Chen Mi nodded, her voice trembling, "My mother, will I ever see her again?"
Su Lenghe: "Once she arrived in the underworld, she refused to be reincarnated and became a wandering ghost. If you don't go to retrieve her, her soul will be scattered."
Chen Mi panicked: "I don't want my mother to disappear, but..."
He turned his head and glanced behind him. There were also many lonely ghosts here, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation because no one had come to worship them.
Because he died doing good deeds, his spiritual power was stronger than theirs, and he could protect them here. Now that he's gone, we don't know what will become of them.
But he also didn't want his mother, who gave him life and raised him, to be gone forever...
He was such a kind-hearted person. When he became a ghost, he saw how miserable the other ghosts were, so he chose to stay and protect them.
The protected ghosts were very grateful to Chen Mi and said all at once, "Chen Mi, you should leave now."
"We will take good care of ourselves."
Goodbye, Chen Mi. May you be reborn into a better family in your next life.
Listening to their words, Chen Mi felt tears of gratitude, relief, and reluctance welling up in her eyes.
Su Lenghe said, "I will send you all to the afterlife together."
Chen Mi was shocked: "You're all alone?"
Su Lenghe nodded: "I can manage on my own."
It's important to know that performing a ritual to help the deceased pass on to the afterlife takes a lot of effort. Most people can only help one person pass on at a time, and even the most powerful masters can only help ten people pass on at most.
Su Lenghe took out three incense sticks from her denim bag, turned them upside down and then upright, and the incense lit itself without a flame.
Then she took out a peach wood sword, threw the talisman she had prepared into the sky, and the peach wood sword pierced the talisman. She closed her eyes and quickly chanted the incantation in a low voice, while at the same time rapidly forming hand seals, leaving afterimages.
Suddenly, the weather changed drastically. A gust of wind carrying mud and sand blinded the two people who were performing the ritual.
"Son!" came an old voice.
Chen Mi turned around and saw the person she had been thinking about day and night, who looked much older than she remembered.
He rushed over and hugged her tightly, his voice choked with emotion, "Mom!"
A dozen or so ghosts nearby watched this scene with joy on their faces: "Great! Mother and child have finally reunited."
July in Kyoto was very hot, but the two of them felt icy cold all over, as if they were locked in an ice cellar, hugging their arms and shivering.
"Go!" Su Lenghe pointed to the sky, and a golden light flashed, carrying the ghosts on the ground towards a certain place.
The talisman transformed into golden light, enveloping the ghost as it journeyed westward, the path to the underworld.
As the golden light vanished, the ghosts hurriedly said, "Chen Mi, we can only repay your kindness in the next life."
"Master Su, thank you!"
Goodbye, Master Su!
The gale vanished instantly, and the chill disappeared as well.
Seeing that the matter had been resolved, Su Lenghe prepared to turn and leave.
"Master Su, Master Su!"
When Ling Peng saw him, she lowered her head as if she had done something wrong: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have questioned you yesterday. You are truly capable."
Su Lenghe didn't care at all. Ling Peng continued, "Master Su, I heard that I humiliated a kind-hearted person who stood up for justice yesterday. He won't be angry, will he? I'm sorry, I..."
“He was just trying to scare you yesterday. If you come to worship him today, they will have already forgiven you.”
"Them?" Ling Peng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in surprise.
"Yes, the owners of these tombs are basically all wandering ghosts."
Just yesterday, I offended someone and this is what happened. Thinking about how he also made those arrogant remarks, Ling Peng's legs went weak and she knelt on the ground: "It's over, I'm doomed!"
Su Lenghe said, "Don't worry, they've all left."
Ling Peng let out a long sigh and cried, "I will never dare to say anything reckless again."
Su Lenghe glanced at Ling Peng: "Although you did these things out of filial piety, you lacked reverence and made many mistakes. Today, you worshipped these wandering ghosts, which can be considered as doing good deeds and accumulating merit. Do more good deeds in the future to make up for your mistakes."
Ling Peng nodded frantically: "Understood, Master Su."
These wandering ghosts have never been worshipped, and their minds are muddled. Even if they are sent to the underworld, they are essentially fools.
After someone performs a ritual to awaken them, they will not be reborn as mentally challenged children in the underworld.
Ling Peng took off the jade pendant from her neck and presented it with both hands: "Master, this was given to me by my mother. She said it can protect people and keep them safe. May I give it to you now?"
Su Lenghe refused outright, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over the jade pendant, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.
"Master Su." Ling Peng was still kowtowing when he looked up again, only to see that the beautiful figure had already walked far away.
His friend was repairing the tombstone in the back. Hearing the noise, he turned around and saw that Su Lenghe had already disappeared without a trace.
This incident sparked widespread discussion in society, with many feeling sorry for Chen Mi.
The person is gone, and the past is gone.
Although Chen Mi is no longer here, her spirit lives on.
Many people spontaneously donated money to help those in need in Chen Mi's name, and some of these donations have been deposited into Chen Mi's name.
Chen Mi distributed her merits to her mother, who was about to be punished, and to those wandering ghosts.
The fact that they are exempt from punishment and can be reincarnated reduces the workload of the underworld.
Two people dressed in Taoist robes arrived at the deserted cemetery.
What's going on? Why haven't we seen a single wandering ghost?
The two Taoist priests' expressions changed drastically. One of the younger priests said, "Senior brother, what should we do? There isn't a single ghost in sight. What about what Master told us to do?"
"Let's go back and talk about it first."
...
Su Lenghe stood by the roadside waiting for a car.
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