"Black and White Impermanence? Soul Catcher? Do such people really exist?"
"Why didn't you ask me to tell you that if there really is such a trustworthy person, and he becomes a ghost god in the underworld after his death, I would be willing to believe it."
"Oh, you believe this nonsense! If there really is such a thing as the underworld and reincarnation, how could we suffer like this for generations?"
"If God really had eyes, the jailer who caused the death of Widow Wang at the village entrance should have been hacked to pieces long ago, and that new 'honest judge' should have been struck by lightning long ago... Um, why are you trying to stop me?"
"If you want to die, don't go crazy here. I have a family to take care of, and you have a mother. What are you doing here? You went crazy after drinking a few mouthfuls of horse urine, right? Bang!"
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The clear sound of slapping interrupted this round of conversation, but many people were still whispering around.
"If you ask me, there should still be gods in the underworld. If doing good deeds and accumulating virtue can really lead to a good next life, I think it's worth a try. I have no hope, but my son and daughter still have hope."
"I've had bad luck in my life, and I've suffered hardships every day. Maybe it's because I'm a butcher, slaughtering pigs and cattle every day, and this is retribution."
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Yu Zhifu stood behind the storyteller in the teahouse, listening to the storyteller's stories about the underworld, and then heard the discussions of the people around him, with an inexplicable expression.
He didn't quite understand what the Lord of the Underworld was doing. From the current perspective, spreading the story of the Underworld didn't seem to be of much use.
The vast majority of people do not believe in the so-called underworld. Even if some people occasionally believe in it, they are only half-believing and half-doubting, and they are basically the lowest class of people.
They lived a very miserable life, and what they believed was of no use to the whole world.
If you want to develop a religious sect, then religions like Buddhism and Taoism are the ones that are truly useful.
Buddhism was openly preached in various places, and then various believers made golden statues for them and offered incense.
Whether they are high-ranking officials or people from the lower classes, they all respect the many Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and Arhats in Buddhism.
Taoism, on the other hand, is much more aloof and only takes the upper-class route. Often, high-ranking officials and nobles need to go deep into the mountains and forests to trace their traces in order to get their guidance.
But no matter which route they take, they need to connect with the upper class, then collect enough gold, silver and other valuables, and at the same time get policy support so that they can have a lot of land and not have to pay taxes.
Only in this way can a sect that is truly transcendental be formed.
Someone like the Lord of the Underworld is completely useless. He just spreads the stories and legends of the underworld. He doesn't send people to cast golden Buddha statues, nor does he send people to recruit followers from all over the place. In this way, in the long run, the underworld will only be a mess and will not have much significance.
It can even be said that it is completely meaningless. Yu Zhifu even saw Buddhist and Taoist figures among the audience.
The characters on both sides seemed to be thinking about something. If there was no special guidance in the future, Yu Zhifu could imagine that the Buddhist and Taoist characters would change these legends and replace them with characters among them, such as the Buddhist Arhats or Taoist masters.
By that time, many believers would go to temples or Taoist temples to burn incense.
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In Jiujiang County, Zhang Mingtu suddenly looked up in the courtyard, feeling the strange chanting and the smell of incense flowing into his mind and into the ancient sword on his back, which he renamed Chixiao.
These wisps of incense scent mixed together with the scent from the hungry ghost realm, transforming the scent from the hungry ghost realm bit by bit, pouring into the underworld and becoming a force controlled by Zhang Mingtu.
"Some come from the north and some from the south. The power of these incense sticks is enough to transform into new Yin gods in the underworld.
"It seems that the subsequent plans can be further developed."
Of course, spreading a story does not mean doing too many bizarre or weird things, it just requires the most basic thing of gathering a little bit of incense.
Both Buddhism and Taoism were able to spread widely in such an environment, not only because the dignitaries liked them, but also because many people themselves had lost hope.
There are too many people putting pressure on them, so of course they can only put their hopes on gods and Buddhas, hoping that gods and Buddhas can change them, hoping for reincarnation, and hoping that they can live a good life in the next life.
Zhang Mingtu is aware of all of this. When stories related to the underworld are first and most widely spread, they will not have much of an impact, but there will still be a large number of people who believe them.
"And what I need to do is to stabilize the subsequent related situations."
A wisp of Zhang Mingtu's thoughts sank into the underworld, sensing the place where the power of incense was the strongest.
Then in the darkness of the night, he heard the prayers of many people.
"If there really is a ghost from the underworld, then we should capture the water ghosts in the river that often devour people's lives!"
"Heibai Wuchang, come here and capture the water ghost in the river. He caused my man to die in the river, and his body is still missing."
"If there are no more water ghosts in the river, I will definitely offer a stick of incense at home from now on."
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As soon as Zhang Mingtu thought about it, he sensed that area. The incense in that area was more intense, not because the people in that area were more pious, but because that area was often disturbed by so-called water ghosts.
They probably also consulted masters and worshipped Taoist gods.
But probably none of them could save them, so no matter what gods or Buddhas they were, they would still talk about them.
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