Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

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Once this incense is burned, it calls the gods and gods to come, and not only that, this incense also has the effect of concentrating the mind and calming the mind, calming the soul and resting the soul, and helping practice, which is absolutely extraordinary.

"yes!"

Wang Xuebin took a step forward, pulled out three magic incense sticks, and was about to ignite it, but Uncle Jiu spoke and stopped him:

"Wait, the two elders did not die without success, add another one!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin also frowned, turned to look at Uncle Jiu, and saw that he looked firm, he took another one.

Dharma incense is different from ordinary incense and candles. Unless it is a special ritual, there are three points, whether it is to respect gods or ghosts.

You should know that the yang energy of Dharma fragrance is extremely strong. Even if the sharp energy is removed after half a year of storage, ordinary ghosts and gods cannot withstand such fierce yang energy.

Yesterday, Uncle Jiu pointed out the five Dharma incenses in the abandoned Taoist temple, which directly awakened the aura that the Taoist temple had been eliminated by time.

Until they left, although the Taoist temple was still deserted, it had no sense of dilapidation in the wilderness of the wilderness temple at all, but instead made people feel a faint majesty.

The power of the Dharma fragrance is so extraordinary.

"...yes!"

Wang Xuebin pulled out another incense of Dharma, calmed down, waved his hand and lit the incense of flames, and lit the incense of Dharma. Regardless of the surprise of everyone behind him, he stepped forward and bowed.

Although the two old men in front of him were not their biological parents, he still worshipped respectfully.

Since he became the nominal offspring of the two elders because of fate, he should fulfill his responsibilities.

After worshiping for three respectfully, he gently inserted the incense into the pottery incense burner.

There are also some special considerations for incense burners used for sacrifices. Incense burners with metal texture are mostly used to worship the sky, gods and Buddhas, and incense burners made of ceramics are mostly used to worship the ground and ghosts. The two have different shapes and functions.

The incense burner in front of Wang Xuebin is something passed down by the Wang family. It has been passed down for more than a hundred years. Although it is ordinary in shape, it is quite spiritual.

It is said that twenty years ago, someone paid two million to buy it, but Wang Laodou simply refused.

Later, the incense burner was almost stolen. If Uncle Ninth's father hadn't happened to run into it, the incense burner would have been stolen by someone.

"A Lian!"

Seeing that Wang Xuebin lit the Faxiang, Uncle Jiu raised his hand and called A Lian.

Seeing this, A Lian quickly took Uncle Jiu's package from Sir Lin and walked forward with difficulty.

"Uncle!"

Uncle Jiu looked back and leaned over to open the package, and placed the pen, ink, paper and knife needed for the preparation one by one on the altar.

He took out a food box from the bag, which contained four bowls of steamed rice and a bottle of high-alcohol liquor.

"Uncle, what is this rice for?"

Uncle Jiu raised his head slightly when he heard this, glanced at the curious A Lian, and explained while holding the things:

"After a person dies, the remaining vitality in his body is collectively called disaster. Generally, on the seventh day after a person dies, that is, the first seventh day, it is the day when this person suffers disaster.

However, because of the sudden death of grandparents, they not only contain a sense of anger, but also a sense of resentment. Then the disaster at this time will become a disaster!

Under the nourishment of evil and evil, the body will gradually become rigid and become a zombie. This is why zombies are born.

With the corpse of the evil spirit, the soul cannot rest and reincarnate. They can only linger on the edge of the underworld and cannot step onto the Naihe Bridge.

Over the years, the soul has long lost its energy. When we do it, we should not only consider the impact of the corpse on the living, but also the impact on the deceased.

We have eliminated the evil of the corpse, but the soul is still unable to step onto the Naihe Bridge. At this time, we must prepare a bowl of rice to offer it to the soul and replenish their energy. Only in this way can they have the strength to reincarnate!"

Uncle Jiu said, and his hands kept holding two bowls of rice together. One bowl was pressed upside down on the other bowl of rice, forming a shape of a mountain.

"Here, this is the first meal!"

