In the past ten years, Master Hui'an has almost traveled all over the towns around Yangqi Town, and has been doing penance, preaching Buddhism, transcending the dead, accumulating merits, and being respected and loved by the local people like a living Buddha.

The monk temple in Yangqi Town is also prosperous from this incense, and many good men and women donate merit to the temple, and Master Hui'an will not accept it.

Master Hui'an always said: "The Buddha said that if you see me with color and ask me with your voice, you are walking in an evil way, and you can't see me." If you practice the Buddha's heart with devotion and sincerity, one incense and one fast, it is to worship the Buddha and respect the Buddha. ”

So there was a phenomenon that Master Hui'an turned into a dervishes and did not go out of the temple gate, and many people outside the temple gate were fasting and waiting. Even Master Hui'an was robbed and fasted on the road. Not only that, but the two monks in the temple, a young man and an old monk, were all influenced by it, and the Buddha's heart was firm. In the face of such merits, Master Hui'an still eats little and is often hungry, and the patched robe has no original color, straw sandals and old staff.

I have only seen this master for a few days, and I also gave Zu De a Buddha bead, Tianxu stepped forward and folded his hands: "The younger generation has seen Master Hui'an." ”

Zhao Siwu also bowed.

Chenghuang smiled and said: "Haha, boy, I'm afraid I can't see the excitement, as soon as Master Hui'an comes, that terrible ghost will definitely be overdone! "It's also respectful.

"No, I don't want to be overdone, I'm going to kill him, kill him. "Sharp screams, tearing the sky, deep resentment, stubbornness, ghosts have entered the devil's path.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, if all living beings in future lives, whether they are dreaming or sleeping, they will see all the ghosts and gods and all kinds of forms, or they will be sad or crying, or they will be sad or sighing, or they will be afraid or terrified. These are all lifetimes, ten lives, hundreds of lives, thousands of lives, parents, male and female sisters, husband and wife, dependents, in the evil taste, not to leave, nowhere to hope for blessing to be saved, when the flesh and blood of the world, to make it convenient, willing to leave the evil way. ”

With the chanting of the Sanskrit sound of the "Dizo Bodhisattva Sutra", Master Hui'an's Dharma is solemn, and the scene of heaven and earth is solemn.

Tianxu and Zhao Siwu were both like Daigo, with solemn expressions;

The city god stood majestically, his expression was like anger and joy, anger and infatuation, resentment and sorrow, and sorrow and happiness.

The screams are still there, but the voice is trembling: "Kill him, kill him, I want him to die..."

Master Hui'an sat down cross-legged, the patch robe danced wildly with the wind, holding the pear wood Zen staff to the air, the golden light was sheng, straight through the clouds, and continued to sing the "Dizo Bodhisattva Sutra", over and over again, ten times, in the dark air around, the black clouds gradually turned into colorful auspicious clouds, and the original person sang the "Dizang Bodhisattva Original Wish Sutra" has become the surrounding sky Countless monks chant together.

The whole body of the city god has changed from black to gold, and the eighteen whips of fighting ghosts and gods in his hand have also turned golden, shining brightly. Chenghuang was the most famous local military general in all dynasties, a loyal and brave man who was obsessed with protecting the country and defending the land, and became a god after death to protect one party. Tonight, the ghost obsession is too high, fierce and tyrannical, and Master Hui'an has to use the magic power of the Sanskrit sound world to exceed, and the city god of Song Qi Town is considered to have a deep opportunity, Mu Buddha's light, listen to the nine days of Brahma singing, the Taoist nature has increased greatly, as if upgraded from a town-level city god to a county city god, which can be described as a deep blessing.

More and more, the city god intervenes in the salute, and the respect is abnormal.

The wind weakened, the screech turned into a wail, from a whining to a hoarse, from a hoarse to a murmur, from a murmur to a calm;

The emotion of the voice changes from anger to distress, from distress to regret, from regret to helplessness, from helplessness to obedience.

Zhao Siwu, his heart fluctuated, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart, worthy of being a virtuous monk, with profound Buddhism, and a transcendent soul, and turning back to the shore.

Master Hui'an's solemn appearance is also like a spring breeze, becoming compassionate, and a trace of fatigue, it must have lost too much skill, just to calm the resentment of the ghosts, it can be said that he sacrificed himself as a human being, I don't go to hell, who goes to hell, the people present can't help but admire.

Just when this ritual was about to end successfully, a voice sounded faintly, not loud, but it seemed so abrupt and out of place.

"Do you want that bad guy to continue to endanger the world, ghost, if that bad guy doesn't report it, then I will get justice for you. A young man walked forward, shouted in the face of the voice that was already confessing in the dark, and the righteousness rushed into the sky, and the game that had been echoing between heaven and earth was "Seek justice, return justice......"

