Chapter 171 Three Religions and Nine Streams
Walking on the road to Dongjiang Mansion, Li Sian felt that this place had not been visited even though it had only been a few years.
But the feeling for myself is completely different.
Dongjiang Mansion is indeed much more prosperous than before. Due to years of turmoil, people who cannot survive in some villages or counties have flocked to the city.
There are also many people buying and selling things on the streets.
It can be said that it is crowded and crowded.
But Li Sian always felt that something was not right, as if there was something missing on this street.
After walking aimlessly with Shiyi for a while, Li Sian suddenly reacted.
“The sound!”
“Yes, it’s the sound.”
Li Si'an looked back and saw that the huge street seemed so quiet and deserted even though it was crowded with people.
The vendors did not open their mouths to hawk, they all looked at the pedestrians walking around with great vigilance, as if they would jump up and kill them in the next second.
And these pedestrians also looked at everyone around them with vigilance.
Sometimes if someone accidentally touches me, I will jump up all of a sudden, as if I want to turn around and run away.
Although the entire street was crowded with people, it was completely shrouded in deathly silence.
It reveals a suffocating depression that makes people unable to breathe, and makes people unable to help but shout hysterically in this environment.
“These people are simply crazy.”
Li Sian wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly took Shiyi away from the crowd.
At this time, he finally understood what the problem was in Dongjiang Mansion.
Folk customs.
Maybe it’s not just a place in Dongjiang Mansion.
Except for Tianhu County, this may be the case in most towns.
The accumulation of pollution and distortion makes people's hearts gradually become dark, extreme, and weird.
Coupled with the strange wisdom brought by Star Color, it also destroys the trust between people.
With the loss of order, all kinds of malignant changes will cause chain reactions like an avalanche.
In the end, ordinary people have deteriorated to the point where they are now, where they no longer help each other and unite with each other.
On the contrary, the roads are facing each other, guarding against each other, and even harming each other.
This horrific change is even more frightening than the reduction in food production and the chaos of war.
Because humans are social animals, once they really lose their 'group', it will be like a body that is constantly consuming itself, with its arms attacking its heart.
No matter how strong this body is, it will be dragged down by every part of it.
However, this kind of change is often lost to the authorities, and it is difficult for people living in it to notice their own changes.
Often under subtle influence, a person's behavior will undergo great changes.
Taking a deep breath, Li Si'an planned to find a house to rent for a month or two, and temporarily lived in Dongjiang Mansion to observe carefully.
The two walked for a while, and the suffocating feeling that had been suppressing Li Sian suddenly disappeared.
It seems to be leaving that terrifying environment...
Li Si'an looked around suspiciously and found that the atmosphere of the people around him was indeed completely different.
Although there are not many people on this street.
But the faces of the people living inside are not as serious and cold as the sea.
On the contrary, they were filled with smiles, and the neighbors chatted about what they had seen and heard recently while choosing vegetables.
The feeling of sunshine is really different from the cold, dark and wary feeling before.
Li Si'an thought for a moment and stepped forward to ask the other party if there were any vacant houses nearby that could be rented.
The aunt, who was barely a dozen years older than Li Sian, stood up with a smile, put the dishes in her hands aside, and greeted Li Sian warmly.
Hearing that Li Sian was going to find a place to stay temporarily, he enthusiastically took Li Sian to a private house.
After calling a few times at the door and finding no one responded inside, the lady said sheepishly:
"Sister-in-law Xu may have gone to listen to the scriptures. I guess it won't be long." You can come back.”
"Listen to the scriptures?" Li Sian asked curiously.
"Yes, recently, a group of Taoist priests who are 'Zhengmingdao' have come from outside."
"They preach and preach on the streets every day, and they all talk about persuading people. Regarding the content of doing good, we people have nothing to do, and we still go to listen to other people's sermons and preaching."
Li Si'an thought for a moment and asked in confusion:
"You all. Interested in preaching? ”
If the other party is really an orthodox Taoist priest, the classics he talks about are probably extremely complicated Taoist classics.
Not to mention a group of ordinary people, even scholars who have read poetry and books will need a long period of in-depth study to understand the obscure meanings.
Why are these middle-aged people so enthusiastic about preaching?
“Hey, the Taoist priest of the Zhengming Taoist Way always distributes two eggs and a bowl of talisman water to the people who come to listen to the scriptures.”
Oh, that’s it.
Li Si'an nodded and motioned for the other party to continue speaking.
“The talisman water is boiled rice soup, with the talisman ashes burned by the Taoist priest added to it. After drinking it, I feel warm all over my body, and my heart feels bright and happy.”
"That's why we are willing to go there often to listen to the scriptures, just as if we have nothing to do to find someone to chat with."
