Strange Tales: The Yin-Yang Celestial Master

Although he didn't sleep well all night, when the bell rang for the morning shift handover in the prefectural government the next day, Qi Buyang got up obediently and went to the Naihe Bridge to report.Fortunately, the dark circles under the eyes could not be seen in the soul body, but his face was still obviously paler than usual, and he was almost poured into those weird body-warming soups by Granny Meng again.

Throughout the day, he was a little absent-minded, looking towards the bridge from time to time, as if someone would appear there.

"Are you waiting for someone?" When he looked up No. 20 times, Meng Po asked him softly.

Qi Buyang froze for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

The old man probably saw something, smiled, and said: "Don't worry, if the fate is not over, the person you are waiting for will definitely come."

"But, how do you know that the fate is not over yet?" Qi Buyang whispered, "Maybe it's already over..."

The old man looked at him, "Would the mother-in-law tell you a story?"

Qi Buyang nodded.

"Hey! You two don't talk too much!" The ghost who was waiting to cross the bridge saw that they had started chatting, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Give me the soup!"

"Once upon a time, in this underworld, there were two young people who had a very good relationship. Later, one of them was promoted and could go to work in the heavenly court, but the other had to stay in the underworld forever. This was his duty. Since then, the two People can't see each other often, so the one who was promoted sneaked back after a short time, and the heavens sent people to arrest him. He said that he didn't want to be promoted and wanted to stay in the underworld. But there are rules for other people to stay in the underworld. Yes, with the exception of the King of Hades, the maximum serving time cannot exceed 500 years, because I am afraid that after a long time, some people will move their minds that should not be moved and disturb the order of the world."

"Then did he stay in the end?" Qi Buyang asked.

"I said, it doesn't matter if he stays or not, can you give me a bowl of soup first?" The ghost had been ignored until he lost his temper, but no one paid any attention to him.

"The King of Hades interceded with the Emperor of Heaven and agreed to give him a chance, but the rules must not be broken, and he must suffer the reincarnation of the nine lives, and in the nine lives, he must do good deeds and accumulate virtue, do not create injustice, and do not change his mind before he can stay in office. That is to say Said, he has to go to reincarnation, erase the previous memory, and experience nine times of joys and sorrows in the world like 500 years ago." Po Meng didn't know what she remembered, and she was in a daze for a while, and said quietly: "The nine lives are extremely beautiful. With a miserable life experience, although the superiors said it was to sharpen his character, they actually wanted to punish him for breaking the rules."

"What happened next?" Before Qi Buyang could ask this time, the ghost asked impatiently.

Meng Po told them: "His friend can only watch him in every life but can't get what he wants, loses his love, suffers all kinds of torture, but can't do anything. Every time he lives, the light in his eyes dims a little bit, gradually Just like those other wandering souls, he can no longer remember his determination to stay in the underworld forever even against the heavens, and he even forgot who he did it for. He just walked numbly from this bridge Walk by, drink the soup I handed you, and go into the next cycle."

"So that's how they ended?" The ghost simply sat cross-legged and listened.

Po Meng shook her head, "At the last reincarnation, another young man stood at the other end of the Naihe Bridge and watched. He came every time, but he couldn't get close even once—in order to prevent the underworld from favoritism, the superior sent two heavenly soldiers here Supervising. The young man secretly read his horoscope in this life, which was the most painful time in the ninth life. If he can't make it this time, commits murder or becomes a grieving ghost, he will be sent to hell for eternity. Not hired. So when he took the soup I gave, that person suddenly rushed up the bridge and wanted to take him away. Of course the heavenly soldiers refused to let him, and they fought on the bridge. In the confusion, he accidentally lost his footing He fell into the Nai River under the bridge. Although his friends immediately jumped down to fish, his soul was still torn apart by the poisonous insects and devil fish in the Nai River, and only some fragments were rescued in the end."

Qi Buyang and the ghost subconsciously lowered their heads to see the blood-red river flowing under the bridge, and the strange-looking fish looming under the river surface, feeling a chill in their hearts.