Seeking justice is the best transcendence for the undead, and letting the wicked subdue the law is the greatest mercy in the world.

Master Hui'an is similar to anger, seems to be angry, still compassionate, and the Buddha sings: "Amitabha, Amitabha."

"Master, master, I understand a little, Confucianism is not to get by, not to illusory, but to act, to speak for injustices, and to show snow for injustices. The young man said silently in his heart, and then took a step forward, and said in a calm voice: "Powerful ghost, I don't know why you have a lot of resentment, but I know that the person who makes a person refuse to cross the bridge after death, is willing to be a powerful ghost, does not want to be reincarnated, and is willing to go to hell, must be vicious, this poison is not removed, read the sage books in vain, and teach the ancestors in vain." ”

Although this voice came out of the young man's mouth calmly, it was loud, and Chenghuang's eyes were also full of surprise, but this young man was not idle, but after all, he was full of youthful vigor, and it didn't seem to be a good thing to offend the Buddhist monks.

The ghost is no longer tyrannical at this time, and it seems to be after a violent gasp, subsided.

The voice of mourning came: "I am a rich local businessman, I am kind and charitable, I have a wife who looks like a peach blossom, and a woman who is petite and pitiful. On the way to business, I met a poor scholar, felt that he had great ambitions, took him as a confidant, funded his studies, and took pity on his lonely and miserable people, became brothers, and brought them home. Arrange a courtyard and send servants to take care of the living, in order to concentrate on studying, more than two loads. Who knew that this thief, on the surface, was grateful and loyal, but in his heart he had long admired my wife's appearance and coveted my family wealth. One day I went to a friend's house dozens of miles away and came back, this thief actually prepared wine in the ten mile long pavilion to greet me, I did not notice, poisoned wine and paralyzed the whole body can not move a bit, this thief was afraid that I would not die, and hit me on the head with a stone, causing me to die on the spot. He took my purse, and threw my body into a dry well, and fell on the rubble. ”

Speaking of this, there were bursts of crying and wailing, and everyone looked at each other with grief and indignation.

"If that's all I have, I can only think I'm to blame. This thief actually went home and pretended to be nothing, until my family noticed that something was wrong, and this thief also pretended to be in a hurry, and went straight to my friend with the housekeeper to inquire about my news, and was naturally told that I had gone home early. My family reported to the police that the thief had searched with the servants and found my body in the dry well, and my death was condemned as a murderous act. ”

At this point, the ghost's voice had become trembling.

"This thief has been constantly comforting my wife, taking care of my little daughter, doing funerals for me, helping my soul to wear linen and filial piety, busy before and after, and thoughtful, my wife and little daughter are moved by it, and regard her as a relative, especially my wife has risen to cling to her confidant, and the thief, when no one is paying attention, looks at my wife and daughter, is as greedy as a jackal. ”

When the ghost finished telling the story, his mood was settled, and his voice was calm.

"This little brother, this thief, hangs a peachwood sword in front of my wife's door, saying that it is to ward off evil spirits, but in fact it is to prevent me from dreaming of my wife, until the last day of the seven seven hundred and forty-nine days, if I still have obsessions today, my soul will be scattered, and I will not be exalted. ”

"Uncle Devil, is there any evidence to prove the guilt of this thief? "The boy and the ghost talk like an old friend

The ghost thought for a while, and suddenly said, "He didn't want to throw my money bag and put it in the wine jar under his bed." ”

The words have come to this, and the ghost breathed a long sigh of relief, there is still the ferocity of the ghost. Peaceful: "Thank you master for my excess, I have nothing to regret in this life, thank you brother for me Zhaoxue, I am now calm, I will rush to help, I dare not ask for good fortune and good fortune, I hope that in the next life I can have a pair of discerning eyes to see the good and evil in the world." "Haha, Lang laughed, and the ghost disappeared.

The yin wind dissipated, Song Qizhen returned to peace and tranquility, Chenghuang and Zhao Siwu sighed at the same time, sighing, people only know that the ghosts are fierce, fierce and cruel. But I rarely care about the reason for the matter. Karma, what is unpleasant.

"Amitabha, the poor monk said goodbye. Without waiting for everyone to answer, he got up and left, the speed was very fast, the pace was very large, he suddenly realized it, and chanted the Buddha's name, and turned to one step three feet and three inches, not slow or in a hurry.

Cheng Huang looked worried, looked at the young man, looked at Zhao Siwu, and disappeared into the air without a word.

Zhao Siwu suddenly came back to his senses and looked at the young man.

I don't know when, the boy was already tear-stained.