While talking, another middle-aged woman also walked out from a distance. The bright smile on his face lingered, and there were two obvious eggs in the basket on his arm.
"Sister-in-law Xu is back?" The woman introduced the two parties with a smile and explained the purpose of Li Sian's visit.
The sister-in-law named Xu also opened the fence gate of her yard with the same enthusiasm and showed her the situation of her yard and house.
“This yard was originally left by my husband.”
“But my husband passed away two years ago, so it would be quite empty for me to live alone in such a big yard. I don’t feel at ease.”
“If you two don’t have any quirks, living in the courtyard will make this courtyard more popular, and you can spend time with me.”
All in all, after a period of discussion, Li Sian paid one month's rent at a more reasonable price.
I plan to go back and buy some bedding and other items to put in the house. This spacious and bright main house can be lived in by Li Sian and Shiyi.
The aunt named Xu lives alone in the smaller side house next door.
According to her, she was used to living in that side house. Living alone in a house that was too big made her feel nervous and uneasy.
Staying in a small house is more humane and feels more comfortable.
Just when Li Sian had just moved in and was cleaning up the house, he suddenly heard wailing and crying not far away.
“What’s going on?”
I went out and watched the excitement with several other neighbors.
After a little inquiry, Li Sian knew that this was the death of an old man in a certain neighborhood.
When the son saw the old man passing away, it was natural that he could not suppress the grief in his heart for a while, and it was normal for him to cry out.
"It's a pity that Mr. Fan... what a good person he was during his lifetime is obvious to all the neighbors."
"It can't be said that, Mr. Fan lived to be sixty-seven before he passed away, which can be considered a happy funeral. "
"It's a pity to live a life of comfort, a loving father and a filial son."
"That's right."
I thought it was just one thing. Little things that don't matter.
Li Sian was about to go back to the house and urge Shiyi, who had been staying there, to help him clean up the house.
Who knew that a group of people would soon arrive on the street.
Everyone was playing gongs and drums, some were blowing conch shells, and some were spinning prayer wheels.
There were four lamas among them who were carrying an unknown weird thing and reciting scriptures into Mr. Fan's home.
“What is this? Isn’t it too weird?”
The people around Dongjiang Mansion mostly believe in Buddhism, Taoism, or gods such as Poseidon.
Buddhism is more of a Zen sect, and most of them are old monks wearing cassocks.
People like Lama are really rare in Dongjiang Mansion.
The biggest difference between Zen Buddhism and Tantra is that Zen Buddhism is essentially a method opened up for people with superior abilities.
The guides are all people with wisdom. They need to understand on their own before they can achieve anything.
It's like a school where only geniuses can enter. The teacher only uses smart people's methods to teach, and ordinary people can't understand the meaning at all.
Tantric Buddhism has a lower threshold. There is a "convenient method" that can lead people with insufficient conditions to understand.
Therefore, tantric sects sometimes have mixed results, and some disciples who prefer heretical practices and are eager for quick success will dominate the mainstream.
Especially now that the world is in chaos, and there are endless numbers of people who have become evil and demonized.
Ordinary people practicing Tantra are like a blind man riding a blind horse, approaching a deep pool in the middle of the night.
Why is it that after Mr. Fan passed away, so many lamas came carrying such strange things?
After asking around from several neighbors, I found that they didn’t seem to know much about it either.
Just say that in the past two years, the prefect Zhao gave the order.
Any old man who has died can enjoy salvation by a team of lamas sent by the government to recite sutras after death.
Bless them to reach bliss soon and escape from the sea of suffering.
Although ordinary people don't understand the difference between Zen Buddhism and Tantric Buddhism, they don't have any objections when they hear that they can be transcended to bliss.
Anyway, it is a free ceremony, if you don’t do it, it will be in vain.
Everyone is already dead, are you still afraid that the government will steal something else?
On the contrary, they saved a lot of money by not having to invite additional monks and Taoists to perform rituals.
Hearing this, Li Sian was slightly confused at first.
But after staring closely at the magical instruments brought by the lamas and thinking for a moment, he seemed to have thought of something.
So Li Sixian pretended to be watching the fun and walked expressionlessly to the door of Mr. Fan's house where the funeral was taking place.
Slowly walked in, trying not to be noticed by others.
Just as he was approaching the strange large magic weapon, Li Sian stepped forward thoughtfully and patted the magic weapon.
“That boy! What are you doing!”
The four lamas were all frightened and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
It is said that this magical instrument is a sacred instrument of their Buddhist sect and must not be touched or defiled by mortals.
Li Sian smiled and apologized, without further explanation, turned around and left the yard.
The two shots he just took not only found out what was going on inside, but also completed what needed to be done.
(End of this chapter)