Chapter 280: Even though the rain is heavy, it is difficult to return
Gong Mengbi said, "The Five Gods have committed countless evil deeds, and sooner or later they will be punished by Heaven. But before that, someone must collect evidence of their crimes. If your son repents and is willing to help, I can report to the Yue Mansion and treat him leniently. Although I can't save his life, I can leave a good impression on him, which can be considered a chance of escape."
"If he refuses to repent and is determined to join the evil spirit, he will surely be captured by it and become an accomplice to its evil deeds. Then I will be helpless."
Although the shopkeeper Ma cared about the father-son relationship, he was not sure that Ma Zengguang would be able to turn back from his wrong path. He could only say with tears in his eyes: "Please, great immortal, let us persuade him well."
Gong Mengbi said: "I will help you, even if your son refuses to turn back, I will help you escape."
Shopkeeper Ma shed tears sadly, but Huan'er had already given up.
Gong Mengbi sighed softly. He was willing to give this opportunity only because of his good fortune and the influence of his ancestors, but other than that, he was not prepared to do anything extra.
Gong Mengbi knew that he had some bad habits of being a know-it-all, but he was not yet at the point of helping those sinners who were mired in greed and stained with blood to exonerate themselves.
Even the Rakshasa Ghost Mother and the Skull God would only be willing to do something to punish past sins, warn future ones, or cure illnesses and save people if the consequences of their evil deeds have already been seen and the subsequent evil has not yet been committed.
The young master's retribution has not yet arrived, and his greed has not yet subsided. Even if Gong Mengbi is willing to rescue him, I am afraid he may not be willing to give up the millions of taels of gold.
However, success has its advantages, and failure has its advantages. Gong Mengbi has already made plans for both scenarios.
It was already four o'clock in the morning when we came back from the flower boat.
Ma Zengguang went into the room and called Huan'er's name. After calling once, he stopped when there was no response, revealing an expression of disgust.
He seemed relieved that no one answered him and no one shared his bed with him.
But he didn't know that in the smoke-filled place in the house where he couldn't see, his parents and wife were watching him.
Huan'er covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound, but she couldn't stop crying.
The old lady held her in her arms and patted her back gently, shedding tears silently.
There has never been a more embarrassing moment than this. The old lady has been kind to others all her life and has never felt as embarrassed as she does now.
Shopkeeper Ma was shaking with anger, his lips trembling, but his words seemed particularly pale and powerless at this moment.
Gong Mengbi narrowed his eyes and blew out a puff of smoke lightly.
It was almost dawn and Ma Zengguang was sleeping soundly when he heard someone knocking on the door.
He cursed angrily: "Can't I sleep so early in the morning?"
A cry rang out from the doorway: "Mom and Dad are gone! Ma Zengguang, Mom and Dad are gone!"
Ma Zengguang was shocked and crawled out of bed. When he opened the door, he saw Huan'er crying breathlessly.
He hurried to the shopkeeper Ma's room without saying a word, and sure enough, he saw his old parents lying quietly on the bed, without a sound.
He fell to his knees with a thud, his heart in agony, and cried out, "Dad, Mom!"
He just cried, but not a single tear fell.
The old couple was buried with great ceremony and a mourning hall was set up at home.
The Wutong God occupied the main hall, and the mourning hall could only be set up in the side hall.
Huan'er had cried all her tears and seemed like a hollow shell. She stayed awake all night long, keeping vigil for her parents-in-law.
Ma Zengguang felt uncomfortable watching this and cursed, "Can't you just go get some sleep? My parents are the ones who died, and I'm here to take care of them. Do you really need to be pretending like that?"
Huan'er's eyes were empty. After trying to regain some consciousness, she said, "You pissed my parents off to death."
Ma Zengguang was furious and slapped Huan'er in the face.
Huan'er had lost the strength to support herself, and she hit her head on the coffin, causing her forehead to bleed.
She suddenly laughed and said, "Ma Zengguang, just watch, just watch!"
