"Hehe, husband, when Bingqing delivers soul-nourishing yin qi to your soul body, your consciousness is in a state of emptiness, and in this state, you will feel that time flies very quickly."

Yu Bingqing patiently explained.

It was only when I heard this explanation that I was relieved.

If time flies so quickly in the Soul Cultivation Umbrella, then I don't dare to go in again.

Yu Bingqing continued:

"Just now, Bingqing focused on repairing the soul body's language communication ability for her husband, and everyone can hear you when you speak now."

"Oh, thank you, Sister Yu, I have to go, it's only a quarter of an hour. Senior sister, Sister Yu, you wait for me. Master Wang, see you soon. ”

I smiled and said goodbye to them, Yu Bingqing couldn't go with me.

If she is found out, it is very likely that she will be arrested and taken to the underworld.

She has been in the world for so many years, she has already broken the rules of the underworld, and the punishment after going down will be inevitable.

"Well, come back early." Senior sister said.

I grinned, turned around and rushed towards the wall next to the door.

"Husband. Don't.."

As soon as Yu Bingqing's words came out, I slammed into the wall.

I thought I could walk through it, but who knows no.

"Husband, the wall is too thick, you can't get through it now, and the doors and windows are still possible." Yu Bingqing said a little speechlessly.

I smiled awkwardly and rushed towards the door.

"Bang" This time, not only did I not pass through, but was directly bounced back several steps.

"! I'm a failure! Sister Yu, the door is so thin, why can't I pass through? ”

I said with some embarrassment.

Master Wang coughed and said a little speechlessly:

"I have a door god on my door, don't you know?"

"Hahaha..."

Senior sister's demonic laughter sounded again, and I didn't want to speak anymore, so I rushed straight to the window.

When I came into contact with the window, I deliberately relaxed my soul.

Because when Yu Bingqing brought me in before, I felt that her soul body seemed to suddenly become like air.

This allows you to pass through the window without making any sound.

Out of Master Wang's house, I ran towards home non-stop.

The soul body has been strengthened by Yu Bingqing, and I have completely adapted to the soul body state, so there is no obstacle to running.

I ran for the first few steps, but then I realized that I didn't need to run at all.

As long as I have a direction in my head, I can go in that direction.

And I found that even if I stepped on the weeds, the weeds didn't move.

"The Yin Soul really doesn't have any weight."

I muttered and began to stir up the yin qi in my body, wanting to float home quickly.

Unfortunately, I'm a new soul, and I don't have much experience in agitating yin qi, which directly leads to my use of floating instead of running as fast.

My soul shook hard, fell to the ground, and ran home......

Master Wang was not far from my house, and it took about ten minutes to run to my house.

At this time, the home has undergone great changes, and the cloth of the Taoist priest is hung on the wall.

The two Eight Immortal tables were also full of tributes, and a team of Taoist priests was busy with gongs, suona, drums, wooden fish and chanting mantras.

Those transcendent mantras made me feel very comfortable, as if they were instructing me to turn around and reincarnate, and not be in the world of nostalgia.

The sound of crying and mourning at home also disappeared, everyone was busy with their own things, and her mother was no longer in the mourning hall, so she must have gone up to take care of Mu Xue.

In a few minutes, I hurried upstairs and no one around me could see me, which was a good thing for me.

Running upstairs in a few steps, my mother was really taking care of Mu Xue's bedside, because it was summer, the weather was very hot.

Therefore, Mu Xue needs to wipe her body every few hours to avoid sores.

"Mom."

I whispered softly in my mother's ear.

I still don't know how to condense my soul to a point where only my mother can see it.

Since I couldn't let her see it, I could only speak.

In fact, it is already remarkable to be able to speak.

If it weren't for Yu Bingqing's help, I would probably still be stripping my soul body from the body now.

Ordinary ghosts can also speak, but when they say it, they can't hear it.

Because the frequency of air vibrations caused by the voice of the yin spirit is completely different from that of people.

This kind of speech can only be heard by the ghosts.

If you want to communicate with people, you need to have external conditions to facilitate it.

