Operation No. 5? I frowned, why was this word so familiar? I thought about it carefully, and suddenly remembered that on the afternoon of catching insects, my master seemed to have mentioned that the child should not participate in Operation No. 5.

I stared at Hu Xueman with evil intentions, and the bearded man immediately said warily: "Don't ask me, I won't say anything, not even to death."

Who are these people? They like to hide everything from me!

I knew I couldn't ask, so I took Hu Xueman to Zhulin Xiaozhu in a depressed manner.

Walking out of the bamboo forest, Hu Xueman kept talking to me all the way about how exquisite the formation in the bamboo forest was. He took advantage of the natural momentum and cut down some bamboos to form a mysterious formation. It was really like this.

Exquisite, I'm not bragging. I can walk out of this bamboo forest with my eyes closed now. I'm just too lazy to tell Hu Xueman. My mind is full of Operation No. 5, and my heart feels so exciting that I completely forgot what I experienced that night.

What kind of psychological torture.

This is a typical example of someone who heals his scars and forgets the pain. This is also the only thick-headed part of my personality.

For curiosity, for answers, for stimulation, the nerves are thick!

When we came to the valley in the bamboo forest, Hu Xueman began to marvel at every plant and tree here, and marveled at the scenery here. It was hard for him. It was the first time he came to visit in so many years. The bearded man was a verbose person, so I lazily got off.

When I looked up, I saw that Old Man Jiang and Huijue were busy in the area where I practiced Qigong.

I walked over, threw down my schoolbag, and asked, "Master, why are you peeling bamboo?"

"Build boats." Old Man Jiang replied without raising his head.

I looked at the old man Huijue, who was cutting paper, and just said: "These hungry ghosts have to be transported by boat to return to the hungry ghost world. If the Lord of Hell does not accept them, they will suffer even more if they go there."

As soon as I put my school bag away, I helped the two old men cut the paper. To be honest, I knew they would have some detailed work that I couldn't do later, but I still know how to do these things!

To be a Taoist priest, you need to know some crafts, such as making paper figures, tying paper horses, etc. I have also practiced these. I don't have Master's exquisite craftsmanship, but it probably still doesn't trouble me.

At this time, Hu Xueman came back to his senses from his emotion about the scenery, ran over slowly, and said to my master: "Master Jiang, I just came to discuss with you."

Old Man Jiang looked up at him, and Hu Xueman showed an innocent expression again. It was indeed a bit inconsistent for a masculine, bearded man to show that innocent expression. I shuddered and thought to myself, this 'Aunt Xueman' really didn't

You are so smart that you can say the same thing twice.

I angrily came to his rescue and said: "Master, please stop staring, your eyes are about to pop out. He has already let it slip. What is Operation No. 5?"

Old Man Jiang's eyes widened even more, and now his eyeballs were really about to fall out.

Huijue put the paper back and laughed so much that she danced on the dam alone. After laughing, she pointed at Hu Xue and cursed: "Gua P."

Hu Xueman's face turned blue and red with anger, but you couldn't get angry with these two weird old men, so you could only say: "Master Jiang, don't stare at me like this, I only said one thing

Operation No. 5, nothing else was leaked!"

Hui Jue was still laughing wildly, but Hu Xueman finally couldn't help it anymore and yelled: "Master Hui, can you stop laughing? Your dentures will fall off if you laugh!"

Huijue immediately put away his smile and looked angry: "What did you say? You have dentures on your forehead? Come on, let's challenge each other."

I turned my head and glanced at Hu Xueman. This bearded uncle was so excited that he almost fainted.

That night, a beautiful boat was finally completed. The reason why it is said to be beautiful is because my master's paper-tying skills are so good. He made the boat look lifelike.

The hull of the boat is covered with dense runes, but the bamboo frame has not been specially treated.

Speaking of the paper boat, Old Man Jiang said: "Let's go down the mountain and save these hungry ghosts tonight."

"Master Jiang, but" Hu Xueman said anxiously. He had been waiting for a long time, but the two old men were only focused on making paper boats and ignored him at all.

"It's almost 8 o'clock and we haven't eaten yet. You go find some rice. I also saved some meat. There are fresh vegetables in the dustpan on the back corridor. You go make a meal and wait until I come back to eat. I'll talk about it when I get back.

." Old Man Jiang walked extremely gracefully.

"Remember to scramble two eggs." Hui Jue hummed a Shaanxi tune and said in an embellished tone.

Hu Xueman almost burst into tears and yelled: "You can ask me to embroider, but don't ask me to cook. I don't know how to do it."

"If it doesn't taste good, I'll challenge you." Old Man Jiang yelled from a distance without even looking back.

I have to keep up with this kind of thing. Anyway, Master has no objection to my going. If I stay, I won't be allowed to cook like Hu Xueman.

The way down the mountain was a bit cold, but I felt very fresh, because I had never experienced the feeling of going down the mountain so late. It was very quiet around me, and I couldn't stand the silence, so I said: "Master, is it difficult to save this hungry ghost?"

