Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Hearing Wang Xuebin's answer, Uncle Jiu nodded slightly, put down the soup bowl, and continued to explain:

"That's right, all ghosts were originally formed because of attachment, because of attachment, there will be resentment, and because of killing people, there will be hostility.

Therefore, persistence is a prerequisite for the birth of a ghost!

Therefore, you must understand that you cannot believe the words of ghosts.

Anyone who can become a ghost has persistent obsessions.

For ordinary ghosts, their obsession is the foundation of their existence, so as long as the ghost's obsession remains, no matter what you say, they will not change their purpose. Do you understand? "

Hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Xuebin nodded thoughtfully, and then he asked:

"Then what did you mean by persuasion?"

Uncle Jiu couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard this, and said softly:

"Persuasion? This is still a matter of obsession.

Ghosts with obsessions will linger on the human world and refuse to reincarnate, but some ghosts will want to reincarnate after their obsessions are over, but they cannot reincarnate because of the attack of hostility!

The so-called persuasion is actually to see if this ghost's obsession is over, and whether he is willing to give up!

If you are willing to give up, then we will do a ritual to eliminate its hostility, and send it to the underworld to wait for reincarnation.

But for today's ghost, its obsession has blinded its intelligence, don't look at it talking to you, it's just a remnant of its instinct to kill people!

The purpose is to grasp the weakness of your heart, arouse your emotions and desires, and use this to kill people.

For such a ghost, there is no possibility of persuasion, and it is irresponsible to ordinary people to stay one more day, understand? "

"Then how to tell if the ghost's obsession has dissipated?"

Uncle Jiu shook his head slightly when he heard the words, and replied in a deep voice:

"You don't need to distinguish, anyone who makes a move will be killed. Only those ghosts with clear minds and gentle temperaments can consider the matter of salvation!"

"Hey, Uncle Jiu, won't this kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

While stirring the wonton noodles, Sir Lin, who hadn't eaten half a mouthful, heard what Uncle Jiu said, and quickly raised his objection.

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but give Lin sir a blank look, shook his head and said speechlessly:

"First, most of the ghosts have killed people, there is no such thing as innocent!

Second, subjugating demons and catching ghosts is not a child's play. In the moment of fierce confrontation, a person will die in a flash of time. How can there be so much time for you to distinguish?

Furthermore, catching ghosts is not like catching thieves. You can catch the thieves after they run away, but once the ghosts run away, it will be difficult to stop them.

So, Guanlan..."

With that said, Uncle Jiu turned his head to Wang Xuebin again, and seriously warned:

"If you want to persuade the ghost to save it, you can ask it casually, but no matter what his answer is, you must restrain it before talking about other things. If you don't, you may end up dead!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's serious expression, Wang Xuebin nodded earnestly.

"I will be careful!"

Only then did Uncle Jiu show a smile, and said softly:

"Just remember, you have a strong learning ability, and you have many inheritances, I don't worry about your future, the only thing I worry about is your character.

It is a good thing to be kind and sympathetic to the weak, but it is also common for people to be bullied when they are kind.

We can't give up food because of choking, and just annihilate our good nature, but we can't blindly pursue pure goodness, that's not kindness, but stupidity! "

Having said this, Uncle Jiu blushed a little and patted the table excitedly.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin quickly took a cup of tea, handed it to Uncle Jiu with both hands, and said respectfully:

"Don't worry, Uncle Jiu, I will always remember your teachings in my heart!"

After a long time, Uncle Jiu let out a long sigh of relief, looked at the respectful Wang Xuebin, and nodded in relief.

"That's good, I won't be out for a short time, and I will go back after helping my parents with the rites tomorrow.

In the future, if you don't understand something, or if you need help, you can always come to me again! "

"Uncle Ninth, you..."

Before Wang Xuebin finished speaking, Uncle Jiu raised his hand to interrupt, looked at Wang Xuebin, and said with a smile:

"You don't need to persuade me, the two places are not far away, you can come and see me anytime!"

"...All right!"