"Okay, the story is over." Granny Meng clapped her hands and said in a relaxed tone.

"...Old woman, what exactly do you want to express in this story?" The ghost was at a loss when he heard it, and he hasn't recovered yet. How could it be over?

"I want to tell you that this river is very dangerous, don't get close to it, if you accidentally fall down, you will be torn apart." Granny Meng handed him a bowl of hot soup with a smile, "Come on, drink a bowl of soup to calm your nerves. "

The ghost took it cursingly, raised his head and drank it down. When he returned the soup bowl to Granny Meng, the expression on his face had gone blank. He stood there blankly for a while, and Granny Meng pointed him to the bridge. In the direction of the bridge, he walked obediently to the end of the bridge.

Qi Buyang looked at him, and thought of the story told by Meng Po, and felt depressed for some reason.He turned his gaze to the bridgehead again, but there was still no one there except for the wandering souls who came one after another waiting to be reincarnated.

When it was time to get off work, Qi Buyang was still in a trance. Granny Meng packed up the soup bucket and suddenly said to him: "Actually, that story is not over yet."

"Ah?" Qi Buyang turned to look at her, and asked curiously, "Then what happened to them?"

"Since then, that young man has come to the Nai River to feed the fish every day, and has never stopped until now."

"Why?" Qi Buyang blurted out, shouldn't he hate those fish?

"I remember a story about Qu Yuan in the world. People threw zongzi into the river, hoping that the fish would fill their stomachs after eating the zongzi and not hurt Qu Yuan's body. Is that the story?"

Qi Buyang nodded, as if he understood something.

Meng Po slowly said: "Maybe that person thinks the same way."

The little celestial master suddenly felt a little sad.

Granny Meng patted him on the back comfortingly, "This is not the end, why are you feeling sorry for him." She pointed to the empty riverside, "Look, he hasn't come here recently."

"Then... what's the ending?"

"I don't know either." Granny Meng shook her head, "As long as the person is still there, there will be no ending." Having said that, the old man smiled, with a cunning flash in his eyes, "I only know that he hasn't given up yet."

...

Po Meng went back, but Qi Buyang did not go back to the dead city.He walked aimlessly along the Nai River alone, and finally came to the gate of the small courtyard of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and suddenly wanted to go in to see Mao Mao and Di Ting.

Two furries were lazily sleeping in the garden, and the whole of Mao Mao was rolled up in the center of Di Ting's body, only a golden head was exposed - after Di Ting returned to its original body, it was more than twice as big as Mao Mao, and the silly golden hair almost didn't recognize it It comes, after I get used to it, I like to listen to it more and more, because it is so comfortable to sleep in this way.

He woke up as soon as he entered the door and listened. The huge white dog slowly stretched its body, allowing Mao Mao to slide off his back, then stood up and stretched.The golden retriever wagged its tail at Qi Buyang, the little Tianshi knelt down and stroked its head.

Di Ting moved his ears, and suddenly said: "Are you unhappy?"

Qi Buyang was taken aback, "How do you know?"

Listening to him, shaking his ears triumphantly, he squatted down in front of him, "Why?"

"I made Mr. Luo angry." Qi Buyang said dejectedly.

Di listened puzzled, "Isn't it normal for him to get angry? Why do you care so much?"

"I don't know either." Little Tianshi stroked the golden retriever's back hair repeatedly, "I don't even know why he is angry."

"You humans are really troublesome." Di Ting flicked his tail and listened for a while, "Oh~~~ I see! You like him!"

"What?" Qi Buyang raised his head.

Di Ting stood up with a gossip face, and said with clarity of analysis: "That's right! You like that psychopath, so he is angry, and you are so sad!"

"Ah?" Little Tianshi had the same expression on his face as Mao Mao, and the two cute ones looked at the big white dog together.

Di Ting scolded him bitterly, "You are too, and so is that psychopath. Why are you two so stupid? You can't even tell if you like it. Let me point it out. My ears are used to listen to such trivial things. Is it a small thing?" I was so arrogant that I completely forgot that I couldn't answer the question "what does it feel like to like".

