Therefore, reciting the Great Compassion Mantra sometimes often attracts many wandering souls who cannot be reborn.
However, such wandering spirits usually have no intention of harming others, are not aggressive, and are not to be feared. As long as they stop reciting the Great Compassion Mantra, they will leave on their own.
At the point of Su Jinzhi's words, Mrs. Fang's face turned pale all of a sudden, and her already gray face became even more frightening.
However, Fang Boxin was still puzzled, and asked Su Jinzhi: "Master Su, is there any relationship between reciting the Great Compassion Mantra at home and the haunting of our Fang family?"
Hearing what he said, Su Jinzhi couldn't help laughing, shook his head and said, "Master Fang, now I really trust you and Su San."
"Master—Master—" Fang Boxin photographed the person who tore the talismans and quickly ran to the Buddhist hall with a stack of yellow talismans, "Master Su, all the yellow talismans you asked the little ones to tear up are here."
"Bring it to me."
Su Jinzhi stroked his sleeves, took the yellow symbols and checked them one by one. Finding that all the red talisman cases above had lost their due talisman power without exception, Su Jinzhi sighed, and then looked at the spooky appearance of Fang's house, thinking that he might not be able to go back tonight.
"Miss San." Su Jinzhi turned his head and bowed to Fang Meizhu who was at the side, with a slight smile on his face, "Can Jinzhi get rid of you?"
Fang Meizhu's cheeks blushed when she saw the young man in the moon frost-colored gown smiling at her, and before she had time to respond, Bo Xin spoke for her: "Of course, what's the matter, Mr. Su?"
"I have a letter here, just please Miss San to deliver it to the place where I posted the letter last time." Su Jinzhi said, took out a white leather envelope from his sleeve pocket, handed it to Fang Meizhu, and then told her She smiled, "Please take care of Miss San."
Fang Meizhu pursed her lips, smiled shyly, and slipped out of the Buddhist hall holding the hem of her foreign dress.
Fang Boxin bowed his waist and asked Su Jinzhi: "Master Su, what is this letter?"
Su Jinzhi said: "I'm afraid I'm going to disturb your residence tonight."
Fang Boxin was overjoyed: "Then Mr. Su, we are now..."
Su Jinzhi looked at Mrs. Fang, but Mrs. Fang avoided his gaze. Su Jinzhi curled the corners of her lips and walked towards the hall: "We won't disturb Mrs. Fang's chanting. Let's talk about it when it gets dark."
After walking such a short distance, Su Jinzhi's body, which was recovering from a serious illness, was already at its limit. After he finished these two sentences, he covered his lips and coughed. Help Third Master Su go."
This time, Su Jinzhi did not refuse the servant's support, walked slowly to the hall and sat down, asked Fang Boxin to set up a few large tables with a table of sacrifices, and piled up two piles of high-level Mingqian papers. After finishing everything, he took a sip of the ginseng tea handed over by the servant, waiting for the dark.
When the sky was getting dark, Su Jinzhi put down his teacup, Fang Boxin said: "Call all the people in the mansion."
Fang Boxin immediately ordered all the remaining servants and family members of the Fang family to gather in the hall, glanced at each of them, and found that Mrs. Fang was not there. He couldn't help frowning, and shouted to a servant: "Where is Madam? No one to invite?"
The servant murmured: "Please... But Madam said she would continue to read scriptures, so she won't come..."
Hearing the words, Fang Boxin glanced at Su Jinzhi secretly, worried that he would be angry, and pushed the servant again: "Why don't you come, even if you do, you have to bring Madam over here!"
"No need." Su Jinzhi smiled lightly and got up from the chair, "Mrs. Fang is devout to the Buddha and has the protection of the Buddha Dharma. Naturally, she is not afraid of ghosts. I gathered everyone in the hall today to ensure everyone's safety."
As he said that, Su Jinzhi waved to the boy who followed him to come forward: "Ping, wipe everyone's eyes with willow leaves, and cut off willow branches one by one."
