The ten o'clock sun in summer is already frighteningly hot. The burning flames on the wooden platform set up make the surrounding air distorted by the heat, making it look blurry and unreal.
The master's sad voice echoed here: "Alas, my friend Sun Kui..." This is the memorial poem that the master wrote for Sun Kui. It is sad but also grand. In the memorial poem, the master briefly recalled Sun Kui's death. life, and also talked about their common friendship. When I listened to this memorial, I found that Master and Sun Kui had really experienced several major events together. Although they were only briefly mentioned, it still made people feel frightened when listening to it, and even more important to them. This kind of friendship that can live and die together is sad.
A religious ceremony was a bit crude due to the constraints of conditions, but the master did his best. Grandpa Sun Kui must have no regrets. He had his best friend, a Taoist with great skills, to save him and give him his last life. Cheng, this life is considered complete.
In the middle of the ceremony, Uncle Hui came once. He wanted to recite a salvation sutra for Sun Kui himself, but my master stopped him: "This is my Taoist ceremony. Why are you, a Buddhist, interfering with it?"
"Sun Kui is your friend, but he is not my friend? Looking at you like this, it seems like I am robbing you of your business." Uncle Hui showed no sign of weakness, and a friend's funeral was actually said to be robbing his business.
"You're just trying to steal business. Do you want to challenge me one on one?"
"You were hurt when you bullied me, weren't you?"
This is obviously Grandpa Sun Kui's ritual. Is it a bit outrageous for my master and Uncle Hui to make such a fuss? As a junior, I naturally couldn't stop her, so I walked towards Grandma Ling Qing and said, "Grandma Ling Qing, look at my master and Uncle Hui..."
"Let them go. Sun Kui loved to see them making trouble before he was alive. Let him watch it again." Grandma Ling Qing's tone was calm, but her eyes were sad. I turned around and saw that although my master and Uncle Hui were making trouble, But there was still a hint of sadness in his eyes that couldn't be resolved.
Maybe they did it on purpose, maybe they still made such a fuss naturally when Sun Kui was still there.
It is obviously unrealistic to bring Grandpa Sun Kui's body back to Xiangxi like this. Unless the corpse is driven away, people from above will take over soon. It is unrealistic to drive the body away. Besides, Sun Qiang does not have the skills to drive the corpse back. Xiangxi.
"Just bring the ashes back. Grandpa said that if he dies in a foreign country in the future, it would be good if he can bring a jar of ashes back to his hometown." Sun Qiang said.
Therefore, the ceremony lasted for four hours. In the end, my master picked Grandpa Sun Kui’s ashes into a jar and handed the still hot jar to Sun Qiang. My master, who had never shed tears, finally shed tears. A tear: "Old friend, he was still talking to me yesterday, and now he lives in this jar..."
The master's eyes were very red, and he didn't say any more. Grandma Ling Qing wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, and Uncle Hui wiped his face with his sleeve. People of the older generation were indifferent, but they were not really able to look down on life and death. , just because I can’t let go of this deep affection.
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At three o'clock in the afternoon, everything here has been dealt with, and it is time to leave the village. The thick fog on the mountain blocking the village has cleared, because there is no more Yin Qi and no resentment.
After a large-scale spraying of insecticides, a large number of those bugs should die. Without the Yin Qi and resentment, the Yang Qi of the Yang world will naturally fill the place again, and the rest will follow the cycle of birth, old age, illness and death. Slowly transform back into a normal bug.
After all, bugs don't live long, so such purification won't take many years, and maybe the country won't just spray pesticides once.
However, these are not what I can care about anymore. An old village chief makes everyone exhausted physically and mentally. Like everyone else, I just want to leave here quickly. However, I look at the entrance to the village with a little sadness... .
Master lost a good friend, Sun Kui, and I also lost a good friend there - Brother Sheng. Life is always full of gains and losses, and no one can avoid it. I lost a good friend this time, but what did I gain? Woolen cloth? Is it sadness
I was deep in thought, and Master walked beside me and asked, "Sanwa'er, what are you thinking about?"
