Guanzhong Tomb Robbery Notes

Chapter 422: I'd rather sleep in a grave than in a deserted temple, Ghost Immortal

I squinted my eyes and looked at the head of the statue.

Because of my position, I could only see the side of the statue.

And the old man Qin who was sitting next to the statue's head and smoking his pipe.

Uncle Zheng just said that Old Man Qin is a fortune teller.

As a fortune teller, how could he not notice the abnormality in the statue's head?

Or.

The abnormality in the statue's head means he is secretly doing something wrong?

However, even if Old Man Qin wanted to do something bad.

There's no need to target me...

Ok.

Huang Ziran's statement that Tai Sui was targeting me.

I don't quite believe it.

Because before coming here, I didn’t even know what Jiazi Tai Sui looked like.

I have never said or done anything disrespectful to Jiazi Tai Sui.

How could they target me when we have no grudge against each other?

It can only be that someone is secretly doing something wrong!

I pondered and said perfunctorily: "Don't scare me."

"I was so scared by your test yesterday that my heart is still pounding."

Huang Ziran shook his head slightly.

He said slowly with a serious expression: "I'm not trying to scare you."

"Have you ever heard that it's better to sleep in a grave than in a deserted temple?"

I actually heard Tuo Ye say this.

It is said that this is the experience summarized by people in the world.

On the one hand, sleeping in a cemetery can test people's hearts.

When people from the underworld speak to each other face to face, they can be very heroic and full of loyalty.

It's hard to say what's going on behind the scenes.

The crosstalk artist Lao Guo once said: There are people behind the capable people.

Those who are jealous and do bad things behind someone's back are most likely colleagues.

Therefore, when people go out together, after passing their accommodation, they often choose to sleep in a cemetery.

This is to test the hearts of colleagues.

People who have something to hide or feel guilty often dare not sleep in a cemetery.

The second reason is that people in the underworld think that even if there are ghosts in the cemetery, they are only lonely ghosts.

As long as you act uprightly and walk the right path.

Three yang fires on your body can keep ghosts away.

Temples are different.

The temple welcomes people during the day but ghosts at night.

In the big temples, eminent monks chant scriptures day and night, and the statues of gods have been consecrated and blessed through various rituals, so they may be able to calm the gods.

The deserted temple is completely different.

There may not even be a legitimate monk or Taoist priest inside.

At night, it becomes a paradise for wronged souls and evil spirits.

Well, don't think this is nonsense.

I once saw monks pasting a piece of yellow paper at the door of the Ksitigarbha Hall in Wolong Temple in Xi'an.

It was written on the yellow paper: Souls of the deceased who come to visit late at night please go to the Ksitigarbha Hall on your own and do not disturb the monks on duty.

This shows that the temple is not peaceful at night.

Another thing is that mountain spirits, wild monsters, lonely souls and evil spirits may occupy the deserted temple.

A place occupied by wild goblins and monsters becomes a wild temple.

A place occupied by lonely ghosts and evil spirits becomes a ghost temple.

Both types of temples have one thing in common.

Then it is very effective to make wishes about wine, sex, money and power.

But don’t think that effectiveness is a good thing.

When the wish comes true, the person who made the wish has already unknowingly incurred a dark debt.

After a very short time, one will use his luck and life span to repay his debt to the underworld.

3. In the past, robbers liked to stay overnight in deserted temples.

If a street performer encounters a robber who kills people without blinking an eye, he will only be killed.

Combining these two reasons, we have the saying "It is better to sleep on a grave than in a deserted temple".

I nodded as I recalled what Grandpa Tuo had said.

Thinking that Huang Ziran's words were directed at Old Man Qin,

as predicted.

Then Huang Ziran continued, "Old Man Qin is a golden point."

"Judging from his age, he's a seasoned warrior."

"Could he not understand that it's better to sleep in a grave than in a deserted temple?"