"Yes, third master!" The boy responded, and immediately opened the big bamboo basket brought by the carriage, took out a round box sealed in a shell with gossip printed on it, took out the willow leaves inside, and wiped them for the Fang family one by one. eyes, and stuffed a small willow branch into each of their hands.
"Wipe the willow leaves, three days to hell." Su Jinzhi walked in front of Fang's family, his light brown eyes swept over everyone one by one, and when they met his gaze, they felt inexplicably terrified in their hearts, and couldn't help but lower their heads, feeling that daylight The voice that sounded warm and jade-like in the past actually sounded a little weird at the moment.
Su Jin looked at the willow branches in their hands and said: "The willow branches fight ghosts, if you beat them three inches short, you will only be a dwarf in the next life."
"You said that every night after falling asleep and waking up, there will be one less person in the house. It must be carried out of bed by a ghost." Su Jinzhi said calmly, these words are engraved in his mind, his body has the original body That’s why he understood this, “Third Miss did not go out of the house that day, the ghost made trouble, took the wild cat and played hide-and-seek with her, she went to find the wild cat, and you couldn’t see her. And those who disappeared in the alley People who are afraid of encountering ghosts hit the wall, after I drive away the mastermind ghosts, they can come back."
"There is also the ghost of the mastermind?" Fang Boxin opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief.
"Master Fang." Su Jinzhi looked at Fang Boxin amusedly, "There is more than one strange incident in your mansion, and there must be more than one ghost who caused the trouble. You should be lucky that the ones attracted by your lady's Great Compassion Curse are all mischievous ghosts with little resentment. Love playing games with you guys, otherwise it wouldn't just be a disappearance."
As soon as the young man's voice fell, the sky suddenly darkened! Only the faint red candlelight in the square house was left for illumination, making everyone's faces flush.
After another breath, the closed door of Fang's family opened with a bang! The narrow and endless alleyway was exposed, and the white mist gradually condensed, like a ghostly road connecting the underworld!
And the red lantern hanging at the door also lit up at some point, fluttering in the cold night wind, and everyone was so frightened that they suddenly became noisy.
Su Jinzhi looked at the shadows cast by the lanterns, one had a shadow and the other had no shadow - no shadow was no lamp, and only one of the two lanterns was lit.
Su Jinzhi looked at the road, couldn't help closing his eyes, and sat back on the chair with his eyebrows pinched: "Who lights this lantern every night?"
The housekeeper of the Fang family stood up tremblingly: "I asked Agui to order..."
But as soon as Steward Fang finished speaking, a servant answered, "But... Uncle Fang, Agui has been missing for several days... We all thought that you asked someone else to light this lantern every night..."
"Ah Gui is gone?" Fang Butler's face turned pale, "I thought he was lighting the lamp all the time..."
It's no wonder that the Fang family's house has turned into an extremely vicious mansion in just half a year.
Su Jinzhi held up the ginseng tea and took a sip, then sighed and said, "Oh, the lanterns are hung in pairs but not in orders, and the orders are to attract ghosts. The Great Compassion Mantra, to attract ghost lights, I will tell you where there are so many ghosts in Fangzhai... Cough cough cough..."
The third young master of the Su family suffered from asthma brought on by his mother's womb, and his cough was especially severe in the morning and after nightfall.
The young man on the wooden chair had a pale face, a little red between his lips, which made people feel like he was coughing up blood, and the red rope and copper coins exposed on his wrist between his clenched lips made him look like a dying patient. It seems that people who have been harassed by ghosts for many days need help more than them.
However, Fang Boxin knew that although there were priests with powerful magic powers elsewhere, in their small town of Qing, the only person who could save their family was Su Jin.
"Third Master! Please save our Fang family!" Fang Boxin bent his knees and was about to kneel down to Su Jinzhi, but was stopped by his servant, Aping.
Su Jinzhi smiled at him: "Master Fang, I've said it all, you and Su Fang have family connections, I will definitely save you, as long as you hand over the reward to me after the incident."