A pair of chopsticks were inserted straight into the rice, carefully placed on the altar, and turned around and started another bowl.

"Uncle, grandma, it's just a month since he passed away, so he's going to have to make a living?"

Hearing A Lian's crisp voice, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile:

"Silly girl, one day in the sky, one year in the world, one day in the world, and one year in the underworld. We only have more than thirty days here, but more than thirty years have passed underground. Do you think you want to put it on?"

Looking at A Lian who was suddenly enlightened, Lin Sir couldn't help swallowing.

Forensic Chen didn't dare to think about it anymore, and now he was thinking about Uncle Jiu's niece again.

When he came here to arrest Wang Xuebin, he focused on Wang Xuebin. Later, because of Ma Sir, he did not notice this beautiful woman.

Until today when he met again, he realized that this girl was so pure and lovely. If he had seen this girl earlier, he would have long regarded Uncle Ninth as his father. How could he have had a conflict with them?

Alas! I wish I had met too late!

"Uncle, then what is this wine used for? Grandpa and grandma are drinking?"

A Lian's crisp voice sounded again, and Uncle Jiu shook his head and said:

"This is not for drinking, it is for rituals!"

As he said that, Uncle Jiu folded the three wine glasses, two on top and one on top, and then carefully poured the white wine into the wine glass on top.

After the wine glasses on the high ground were full, Uncle Jiu continued to stop. The liquid slowly overflowed from the wine glass above and flowed into the two wine glasses below. Until all the three wine glasses were filled, Uncle Jiu stopped.

After pouring the wine, Uncle Jiu handed the bottle to A Lian and said in a deep voice:

"I'm going to start the practice. If you have any questions, I'll ask you after I finish the practice. Don't speak out, understand if you understand!"

"I understand, uncle!"

As A Lian said, she also gestured to zip the zipper on her mouth, her movements were youthful and playful, and Lin Sir felt itchy when she saw it.

"Um..."

Uncle Jiu saw A Lian's movements and nodded slightly, then turned to look at the others, immediately noticed Lin Sir's expression, his expression moved, his face smelled, and he took a half step forward, blocking his sight.

"I said you guys, did you hear it!"

Lin Sir, who had reacted, didn't care what Uncle Jiu just said, and quickly responded loudly:

"I understand Uncle!"

"What did you call me!"

Hearing Lin Sir's name, Uncle Jiu's face suddenly turned up and took two steps forward and stared at Lin Sir fiercely.

Lin Sir, who reacted, was stunned when he saw this, looked up and cried, and looked at Uncle Jiu begging for mercy:

"I...I'm unintentional..."

Uncle Jiu glared at Lin Sir again after hearing this. If it weren't for the wrong time, he would have beaten the Lin man's surname.

"Where are you? Do you understand?"

When the others saw Uncle Jiu's face, they were unwilling to touch this bad head, so they nodded to show that they understood.

"Guanlan, I'm ready to make a plan!"

Wang Xuebin took a deep breath after hearing this, slowly exhaled, stabilized his mind, and said in a deep voice:

"Uncle Jiu, I'm ready!"

"Okay, prepare to open the hall!"

Uncle Jiu put on his robes, put on a golden crown, held three incense sticks, pointed his sword in his hand, lit it out of thin air, and sang slowly:

"The Tao is learned from the heart, the false incense is passed on, the incense is burning the jade furnace, the heart is kept in front of the emperor, the true spirit is looking down, the immortal sword comes to the Xuan, and the ministers are ordered to report to the emperor, and it reaches nine heavens.

Above the nine heavens, it is called Daluo, the jade capital and golden palace, with overwhelming clouds, and there is the Emperor of Heaven, who is kind and kind. The Supreme Way is invincible, and the demons are subdued..."

Uncle Jiu recited the incense mantra and stepped on Taiyi. A breeze gradually blew in the cemetery.

Everyone behind him caught the strange phenomenon and couldn't help but take a few steps back. Only Wang Xuebin, Ma Sir and Supervisor Hou were used to it, without any movement.

