quickly pinched a formula with his left hand, and the tip of his sword drew a silver light talisman that fell into the corpse mire.A muffled thud echoed through the corpse-ridden wasteland! It was lik...The woman was scolded by my brother, she crossed her arms and stomped her feet, cursing like a teapot, her words were sharp and hurtful.

The wandering monk once again advised, "Sir, this is the place under the Bodhisattva's feet, so please be mindful of your speech."

Both Buddhism and Taoism have linguistic taboos. Buddhism prohibits lying, idle chatter, harsh speech, and frivolous talk.

That is to say, speaking falsehoods, gossiping, sowing discord, sarcastic abuse, and using flowery language are all examples of creating karma through speech.

If one repents immediately, it's alright. For example, if you spoke harshly out of impulse and repent right away, there won't be much trouble. But if one remains unaware of their wrongdoing, year after year, it becomes a karmic debt from speech.

The wandering monk tried to reason with her for a while, but the woman still kept ranting and raving, pointing at the sky.

I silently recited the Precious Scripture, and two little ghosts appeared beside me with excited faces.

The adorable little ghost messenger holding a chain and the clumsy little ghost messenger with a token were suddenly called to the crowd by me. They both looked a little confused.

"Little Empress, why did you call us here...where are the ghosts" He was eager for me to bring him ghost hunting. Was he hoping for a promotion, a raise, and to marry a wealthy ghost

"...Haven't you always wanted to drive a car from the mortal realm Look at this Cadillac, go take it for a spin, and then just leave it stranded on the side of the road." I secretly instructed the little imp to play a prank.

Ghosts love to play pranks, even if he was just a low-level clerk in the underworld, he couldn't contain himself. When he heard he could drive, he got so excited he started rubbing his hands together and quickly scrambled into the driver's seat.

The car suddenly lurched, causing everyone to jump back in surprise.

The car, unmanned and with its doors wide open, drove forward. The onlookers were dumbfounded. A woman screamed, "How did the car suddenly move! You better chase after it and pull the key out!"

"Let's go quickly." My brother whispered to me.

As soon as I took a step, the wandering monk immediately stopped me in my tracks and whispered, “Lady donor, you possess great supernatural powers. I implore you to show mercy and refrain from reckless actions born of ignorance.”

Did the monk see this

"Master, don't worry. I was just teasing those two disrespectful commoners. They won't suffer any harm." I whispered back before my brother hastily pulled me away.

The road was open, so we got in the car and drove forward. We soon saw that Cadillac being driven by the little ghost, with two wheels off the road surface and the entire front of the car tilted downwards, stuck in the ditch like that.

The woman jumped up and cursed, while the man was completely bewildered. The two stood helplessly beside the car, pushing blame onto each other.

My brother rolled down the window and languidly said to the woman, "The master told you to watch your words, but you didn't listen. How does it feel to offend the gods"

The woman was stunned for a moment and scolded my brother, calling him "cheapskate." But when she saw that my brother's car was much more expensive than her family's, her face turned red and white.

After the two little imps floated onto the backseat of the car, they laughed and said to the young mistress, “Little Mistress, you see how skilled I am at driving I didn't drive into the ditch, did I I braked in time!”

"Hmm, good driving," I thought to myself. Thankfully you braked, otherwise the karma of potential financial damage would partially fall on me—though I don't really mind this harmless prank.

“Little Empress, esteemed elder brother, this kind of woman will be beaten to the eighth hell in the palace of Zhoushu's absolute yin when she arrives there and suffer punishment. Good and evil will eventually have their retribution, her good fortune has long been exhausted.” The little demon said seriously.

My brother exclaimed, "Well then, I guess I'm out of luck! Although I don't curse often and when I do, I keep it relatively polite, I still consider myself a talker."

The little ghost soldier held back for a long time, and whispered in a low voice: "The law doesn't hold someone accountable based on their status..." You are the elder brother of the little empress, who would dare to hold you accountable for such a small matter...

Look, the situation at the underworld's back door is pretty bad!

It is said that Emperor Taizong of Tang once died suddenly, but the judge added years to his life and sent him back. He had the aura of the imperial temple and national fortune, and he walked out the back door openly and honestly.

We arrived at the front gate of Puji Temple. The young monk who had given us news that day was talking to a middle-aged couple.

"Seclusion" The two pilgrims spoke in heavily accented Mandarin, sounding like overseas Chinese with a strong Hong Kong and Taiwan dialect.

"How can we possibly be turned away We flew all this way! We know Master Yuanyue's Dharma teachings are profound, and we specially came to seek his guidance. Why wouldn't he make time to see us" The man asked impatiently.

The little monk shook his head and said, “Master is truly in seclusion. Unless we wait for him to come out, we cannot disturb him.”

No matter how the two pleaded, the young monk just shook his head. The middle-aged woman was furious and angrily shouted, "We're not refusing to give incense money! One million is enough, isn't it Is one million enough for him to come out for a while!"

The young monk's face was a bit grim, but he still tried to answer politely: "Why not ask other masters for guidance"

"Three million! That's enough to feed you little monks for decades!"

I can't stand it anymore, these restless and agitated people still come to pay respects to Buddha It's true that there are so many fake believers everywhere nowadays!

My brother smacked his lips and hesitated, “Our family has a saying, what if we help Buddhist disciples under the feet of the Bodhisattva Wouldn't the Bodhisattva blame me for stealing the spotlight You see, your husband isn't coming either. He said he was afraid of clashing with the aura.”

Although Buddhism has taken root in China for many years, after all, it came from abroad. Our indigenous religions, however, have always emphasized the way of "Dao" – a way of governing and living in harmony with nature and heaven and earth.

It's understandable that Jiang Qiyun wouldn't want to come. After all, he's of a higher rank, and it wouldn't be appropriate for a Taoist deity to appear here.

The little monk's eyes lit up the moment he saw us: "Two esteemed donors, you've arrived! Come quickly, come quickly, my master is waiting for you..."

He bowed to invite us into the mountain gate. This eager attitude stimulated the middle-aged woman. She had just offered three million as an enticement, but the young monk didn't pay her much attention. She felt disrespected.

"Why can they go in We can't!"

The young monk cocked his head and said, “These two are guests invited by my master uncle, of course they can go in. You two are here to see my master ancestor, but my master ancestor is in seclusion and does not see guests, so I cannot let you in.”

Then a middle-aged woman started arguing, suddenly a gloomy man walked out from the mountain gate, it was Huiqing Monk!

He gave me the impression of a unique flower in Buddhism. At this time, he was wearing monk's robes and shoes, with a serious expression and tranquil eyes, giving off the air of a high-ranking monk!

He didn't even glance at the nouveau riche couple and directly ushered us into the mountain gate.

I jogged over two steps and asked, “Master Huaisqing, why do you look like this Where did you pick up such a heavy aura of gloom and resentment”

He turned his head and stared at me, whispering, “The wood dug out from the Qingcheng Hospital is extremely heavy with corpse qi and death energy! I suspect—”

He mouthed to us: It's a trap!

Trap

He led us toward the back mountain. There were a few thatched huts nestled within, and the closer we got, the more goosebumps I had. Finally, I couldn't help but shiver, my every hair standing on end.

Hu Qing's expression was grave, and he spoke with a tinge of despair: "Do you feel it I heard you once saw the corpse demon's tongue... go inside and see what's in this room, and tell me which is more terrifying—" meal, a small rice cooker's portion, my brother sighed: "At this rate, I'll be at least 6 foot 3... My God, please don't grow into a figure like the Great Witch King, a humanoid weapon! That's terrif...