Every Day One Step Closer To the Manifestation

Among the monks who appeared in the ancestral hall, the leader was a very famous local monk, who was certified by a formal institution and held a post with a certificate.

It is not easy to invite him here, you have to make an appointment long in advance, and you may not be able to invite him if you make an appointment.

Masters at this level have a very tight schedule in their daily practice life.

If it was the past, some clan relatives who knew this eminent monk would definitely be very excited. But now, they have to think more.

This... Do you invite eminent monks to perform rituals?

Will the ancestors be angry?

Or, the ancestors also like the master to chant sutras?

They were worried that their ancestors would have emotions, but they were also curious, would the ancestors appear again?

A little scared, but also quite looking forward to it.

Some clan members felt that children were not suitable for this occasion, so they took the children away to the side hall, but most of the other clan members stayed here, and even went to the toilet in a hurry to rush back, for fear of missing any exciting scenes.

The strange atmosphere in the ancestral hall surprised even the monks themselves.

The atmosphere at the scene is too difficult to understand. Didn't it mean that there are many non-believers in the Feng clan?

Yangchengfeng's family also said that they respect the personal beliefs of the clan members, and not all of them will be present during the Dharma conference. It is estimated that many people will go to the side hall to rest. If any clan members have spoken inappropriately, I ask them to be tolerant and understanding.

But now, there are a lot of clan members present, far exceeding their expectations.

I always feel that it is different from what I said before!

Can't see it, can't figure it out.

To put it an exaggeration, even the flower pots placed next to it are weird.

The monks came in through the front door, passed through the courtyard, and then walked to the Buddhist hall. Along the way, all the clan members present were staring at them, their eyes following closely made them feel strange.

These Feng family members...

Talk about enthusiasm, but also extremely restrained, not much words.

Call it indifference, but it's not like that, the staring eyes very straightforwardly express their inner feelings.

There is anticipation in caution, and there is a bit of anxiety hidden in anticipation.

Here, it should be just an ordinary ancestral hall worship ceremony, not some evil gathering, right?

This Fa conference should go smoothly?

The monks had their own thoughts in their hearts, but their faces were superficially indifferent.

The leading master is indeed an experienced eminent monk, even if he noticed the weirdness here, he was very stable.

According to the appointment, Yang Chengfeng's family invited them to come here to chant scriptures and pray for blessings, which is not much different from the previous business.

Just before the start, there was a temporary change at Fengjia in Yangcheng.

Uncle Feng Yi invited the eminent monk aside and discussed in a low voice.

When the master heard this, he was surprised, but he didn't show it on his face.

Temporary changes, if the monks are unwilling, they can refuse this ceremony.

But after thinking about it, the eminent monk agreed.

Proficiency in business, but with some changes, he led his disciples to start after a little preparation.

Mr. Feng looked at the Buddhist hall, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking. But what is certain is that he is really not in a good mood right now.

The ancestors have been watching over there.

"What are you talking about? Don't you start now?"

"It seems that a temporary change has been made. Alas, it is understandable. If this happens to our ancestral hall..."

"According to the customs here, it should be the kind of prayer scriptures. Inviting monks to recite scriptures in places where ancestors are worshipped is generally to pray for disasters, eliminate ancestors' karma, and protect future generations. But it has changed now, maybe Some other scriptures have been added."

"They are, they are not at peace!"

"Nonsense, who can be calm about this matter? I am not calm even if I am watching the ceremony, let alone themselves!"

"Guess, are these monks going to chant sutras for salvation? Or to ward off evil spirits?"

"What evil? What evil? Where did the evil come from?! How did you talk in front of your ancestors! Disrespectful descendants! When the Fa Conference is over, hurry up and give a few kowtows to the clan elders!"

The clan members were discussing, and when they were ready, the Dharma conference would also start, and the discussion was quieted down.

People chatting on mobile phones stopped looking at their phones at this time, and all stared in front of them, with expressions of nervousness and anticipation.

In fact, they themselves are not sure what they are expecting, expecting calm? Or are you looking forward to the strange reappearance of the turmoil?

Someone took a look and adjusted the phone camera, planning to record the whole process.

I didn't record it just now, so I'll try to see if I can get some surprises this time. It doesn't matter if you can't record it, but what if?

There are also people who have switched their mobile phones to the dial page. If something extraordinary and force majeure has happened, they must call the police in time!

Uncle Feng Yi had already retreated to one side at this time, and quietly wiped the sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, the master agreed, otherwise this situation would be difficult to clean up.

