look and teased, "I thought you were going to live forever!" ”

After speaking, I walked in front, Qingde looked at my distant figure, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Come on, when I live forever, you will disappear." ”

"What are you muttering about?" I stopped and saw Qingde alone there in a daze, so I urged him: "Don't hurry up and leave." ”

(End of chapter)