Fang Boxin tremblingly said: "Yes..."
Su Jinzhi smiled and looked away from Fang Boxin, looked at the door, and said softly, "Here we are."
No one present could hear the trembling in Su Jinzhi's voice, and no one could see the fear in his eyes—the famous Mr. Su in Qingzhen was afraid of ghosts. Who would believe such a thing? But Su Jinzhi is afraid of ghosts, whether it is the original body or the current him, he is afraid to death.
"Every time I come out to catch ghosts, I wish I was as blind as the last world." Su Jinzhi said to No. 1 in pain.
No. 1 chuckled twice: "Host, I asked you, and you said that you like feudal superstition very much, and you find it exciting and fun."
Su Jinzhi burst into tears: "Are you a feudal superstition? Ah! You just gave me a whole spiritual world! Number zero can skip work and leave, but I can't skip work without catching ghosts!"
No. 1 said indifferently: "Fate is all life."
"Ring, ring, ring—" a clear and pleasant copper bell rang suddenly, and it came from a small bell tied around Su Jinzhi's waist—the bell would not ring no matter how he walked on weekdays, and would only ring when he sensed ghost energy.
As the sound of the bell vibrating became more and more rapid, the blue light in the alley was moving, and the red lantern at the door was bloody red, illuminating a group of bloody ghosts from the alley toward Fangzhai. They rushed over, threw themselves on the table, grabbed the offerings and ate them, and some of them ran out from the Fang family's porch room, and ran to the Mingqian pile to collect the paper money with a grinning grin.
Before using willow leaves to open the yin and yang eyes, everyone in the Fang family didn't know that there were so many ghosts in their house every night close to his body, and some people would cover their hands when they saw ghosts running out of the room they slept in. Spit out.
Su Jinzhi also quickly lowered his eyes, coughed and trembled while holding the ginseng tea, and pretended to be calm with a trembling voice: "After eating the sacrifice and taking the paper money, leave quickly. If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude. "
After hearing Su Jinzhi's words, those wandering souls who snatched sacrifices and ghost money left obediently, and some remained where they were, fearing Su Jinzhi would not dare to go up.
"I don't know how to live or die, Ah Ping, go and beat them." Su Jinzhi's eyes were red with fright, and he even sneered, and said to the servant beside him.
"Yes, third master!" Although the boy, Aping, was good at flattering, he was still kind. He listened to Su Jin's order and was not afraid of those ghosts. He took a willow branch and rushed forward. He was not afraid of ghosts. That's why Su Jinzhi kept him by his side.
Seeing that the servants around Su Jinzhi rushed up to fight the ghost, Fang Boxin repeatedly urged the servants of the Fang family to go up to fight the ghost, only to see the wicker-waving figure flash across the air and land heavily on the ghost. In an instant, she was three inches shorter.
With a howl, he hurriedly threw away the sacrifice in his hand and ran out of the Fangzhai, covering his head.
After a quarter of an hour, those demons and goblins disappeared from the Fang Zhai without a trace.
"Spiritual blue lanterns lead the way, and those who get lost quickly return—" Su Jinzhi asked Aping to light a white paper and blue-flame lantern to walk down that alley, shouting these words as he walked.
Not long after, some people followed A Ping and came back. Looking at their faces, they were the people who disappeared from Fang Zhai. As soon as those people entered the door, they fainted on the ground one after another. Su Jinzhi blew out the lantern and glanced at those people lying on the ground: "Find some rice wine and feed them to drink. They will be fine after a few days of recuperation."
"Thank you, Mr. Su... Thank you, Mr. Su..." Fang Boxin bowed his waist and thanked Su Jinzhi repeatedly.
Su Jinzhi waved his hand and said, "Don't thank me first, the ghost who is the mastermind hasn't been found yet."
Fang Boxin's expression changed: "Ah?!"
"Let's go to the Buddhist hall." Su Jinzhi got up from the wooden chair, "See how Mrs. Fang is doing."
