Shang Xin woke up from his sleep, with tears flashing in his eyes, and his ears suddenly echoed with a popular song "No Period" by Bald Huaxia many years later: "A lamp in the morning did not light up the future, who will come with hands before the heavy snow?"

Rushing for the needle, if your heart is still warm, you never feel cold, even though you are still alone in the end, the road ahead is long and rainy, who is waiting impatiently..."

Shang Xin lay in a familiar yet unfamiliar room. In his memory, this was his second home. When he got up and looked at the desk calendar beside his bed, it was already March 2005. Yes, it was the power of heaven that sent him to this era, but

As a result, ghosts and gods sleep forever in my heart, and their awakening is far away.

Yesterday's scene is still vivid in my mind. It was the Bon Festival on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month in 1991. Legend has it that a man named Mulian had a dream. He dreamed that his deceased mother fell into the ranks of hungry ghosts.

, so he brought food to his mother, but failed repeatedly. Mulian told the Buddha about this, and the Buddha advised him to make offerings to many monks and do good deeds to free his mother from his sins in the underworld. Mulian made Ullana on the 15th day of the seventh month.

Basin (Sanskrit means "rescue hanging upside down"), so the Buddhist monks collectively chanted sutras for Mulian's mother to achieve transcendence, which saved her mother from the sea of ​​suffering. But in reality, the gates of hell are wide open on this day, and ghosts are increasing. It is the middle of the year.

The most annoying day.

The ghosts and gods suddenly said in Shang Xin's heart: "The opportunity has come. Today we have the opportunity to use the power of heaven to reverse time and space. If we fail, we will have to wait another year."

"Senior Ghosts and Gods, have you found a way to control the power of heaven?" Shang Xin asked excitedly, with an excited look on his face, and continued, "Then can I go back to the future? Life is so boring now.

"It's more uncomfortable than death. It feels like a year all day long. I'm an adult in my 30s, but I have to live like a child every day. It's really torturous."

"No, I'm afraid I will never have the chance to truly control the power of heaven, because ghost cultivators have always been squeezed out by heaven, so the tribulations ghost cultivators endure during the tribulation will be several times more than those of human cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators.

But you can try to forcibly control the power of heaven. As long as the power is far higher than the maximum range that the power of heaven can bear, you can forcibly control the power of heaven. Today is the day with the heaviest yin energy in the year. It can make my

The exponential increase in power is the only opportunity to harness the power of heaven in your amulet."

After the ghosts and gods said this, they turned into a black mist and enveloped Shang Xin. The black mist continued to expand as the yin energy increased, forming layers of white frost around it. Shang Xin shivered unconsciously, it was too cold.

, it is obviously spring now, the temperature outside is already over 20 degrees, but now my body feels like I am in an ice cellar with 10 degrees below zero.

"The magic of immortals and ghosts - all spirits unite."

As the ghosts and gods cast spells, all the external Yin Qi seemed to be absorbed into the black mist, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and a layer of light frost formed around Shang Xin, completely isolating Shang Xin from the outside world.

"Ah Sneeze" Shang Xin sneezed, but he still endured it for fear of affecting the ghosts and gods' spellcasting.

"The magic of immortals and ghosts - the passage of time."

"Boom, boom," a bolt of lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl struck the amulet on Shang Xin's chest. Shang Xin's eyes suddenly lit up with white light, but his body didn't feel so cold.

"Don't be nervous, this is activating the power of heaven, and you will see some miniatures of your past later." The ghosts and gods said in the bottom of their hearts.

At this moment, a scene appeared in front of Shang Xin's eyes. He and his landlady, Sister Wang, were lying on the sofa. The woman's huge bud was rising and falling with the sound of her breathing. He was holding the woman in his arms, quietly reminiscing after the pleasure.

In the middle, the woman suddenly took out a fruit knife from her body, stabbed herself in the chest, and fell into a pool of blood.

At this time, the scene quickly switched to the scene where he killed landlord Chen, and then to the chaotic scene after the earthquake.

