The monks who appeared in the ancestral hall were led by a very famous local monk, who was certified by a formal organization and was licensed to work.
It's not easy to invite him over. You have to make an appointment a long time in advance, and even then you may not be able to get him over.
Masters at this level have a very tight schedule for their daily practice.
If it were in the past, some clan members who knew this eminent monk would certainly be quite excited. But now, they have to think more.
This... are we going to invite a high monk to perform a ritual
Will our ancestors be angry
Or maybe our ancestors also liked the master to chant sutras
They were worried that their ancestors would be emotional, but they were also very curious whether their ancestors would appear again.
A little scared, but also quite looking forward to it.
Some clan members felt that it was not appropriate for children to be present at this event and took them to the side hall, but most other clan members stayed there. They even went to the toilet in a hurry and came back in a hurry, for fear of missing any exciting scenes.
The atmosphere in the ancestral hall was strange, even the monks themselves were surprised.
The atmosphere at the scene is so hard to understand. Isn’t it said that there are many non-Buddhists among the Feng clan
Yang Chengfeng's family also said that they respect the personal beliefs of all clan members, and not all of them may be present during the ceremony. It is estimated that many people will go to the side hall to rest. If any clan member makes inappropriate remarks, please forgive them.
But now, there are quite a few clan members present, far more than they expected.
I always feel that it is different from what I said before!
It’s hard to see clearly and hard to understand.
To put it in an exaggerated way, even the flower pots placed next to it look weird.
The monks came in from the front door, passed through the courtyard, and then walked to the Buddhist hall. Along the way, all the clan members present stared at them, and the close following looks made them feel strange.
These Feng clan members...
He is enthusiastic, but also extremely restrained and doesn't talk much.
It’s not like they are cold or aloof, because their intense gazes clearly reveal their inner thoughts.
There is expectation in caution, and there is a bit of uneasiness in expectation.
This should just be an ordinary ancestral worship ceremony in the ancestral hall, right? Not some evil gathering
This Dharma Assembly should be successful
The monks all had their own thoughts in their minds, but their faces showed a calm and detached expression.
The leading master is indeed an experienced monk. Even though he noticed something strange here, he remained very calm.
As stated in the appointment, Yangcheng Feng's family invited them to come here to chant sutras and pray for blessings, which was not much different from their previous business.
But before it started, there were some temporary changes at the Feng family in Yangcheng.
Uncle Feng Yi invited the monk to one side and discussed something with him in a low voice.
When the master heard this, he was surprised, but did not show it on his face.
If the monks are not happy with the temporary changes, they can refuse the ritual.
However, after thinking about it, the monk agreed.
He was proficient in the business and just made some changes. After a little preparation, he started with his disciples.
Old Master Feng looked at the temple with a dark look in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking. But what was certain was that he was in a very bad mood.
The clan members have been keeping an eye on that place.
"What are you talking about? Aren't you going to start right away?"
"It seems that a temporary change was made. Well, I can understand that if something like this happened in our ancestral hall..."
"According to the custom here, they should all be prayer scriptures. Invite monks to chant scriptures in the place where the ancestors are worshipped, usually to pray for blessings and eliminate disasters, eliminate the karma of the ancestors, and bless future generations. But now there have been some changes, perhaps some other scriptures have been added."
"They are not at peace!"
"What nonsense! Who can remain calm when faced with this? I am not calm even as a spectator, let alone them!"
"Guess what, are these monks going to chant sutras to save the souls of the dead? Or are they going to ward off evil spirits?"
"What do you mean by warding off evil? What evil do you want to ward off? Where does the evil come from? How can you talk in front of the ancestors? You unworthy descendant! When the ceremony is over, go kowtow to the elders!"
The clan members were discussing this, and only when everything was ready and the ceremony was about to begin did the discussion die down.
Those who were chatting on their mobile phones no longer looked at their phones at this time. Instead, they stared straight ahead, with a look of nervousness and anticipation on their faces.
In fact, they themselves are not sure what they are expecting, are they expecting peace and tranquility? Or are they expecting a turbulent and bizarre reappearance
Someone took a look and adjusted the camera on his mobile phone, intending to record the whole process.
I didn't record it just now, so I'll try to record some surprises this time. It doesn't matter if I can't record it, but what if
Some people also turned their phones to the dial-up page. If any extraordinary, force majeure or dangerous incident really happened, they must call the police in time!
Uncle Feng Yi had already stepped aside and quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, the master agreed, otherwise this situation would be difficult to deal with.