After the revision, the scriptures to be recited are not only one scripture, but several scriptures, praying for success in career, relieving blood and light disasters, breaking evil spirits and obstacles, and so on.

With the percussion of the magic weapon, all the noise stopped temporarily.

The low voice of the monks chanting scriptures resounded in the ancestral hall.

When I first listened to it, I felt it was deep, full and wide, but when I listened closely, I felt it was powerful.

Like the blazing winter sun gradually hanging high, the coolness in my heart was dispelled.

Some turbulent mood, settle down.

Most of the clan members have the same thought in their minds—as expected of an eminent monk, the recitation is full of artistic conception!

Feng Yi, who was standing in the clan group, had similar thoughts at this time, but besides thinking it sounded good, Feng Yi always felt that these scriptures sounded familiar.

Feng Yi himself didn't listen to these before, and he didn't go to the temple to listen to the monks' chanting.

These chanting sounds seem to awaken memories from a long time ago. It doesn't have to be the same scriptures, just similar to his feelings.

That is not Feng Yi's own, but the memory passed down in the ancestral DNA. Not clear, that kind of vague feeling.

I don't know which ancestor, or which ancestors, heard the monks read the scriptures.

With a thought, Feng Yi closed his eyes to prevent the change in his eyes from being noticed by others.

At this time, not everyone in the clan team can accept chanting. For example, Fengcheng came to Yangcheng from the other side of the continental plate. Apart from helping his father to sign in, he was also thinking about the headquarters of the ancestor factory.

During this ancestor worship ceremony, he stood at the end of the line throughout the whole process, so that he could fish easily. Most of the time I was swiping my phone, looking at the latest developments of the ancestor factory, and I was impatient to watch the ancestor worship ceremony. He doesn't believe in religion, and he doesn't feel the sound of chanting.

As for the accident that happened when Feng Yi went to incense, he only thought it was a coincidence that happened to be a coincidence, and others made a fuss over a molehill.

Glancing at the time from time to time, he complained in his heart: Why did I come all the way to attend this **** ancestor worship ceremony!

In the spacious courtyard, bright sunlight shines on the earth, and the sun is already high at this time.

Although the clan members who watched the ceremony did not enter the Buddhist hall, they were all under the eaves and did not need to feel the heat of the sun.

However, Feng Cheng, who swiped his phone with his head down, still felt irritable, and thought about leaving first, going to the side hall to rest for a while and then retreat.

Just as he was about to move his feet, he saw something strange in his eyes.

He saw that the large shadows gradually blocked the sunlight in the courtyard from the outside to the inside!

It's like a giant is approaching in the sky!

look up.

Above, at some point, a large cloud cluster formed, blocking the sunlight above the ancestral hall.

windy.

The wind was not strong.

The slow breeze seems to carry a little water vapor, and also brings a trace of coolness, sweeping over people's skin.

The people present suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

At the front of the ceremony viewing team, a seven or eight-year-old girl puts one hand in her pocket, holding the newly received zodiac sign to spend money, while the other tightly holds her father's hand.

The middle-aged man with a ferocious face turned his little daughter to protect him, with a rare expression of confusion and vigilance on his face.

The intuition developed through so many years of hard work has a stronger perception of changes around the body.

At that moment, the hairs all over his body were about to explode, but he felt strangely that it was not dangerous.

But why?

In another part of the ceremony-watching line, a clan member chattered his teeth and made a rattling sound, and he tugged at another clan member beside him.

"What are you doing?" the man asked.

"I think something has brushed against my feet!" His voice was trembling, but he didn't dare to look down, motioning for the other party to take a look.

The man looked down cautiously, and showed a relaxed look.

"It's a blade of grass, blown in from outside."

I don't know if it was brought in by the gust of wind before, or it was blown in by the wind now.

Hearing that it was Ye Zi, the timid clan finally dared to read it. Kicking the blade of grass aside, he breathed a long sigh of relief and touched his chest again.

My heart beat a little fast, I was scared.

He touched the back of his neck again. In addition to the erected hairs, there are also beads of sweat.

The other clan members were not much better.

The wind blowing is obviously not cold, but it makes people feel a sense of trembling from the bottom of their hearts. Feeling strange, I couldn't help but say a few words to the people around me to relieve the strange fear in my heart.

"You still say that this is not a cloudy wind? Is this produced by the 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 the current atmosphere! It is said that most of the ancestor worship ceremonies are during the daytime, and the yang energy is more abundant during the daytime, but how to explain it now?"