The more uncle Jiu did his best, the more serious his expression became. In the end, his brows were frowned.

"...The tenth perfection, all virtues are all over the body, and the infinite salvation of life and death."

After reciting the mantra, Uncle Jiu's face was as dark as ink, but he still stood like a peak and did not move.

"Guanlan, hair!"

Wang Xuebin understood what Uncle Jiu meant, cut off a strand of hair from his head and carefully handed it to Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu took his hair, his fingers stumbled, and his hair instantly turned into ashes. Then he reached out and threw it, and his hair was thrown into an inkstone with no mistake.

The inkstone was cross-mounted by three vertical chopsticks, and it contained toner refined by Uncle Jiu.

"disease!"

Uncle Jiu pointed his sword again and pointed at the three glasses of wine he had just poured.

Three wine glasses boiled instantly, and the wine remained along the outer wall of the cup and spread on the table. They slowly climbed up three standing chopsticks, soaking the toner that had been grayed out of Wang Xuebin.

Uncle Jiu held the talisman pen in his hand and summoned a piece of cut yellow paper, dipped it lightly ink, recited the true secrets on his mouth, and focused his mind and put the pen down.

"A world moves, the three purity above leads to the soul below;

Two ancestor swords, please move the Yin God and mobilize Yin soldiers;

If you avoid the evil three strokes, why dare to see the evil spirit?

The sky is round and the place is full, the law is nine chapters, my order is written, and all ghosts are hidden..."

The heart is beautiful, the pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger, but the talismans on the table have no intention of being blown up by the wind.

As the saying goes, a word is worth a thousand gold, and a word is worth a thousand pounds. Once the talisman pen falls, it is never easy.

"Yuanshi's town is open to all spirits, Yuedu's true officials, the land is the only spirit, the left and right, the right and right, do not be surprised, dedicate to the right path, clarify the inside and outside, set up the directions, guard the altar, the Supreme Lord has the destiny, search for evil spirits, protect the Dharma God King, defend and recite scriptures, convert to the great way, Yuan Henry Zhen!"

The sound falls! The pen stops!

An Antu Divine Talisman was formed.

"Guanlan, open the tomb!"

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin nodded seriously and did not ask others for help. Instead, he took a step forward, folded his hands and turned his palms forward.

"open!"

The palms rotated outward at the same time, and a roar came from the tomb.

Accompanied by the roar, the scene of the earth and stone cracking outside the tomb made of bricks and stones.

The two golden nanmu coffins seemed to be lifted out of the soil by a pair of big hands, which made everyone stunned.

Everyone was concerned about the grand scene beyond their perception, but Wang Xuebin and Uncle Jiu stared at the two coffins seriously, and couldn't help but feel angry.

"Guanlan, are you sure you remember correctly!"

"Uncle Jiu, how could I remember such a big thing wrong?"

"Things are in trouble..."

Wang Xuebin narrowed his eyes, stared at the two coffins, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Ha! I want to see who is so bold and dares to plot against the two elders!"

Uncle Jiu shook his head slightly when he heard this and said in a deep voice:

"There is no trace of water, and there is no flaw. If you hadn't opened the tomb today, you and my uncle would have not discovered this matter!"

"Uncle? What's wrong?"

When A Lian saw the expressions of the two, she felt timid in her heart. She couldn't help but grab Uncle A's cuff and shake it gently.

But Uncle Jiu and Wang Xuebin had no intention of coaxing her, and they still frowned and stared at the coffin.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

The raindrops as big as beans fell, and a trace of water was smashed on A Lian's face. Wang Xuebin turned his head and saw that he didn't say anything. With a wave of his hand, the two coffins exploded instantly.

I saw that the two coffins were empty, and the bones of the two elders disappeared.

The body is gone!

PS: I have a car today and I will take the elderly to the hospital to shoot a movie tomorrow. The elderly want to go back to their hometown, but I can't stop them. If the elderly recover well tomorrow, they may have to go back to their hometown and send them back. So I don't know if they can update on time tomorrow. I'm really sorry! (less than 200 words, no charge!)