After the modification, the rituals no longer have just one scripture to be recited, but several, praying for success in one’s career, relief from bloody disasters, and destruction of evil spirits and demons, etc.
With the striking of the instruments, all noises ceased.
The deep chanting sounds of the monks echoed in the ancestral hall.
When you first listen to it, you will feel it is deep, broad and profound, but when you listen carefully, you will feel it is powerful and majestic.
Like the scorching winter sun gradually rising higher, all the chill in my heart was dispelled.
Some of my turbulent emotions have calmed down.
Most of the clan members had the same thought in their minds—he is indeed an eminent monk, his chanting is so meaningful!
Feng Yi, who was standing in the clan group, had similar thoughts at this time. However, in addition to thinking that they sounded nice, Feng Yi always felt that these scriptures sounded familiar.
Feng Yi himself had never listened to these things before, nor had he gone to the temple to listen to the monks chanting.
The sound of these chants seemed to awaken memories from long ago. They were not necessarily the same scriptures, but they gave him a similar feeling.
That was not Feng Yi's own memory, but the memory passed down from his ancestral DNA. It was not clear, and it had a vague and indistinct feeling.
I don’t know which ancestor, or ancestors, listened to the monks chanting sutras.
With a thought, Feng Yi closed his eyes to prevent others from noticing the changes in his eyes.
At this time, not everyone in the clan team could accept the chanting. For example, Feng Cheng came all the way from the other end of the continent to Yangcheng. In addition to signing in for his father, he was also thinking about the headquarters of the ancestral factory.
During this ancestor worship ceremony, he stood at the end of the line to slack off. He spent most of his time checking his phone to see the latest news about the ancestor factory and was not at all impatient to watch the ancestor worship ceremony. He was not religious and was not interested in the chanting of scriptures.
As for the incident that happened when Feng Yi was burning incense before, he just thought it was a coincidence and that others were just making a fuss about it.
Glancing at the time from time to time, he complained in his heart: Why did I have to come all the way to participate in this damn ancestor worship ceremony!
In the spacious courtyard, bright sunlight shines on the earth. The sun is already high in the sky at this time.
Although the clan members who came to watch the ceremony did not enter the Buddhist hall, they were all under the eaves and did not need to feel the scorching sun.
However, Feng Cheng, who was browsing his phone with his head down, still felt restless. He thought about leaving first and going to the side hall to rest for a while before leaving.
Just as I was about to move, I caught a glimpse of something strange.
He saw a large shadow, moving from outside to inside, gradually blocking the sunlight in the courtyard!
It feels like there is a giant object approaching in the sky!
look up.
Above, a large cloud formed at some point, blocking the sunlight above the ancestral hall.
windy.
The wind was not strong.
The gentle breeze seemed to carry a hint of moisture, and also brought a hint of coolness, sweeping across people's skin.
The people present suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.
At the front of the viewing procession, a little girl of about seven or eight years old put one hand in her pocket, holding the newly received zodiac coins, and held her father's hand tightly with the other.
The middle-aged man with a ferocious face brought his little daughter to his side to protect her, with a rare look of confusion and vigilance on his face.
The intuition developed through hard work over the years has given me a stronger sense of changes around me.
At that moment, all the hairs on his body seemed to explode, but strangely he felt that there was no danger.
But, why is that
Elsewhere in the viewing group, a clan member's teeth were chattering and making a rattling sound. He tugged at another clan member beside him.
"What are you doing?" the man asked.
"I felt something brushed against my foot!" His voice was shaking, but he didn't dare to look down, and motioned for the other person to help take a look.
The man looked down cautiously, then relaxed again.
"It was a blade of grass, blown in from outside."
I don’t know if it was brought in by the previous wind or blown in by the wind now.
When he heard it was a leaf, the timid clan member finally dared to look. He kicked the leaf aside, breathed a long sigh of relief, and touched his chest.
My heart was beating a little fast because I was scared.
I touched the back of my neck again. In addition to the hair standing up, there were also beads of sweat.
The other clan members were not much better.
The wind was not cold, but it made people feel trembling from the bottom of their hearts. Feeling strange, I couldn't help but say a few words to the people around me to ease the strange fear in my heart.
"You still say this isn't cold wind? This can be created by an air conditioner?!"
"We must look at this phenomenon scientifically and remain rational."