"So that's the case." The little celestial master nodded obediently, and suddenly figured it out, as if he had pressed some switch, his eyes lit up.He was born frank and not shy, and he admitted openly: "Well, maybe I really like Mr. Luo." He patted his chest, hoping to suppress the clamoring feeling.

However, he immediately thought of Luo Lang's back when he turned and left, his eyes darkened immediately, and he gently buried his face in the long golden hair, and said sullenly: "But he left, maybe he will never come back again."

"Hey!" Di Ting couldn't understand why he suddenly fell down again, thinking he had said something wrong, and poked his back with a big paw uneasy, "Don't be sad. Let me tell you, when you die, He is still making a fuss in the underworld looking for you, so he will definitely not leave you behind."

...

It was late at night in the world, and the old dragon sneaked out again to breathe.But when it raised its head, it was almost frightened to death by the figure entrenched in the treetops above it.

"Lord Luo! Why did you come here?!" The old dragon spit bubbles in shock.

"Can't I come?"

The moonlight is not bright tonight, it can't see the expression on Luo Lang's face clearly, but he can still hear the displeasure in his tone.

"Yes, yes, yes..." The old dragon nodded timidly, "Are you here to find the little black bug? It's cold, and it's sleeping at the bottom of the lake. I'll call him right now."

"No need." Luo Lang stopped him.

Now the old dragon didn't understand what he wanted to do. There was a Buddha sitting on top of his head, which made him restless, not easy at all.The rare time to relax has caused troubles again. Luck has been really bad lately, so he must not be cursed by something, right?The old dragon secretly thought in his heart.

"Old Dragon," Luo Lang folded his hands on the treetop, and suddenly asked him, "Tell me, how can I make a human fall in love with me?"

"What?" The old dragon stared at a pair of big light bulb eyes, wondering if he had misheard because of his old eyes.

Luo Lang did not speak again.

He just sat there for half a night in relative silence, not daring to push anyone away, and when he left by himself, he didn't even move, the old dragon was really worried.

After finally waiting for the sun to rise, the elders and aunts who had morning exercises began to appear one after another by the Longhu Lake. The old dragon had no choice but to say helplessly: "Lord Luo, I really can't answer your question. Look, I can't even answer it." If you don’t have any companions, how would you know about that! Otherwise, you can ask others... If the target is a human being, it’s better to ask their kind, I don’t know what’s going on in the human mind.”

Luo Lang glanced at him, but still didn't move, so the old dragon had to retreat to the bottom of the lake.

Gradually, people around the lake began to increase. Today was the weekend, and there were many couples coming to the park for a date, but none of them could see the people on the treetops, and each of them walked under the tree with normal expressions.Luo Lang looked down at these people from a high position, observed their expressions, listened to their words, hoping to get some inspiration from them.Even though he has watched so many TV shows about human beings and has traveled the world for nearly a hundred years, he still can't understand the delicate emotions of human beings. He always thinks that it is the most complicated thing in the world.

But now, he had to think about it again, because his little celestial master didn't even have it!have!like!superior!he!

Luo Lang stared at the couples dissatisfied, moving his fingers slightly, tripping them with stones for a while, and almost turning the cruise ship over for a while, seeing them screaming and making noise, he finally felt better.

Under the tree, the unhappy girl quarreled with her boyfriend because the cruise ship wet her skirt, and suddenly started crying. The boy panicked and comforted him: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's my fault."

The girl whimpered and complained: "You, you scolded me just now...you don't love me anymore!"

"No way! How is it possible!" The boy hurriedly said, "Stop crying, okay? I'll buy you ice cream, your favorite kind!"

The girl sniffed, "Really?"

The boy wiped her tears helplessly, "Of course it's true, dear, I love you the most!"

"Hee hee." The girl still had tears on her face, but she smiled through her tears and hugged her boyfriend's arm, "I love you the most too!"

Luo Lang looked down at them, looking thoughtful.