Group 6 of Xizhou, Yuanding City, Nanfeng District, Jiejiao Town, Kanshan Village.

A family is preparing for a funeral.

Although it is a village, a cement road has been built, a two-meter-5-meter-wide road extending from the country road. It is like a jade belt in the sun, leading to the family next to the bamboo forest, allowing their cars to drive directly to the door.

There are even more cars coming and going today than during the Chinese New Year.

Some distant relatives no longer live in the village, or even no longer live in the city, and work in the provincial capital and even other provinces. They have also rushed back today. Their faces make the young people in charge of the reception feel strange.

Maybe for them, if they come this time, they will never come again in their lives, so they have to come this time even if they travel thousands of miles...

In a few years, their descendants will be strangers.

This is the last affection.

The young people in charge of the reception tried hard to identify the arrival of relatives, so they were embarrassed, but there was no way. Some elders had too far apart, and maybe they had only met them once or twice at a young age, so they had to follow the customs. Every time they came, they would bow and salute, and would not say anything else.

The elders stood at the doorstep and waited.

According to the traditional customs of the country, you need to invite a monk to hold a funeral. If you believe in the Tao, you invite him from nearby Taoist temples. If you believe in Buddhism, you invite him from nearby Buddhist temples. If you don’t believe in it, you usually follow the regional customs. Most people invite him. In modern times, there are many people who don’t invite him.

The old man took the Taoist refuge certificate and had to ask the Taoist sect master to do it, but there were other people nearby who passed away and could not be busy in the temple.

After contacting left and right, constantly asking the viewer to finally find a mage.

It's noon at sunset.

Two figures appeared at the end of the white jade-like cement road. When I got closer, I realized that they were two Taoist priests, one old and one young. The old Taoist priest had kind eyes, and the young Taoist priest was only in his early twenties with beautiful eyes and walked along the cement road.

The little Taoist priest asked in confusion: "Master, shouldn't we go back to Yujing? Why did we suddenly come here to do rituals?"

"Because someone asks for it."

"But we bought all the tickets."

"You remember."

The old Taoist priest patiently told him: "We are Taoist priests, so Taoist priests should go out to do rituals. As long as someone nearby finds us, they cannot easily refuse unless they really can't go."

The old Taoist priest looked up at the host who was coming ahead, paused: "In this world, there are few things that are bigger than dead..."

"oh."

"But you have to remember one thing, at the ritual scene, you will see all kinds of life." The old Taoist priest paused, "Maybe there are descendants who laughed, and maybe there are descendants who show no respect for the ritual. This does not mean that they are not sad. Even if they are really not sad, it does not mean that they are not filial. Even if they are really unfilial, don't make any comments. Be a silent spectator, experience these things carefully, and try to think about the reasons."

“What do you understand?”

"I can't tell you, you can only experience it yourself. This is your own business. Everything you can understand is your gain, and everything I tell you is just my answer." The old Taoist priest's voice was steady and gentle, "Let's see, you are a person with a delicate heart, and other people's tips will only become a limit on you and narrow your sky."

"Disciples receive teachings."

The owner has come to meet him.

The little Taoist priest watched silently from the side, watching them talk politely, and then followed the master and the master into the bamboo forest.

Bamboo is a good thing. It can be used to weave farm utensils, cook firewood, dig bamboo shoots to eat, grow fast, and don't worry. Bamboo is planted next to almost every household in Xizhou.

The mage arrived, and after discussion, the process was decided, and the funeral began soon.

According to the master's arrangement, the little Taoist priest first removed the soul residues on the dead and allowed him to return to the origin of the world naturally, and then recited the scriptures again.

There is no saying of reincarnation in this world, and naturally there is no concept of rebirth. Although the content of the scriptures also contains personal information such as the name, origin, birth date and eight characters of the deceased, the meaning is only to report to the Heavenly Lord and tell him that one of his believers has passed away so that the deceased can feel at ease.

In fact, most of the Heavenly Lord can't hear it either.

This is just a ritual, a process, and the last thing a person has in his life.

It should make it look more solemn.

The little Taoist priest closed his eyes and recited scriptures while carefully sensing the surroundings.

When I heard someone talking, I was polite and greeting each other.