"I usually look at it scientifically, but I can't be rational in this atmosphere! It is said that ancestor worship ceremonies are mostly held during the day, when the yang energy is stronger, but how can I explain it now?"
"Well... if it was at night, maybe it would be more than that, right?"
Superstitious people have now concluded that the feng shui of this place is bad!
The ancestor appeared again!
The ancestors will be angry!
No, I'm already angry!
This this this…
Burning incense, paper and reciting Buddhist scriptures cannot calm the anger!
Some religious believers knelt down directly facing the Buddhist temple and worshipped devoutly. After worshipping, they moved to another direction and kowtowed to the place where their ancestors were in the incense hall, muttering something.
In the Buddhist temple, candlelight flickered.
The robe of a monk sitting at the back was blown by the wind.
He was relatively young and lacked concentration, so he felt something was wrong and paused in his chanting.
However, seeing the performance of his master and fellow apprentices, he quickly put aside all distracting thoughts, frowned, closed his eyes, calmed down, and continued to recite the scriptures.
They have undergone professional training and are well-known for their professional abilities in Yangcheng and even the entire province. They cannot destroy the reputation of their master!
Moreover, the Feng family pays a lot of money, and we can’t make any mistakes at this time!
The Buddhist chanting is as calm as ever.
The breeze is not disturbing.
But the thickening clouds in the sky, the visibly darkening light, the cool breeze, and the inexplicable fear that came from the bottom of my heart...
Not to mention the clan members who were watching the ceremony, even the Feng family in Yangcheng felt a lot of pressure.
I even doubt whether the old man’s choice is correct
Is the feng shui here really bad
Feng Yi, who was not conspicuous among the clan relatives, had a very mysterious feeling at this moment.
He was also familiar with this feeling.
Every time he unlocked a certain vague memory hidden in his DNA, he would be in this state. Before he encountered it, he didn't know what else was hidden in his DNA. He would know after unlocking it.
In Feng Yi's ears, the sound of these chants is really nice to hear. It has the effect of calming the mind and calming the heart.
It seems like a long, long time ago, someone also sang... ahem, chanted scriptures.
Under the Buddhist chanting, even the newly built ancestral halls and houses have a sense of antiquity.
After all, it was just a vague memory, without even a picture, just a little auditory memory, not long. After being triggered by external factors, it was activated. In the process of activation, it was inevitable that energy substances would be mobilized to catalyze.
As a result, local weather changes occur.
Once the memory is accepted and the energy mobilization stops, everything will gradually slow down.
The phone vibrates with a new message.
Feng Yi had already come out of the mysterious state he was in just now. His eyes were slightly open, and they only opened fully after Tong Kong recovered.
I unlocked my phone and checked the message. It was from Feng Chi.
Feng Chi was just about to share with others the wonderful feeling of witnessing all this.
Feng Chi: Brother, what do you feel at this moment
Feng Yi: My DNA is moving
Feng Chi:
Feng Chi originally wanted to discuss the ancestor's apparition with Feng Yi, but now seeing Feng Yi's reply, he was shocked and his fingers were shaking as he typed.
Feng Chi: Brother, don't be depressed! There are still many things worth cherishing in this world!
!
Feng Yi: …
Feng Yi: I have no intention of becoming a monk
Feng Chi: Then why are you messing with your DNA
Feng Yi: I just feel that there is a connection and a sense of familiarity.
Feng Chi: We are "destined" to be together! And you still say you don't have that idea!
Feng Chi now has completely forgotten about the ancestor's apparition and just wants Feng Yi to change his mind.
The cool breeze blowing into the ancestral hall stopped.
The clouds that blocked the sunlight gradually moved away and dissipated.
The strange, frightening pressure that enveloped the entire ancestral hall also dissipated.
In the Buddhist temple.
The master sitting cross-legged at the front, after finishing his chanting, gazed at the Buddha statue in front of him for a long time.
This Buddha statue was selected by Mr. Feng, and they also gave some suggestions.
There are no strict rules for the Buddha statues that believers can worship at home. They usually choose the one they like and have a connection with.
But now, the master feels that this Buddha statue may not be suitable here.
After finishing the chanting, when he looked at the Buddha statue, he did not pay much attention to the statue. Instead, he thought of a painting that was given to him by a pilgrim in the temple's meditation room.
The painting was created by pilgrims with reference to some legends, their own imaginations, and some artistic processing.
In the painting, under the Bodhi tree, the Buddha is sitting in meditation.
Behind the Buddha is a standing, huge, snake-like body.