Chapter 63: The Gate of Ghost Opened by Shi Gu
While all the ghosts were carefully preparing for their return to the human world during the Ghost Festival.
Sikong Yan was summoned to the Leave Requesting Department by Xu Qingling.
After the two briefly reminisced about old times, Xu Qingling told him about the opening of the Hungry Ghost Festival.
Because tomorrow is the Hungry Ghost Festival, time is tight.
"I will contact the official side to open up the Hungry Ghost Festival sacrifices in the human world. You, on your side, will organize the Xuanxue family's funeral tomorrow..." Xu Qingling arranged things for Sikong Yan.
Sikong Yan did not expect that because the underworld had been closed for a hundred years, the Ghost Festival, which had not been open for a hundred years, would now be open.
Very good.
So, after Xu Qingling finished arranging things, he did not delay and left in a hurry to make arrangements.
Xu Qingling also created a Penguin platform account for Sikong Yan, and linked it to her Fengdu Leave Application Department account, so that it would be easier to do things in the future.
After Sikong Yan left, Xu Qingling edited a notice about the reopening of the Hungry Ghost Festival, and posted it under the account of the Leave Requesting Department and also in Moments.
I also told Bian Dong about this.
Bian Dong replied after a moment of silence that the official side would organize the matter of the orphans.
At the same time, he also forwarded Xu Qingling’s circle of friends.
The big guys in the world who had been paying attention to Xu Qingling and Biandong saw this notice almost immediately.
"Has the Hungry Ghost Festival been reopened? If you are willing, can you give alms to orphans? Of course you have to be well prepared."
Alms grant, alchemy, worship to those who have no one to worship by offering offerings, chanting sutras and chanting Buddha's name , a donation to the helpless ghosts is a kind of care and help, a way to remember the ancestors, and a prayer for a good harvest.
Those big guys in the world have always wanted to have good relations with Bian Dong and Xu Qingling. Now that they have called on them, they will naturally follow.
The official side also issued a notice regarding the Ghost Festival.
As soon as the news came out, it became a hot search topic.
[Hey, does the Ghost Festival still exist? It turns out that our country still has this traditional festival. 】
[I heard from my grandfather that the Hungry Ghost Festival has been closed for hundreds of years. I didn’t expect it to be open this year. Is there any major change and significance? 】
【I heard that on the Hungry Ghost Festival, deceased relatives will come back from the underworld to visit. So, can my mother come back too? 】
【I miss my son. He was suffering from leukemia and died at the age of 4. The Hungry Ghost Festival is open, so will my Haohao come back to see me as a mother? I, I miss him. 】
[Grandma, I’m Xiaolan. I miss you. Will you come back tomorrow? I'm sorry, I couldn't come back to see you on the day you died. Will you blame me? 】
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The underworld has been closed for a hundred years, and the Ghost Festival of the human world has also been closed for a hundred years.
Even many young people do not know the existence and meaning of the traditional festival of the Ghost Festival.
Now, I finally know.
They all expressed their longing for their deceased relatives, and also rushed to buy incense candles, incense, fruits, gold ingots and other things, preparing to sacrifice their relatives tomorrow, hoping that their deceased relatives would come back tomorrow. Take a look.
So, today, all the stores selling incense, candles, and paper money were sold out. This is a nationwide operation.
The reopening of the Ghost Festival this time is not only the expectation of ghosts in the underworld, but also the expectation of relatives in the world. There is no doubt that this is a two-way journey.
Twilight falls and the stars are shining.
In the void, a thick black door surrounded by light slowly opened under the influence of the golden light of merit. Black and white impermanence came out first and guarded both sides of the door.
"The ghost door is open, the ghost door is open..." The ghosts who had been waiting for a long time, at the moment the ghost door opened, turned into streams of light and rushed towards the other end of the door, going to the place in their hearts. They were looking for the people they cared about in their hearts...
Fan Wujiu carried two jars of wine in his hand and threw one to Xie Bian.
"Today, we will not get drunk again."
On the day of the Ghost Festival, the black and white impermanence that has always been selfless will be a little more tender and tolerant.
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"Sister, it's so lively outside. There are still people setting off river lanterns. Let's go out and have a look." Shasha couldn't sit still and enthusiastically invited Xu Qingling.
"Okay, let's go and take a look." She also wanted to take a look at the situation of the ghosts who returned to the world.
As soon as each person went out, they were plunged into a sea of lights.
Xu Qingling flew into the air and looked around. Almost every place in the country was brightly lit. She saw that the shops were placing offerings at the door, lighting incense and candles, and burning paper money. , all were offering sacrifices to Shi Gu.
A quiet river passes through the city, and the riverside is full of people. Everyone is holding a river lantern. The lantern emits a hazy warm light, and the stars are dotted, swaying in the night. .
Xu Qingling and Shasha hid themselves by the river and watched the men and women holding river lanterns, young and old, writing something on the lanterns and then putting them into the river.
The river flows gently, and the river lanterns carry thoughts and concerns, drifting away with the flowing water.
The tender voice of a child sounded beside me.
"Mom, do you think Dad can really see our river lanterns?"
Then a gentle female voice said, "Of course, because this river leads to the River of Forgetfulness. River, and our daughter’s father is on the other side of the Wangchuan River..."
"Mom, when dad sees the river lanterns, will he come back to see mom and daughter?"
"...Yes." After all, dad loves mom and daughter so much. Now that he finally has the opportunity, how can he Are you reluctant to come back?
Xu Qingling looked up and saw her mother with her young children, the old lady with her middle-aged children and grandchildren, and an old couple holding hands. Arrived, all alone Young men or women...
They put the river lanterns into the river one after another. There were tens of thousands of river lanterns. The river lanterns gradually gathered into a bright sea of lights, with light and shadow interlaced, like a dream. , winding towards the distance.
They placed their endless care and love in this small river lantern, which was warm and sad, just like the joys and sorrows of the world, forever intertwined and inseparable.
The evening breeze brought the low sound of chanting, pious and with a hint of sadness, floating above the city.
Xu Qingling was surrounded by lights and chanting. This scene was undoubtedly grand and shocking to her.
After staying for a long time, Xu Qingling and Shasha left.
At the moment of leaving, Xu Qingling looked back and saw the river lanterns being picked up. Those people they missed and remembered were holding the river lanterns in their hands and walking towards them step by step with a smile. Their relatives came...
(End of Chapter)