I heard someone’s laughter and said that I had been no see for a long time.

I heard someone crying, and it was so fake. After the guests finished scenting, the crying immediately ended.

I heard a child playing games.

I heard the young people kneeling in front of the mourning hall whispering.

I heard the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo forest.

The little Taoist priest was silent and thought carefully.

If he heard someone else’s words, or saw similar descriptions on some paper or electronic carriers, he might be despised by these people’s unfilial piety, but when he saw them with his own eyes, he didn’t think so.

Because my feelings about these people are more realistic.

These people are just ordinary people.

It's evening.

The owner arranged a room for them to rest, and downstairs were several juniors watching. Fortunately, it was summer now and it was not cold.

The little Taoist priest sat cross-legged on the bed, still closing his eyes.

There were four people watching the night downstairs, all of whom were young in their twenties and thirties. In fact, it was enough to watch the night alone. Staying up all night is not a good thing, but they still insisted on keeping it. Interestingly, they were the ones who laughed during the day and didn't care about it.

The master is right.

Maybe there are descendants who laugh, but it does not mean that they are not sad, and not all sadness must be expressed in front of the whole world.

Maybe there are descendants who are really not sad, but it does not mean that they are unfilial. Maybe they just regard death very lightly, and instead of sadness, regret.

Perhaps later generations do not respect the rituals, but this does not mean that they do not respect the old man. Perhaps what they do not respect is just this cumbersome procedure, and this is a traditional custom that requires torture future generations.

Maybe future generations are really unfilial and do not respect the elderly, but don’t kill a person by just one thing.

People are very complicated.

The little Taoist priest was very calm in his heart.

This is not the practice of Taoism.

It is the practice of the secret sect.

In addition to the Taoist practice system, the little Taoist priest also practiced certain Buddhist theories. In addition, he also possessed some secret sect talents.

Taoist and Buddhism have the same origin. They have been learning from each other from ancient times to the present, but in ancient times they learned less, mostly rough external things. For example, Taoist practitioners began to work in depth with the central court, and soon after, Buddhism also learned the same thing. For example, Buddhism referred to the feedback from pilgrims and streamlined the ritual process, and Taoist simplified it. For example, Taoist sect began to implement the policy of free incense gifts, and Buddhism also learned it.

In modern times, the two have become more interconnected.

First of all, the opening of national policies, I hope everyone will no longer cherish themselves. Taoist sects and Buddhism are the first to respond, but they only hand over the core practice concepts and some supporting introductory practice techniques. Decades ago, the royal family came forward to guarantee and coordinate, and selected a few disciples from the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism who met the requirements of the two systems at the same time to practice the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism together. I heard that the above is planning to find a way to combine the two systems in a hundred years.

The little Taoist priest is one of them.

As for the secret sect system, it was purely accidental

He happened to have a little talent in the Secret Sect and was found by the people of the Secret Sect, but his talent was very poor in it.

Not to mention other mysterious requirements, just by character, he is not the material for cultivating the secret sect system.

I heard that those who practice the secret sect must be indifferent and transcendent, and they cannot do so.

Fortunately, some of the concepts of the secret sect system are naturally capable of coordinating and integrating the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism. Therefore, he can use this little secret sect talent to combine the secret sect theory to achieve the purpose of practicing the two sects of Buddhism and Taoism together.

The master said that he has a delicate heart that understands all things in the world.

Master always says so.

"Xuanzhen."

"Master."

"You can go back to Beijing alone tomorrow."

"Okay Master."

“When will you leave?”

"It's evening, take the high-speed train."

"good."

The master closed his eyes again.

The little Taoist took out his mobile phone, changed the high-speed rail ticket, and opened another software.

Recently, this thing has become his source of happiness.

The Gate of All Wonders: I'll go back to Yujing tomorrow

The Gate of All Wonders: Have you made an appointment for dinner?

The Gate of All Wonders: Amitabha, give me a roasted lamb leg for the monk and Brother Qingdeng

Beauty with eight pack abs:/This is too that

Qingcai Coco: Are you not in Yujing?

The Gate of All Wonders: In Xizhou

Grandma always said: Why go to Xizhou?
To be continued...