Seeing the Deng God kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, Ma Lin sneered: "What? Didn't you call me a shrew?"
Deng Shen shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, you are a fairy in the sky, please be merciful and forgive me!"
Ma Lin sat down, raised Erlang's legs, and then took a sip of tea and slowly said, "Tell the old lady about you slowly, otherwise you will feel better."
Deng Shen fell on the ground again and convulsed, and his whole body shuddered, as if his body was extremely cold, his body was wet, and he looked like a soup chicken.
The lamp god said: "Auntie, I beg you to get my wick up first, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable, and it will be hard for me to even speak."
Ma Lin saw that he was really pitiful, so she picked up the wick, but did not put it back in the lamp, but put it on the table.
Deng Shen immediately eased a lot, but his face was still a little pale, and his expression was a bit painful. It seemed that this wick was the core of the lamp. Without it, the soul of the lamp would be extremely painful.
Ma Lin unceremoniously patted the tabletop: "Say, what are you doing in a daze, haven't you been soaked enough?"
Deng Shen was so scared that he shivered all over, and hurriedly shouted: "Say, I said, don't, grandma, don't be angry."
After the Deng Shen breathed a sigh of relief, he told us the story of his being the soul of the lamp.
In fact, this so-called lamp god was a monk during the Republic of China. His decree was Wudao and his real name was Liu Chengqing. When he was a child, he was an abandoned baby. He was picked up by the abbot of the temple and raised and became a monk.
At that time, the Republic of China was in the midst of war and many foreigners invaded. One day a group of foreigners came to the temple, armed with foreign guns, and they ransacked everything in the temple just like robbers.
The abbot was half-dead with anger, holding their legs and not letting go, he still cursed the robbers, robbers, in broad daylight, if you rob Buddhist things, wouldn't you be afraid that the Buddha would take the lives of your evil evildoers
When the foreigner heard this, he kicked the abbot away, and then yelled in bad Chinese that they were not robbers. They just borrowed this Buddhist thing for a few days, then sent it back after reading it, and then thrown it away. After lighting a foreign lamp, it was said that it was an equivalent exchange. In the future, they could use this lamp to exchange all the treasures of Buddhism, and then left. Some of the brothers were dissatisfied. But he was shot dead.
There were no Buddha statues in the temple, and it became a temple. The living brothers also fled for their lives. Only Liu Chengqing stayed with the abbot.
The abbot asked him why he didn't leave
Liu Chengqing said that he has no father and no mother, the abbot is his parents, and the temple is his home. Where do you tell him to escape
The abbot comforted Liu Chengqing's head, and then he spouted a mouthful of blood. Within a few days, the abbot was dying.
Before his death, the abbot told Liu Chengqing that he must keep this lamp. When the foreigners come back in the future, they can use the lamp to exchange the things in the temple, and then the temple... will be able to live again. Global fiction
At that time, people were ignorant and really thought that the foreign robbers could come back, thinking that if they kept the lights, they could keep the temple.
Liu Chengqing was only thirteen years old at that time, and he was relatively young. He took the abbot's words firmly in his heart and took the task of his life to guard the lamp.
After the death of the abbot, there was only Liu Chengqing left in this temple. Without the incense, Liu Chengqing was hungry almost every day. The money for the sesame oil was robbed by foreign bandits. Now the whole temple is empty. Slippery, no way, Liu Chengqing had to take a lamp down the mountain to find a livelihood.
During the period of the Republic of China, there were many wars and it was difficult to find jobs. People starved to death on the streets almost every day. After Liu Chengqing came down the mountain, he was unfamiliar with life and knew nothing. Later, he could only become a beggar. Qing never thought of using this foreign lamp as a pawnshop in exchange for money. People were there, and he followed the abbot's words, guarding the lamp tightly.
Later, all parties fought, let alone beggars, and even ordinary people were not at peace. In a cold winter, Liu Chengqing was dying of hunger with the lamp that the abbot gave infinite hope. He was eighteen years old that year and went down the mountain. It has been five years, and today, he hasn't eaten for fifteen days. Now he has only one last breath at most. This breath is supported by him. He has to wait until the group of foreigners come back.
At this moment, he saw a tall, extremely mighty person appearing in front of him. This person was at least two meters in length. He was wearing a handsome black windbreaker and a military green cloak. His whole body was exuding. There is a terrifying majesty that makes people tremble both physically and mentally. If you look in his eyes, there is an urge to kneel down and bow down to him.
Two people followed the man, one white and one black, a woman covered in white and a man covered in black.
The black-clothed man squatted down, then touched Liu Chengqing's stomach and lips, and finally rolled his eyelids to take a look, then helplessly shook his head.
The man in the trench coat asked, "Hei Wuchang, how is he?"
The black-clothed man replied: "I'm not saved. I've been hungry for several days. I haven't eaten for at least a dozen days. I have such a strong vitality that I can last for so long. How strong will it take?"
The woman in white also sighed: "It's a pity, if you meet us earlier, maybe you don't have to die!"
The black-clothed man said: "White impermanence, it is too early to say, if the owner bites him, it may be..."
After the black-clothed man finished speaking, the white-clothed woman poked his head fiercely and cursed: "Are you stupid? Can the master bite people casually? Ordinary blood masters are not used to drinking at all."
The man in the windbreaker waved his hand to signal them to stop arguing, then squatted down and asked Liu Chengqing: "Little brother, you must have something unsuccessful, otherwise, you won't be able to hold on for so long!"
At this time, Liu Chengqing was dying, and he was struggling to speak. He could only say one word, that is the lamp! He kept shouting the lamp until the man in the windbreaker noticed the lamp in his arms.
But at this moment, Liu Chengqing couldn't hold on anymore. He was holding his last breath. Now that he spoke, his breath came out, and his body straightened as soon as he tilted his head.
After Liu Chengqing died, the ghost quickly left his body, but at this time the man in the windbreaker seemed to be able to see him. He said, since you like this lamp so much, let you become the soul of the lamp. Photograph the coffin for him.
The man in the windbreaker just snapped his fingers, and Liu Chengqing’s ghost entered the lamp. From then on, he became the soul of the lamp, driving away the darkness for the man, and accompanied by lighting every night. When he was dormant in the coffin, Liu Chengqing did it. He guards the coffin and lights up, and the name of the man in the windbreaker is, Jiang Chen!
(End of this chapter)