Traveling through the Lotus Tower: Li Lianhua, you must live well

On the 15th day of July, the Ghost Festival, the Earth God pardons sins. It is advisable to demolish houses and destroy walls, but do not do anything else; avoid doing anything inappropriate.

"Aci, it's almost time. We should go to the beach." Li Lianhua stood at the door of Su Ci's house, holding the things for worship.

Su Ci: "Okay, I'll come."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Ci walked out quickly with a jar of wine.

She locked the door and walked quietly to the beach with Li Lianhua.

As soon as he arrived there, Su Ci was surprised to find that there were many people worshipping, including many people from the underworld.

Su Ci asked in confusion: "Why are there so many people? I thought everyone was at home worshipping the dead."

While looking for an open space, Li Lianhua explained distractedly, "The Zhongyuan Festival is one of the four major sacrificial festivals. Taoists worship the Earth God and pray for the determination of good and evil in the world, while folks worship their ancestors and lonely ghosts. Buddhism holds the Yulanpen Festival to liberate the ancestors of all generations.

Therefore, those who came here today are not only those who worship their deceased relatives and ancestors, but also some people who invited monks and Taoist priests to perform rituals, set up altars and hold offerings, and worship the homeless souls. This is called a public sacrifice. "

As he spoke, he pointed specifically at the monk who was performing a ritual.

Su Ci nodded in sudden realization. In modern times, the Ghost Festival usually involves burning some paper for one's deceased relatives. It's not that grand.

In the past, when she celebrated the Ghost Festival, she always burned paper money at home and didn't pay attention to these details.

Li Lianhua looked at Su Ci strangely. Although she was puzzled as to why she didn't know such common sense, she didn't say much.

After finding a suitable open space, Li Lianhua lit the white candles and incense she had brought and stuck them into the ground, then took out a piece of yellow paper money.

Holding the yellow paper money in one hand and placing the other hand in the middle, he gently turned his wrist and the paper money instantly spread out into a fan shape.

Li Lianhua picked up a few pieces of yellow paper money, brought them close to the white candle, lit them with the candlelight, and then placed them on the ground.

Su Ci also took out yellow paper money and placed it on the burning paper money one by one.

Looking at the burning small fire, she prayed silently in her heart: Senior Qi, if you are still alive in heaven, please bless Li Lianhua with peace and happiness, good luck in everything, and good fortune in times of trouble.

If possible, please send him a dream and give him some advice. He misses you very much and has been blaming himself for killing you.

The burning firelight made Li Lianhua's face flicker, making Su Ci unable to see his face clearly.

Su Ci hesitated for a while and said, "Li Lianhua, I'll go to the side and rest for a while and come back later. You..."

Li Lianhua came back to her senses and glanced at Su Ci. She knew that she wanted to leave some time for herself to be alone, so she nodded: "Go, don't go too far."

Li Lianhua watched Su Ci leave, and only looked away when she saw her standing not far away.

"Old man, it's not convenient for me to visit you this year. Next time I will definitely bring you some good wine and food. Don't be angry with me this time.

Oh, now, even if you are angry, I can't see it. "

Li Lianhua shook her head, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"As for me, I always remembered that you said I would bring you some good wine when I came back to see you. Look, I brought you something good."

As he spoke, he picked up the jar of wine that Su Ci had brought over and shook it.

"I don't know if you drink every day over there. Without the mistress watching you, I guess you must be drinking to your heart's content.

This wine was prepared by Ah Ci, my sweetheart, especially for you. You must taste it carefully."

As he spoke, he poured out two bowls, clinked them together, then turned his wrist and spilled the wine in his left hand onto the ground, placing the other bowl on the ground.

He was in a daze for a while, and then talked about some interesting things intermittently, and he talked most about Su Ci.

"Old man, I...I'm going to break my promise. It will probably be a long time before I can be buried next to you. By then, your apprentice's wife and I will be with you. You won't blame me for breaking my promise, right?"

After saying that, he looked up at Su Ci not far away and smiled.

At this moment, a breeze blew up the ends of Li Lianhua's hair, as if responding to his words, or as if comforting him.

Li Lianhua's tears instantly fell.

"Master!"

On the other side, Su Ci stared into the void in a daze, with a few words floating past his ears from time to time.

Suddenly, she caught the three words "Li Xiangyi".

Su Ci came back to his senses and looked over. The person who was speaking was a man wearing a coarse linen shirt and holding an ordinary iron sword.

He was releasing a Kongming lantern, clasping his hands together and muttering to himself, "May God bless Li Xiangyi to be reborn into a good family in the next life, so that he can live a safe, happy, healthy and long life. He is a good man, I hope he doesn't die so short like in this life."

There were many men and women around him, all worshipping Li Xiangyi.

Su Ci looked back at Li Lianhua and softened his brows.

Li Lianhua, you see, there are still people in this world who care about Li Xiangyi.

Seeing that he had almost finished the worship, he walked over and pulled up Li Lianhua, and bowed to the candlelight, "Senior Qi, let me borrow Li Lianhua for now, and I will return it to you later."

Then he pulled him towards the man.

Li Lianhua followed him for a few steps in confusion, then turned back to the direction of the candlelight and said, "Old man, Ah Ci and I are leaving first. We'll talk to you next time we go to Yunyin Mountain."

Su Ci was a little surprised: "Not chatting anymore?"

Li Lianhua shook her head: "We have said almost everything we need to say. We can talk about it next time if we have anything else to say."

Su Ci: "Okay. Let's go over there. I just heard someone worshipping Li Xiangyi."

Li Lianhua stopped walking when she heard this. "They are offering sacrifices to Li Xiangyi, why should we go there? Let's go home, Aci. The vixen is still waiting for us at home."

Su Ci ignored his retreat, pulled hard, and pulled him forward.

Li Lianhua couldn't persuade her and could only follow her resignedly.

I couldn't help but complain in my heart: Really, I don't know who came up with this stupid idea, running to the beach to burn paper for Li Xiangyi.

After a few steps, the two of them arrived at the place where Li Xiangyi was worshipped.

Among these people, some were releasing Kongming lanterns, some were releasing river lanterns, some were burning paper money, and some were even making wishes to Li Xiangyi's tablet.

This made Li Lianhua feel a little helpless.

Looking at these people who admired, admired and missed Li Xiangyi, Li Lianhua was distracted.

Su Ci looked at the dazed Li Lianhua with a smile.

Hey, Li Lianhua, you see, there are still many people who remember the good deeds that Li Xiangyi once did.

He's nice, right?

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This chapter is inspired by the rice baby who loves to eat fried eggs with garlic sprouts.