"But he chose this dilapidated temple in the wilderness as the gathering place..."

Huang Ziran suddenly pulled over Uncle Zheng, who was listening attentively.

He asked softly, "What's the background of Old Man Qin?"

Uncle Zheng hastened to explain, "About thirty years ago, he was the priest of this temple."

“There were only two people in the temple at the time.”

"One is him, and the other is his master."

"In order to make the temple more prosperous, Old Man Qin entered the underworld."

"Set up fortune-telling stalls at temple fairs and markets around here."

"With his exquisite Jiang Xiang style of cooking, he sells the dishes lightly and loudly, which has won him many followers."

"As a result, the temple became more and more popular."

"About ten years ago, monks and Taoists were asked to return to secular life and work on the farm. He left the temple and settled in a nearby village."

"But he's not good at farm work and can't earn any work points."

"When the village settled its accounts at the end of the year, it turned out that it still owed the village a lot of money..."

In the past, people in rural areas ate from a big pot, and the village would settle accounts together at the end of the year.

The cost of eating from the same pot should be evenly distributed among each family.

Then use the work points earned by each family to offset the deduction.

Families that earn a lot of work points can still have a surplus of ten to several dozen yuan after deductions.

Families that have too few work points to offset the deduction owe the village collective money.

You have to write an IOU to the village and repay it when you have surplus money in the future.

At that time, few of the street performers who returned to their hometowns to farm could manage farm work well.

Therefore, most of the work points earned are not enough to offset the deduction.

This gave rise to the practice of performing privately from village to village.

Huang Ziran's eyes widened.

He lowered his right index finger and pointed hard at the ground.

He swallowed his saliva and said, "You said this temple originally belonged to him?"

Uncle Zheng nodded: "I heard my grandfather say that before."

"This temple was built in the late Qing Dynasty and has been passed down from the Qin family."

"His so-called master is actually his father."

"It's just that due to Buddhist rules, ever since the time of Old Man Qin's great-grandfather who built the temple, fathers and sons have been calling each other master and disciple."

"It turns out that we found abandoned babies at the temple gate."

"With compassion, he raised the baby and took him in as his disciple."

The secrets of the Qin family's master, apprentice, and father and son left me stunned.

I didn't expect it could be played like this.

What is even more unexpected is that decades later some people are even more extravagant than this.

Huang Ziran murmured thoughtfully: "No wonder, no wonder."

"This temple, which has been passed down through generations of the Qin family, is not simple."

"Old Man Qin is even more extraordinary!"

"Old Zheng, are we staying in this temple tonight?"

Uncle Zheng scratched his head and said, "According to the old rules, we should set off when it gets dark."

"Hurry up and leave at night to avoid being reported by nosy people."

"Now that most people have arrived and the sun is about to set, we should set off according to the rules."

Huang Ziran breathed a sigh of relief: "Just leave tonight."

"If I really stay in this temple for one night, God knows what will happen."

Hearing him say that, my curiosity grew even more.

I couldn't help but ask, "What did you figure out?"

"Is it really a big deal that I'm being targeted by Tai Sui?"

"This one……"

Huang Ziran was a little unsure: "The broken head of Jiazi Tai Sui should be attached to the immortal supported by his Qin family."

"The one targeting you is not Tai Sui, but Xian'er."

"Fox yellow, white, willow gray?" I immediately thought of the Northeastern shaman.

Among the immortals worshipped, the most famous are the five major immortals: Fox, Yellow, White, Willow and Gray.

But this is the Northwest!

Although there are also fortune-tellers and shamans in the northwest who summon gods and spirits to possess people.

But the method is different from that of the Northeastern shamans.

So I suddenly realized that I was wrong.

Huang Ziran waved his hand gently: "It's not a demon fairy like Fox, Huang, Bai, Liu, or Hui."

"But..."

He glanced at the look like a head.

Two words floated out from his mouth: "Ghost Immortal!!!"