I didn't want to mention Brother Sheng's matter, so as I walked, I said to the master: "I was just thinking that the old village chief is very powerful, as if he can see all our actions."
"This is an area that I haven't touched yet, but there are some records in the ancient books I collected. Powerful ghosts, and the surrounding Yin Qi are also part of them. This area is completely shrouded in Yin Qi. I wonder if This is the reason." Master said not very sure.
Although the old village chief was destroyed, he left us with many mysteries, at least we can't solve them yet.
I believe Master must know more, such as about the purple plant, but unfortunately he seems not interested in telling me.
Facing the master's answer, I was a little shocked. In this way, the old village chief was really powerful beyond imagination, and he was destroyed like this, which made me feel unreal. However, the master's statement is obviously the most factual. statement.
"Master, do you still remember the old village chief's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain last night?" I asked.
By the way, I also looked at the road. At this time, we were almost out of the village. After walking for a while, we would reach the foot of the mountain. Once we climbed over the mountain, the rest of the road would be easy to walk, but we probably wouldn’t be able to get out of here today. It's a small place, and I have to rest for one night at the previous headquarters before I can leave here tomorrow.
Master was a little surprised why I suddenly mentioned this, so he asked: "Remember, what's wrong?"
"Master, the body of the old village chief has turned into a powerful zombie, and his soul is a ghost. It was a ghost that led us out that night, but how can the zombie still move?" I just don't understand this.
The master looked at me and said: "Sanwa'er, I have always told you, don't ignore the basic knowledge. How many times have I told you this? Zombies only have two souls, and some even have only one soul. They have almost no A lot of wisdom is based on instinct. What about ghosts? I have also said that since there is no body, the soul has been infinitely weakened, while the soul is extremely powerful. Do you understand now? "
I was a little ashamed. Of course I understood. The soul is a ghost. To put it simply, the soul is a ghost, and the soul controls the zombie body. So the old village chief can be divided into two, and we use thunder and fire to kill the old village chief. , in fact, it was a bit tricky, because the master suppressed his powerful ghost first, and his zombie body only had soul, so it was stupid to fight.
If they are combined into one, then things are even more complicated!
Therefore, when the old village chief used the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain to lure us away, didn't he actually give us an opportunity? If he joins the battle as one, at least we have to do one more thing, which is to force his soul to leave the body.
However, I still have some doubts. Master said, what restrictions does the old village chief have? He can't leave here easily. So what are the restrictions
At this time, we had just reached the entrance of the village, and I couldn't help but ask this question, and by the way, I said: "Master, isn't it too easy for the old village chief to suppress the evil ghost?"
The master's expression suddenly changed and he said: "Oops, where did the old village chief live? I have to go back."
My heart also jumped. Is the matter not over yet? Is this old village chief really haunted? I boldly asked, "Master, how bad is it?"
"It's not too bad. The old village chief should still have a soul. When nourished by resentment, he is the most powerful soul! Just like we need a burial ground, before reincarnation, ghosts wander around within a certain range, but There is always a soul left in the burial ground. The old village chief cannot enter reincarnation, so naturally he can only become a ghost cultivator or a corpse cultivator. He created this world of resentment just for his own 'Tao'! His Tao is his Because he couldn't leave here easily, maybe he felt a huge crisis during yesterday's battle..." The master stopped before he could finish his words.
When everyone here saw the master stop, they naturally stopped too and started talking because they didn't know what happened.
But I understood the meaning of Master's words. The old village chief may have realized that this time was his doom, so he deliberately separated the evil ghosts and sent zombie bodies for us to kill. On the surface, it was a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain. In fact, It is to paralyze us and leave a glimmer of hope for ourselves. This is the fundamental point!
But how did the master notice it? Is there something wrong