For example, with the help of the Dao method, such as the strength of the soul body is so strong that it is like entering Yu Bingqing and Iron Eggs, and such as special soul species, etc., etc., etc., etc.......

But for ordinary people, it is basically impossible to be able to talk to their families after death.

And I was specially repaired by Yu Bingqing to repair the language ability of the soul body, so when I speak, my mother can hear it.

"Morning? Is that you? How can I not see you? ”

Mom was stunned for a moment, then asked as she looked around.

I hummed and said:

"Mom, it's me, remember when I told you that I would turn into a ghost and go to my sister? You don't have to worry, I'll bring my sister's soul back, Mom, don't be too sad, it's all fate, greet my sister well, I don't have time, you just wait for my sister to wake up, I'm leaving. ”

As soon as I finished speaking, I quickly turned around and ran.

I was so timid that I didn't dare to continue listening to my mother.

For her, the palms of her hands and the backs of her hands are all meat, and it is a fact that she finds it difficult for her to accept to give up anyone.

I came to the mourning hall that had been converted into a hall, and it was late at night, nearly eleven o'clock.

The Taoist priest was also chanting the last mantra of transcendence.

The people who came to mourn gradually walked away.

Only my father sat on a small stool next to my body, his expression sad burning yellow paper money one after another.

When the paper money was burned, it didn't turn into the ashes I had seen before, but automatically turned into a stack of golden pieces of paper.

"Is this the Stygian Coin?"

I looked at the stack of golden papers, and it looked a little golden.

"Morning, Dad is sorry for you, Dad has been very strict with you since you were a child, and he has never praised you for anything, because Dad knows ......"

"Dad, don't say it, I understand your intentions, in fact, it is me who should say I'm sorry, you and your mother gave birth to me and raised me for so many years, and I haven't had time to fulfill my filial piety, so let you white-haired people send black-haired people, it's me who is sorry for you and my mother."

I whispered in my dad's ear, and my dad looked back and around and tears began to fall.

He burned the paper money more quickly, as if he was repenting, and as if he was atoning for his sins, which made me uncomfortable for a while.

I looked at my father's hand that kept throwing paper money into the fire, and that hand was already covered with calluses.

My dad was honest all his life and relied on brute force to earn money.

Although he missed many opportunities to make money, he still supported the family with his own hands.

He wasn't rich, but he was great.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the Taoist priests also went home one by one.

Before they left, they sprinkled a layer of incense ash on the table of the Eight Immortals, and told my father to keep watch outside if he wanted to keep vigil, so as not to interfere with the errands.

I climbed onto the coffin that belonged to me, and this coffin would accompany my body from cold and stiff to rotting and ashing.

It will hold my bones forever beneath the ground, leaving behind the most visible evidence of my time in this world.

This man, who lives to the end, can't take anything in this world with him after all.

All that can be taken away is good and evil, karma and good fortune.

There is nothing substantial in this world that truly belongs to us.

We were born without bringing anything, and we are not taking anything with us when we die.

We must have healthy and positive ideals, because they are essential elements to enrich our lives.

However, those unscrupulous demands can only bring greater karma.

These karmas will allow us to repay them all in Hades.

In fact, in the end, we get nothing but punishment from the underworld.

We often say that if you don't do bad things, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

In my understanding, this ghost does not refer to the ghosts that come to infest you, but to those ghosts.

People who have done too many bad things are always afraid to go to the underworld, because the underworld means endless suffering to them.

Those who do not do bad things will not be afraid of the bad luck coming to bring their souls, because the underworld will allow those who have merit and no karma to enter a better samsara.

After sitting in silence on the coffin for a few minutes, Dad got up and left.

Tonight he was keeping a vigil outside the door.

Shortly after Dad went out, a strangely dressed man suddenly appeared at the door.

After he came in, he didn't pay attention to me directly, but went straight to the tribute on the table of the Eight Immortals.

He greedily smoked the incense and enjoyed the tribute unscrupulously.

He squatted on the table of the Eight Immortals, his heels were off the ground, and the structure in front of his shoes was very special, and he stepped on the incense ash left by the Taoist priest on the table, showing marks similar to chicken feet......