The servants who drove away the wandering ghosts with wicker sticks were now courageous, no longer afraid, and followed Su Jinzhi towards the small Buddhist hall.
Although they had already seen the scene of ghosts dancing in disorder in the hall, they still couldn't help being surprised when they saw the scene of the small Buddhist hall.
Outside the Small Buddha Hall, a female ghost in white was desperately banging on the door of the Small Buddha Hall. Her face was covered with cuts from sharp knives, and blood flowed onto her clothes, almost staining the white clothes red. , she shed blood and tears, opened her mouth to reveal sharp fangs, and kept spitting out chunks of black flesh. When everyone looked carefully, it turned out to be rotten internal organs!
"Mrs. Fang..." The female ghost's crying sound was particularly sharp and frightening, which made people feel chills, "Open the door... Let Binger live in... Madam Fang! Madam Fang!"
In the small Buddhist hall, the sound of wooden fish knocking became faster and faster, and Mrs. Fang's frequency of chanting became more and more rapid. Mrs. Fang can see the pervert following Fang Meizhu, and of course she can see this female ghost. Anyone who can hear such a terrifying female ghost knocking on the door and calling for help every night will not sleep peacefully. No wonder Mrs. Fang's face was pale and it was impossible to step out of the Buddhist hall.
"I've already chanted sutras for you day and night!" Mrs. Fang shouted brokenly, as if she couldn't stand the female ghost's entanglement anymore, "Aren't these enough?"
After hearing what Mrs. Fang said, the female ghost screamed even more terribly: "Not enough! Not enough! You killed me! Scratched my face! Let me expose my corpse and have no place to live in the wild night! I want to live in your house! Let me go in!"
Hearing this, Su Jinzhi understood a little bit. I am afraid that Mrs. Fang killed the female ghost, and the female ghost came back with her. Due to the power of the small Buddhist hall, she dared to harass outside the door. Mrs. Fang recited the Diamond Sutra to ward off evil spirits, but I could only keep the female ghost out of the door, so I had to recite the Great Compassion Mantra to dissolve the grievances on the female ghost, but I didn't expect to attract many wandering spirits. land.
Su Jinzhi's head hurt from her crying, and he coughed twice on purpose.
Hearing Su Jinzhi's voice, the female ghost turned around and was frightened by the yang energy gathered by the crowd behind him, hesitated for a moment and was about to leave. Seeing this, Su Jinzhi directly snatched the willow branch from Aping's hand. With his right foot in front and his left foot behind, he stepped forward step by step, as if walking seven steps on a star star before moving in front of the female ghost. He raised his hand, but he didn't beat the female ghost, but used willow branches to force the female ghost back to the small Buddha hall.
Seeing this, the female ghost threw herself to the left and wanted to escape from the small corridor. Su Jinzhi snorted lightly, untied the copper coin from her wrist, flipped her fingers, and the copper coin turned into a small gossip plate, and the female ghost Fixed firmly on the ground.
Su Jinzhi walked over with lowered eyes, not daring to look at her face, and put his hands behind his back to look like a master: "Willow branches fight ghosts, and you will be a dwarf in the next life. If you haven't killed anyone, I won't beat you—"
"Mr. Su, she's hurting people. She made our Fang family look like this, and even tortured and harassed my wife..." Before Su Jinzhi finished speaking, Fang Boxin said with a trembling voice, "You must not let go!" pass her..."
Hearing the words, the female ghost was shocked, and stared at Fang Boxin with bloody and tearful eyes, with a look of resentment.
Su Jinzhi smiled and said, "Didn't you listen to what she said?"
Fang Boxin paused.
Su Jinzhi said again: "I'm afraid it was your wife who harmed her. She has no place to live, so she chased after her and wanted to turn your house into a private house to live in."
"This, this is impossible..." Fang Boxin took a few steps back, "My wife is devoted to the Buddha, how could it be possible to harm her?"
"Oh?" Su Jinzhi raised his eyebrows, pointed at the female ghost, and looked at Bo Xin below, "Master Fang, take a good look at this woman, do you know her?"
