During the Tang Dynasty, there was a woman named Zhuo Yiman in Chongwu County, her husband Hu Tianhu was an honest woodcutter, the in-laws and mothers-in-law were also alive, the mother-in-law Jiang Clan worked hard and complained, Zhuo Yiman could not find fault, only the father-in-law Hu Laohan was sick in bed, and could not bring any benefits to the family.
Hu Laohan not only can't bring a little benefit to the family, but also has to bother the family to take care of him to eat and drink Lasa, for a long time Zhuo Yiman is more and more disgusted with his father-in-law, calling him "old and immortal" all day long, in front of his mother-in-law, Zhuo Yiman also refers to Sang Huai, as if Hu Laohan lived one more day, it was a great sin.
After more than three years of this, Hu Laohan really couldn't stand his daughter-in-law's anger, and one day he took advantage of his wife Jiang's outing to untie the waist rope and commit suicide at the head of the bed.

In the evening, Jiang Shi came back to see her husband's body and couldn't help but cry, but Zhuo Yiman was very happy to learn that her father-in-law had died.
After more than half a year, Zhuo Yiman became pregnant, she became the baby knot of the family, Jiang Shi did his best to serve her, did not let her do a little work, Zhuo Yiman also gave her mother-in-law Jiang s face everywhere, she felt that jiang's cooking was not delicious, and forced her husband Hu Tianhu to buy meat for her to eat every three to five, so that it was a day of birth, because the fetus was too difficult to give birth, Zhuo Yiman had a hard time giving birth to his son, but he fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss.
I don't know how long later, Zhuo Yiman woke up, she felt herself slowly floating out of the body, when two tall men wearing pointed hats entered the bedroom to arrest her, Zhuo Yiman struggled, but they still put on bracelets and anklets.
Zhuo Yiman just wanted to open his mouth to ask for forgiveness, but he was frightened by the appearance of the two people around him, because the heads under their hats were one with a bull's head and the other with a horse's head, which was clearly two ghosts! Zhuo Yiman realized that he was dead!
Zhuo Yiman was pushed out by the minotaur horse noodles, she saw her husband Hu Tianhu crying and rushing in, and her mother-in-law Jiang Shi was also lying on her body crying bitterly, she wanted to call her husband for help, but her husband seemed to be unable to hear her. Behind her, the minotaur was still urging her, and Zhuo Yiman had to stagger forward, and along the way she met seven or eight people who were handcuffed like herself, including men and women, and they were also surrounded by different ghosts.
The group did not know how long they had walked, the road ahead was dark and deep, the roadside was lit with dim lights, surrounded by thick fog, Zhuo Yiman walked tired and hungry, but did not dare to stop, she stopped for a moment, and the minotaur behind her took a whip to smoke her.
After walking for a while, the crowd came to a very high castle tower, the walls were high, surrounded by countless green ghost fires, and the terrible cries of the ghosts filled the eardrums, and Zhuo Yiman felt very afraid.
At this time, the people in front of them all entered the city, but Zhuo Yiman struggled not to enter the city, just an ugly monk dressed in rags, and half of his face was burned out, coming from a distance, Zhuo Yiman saw the monk, and shouted loudly: "Monk help!" ”
When the monk heard this, he came over and smiled, "Since the benefactor has called me for help, I should save you." ”
Minotaur Listened and said busily, "Zenza Bodhisattva, this sinful woman abused her in-laws and mother-in-law and deserves to be sent to hell, unless there is great merit, otherwise today is the time of her death." ”
The monk said, "I know, only because I have been sheltered by her family for many years, and now that she knows my face, please let me take her back!" ”
As soon as the monk's voice fell, the chains on Zhuo Yiman's hands and feet fell off in response, and the minotaur saw that the matter had reached this point, so he had to retreat in salute, and the monk led Zhuo Yiman on the way back.
Zhuo Yiman felt that although the road was long, the journey back was very short, as if in the blink of an eye, Zhuo Yiman followed the monk back to his home, and there was a black lacquered coffin in the middle of the hall of the house, and Zhuo Yiman's body was in the coffin.
After the monk entered the hall, he quickly shrank into a hole in the wall on the right, but Zhuo Yiman involuntarily fell on his body. After a few moments, Zhuo Yiman woke up and slowly sat up from the coffin, but at this time her heart was full of sorrow, because she still remembered the experience of the journey to Yinji just now!
In the hall, everyone saw the corpse sitting up, they were frightened to run outside, only Hu Tianhu stopped his steps when he was ready to step on the threshold, turned his head and looked at his wife, Zhuo Yiman shouted at him, Hu Tianhu dared to come forward, he had the courage to probe his wife's sniffles with his hands, and found that his wife really came alive, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy, Jiang Shi also ran over at this time, she saw her daughter-in-law alive, and she was also excited to shed tears.
Zhuo Yiman under the careful conditioning of the doctor, gradually recovered his health, also began to feed his son Hu Bohao, her only concern is why the ugly monk disappeared on the wall of his home, one day Zhuo Yiman let her husband move the ladder, she personally climbed to the west wall of the hall to check, found a palm-length gilded tin staff inserted in the wall, the tin staff carved a bald monk, the entire tin staff was burned, the monk's face was burned black, looking very ugly.
It turned out that this small tin staff was picked up by Zoeman's uncle on the day of sending her relatives, and because it was not pure gold, it was burned again, and no one took it seriously, who knew that uncle actually inserted this small tin staff into the wall hole in her family hall, when Zoeman had heard Uncle Zhuo say that the tin staff was carved with Jizo Bodhisattva.
Later, Zhuo Yiman slowly could not remember the events of that year, but she understood that she had been to the ghost gate once, and never dared to treat her mother-in-law harshly, but on the second day after her son Hu Bohao's eighteenth birthday, Zhuo Yiman still died, and this time she did not wake up again.