"Uh... If it's at night, maybe it's more than that?"

Superstitious people, at this time, they have already decided that the Feng Shui of this place is not good!

The ancestors appeared again!

The ancestors will be angry!

No, I'm already angry!

This, this, this...

Offering incense, burning paper and reciting Buddhist scriptures can't calm down the anger!

Some religious believers knelt down directly towards the Buddhist hall, worshiped devoutly, and then moved in another direction after the worship, and kowtowed towards the place where the ancestors were located on the other side of the incense hall, and they did not know what to say.

In the Buddhist hall, the candle flames danced.

A monk sitting at the back, his robe was blown.

He was relatively young, and his concentration was not strong enough. He felt that something was wrong, and his voice of chanting sutras paused.

But seeing the performance of his master and senior brothers, he quickly put aside his miscellaneous thoughts, closed his eyebrows and closed his eyes, calmed down, and continued to chant sutras.

They have undergone professional practice, and their professional ability is famous in Yangcheng and even the whole province, so they can't smash the name of their own masters!

Moreover, Feng's family pays a lot of money, so they can't make mistakes at this time!

The Sanskrit sound is as calm as before.

The breeze is not disturbing.

But the thickening clouds in the sky, the obviously gloomy light, the cool breeze, and the inexplicable fear from the bottom of my heart...

Not to mention the clan members who were watching the ceremony, even the Yangcheng Feng family felt the pressure.

I even doubt whether the old man's choice is correct?

Isn't the Feng Shui here really bad?

Standing inconspicuously among the clan group, Feng Yi had a very mysterious feeling at this moment.

He is also familiar with this feeling.

Every time a certain memory hidden in DNA is opened, it will be in this state. Before encountering it, he didn't know what else was hidden in the DNA, and he wouldn't know until it was unraveled.

To Feng Yi's ears, these chanting sounds are really pleasant. It has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind.

It seems that a long time ago, someone sang... cough, chanted sutras.

Under the Sanskrit sound, even the newly built ancestral halls and houses have more ancient meanings.

After all, it is just a memory of Mohu, not even a picture, just a bit of auditory memory, not long. After being triggered by external factors, it will be opened. In the process of opening, energy substances will inevitably be mobilized to catalyze.

In this way, local weather changes also appear.

After the memory is accepted, the energy mobilization stops, and everything gradually slows down.

The phone vibrates for a new message.

Feng Yi has escaped from the mysterious state just now, his eyes are slightly opened, and they will not fully open until Tong Kong recovers.

Unlocked the phone, checked the message, it was sent by Feng Chi.

Feng Chi wanted to share with others the wonderful feeling of witnessing all this.

Feng Chi: 【Brother, what do you think at this moment? 】

Feng Yi: [My DNA has moved]

Feng Chi: [? ? ? 】

Originally, Feng Chi wanted to discuss the ancestral apparition with Feng Yi, but when he saw Feng Yi's reply, he was shocked, his typing fingers trembled—

Feng Chi: [Brother, don't be overwhelmed! There are still many things worth remembering in the world of mortals!

! 】

Feng Yi: […]

Feng Yi: [I have no idea of ​​becoming a monk]

Feng Chi: [Then why is your DNA messing around? 】

Feng Yi: [I just feel destined, a sense of familiarity. 】

Feng Chi: [They are all "destined"! You also said you didn't have that idea! 】

Feng Chi can't remember the matter of his ancestor's appearance at all now, he just wants to make Feng Yi change his mind.

The cool breeze blowing into the ancestral hall stopped.

The clouds that blocked the sun gradually moved away and dissipated.

The weird and frightening pressure that enveloped the entire ancestral hall also dissipated.

In the Buddhist hall. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

The master sitting cross-legged at the front, after chanting sutras, stared 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 hard and fast rules for worshiping Buddha statues in the homes of believers. Generally, they choose the ones they like and have a predestined relationship.

But now, the master feels that this Buddha statue may not be suitable for this place.

After chanting, the moment he looked at the Buddha statue, he didn't see much of the Buddha statue in his eyes, but thought of the painting presented by a pilgrim that he had seen in the Zen room of the temple before.

That painting was drawn by Xiangke referring to some legends, adding Xiangke's own imagination, and adding some artistic processing.

In the painting, under the bodhi tree, the Buddha sits in meditation.

Behind the Buddha, there is a huge, snake-like body standing upright.