Fang Boxin said: "Her face is like this... how can I recognize it?"
The female ghost laughed and cried when she heard the words, blood and tears fell on the floor tiles: "Fang Lang, it was you who said you wanted to marry me into Fang's house and let me live in Fang's house..."
Fang Boxin looked embarrassed, as if he still couldn't remember who this woman was.
Seeing him like this, Su Jinzhi felt guilty, and took the black altar from the boy, Aping, and drew a gossip on the bottom of the altar, and the female ghost was sucked in. He tied the small copper coin to his wrist again, asked Aping to seal the mouth of the altar with a cinnabar yellow talisman, and then handed the altar to Fang Boxin.
Fang Boxin took the jar tremblingly: "Master Su, this..."
"Hold it steady so you don't fall." Su Jinzhi pointed to the jar and warned, "You heard it too, that female ghost knows you, if you fall, let her out, and she will come to sleep with you at night. "
Fang Boxin's expression turned pale immediately, and he held the jar firmly, not daring to move it.
"Go and ask your wife where she threw her corpses, and find them all for burial." Su Jinzhi walked seven star gang steps, and coughed again without much strength, and his whole body was weak and limp on A Ping. Only by supporting her can she stand firmly, "Let your lady recite scriptures for her for seven to forty-nine days before she can be saved. After dawn, you will find a Taoist priest to invite door gods for your family. Your Fang family will be safe in the future." , but remember to burn more paper money and offer sacrifices for this girl during Qingming."
"Yes yes yes." Fang Boxin agreed repeatedly.
"If Mrs. Fang still wants to chant scriptures in the future, she can recite the Shurangama Mantra." Su Jinzhi glanced at Fang Boxin, shook his head and said, "However, if Master Fang also has a heart for Buddha in the future, Su San recommends you to practice the Bone Bone Monastery."
Fang Boxin looked puzzled: "White Bone Temple?"
Su Jinzhi looked back at the wooden door of the small Buddhist hall that was still closed, shook his head, and said to A Ping, "A Ping, let's go, we're going back."
Everyone in the Fang family gave way one after another, and it turned out that Fang Meizhu, who had been standing on the edge of the crowd for an unknown amount of time, was revealed, and she also stared blankly at the small Buddhist hall.
Su Jinzhi knew that she didn't wipe her face with willow leaves, and she couldn't see anything when she heard a surge of Yang Qi. At most, she could see him running and jumping a few steps like a madman.
However, Su Jinzhi was still held back by her when he passed by her.
She looked at the jar in his father's hand and asked Su Jinzhi: "Third Master... Are there really ghosts in this world?"
"Believe it, or not, ghosts sometimes live in people's hearts." Su Jinzhi smiled at her, and said softly, "However, ghosts and gods are better believed in their existence than in their non-existence. Third Miss, take care."
Fang Meizhu froze on the spot and didn't speak.
Su Jinzhi lowered his eyes and passed her by, he asked No. 1: "I'm pretending to be pretty good, right?"
No. 1 sneered: "Hehe."
Zero whispered: "My lord host... Your seven-star step is the one I took..."
Number one said: "I hope the host can act well when you walk around at night later."
Su Jinzhi hesitated in seconds: "Well, Baby Zero, come and walk again—"
Number Zero screamed: "Ah, Master Host, I'm off work, take care!"
After the screaming, both zero and one disappeared.
Su Jinzhi stood at the gate of Fang's house, looking at the deep and secluded alley of the shady house, his eyes turned red, and he whispered: "Damn..."
"Master..." A Ping approached Su Jinzhi cautiously, "Master, do we really have to walk home at night?"
"Where will I sleep if I don't go?" Su Jinzhi doesn't want to go either, but there is no place for him to sleep in Fang's house. If he keeps his body up all night, he may be able to jump directly to the next world after closing his eyes. .
A Ping also had a bitter face, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, come, get up the sedan chair and take the third master home!"