The hundreds of small fly-headed seals on the white edge of the black cloth pocket suddenly turned from black to red, and then to gold in an instant—the kind of gold that you see in the sun during the day, flickering on the white edge horizontally and vertically, and from time to time it shot out a dazzling light like lightning, and this light was obviously aimed at the contents of the bag, and each time from top to bottom and from the outside to the inside, hundreds of rays of light fell like raindrops, and the squeaking in the bag immediately turned into a low wail, and the whole bag immediately deflated.

Don't...... Okay? Such a thought just floated through Guan Xiao's mind, and the bag swelled up again, and finally it was simply like a long balloon being blown round, and the mist of the yin and yang fish outside the black cloth bag became significantly thicker, and it seemed to be squeezing the bag inward, but the effect was obviously not obvious.

Then, there was a faint cry from the black cloth pocket, and something even more surprising happened, the cry was intermittent and rhythmic, and if you listen carefully, it seems to be a ballad with an ancient Chinese style......

Guan Xiao noticed that the faces of Master and Luo Dwarf were getting more and more solemn, or more precisely, more and more ugly.

"Could it be...... This is...... The hungry ghost said...... "Luo Xiao's nervous words can't be said clearly.

Ding Yi nodded slowly.

Hungry Ghost Road?

The brothers and sisters of the Luo family in the house looked puzzled, they had long heard that people enter the underworld after death, that is, hell, so how can there be hungry ghosts?

Guan Xiao knew very well that among the six realms of reincarnation, the Hungry Ghost Dao, the Hell Dao, and the Animal Dao were all the three evil realms, among which the Hungry Ghost Dao was the most miserable.

Ordinary people in the world, even if they do evil, most of them are tortured in the hell road, fried, burned, shaved out their stomachs, and their hearts are gouged out...... However, this is all a process, after experiencing suffering, there is a hope in the end, and eventually they will still be beaten into reincarnation, and those who have small sins can still be reincarnated, even if the great evildoers have only fallen into the way of animals, cattle and horses, and have been bullied and slaughtered for dozens of lifetimes, and eventually they will still be reincarnated in the world; only the real great traitors and evildoers will be beaten into the path of hungry ghosts, and once they enter the path of hungry ghosts, there will be no reincarnation of dozens or hundreds of lifetimes, and there is no need to think of entering humanity again.

Legend has it that this Hungry Ghost Path is the most vicious of the Six Paths.

According to the Yogi Treatise, there are three kinds of obstacles to eating and drinking. The first is the external obstacles: such hungry ghosts, because they are often hungry and thirsty, have a messy face, a withered face, dry lips and scorched lips, and can only lick their mouths with their tongues, although they run around begging for food, the water in the pool they see turns into pus and blood and cannot be drunk. The second is the internal aract: this type of hungry person has a thin throat like a needle, a mouth as big as a torch, and a bulging belly like a mountain, but even if they get food, they can't swallow it because of the thin throat. The third is barrier-free: although there is no obstacle to the diet of such hungry ghosts, no matter what kind of food they receive, they will burn into a fire and still suffer from hunger and thirst.

This is only the punishment of eating, there are more punishments that accompany you at any time, and you can't even describe it in four words.

In the "Treatise on the Land of Yogis", it is also emphasized that because the ghosts of the hungry ghost path are crying and wailing almost day and night, day by day, they also uphold the spirit of "making fun in suffering", and all their cries can form a rhythm, and the crying voices of different ghosts are fused together, which is magnificent.

The hungry ghosts of the Hungry Ghost Road have definitely more yearning for the world than the ghosts who are tormented in hell - in the legend, the ghosts of the Hungry Ghost Dao, if they have the opportunity to come to the human Dao, they may become Weide ghosts, and eventually become ghosts and gods, according to the Tang Dynasty Lu Zhao's "Tang Yi History" research, one of the most famous ghosts and gods in Chinese folk, Zhong Kui is a Weide ghost from the Hungry Ghost Road, only because of the dream of Tang Xuanzong by mistake, it finally became a positive result.

It can be seen that the attraction of the world to the hungry ghosts and Taoist ghosts is really no less than the college students in the eighties and nineties of the last century.

Guan Xiao could guess why the master and Luo Xiao's predecessors looked so solemn: with the ability of the thousand-year-old rat spirit, seeing that the destruction of ten thousand ghosts did not work, if they really wanted to summon something from the hungry ghost path, it must be an extremely vicious ghost.

"Two virtuous nephews, you protect your sister and retreat to the side room first. Ding Yi arranged in a deep voice, and the old man Luo hurriedly waved his hand, signaling to listen to Mr. Ding Yi, and the Luo family brothers tightened the door next to him with an uneasy look on their faces.

"Where's Brother Guan?" asked Old Man Luo.

Ding Yi looked at the black cloth pocket that was getting more and more round and slowly rising, and took two puffs of his cigarette: "Stay, his body is different from others, how many Taoist people I have invited and even the masters of the red, white and yellow sects of Qinghai and Tibet have not understood, experience more things, maybe, can have some inspiration." ”

Guan Xiao is also very nervous in his heart, in the past ten years, the little guy knows the master's daily actions very well, from the posture of Ding Yi holding the cigarette pouch, Guan Xiao knows that the master is under great pressure now.

Old Man Luo also stared at the black cloth pocket, and finally cracked his mouth and smiled silently: "In the past twenty years, I have helped the Daoist sect so much, this black and white impermanence bag is the best thing that Maoshan gave me, and now it seems that hehe......"

Before Old Man Luo finished speaking, the fate of the black cloth pocket that had swelled to about two meters had its final result - with a bang, the black cloth bag exploded, and hundreds of pieces of cloth the size of goose feathers flew in all directions, crackling and hitting people's faces and bodies, and a strong fishy smell was suffocating......

More than a dozen small mirrors fell to the ground and shattered!