She staggered out of the door, and not long after, Ma Zengguang saw Huan'er hanged in her parents' room. Her mourning clothes were white and the blood on her head was red.
Ma Zengguang only felt a buzzing in his head, feeling painful, but also relieved.
I was left alone in one day.
Ma Zengguang was so tired that he fell asleep while keeping vigil.
It was just a short dream, and then he saw his old parents coming to see him with shackles on their backs.
Ma Zengguang asked, "Dad and Mom, why are you wearing shackles?"
The old parents cried, "You worshipped the Five Evil Spirits for wealth, but your yin virtue was taken away by them, and you still owe many yin debts. After we die, we will become slaves and suffer to repay our yin debts."
"Son, turn back! Otherwise, not only will your ancestors suffer, but even your descendants will be burdened with the debt and it will be difficult for them to turn over a new leaf."
When he woke up, Ma Zengguang went before the Five Gods and asked, "Why are my parents suffering in the underworld?"
Wutong Shendao said: "Your wealth and honor are not obtained for nothing. If you are not born with wealth, you will naturally have to borrow Yin debts. If you are rich and honored throughout your life, your ancestors will have to pay you back for eighteen generations."
Ma Zengguang's lips trembled as he asked, "Can't you just let my parents go?"
Wutong Shendao said, "Of course you can. If you're willing to give up wealth and glory and repay the debt you've borrowed, then of course you can redeem your parents. But if you go out nine times and return thirteen times, the debt you've borrowed won't be enough to pay it off, and you'll still have to sacrifice your life's luck. If you're willing to live a life of poverty and hardship, we can also set your parents free."
Ma Zengguang went out in a daze and spent the whole day drunk.
He no longer married or had children, but he continued to be rich and wealthy, and his wealth never ran out.
When he was middle-aged, the yamen runners suddenly came to arrest him, saying, "Ma Zengguang, you've committed a crime!"
Ma Zengguang was horrified and asked, "What have I done wrong?"
The victim came to the door to complain. First, it was a woman who said, "You killed my husband and took the Buddhist scriptures. You must compensate my husband!"
A few more old men said, "Our sons were your brothers, but you killed them. You must pay for their lives."
Ma Zengguang was thrown into prison. Inside, he called out to the Five Gods and cursed, "You didn't keep your promise. You promised me a lifetime of wealth and prosperity. Why did you put me in jail?"
The Five-Power God appeared and said, "You refuse to marry and have children, and your yin debt cannot be repaid. Of course, I can only guarantee you wealth and prosperity in the first half of your life. As for the second half, it will still be a life of hardship."
Ma Zengguang said: "I am willing to marry and have children!"
The Five Gods laughed heartily and said, "You should have said it earlier. Many children bring blessings."
The laughter of Wutongshen gradually faded away, and Ma Zengguang walked out of the prison in a daze. Not only was he not in trouble, but he also received compensation.
As he walked on the road, he felt the sun was very dazzling.
Suddenly, a Taoist priest appeared in front of Ma Zengguang, blocked his way, and said, "Donor, you are possessed by an evil spirit."
Ma Zengguang came to his senses and said, "What kind of evil spirit is this? Stop talking nonsense."
The Taoist priest shook his head and said, "Donor, Wutong has caused great harm to people and has spread endless poison. Only by turning back early can you be freed."
Ma Zengguang suddenly grabbed the Taoist's sleeve and asked, "Master, do I still have a chance to turn back?"
The Taoist replied, "Let go of greed and give up glory, and there will naturally be a chance for liberation."
Ma Zengguang thought of the suffering he had endured in prison. To make him go back to those terrible days would be worse than killing him.
He unconsciously loosened his hand and forced a smile, saying, "I know what's going on. I know what's going on."
He hurried away from the Taoist priest, fearing that he would catch up with him.
But the Taoist priest just looked at him and said: "Although the rain is heavy, it cannot moisten the grass without roots; although the Tao is broad, it only saves those who are destined to be saved."
"Pathetic and hateful."
But Ma Zengguang left in a hurry and could no longer hear any of this.
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