Then it moved to the scene of the quarrel between him and his father when he ran away from home. In the scene, his father was sitting on the sofa, his face full of disdain, and he said coldly: "What's the use of a waste like you? People in their thirties have no future at all."

No, you still need us to pay you more than 4,000 yuan in monthly rent. Do we owe you in the previous life? We should have let you die back then, and you won't have so much trouble now."

Shang Xin felt very aggrieved, anger welled up in his heart, and he shouted angrily: "How can I be a father like you? I think a father like you is really easy to be. What have you given me since I was a child? Although I am

It’s useless and you won’t make money, but I rely on myself for everything. You’ve only helped me pay the rent for 3 months, and you’re complaining like this. A father buys a car, a house, and a wife for his son.

Betrothal gift, and what about you? I never expected you to give me anything like other fathers do, but I’m really having a hard time right now. I want to save money to buy a house and pay the down payment. As a father, what’s wrong with you temporarily helping me pay the rent?”

Shang Hai slapped the table and threw the tea cup in front of Shang Xin. The ceramic cup broke into pieces with a "pop" sound, and then cursed, "You bastard, everyone has different abilities. I can support you so much, but you are still aggrieved."

La?"

Shang Xin was about to step forward to argue with his father.

"Ah... stop quarreling... please stop quarreling... Why do you two, father and son, quarrel like enemies every time they meet? Can't you communicate well? Uh... ah... ah... ah..." Mother stopped him

He grabbed Shang Xin's thigh and sat on the ground crying.

Shang Xin also started crying, and fell to his knees with a "pop" sound, "bang...bang...bang" and knocked his head hard towards the broken pieces of the tea cup, choking and saying: "The man... has gold... under his knees... and was born... in

I don't have a choice in your family... uh... uh, these three ringing heads are considered to repay... your kindness in raising me, and our father-son relationship will be severed."

Shang Xin's forehead was punctured with countless small holes by broken ceramics, and donated blood spurted out. His mother turned pale with fright, and cried: "Son... what are you doing... you cut off the relationship with him... What should I do to my mother?"

Just do it...you are embarrassing your mother..."

"Write it down on paper, I will break up with you today." Shang Hai said angrily.

"What on earth do you want to do...have a good family...how did you end up like this..." The mother kept patting the ground with her hands, and a sense of helplessness enveloped her whole body.

Shang Xin found a piece of paper and wrote a few words with the donated blood on his forehead: "I, Shang Xin, have ended my relationship with Shang Hai, and now I am severing the father-son relationship with them. If I regret it, I will die on the street!" Then he picked it up from the package.

He took out a bank card, put it on the table and said: "There is 132,700 yuan in it, which I saved through frugality for more than 10 years. The password is my mother's birthday. The three months' rent you paid for me will be paid by me myself."

Take it here, I haven't bought anything for you in so many years, so I treat the rest as buying things for you." After that, Shang Xin picked up the package and walked out of the house.

The mother hurriedly got up and ran over to stop Shang Xin, crying: "Don't go... There is no hatred between father and son overnight... Don't go... Calm down..."

"Mom, this day will come sooner or later. I know he is a stingy man. He helped me pay the rent for three months and he kept talking. My ears are almost calloused, but it won't happen again in the future.

, Mom, please take good care of yourself, I will be fine again, please don't worry." Shang Xin opened his mother's hand that stopped him and strode out of the door.

"Uh...ah...ah" the woman's cry became more intense.

The screen finally stopped in 2005, which was the year when Shang Xin was preparing for the high school entrance examination. In my memory, Shang Xin finally failed to enter high school and went to a vocational high school.

"I can't hold on anymore. Originally, I wanted to send you back to when you were 6 years old, because that was the best stage of cultivation, but my energy is almost exhausted. The power of heaven cannot be controlled casually.

I don't have much time, so I can only help you this far. I'm going to disappear. Remember, only when you become a proud being in the three worlds can you wake me up. You have to cultivate Buddhism... you have to cultivate Buddhism..." The words of ghosts and gods
Chapter completed!