Seeing Uncle Jiu's firm expression, Wang Xuebin wisely didn't try to persuade him. According to Uncle Jiu's ability, if he wants to get out of the mountain, he definitely doesn't need Wang Xuebin's support.

Uncle Jiu has the ability to subdue demons and catch ghosts, where is the world so big?

He insisted on staying in the fishing village. There must be a reason that Wang Xuebin doesn't know. If he can't find the reason, it's useless to say anything.

"Okay then, then I will trouble Uncle Jiu to worry about it!"

Uncle Jiu smiled slightly when he heard the words, picked up the teacup Wang Xuebin had just handed to him, and took a sip happily, completely ignoring Chen Fayi's sad eyes.

No way, a person who is nearly forty years old and can still use pure yang blood to drive away evil spirits, you can't expect him to understand the mind of a woman who has only met a few times.

Uncle Jiu's moral cultivation is already high if he doesn't dislike Chen Forensic Doctor's burdensomeness.

After all, a woman like this who is so curious, has her own personality, and treats her as an expert is really cumbersome to a man!

Chapter 288 Opening the Tomb (Two in One)

Gloomy dark clouds piled up in the sky, as if everyone's mood.

"Just this place, this is the private house bought for the second elder!"

A group of people dressed in black and holding umbrellas came to the cemetery with solemn expressions.

Wang Xuebin walked in the front carrying the sacrificial objects, followed by Uncle Jiu and A-Lian.

The three of them were not the only ones who came here. Sir Lin, Director Hou and others also followed after receiving the news.

Because of Uncle Nine's relationship, several people have a very good relationship with the second elder, and they are often cared for and favored by the second elder. Knowing that the second elder has passed away, they should come to pay respects.

"Ah Jiu, is it suitable to open the tomb in today's weather?"

Sitting in the wheelchair pushed by Lin Sir, Ma Sir looked up at the sky, feeling a little worried.

The Xiangjiang River in May is not the misty and rainy south of the Yangtze River. On this large island near the sea, there has never been such a thing as misty rain.

Either it's a shower, or a torrential rain, or a typhoon is passing through.

Looking at today's weather, it is obvious that there will be heavy rain. It is hard to say whether it is a good choice to open the tomb today.

"As the saying goes, if you want to be poor, the wind blows the mausoleum, and if you want to be rich, the rain hits the tomb, and the coffin is opened to see the water. The intention is to increase wealth. Don't worry, nothing will happen!"

Even though Uncle Jiu said so, his expression was quite cautious. He checked the almanac, and after today, he would have to wait at least five days for an auspicious time. He really didn't have that much time to delay.

He has been out for a long time, and he is worried that Dongpinggou will not have him in charge.

"Huh! Don't worry, with me here, even if it rains heavily, I can guarantee that no drop of water will enter the cemetery!"

Wang Xuebin looked at the sky, and his face was also a little cautious. He had read all the classics given by Uncle Jiu, so naturally he would not be ignorant of the risk of opening the coffin in a thunderstorm.

But to be honest, ever since he left the police station that day, he felt a sense of urgency in his heart.

He originally thought that the source of this sense of urgency was because of Li Gui, but after eliminating Li Gui yesterday, the sense of urgency in his heart has not disappeared.

It wasn't until he came to the cemetery that he realized that what the sixth sense had warned him was always the grave of the second elder.

He stayed up all night last night, using Maoshan's technique to prepare yellow talismans, ink lines, glutinous rice, wooden swords and other things to deal with zombies all night, in order to prevent accidents that may happen today.

In his mind, if an accident happened, it would mean that the body of the second elder would turn into a zombie.

For Wang Xuebin, tangible things like zombies are much easier to deal with than unconventional enemies like ghosts.

At least martial arts and magic can come in handy, not like a ghost, the power of all skilled methods will be greatly reduced.

"Guanlan, you are the eldest son, you come to burn the first incense stick!"

Uncle Jiu held the compass in his hand, frowned and observed for a while, then took out a box of incense, and placed it on the table prepared earlier.

The so-called Dharma incense is completely different from the grass incense that is burnt in daily offerings to gods or when visiting graves. It is a powerful magic weapon.

