Taoist crossing originated earlier, but there was no such official practice as Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, so it was not widely circulated. Taoist crossing is also called refining. To tell the truth, Buddhist crossing is Taoist refining, and it is nothing to change its name. After all, it is not surprising that some monks have even learned to explain Taoism and double powers to achieve mastery.
Refined degree can be pushed to Zhuang Zhuang as early as possible. When I met a skeleton, I thought it was lonely. I said a lot to myself to the skeleton. This skeleton didn’t become a beauty and didn’t get beaten with a stick. Instead, it appeared late in Zhuang Meng’s dream. When they talked, hou zhuang said, "I resurrected my life into flesh and blood." This is the prototype of refined degree.
But anyway, Shen Gongbao won’t
"How can you not know how to cross over if you can’t learn to be a Buddhist?" With a wave of his hand, "I don’t bend the Si Shui soldiers’ lives before they died, but they were lured by fire and burned after they died, and then they were swept away to illuminate the pass. Zhou Jun dared to be defeated by the army, but one man surrendered to Zhang Guifang and rode alone to fight against it. I mean it is very clear that these people died vigorously, and they were a model of the ages. Everyone here can live because of them, but where do they go after they died? Did the Si Shui soldiers ever rest in peace? Dare to be a soldier? Have you ever seen Zhou Jun defeated? Did Zhang Guifang ever find the way back to Dashang? "
"I want to lead everyone to personally turn over the dead and send them the last journey. I can’t sacrifice lightly, but this time I must let the fallen soldiers walk beautifully …"
Speaking of this, several people sigh with emotion.
This is also the first time that the world has changed. It is a good phenomenon that Zhou Wang pays attention to sacrifice again. Isn’t one of the ten sins fooling around by displaying Zhou Wang’s light sacrifices? !
In fact, Zhou Wang’s so-called crossing over still didn’t reveal the idea of making people die. Several wars captured many Zhou foot soldiers. In exchange, they must have regarded these people as human sacrifices, but these prisoners were eating and drinking their lives.
Moreover, there are also problems with crossing over and sacrificing objects. If you win, pray for heaven! The sacrifice and martyrdom of the predecessors are not for the fallen soldiers, but for the gods and ancestors, so that they can see that the achievements of future generations represent a king
In foot soldiers … What is it? It’s just a tool for war, isn’t it? Still want to be beautiful?
Zhang Guifang is a general who is barely worthy of this word.
Si Shui soldiers are also ordinary people’s etiquette. How can there be a grand burial? It would be nice to have a tomb.
It’s even more unbearable to dare to join the army. These people are all slaves. If they die, no one will care. If they don’t get in the way, no one will care and no one will bury them.
But Zhou Wang still ordered it.
People’s faces are complicated, and they are all colleagues who died. They can’t say anything bad, but they are very white. This is overstepping.
Uncle Wen may be old, but his face is smiling, but his eyes are muddy and moist. He can see clearly that Zhou Wang is in mourning, but the world does not know that he is afraid of this move.
However, the old man has not stopped him too much over the years, and Zhou Wang has grown up and has his own responsibility for doing things.
And after a pause, he said, "Since you have crossed over, you must have thought about what to do. Please ask your position to solve your doubts."
"Yes!" It’s even easier to say, "The so-called fairy gods can’t be deceived, so we can fool the gods and save the trouble of not offering sacrifices. But this spirit can’t be wrong step by step. There must be rules everywhere, what kind of people should do, what kind of banners should be put where, what kind of melons and fruits should be placed, and what kind of sacrifices should be careful everywhere … This is not to say that it will collide with anyone who offends, nor to say that it will abide by the etiquette …"
"Respect for the spirit …"
After waiting for a while, it was almost digested by everyone and then continued, "People are going to prepare flags and banners, set up yin and yang altars, and put flowers, fruits, meat and vegetables on the memorial tablets of soldiers who died in the army. Of course, they have to prepare some money for writing and painting on paper …"
I don’t know much about the articles of association, but it doesn’t matter. Anyway, he is the initiator, so just make it up now
"In general, this is how Buddhist makes a charter for me to light dozens of bonfires from tonight. Once the fire is dim, throw conch and musk into the combustion-supporting wood. At the very least, thymelaeaceae flame must be ignited with a fragrance of 50 feet, which will be audible in dozens …"
Throughout the ages, there has been no such scale crossing over. I don’t know how to decorate it to be extravagant. I simply copied the bonfire party of Emperor Yangdi. It is said that Li Shimin’s arrangement of "burning the court" is just a New Year’s Eve party, but it is only a very large scale of the bonfire party of Emperor Yangdi
Whether the current conditions in Sishui can be achieved is another thing to say. This exaggerated attitude of arranging waves is best to make the governors of all walks of life attack each other again.
