Internet photo 62. Lonely old body Immediately, Van entered a village deep in the forest. The trees are overgrown, the trees are old, the sky is dark, murky. Going inside, Van saw an old man of about 84 years old, bald forehead, sitting on a chair, looking sad and bored. The place where the old man sat was a large shack, like the dormitory on a subsidized day. Van surfed to the gate, there was a 3-storey tower, like a tower to worship the relics of the monks. Suddenly, Van heard a voice of a certain person in his ear: This guy, his wife passed away until the end of the month, the family did not know, revered the magic, after giving the funeral, threw all the things into the river. Pink, there are two black breast plates that are rusty due to water rust, so life is damaged, call destiny go both. Time is just before and after, not to mention a few years of disrespecting the superior, the family is also atrophy. In the old days, he was a mandarin, only greedy, managed thousands of vaulted money, but did not know how to create merit in the world … Hearing this, Van was also startled. It is true that in the past, I heard more or less about this and that, I did not expect it to be so big that there were days when it came to the Land of the Land, the crime intensified, and the karma was full of me. Poor sadness for his loneliness, not knowing his life is short. Van turned, quickly walked through the night, continued inside. The sound of wild chicken crowing three wings resounded, everything was still still, cold. (continue) Nguyen Van Long – Huyen Am Mong May Huyen Yin Dao Quan April 28, 2021 (March 17 in lunar calendar)

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58. Ancient citadel, the King taught the story

Going a long distance, Van felt like he was walking into a misty area, passing a big road, with some distant mountains blowing cold, blurry. The sky runs very slowly and is murky. Through the dark mist, Van saw a very big goal, as if it were built of black brown brick, the gate of the Citadel was as big and majestic as a hundred times that of the Citadel gate on the Tran. Van brought a younger brother, but he seems to be being reminded of something by a critic, but has not been allowed to enter the Citadel temporarily.

Van went through and saw a large yard, cold and empty, with no one. Then suddenly appeared a tall, majestic attire, hat, belt like a dragon, a black brown shirt, a hat quite similar to that of Emperor Jade Emperor. Looking at him big, beautiful, sitting on a chair shaped like a dragon fighting. Van told me, I do not know which person is in the Ten Hades, or this person is Phong Do Dai.

He both taught, reminded, instructed Van, virtuous, strict, but not harsh, like a place with karmic conditions. The owner of Thanh Bao about building and repairing something, making a three-door gate, decorated in dark color, looking over but modest. Van stood below, looked up to meet the King, but found himself small and small. After the story, in his heart happily, Van turned in the direction of his right hand, penetrating deep inside, a vast and vast area dim. Going forever without seeing anyone, the wind pushes from where it sounds cold. Van thinks about his brother, maybe it has been a long time. Van took a breath, his feet did not touch the ground, glided over the dew and soared.

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* Nguyen Van Long – Huyen Am Mong May

Huyen Yin Dao Quan, 5:15.11 / 4/2021 (February 30 in lunar calendar)