?Why do you want to go down the mountain?"

"To save the hungry ghosts, it is best to find a big river, or a tributary. Otherwise, they will not be able to return to the world of hungry ghosts smoothly. Do you want me to use a mountain stream to save them?" Old Man Jiang said, although he was speechless.

It sounds good, but it was explained to me in detail.

“Which river in the village is feasible?”

"Okay, that's a tributary of the Tuojiang River. It's enough to save these hungry ghosts." Master held my hand because there were some difficult bumps on the mountain road ahead.

My heart felt warm. Ever since I grew up, my master rarely held my hand everywhere as he did when I was a child.

In fact, I have been walking on this mountain road for so many years, and I am not afraid of any obstacles. It is just these details that I care about, and Master always reveals them inadvertently.

The river in the village is indeed a tributary of a river. If it were an ordinary small river, it would have dried up long ago, but the water level of this river has only dropped slightly.

The old man Huijue put down the boat and said, "Let's save him. When the boat comes down, I will start to save him."

Old Man Jiang nodded and put a saucer in the canopy of the boat. On it was a candle of unknown color. After it was lit, the light it gave off turned out to be green.

"Have you forgotten your sister's soul-inducing lamp? It's the same thing, and with the runes on the boat, it should be able to light the way for them to cross the border." Old Man Jiang's tone had a hint of compassion.

"Is it difficult to cross the border?" In fact, I don't know what crossing the border is at all. I only know that the earth is round, with five continents and seven oceans. Where do I have to cross the border? Even if I can see the ghosts and ghosts,

More than that, I still don’t want to believe in this world.

"It's difficult. The boundary river is difficult, especially the poor mountains and rivers in the Hungry Ghost Realm. It's extremely dangerous." Old man Huijue said suddenly, which startled me.

"The world of hungry ghosts is so scary. How can you save them by sending them back?" I think you should save them. You should save them in a happy place. What if you send them to the barren mountains and rivers?

"Ashes return to dust, soil returns to earth, and fallen leaves return to their roots. This is the best salvation! Only in your own heaven and earth can you cultivate your own fruits. The human world is not a place for them to cultivate." Huijue said.

My head was spinning for a while. What I was most afraid of was the discussion between Old Man Jiang and Hui Jue. I didn’t understand the profound meaning of it.

Old Man Jiang ignored what Huijue and I said. He just carefully took out the purple talisman folded into a triangle from the yellow cloth bag he carried with him, put it into the boat, then drew water and put the boat into the boat.

We entered the river slightly in the middle.

After returning to the shore, Old Man Jiang began to recite a spell. I didn't know what the spell was, but I saw that after the spell was completed, the paper boat floating in the river automatically floated to the middle of the river without wind, and the green candlelight

Reflected in the dark river water, it actually looked a bit desolate.

"Don't ask. This curse is an object curse. It's a curse cast on objects with runes written on them. I just help them float onto the channel." As soon as Old Man Jiang finished speaking, the paper boat stopped in the river and moved.

It didn't move either.

Which position is their channel? It's really amazing. The paper boat doesn't sink, but it can stay still in the river.

At this time, Huijue sat down cross-legged and began to recite a sutra with a very strange accent. This was definitely not a Buddhist sutra that I was familiar with, but it was not easy for me to ask questions about Buddhist matters. The old man Huijue had shouted that next year

, or he hasn’t been here for several years, and he is going to take on a disciple.

His skills were naturally passed on to his apprentices. To be honest, I think old man Huijue only knows how to chant sutras, and he doesn't have the cool and unrestrained posture of my master when he does it.

As the sutra was recited, the boat that had been stationary in the river for almost half a minute began to move, very slowly, but as the tone of the sutra became higher and higher, the boat began to move faster and faster.

My eyesight was very good, and I watched the boat float far away. Just when I thought it was about to end, something strange happened. The boat, which had been floating very well, suddenly disappeared.

No, it can't be said that it disappeared, but it sank all at once. It was not the kind of paper that was slowly soaked and then sank slowly, but it sank all at once.

I looked at all this with some disbelief, and immediately asked Master: "Master, is this crossing the line?"

Old Man Jiang's expression was a little unnatural, as if he had been thinking about something. It took him a long time to say: "Crossing the boundary is just a way of saying it. Anyway, I study Taoism, and I know the reasons for some things, but I don't know why. It's like this as required.

Yes, that's what I did. I can't give you an answer to this matter. Maybe it was just a wave that swept it down."

This statement was more in line with my thoughts, and I accepted it. There was nothing wrong with it at all.

At this time, Huijue also stood up and said: "Old Jiang, don't think too far ahead. The hungry ghost has been saved, let's go."

With that said, the three of us turned around and left the river, but I just felt that the conversation between the two old men was strange. I looked back at the river and thought to myself, where can the waves come from such a calm water flow in winter?
Chapter completed!