After a while, I sighed and said, "These should not be underestimated. This is not a family sacrifice but a national sacrifice …"
Speaking of which, it’s a little sad that the dynasties changed and the gods were robbed, so too many people died. It’s only just one year, although it’s hard to know that the dead can become heavenly soldiers and generals, and Zhang Guifang can make a fortune from people.
Especially dare to be a soldier. How many relatives will they have if they are Xiqi runaway slaves? Even a pension can’t make up for crossing over. It’s the only thing a ghost can do.
Anyway, the world is not large-scale, which has never been seen before, and people know that it is a fatuous value to deliberately make a large-scale crossing over by a pawn, and Ji Fa will certainly attack himself for falling into a trap.
Chapter 52 Return of the Soul
I decided to take a walk at will after I arranged the matter of crossing the spirit.
Wen Zhong followed, although it was very safe, but what if there was something unrelated to cause and effect?
Accompanied by Wen Zhong, everyone left the camp silently with several guards. This time, it was not a tour, but a walk around.
The guard is a little looser than the wall. There are not many patrol soldiers, but the dance is constantly ringing.
But other than that, there is no lingering sound, and there is no smell of fireworks. There are walls and little torches in the camp, which emit dim light.
After all, the people have been moved away, and they haven’t come back since they regained the Si Shui. There are a lot fewer people moving back.
In the quiet of the night, there is a clear cooling, which is not a quiet time, but a bit of wind and sadness.
I’ve been turned around for half a circle, and I’ve been eating, drinking and fighting day and night. It’s also a soldier’s contribution. I’m not distracted from the palace, and I don’t even have any exercise for a day, so I’m easy to gain weight, so walking is necessary
Walking, I came to the river, which is curved and passes through the south gate of Sishui. There is no light here. One day, the moon is bright and the stars are dim, and some people can’t tell which is the sky and which is the ground.
It’s freezing cold in late autumn, and there’s no cover by the river. The wind is even bigger, that is, the guards are big enough to be surrounded, and they are fat and armored, so how to blow the cold wind doesn’t feel anything. If they were ordinary people, they wouldn’t tremble when a wind blows.
However, although it is freezing cold, there are many people by the river.
There are not many foot soldiers who take water from the river, but they are dancing around a pile of not very bright flames. At every fire, there is also a person who throws paper money from time to time, saying, "The soul returns, the soul returns …"
Wen Zhong, who was also surrounded by guards, looked a little short, but his body was straight. The old man said lightly, "It will take a few days to prepare for crossing over the ritual. This is a spontaneous memorial by the foot soldiers."
The extravagant bonfires with thymelaeaceae, conch and musk nodded only in the camp, and although there were a dozen soldiers, they couldn’t hold too many soldiers, so some soldiers spontaneously found a place to pay homage.
The guards looked at these skipping soldiers with solemn faces.
Usually, the ten thousand dances are extremely imposing and extraordinary. The battlefield is not sure that it can really scare some timid people. Now it is also the ten thousand dances, but it is a little less powerful and a little more tragic.
These foot soldiers don’t eat, live and dance much, but now they can’t eat and live together, at least they can dance.
Seeing these guards’ eyes suddenly getting a little wet, they suddenly recalled the North Sea War many years ago, which was the first battle of 300 guards, and it was quite tragic, and few of them died.
The same is true in Wen Zhong. How can it be less if you travel to the west for decades and see dead sacrifices?
Thought of here, the old man had some impulse to burn some paper money and die, even if it was decades late.