Faxiang is made of 22 kinds of special materials such as wormwood, old sandalwood, ambergris, and gold powder, which are processed into incense powder, and then mixed with cockscomb blood, talisman water into ink, and rootless water of Jingzhe to form a fragrant mud.

After half a year of sealed cellar storage and aging, the sharpness and impetuosity of the incense mud faded, and then the incense was twisted by hand.

After becoming incense, it will be enshrined in front of the celestial master for a hundred days to endow it with spirituality before it takes shape.

When this incense is burned, it will summon gods and ghosts, not only that, but this incense also has the effects of calming the mind, calming the soul, and helping the practice, which is absolutely extraordinary.

"Yes!"

Wang Xuebin took a step forward, pulled out three incense sticks, and was about to ignite them, but Unexpectedly, Uncle Jiu stopped them and said:

"Wait, the second elder didn't die without a problem, add another one!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin frowned, turned his head to look at Uncle Jiu, and seeing his firm expression, he took another one.

Faxiang is different from ordinary incense candles. Unless there are special rituals, no matter whether it is worshiping gods or ghosts, there are three sticks.

You must know that Faxiang's yang energy is extremely strong, even if it has been stored in the cellar for half a year, ordinary ghosts and gods can't bear such a blazing yang energy.

Yesterday Uncle Jiu saw five incense sticks in that deserted Taoist temple, which directly awakened the aura that had been eliminated by the years in the Taoist temple.

When they left, although the Taoist temple was still barren, it didn't have the dilapidated feeling of a barren mountain and wild temple at all, but it made people feel a faint majesty.

The power of Faxiang is so extraordinary.

"...Yes!"

Wang Xuebin took out another stick of Dharma incense, calmed down, waved his hand to ignite the flame, lit the Dharma incense, ignored the surprise of the people behind him, stepped forward and bowed.

Even though the two elderly people in front of him were not his biological parents, he still respectfully bowed down.

Since he became the nominal heir of the two elders due to fate, he should fulfill his due responsibilities.

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

The censers used for sacrifices are also particular. Metal censers are mostly used to worship the heavens and gods and Buddhas, while pottery censers are mostly used to worship the earth and ghosts. The two have different shapes and functions.

The incense burner in front of Wang Xuebin is a thing handed 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 20 years ago, someone offered 200 million yuan to buy it, but Wang Laodou flatly rejected it.

Later, this incense burner was almost stolen. If Uncle Jiu's father hadn't happened to bump into it, the incense burner would have been stolen by someone long ago.

"Alian!"

Seeing Wang Xuebin lit the incense, 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 carrying it with great effort.

"Uncle!"

Uncle Jiu looked back, leaned over to open the package, and placed the pens, ink, paper, and knives needed for the practice on the altar one by one.

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

"Uncle, what is this rice for?"

Hearing this, Uncle Jiu raised his head slightly, glanced at the curious A-Lian, and explained while taking things:

"After a person dies, the remaining vitality in the body is collectively called calamity. Generally, the seventh day after a person's death, that is, the first seven days, is the day when the person is in calamity.

However, because the grandpa and grandma suffered violent deaths, there was not only anger in their bodies, but also resentment, so the calamity at this time turned into calamity!

Under the nourishment of calamity, the body will gradually ossify and become a zombie. This is the reason for the birth of zombies.

With the corpse of Yansha, the souls cannot rest in peace and reincarnate. They can only wander on the edge of the underworld, unable to set foot on the bridge of Naihe.

Over time, the soul has long lost its vitality. When we practice, we must not only consider the impact of the corpse on the living, but also the impact on the deceased.

We have removed the evil spirits from the corpse, but the soul is still unable to step on the bridge of Naihe. At this time, we have to prepare a bowl of down-to-earth rice to support the soul and replenish their energy. Only in this way can they have the strength to reincarnate! "

As Uncle Jiu was talking, his hands didn't stop, put the two bowls of rice together, and with one push, one bowl was completely turned upside down on top of the other, forming an upside-down mountain shape.

"Here, this is the last meal!"

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

"Uncle, it's only been a month since grandpa and grandma passed away, so you're going to have to pay the bills?"

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