■ Author: Uncle Nanshan
■ Original folk tales, plagiarism must be investigated
01, the poor boy's parents died, and he was adopted as a son by his uncle.
It is said that during the Tang Dynasty, there was a young man in the Qingzhoufu area, surnamed Hu, named Zhenbao. When Hu Zhenbao was ten years old, his parents left one after another, leaving him alone. Fortunately, his father entrusted him to his uncle Hu Maoshan before his death, and after his father's death, he passed on to his uncle as a son. From then on, he was Hu Maoshan's son.
Hu Maoshan originally had only one daughter, but now that he has Hu Zhenbao, he is also very loving. Although he is relatively poor, he still hopes that Hu Zhenbao can change his fate through reading. However, Hu Zhenbao did not like to read, and Hu Maoshan's family often cut off food at home. To this end, Hu Zhenbao decided that he would stop studying and help Hu Maoshan go to the field to help plant crops. Although Hu Zhenbao was not very old, he still looked at the work one by one, and slowly, Hu Maoshan also accepted Hu Zhenbao's decision.
02, learn the craft with the master, and go home alone in the middle of the night.
When Hu Zhenbao was sixteen years old, Hu Maoshan sent him to a mason to learn the technique of mud tiles. It is said that "he has a skill, and he is not afraid of the interruption of grain at home", Hu Zhenbao of course knows this truth, so he is also extra diligent and hardworking to learn from his master. The mason master saw that Hu Zhenbao was so diligent and obedient, and he also liked this young man, and slowly, Hu Zhenbao mastered the basic techniques of masonry. At the age of 18, he was discharged from school and was able to come out on his own to take over the work.
On this day, Hu Zhenbao went to a family in a mountain village to do mud work. After the work was done, he had dinner at the host's house, and because he had drunk some wine, he used the wine to argue to go home. The master saw that it was already a little deep at this time, and he wanted to keep him for one night, but Hu Zhenbao lifted the tool, bid farewell to the master, turned around and walked out of the door of the family.
On this night, the moon is particularly bright. Hu Zhenbao walked to the mountain path, humming a song in his mouth, and his mood was a comfortable one. Because today the master gave him ten more yuan, and these ten yuan can cut a few pounds of pig's head meat. He wanted to go to the market tomorrow to buy some good things, give them to his uncles and aunts, and honor the two old people well, in order to repay their kindness to his parenting.
03, it is convenient to cross the cemetery, and stretch out your hands from the grave.
Hu Zhenbao sang a song as he walked, and unconsciously, he actually walked into a cemetery. Looking at the raised grave bags, Hu Zhenbao couldn't help but fight a cold war. At this time, he found that he was in a hurry, and he wanted to quickly find a place to facilitate it. However, there are grave bags all around, and I don't dare to be convenient in people's graves. So he found a place with a lot of grass, squatted down, and began to facilitate.
Hu Zhenbao finished his convenience and felt comfortable with his whole body. He was trying to find something to wipe his ass, but found that he did not bring "dirty use" (paper used by the ancients for toilets), so he wanted to grab a handful of grass at random. Just when Hu Zhenbao wanted to pull the grass, suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from his head, and those hands held several pieces of paper on the left and a few pieces of paper on the right.
"Boy, you're so smelly, you're going to smoke my old man to death." However, if you come to chat with me, I will send you dirty paper. Boy, do you want yellow paper, or do you want white paper? Hearing someone talking on his head, Hu Zhenbao was so frightened that his urine flowed. He looked up and found himself conveniently under a grave bag. And those hands were sticking out of the grave bag.
04, the old man was buried in the crock pot grave, and the poor boy demolished the grave to save people.
"There are ghosts!" Hu Zhenbao pulled on the waistband of his pants and wanted to run. "Boy, don't you run, I'm not a ghost, I'm a human, I'm a human!" The voice coming from behind was anxious. Hearing that it was a man, Hu Zhenbao slowly calmed down, and he had the courage to walk to the grave bag, at this time, he found that he had just stood in a crock pot grave (in some places in ancient times, the custom of "crock pot grave" was popular. The tomb was dug out of the ground, surrounded by green bricks, and the top was issued with bricks, leaving an entrance and exit, resembling a crock pot, hence the name. When the parents turn 60 years old, the children will carry the parents to the nearby mountain, dig a hole similar to a crock pot, put their parents into the hole, the children of the family will come to deliver food every day, add a brick after the meal, day after day, the brick will be higher and higher, until the grave is closed, the old man will not come out. When filial piety's children deliver meals, they will also chat with the elderly, nag at home, and add a brick in a few days. What is not filial piety is to throw the rice in and add bricks in a hurry. This kind of thing is also called "crock pot grave", "flower shell burial", "sixty return warehouse", "abandonment of old customs") below. Most of the crock grave had been sealed, leaving only a few bricks unsealed. The old man's hand came out of the opening of the hole that had not yet been sealed.
Hu Zhenbao thought to himself, whose child, so unfilial, actually put his old man in the crock pot grave. So he asked softly, "Old man, are you a person who lives in a crock pot grave?" Or did your child put you in a crock pot grave? The old man sighed, "Boy, in fact, although I am old enough to be a flower armour, I am not blind or deaf, it was my filial piety who threw me into this crock pot grave, I think people will always die, and they will not struggle, so they simply live here." ”
Hu Zhenbao, a kind-hearted man, said, "Old man, I'll dig you out." Your children don't want you, I'll take you home and let me honor you. The old man in the crock pot grave listened and sighed, "You and I are not related to each other, how dare I ask you to be filial?" However, I have a unique skill, and if you learn it, you can enjoy a rich life in the future. Hu Zhenbao nodded, and took out the tools such as the tile knife he was carrying, but he could tear down the grave and save people.
05, the person in the tomb is a tall person, teaching the boy to learn to dig a well.
Hu Zhenbao demolished the crock pot grave, helped out the old man in the crock pot grave, and then helped the old man and slowly walked towards his home. He placed the old man in his old mansion, and then returned to Hu Maoshan's side and told Hu Maoshan about the fact that he had saved the old man in a crock pot grave. Hu Maoshan saw that Hu Zhenbao had his own ideas, but he did not say anything, he just said, such a thing, do not say it, to avoid being heard by the children of the elderly, but also to find the old man, then it will be difficult for him to exonerate.
The old man said that his name was Shen, and he could be called Lao Shen in the future. He rested at Hu Zhenbao's house for a few days and was fully restored. Then, he called Hu Zhenbao to his side and taught him how to find the direction of the well, how to use the reel to support the wellhead, how to dig down with iron, how to strengthen the well wall and other details. After the teaching, Lao Shen said that digging wells focuses on practice, so you will follow me to dig wells everywhere. Digging wells is a technical job, and with this skill, there are also a lot of people digging. However, when encountering murderous houses and wells that do not produce water, how to deal with them is the key to making a lot of money.
In this way, Lao Shen took Hu Zhenbao to various villages to find work digging wells. Because Hu Zhenbao learned the mud shingle technique, digging a well is also very easy. In less than half a year, he mastered the basic digging techniques such as point of view, digging wells, water outlets, reinforcement, fences, etc., and became a qualified well digger. Seeing that Hu Zhenbao had mastered the technique of digging wells, Lao Shen decided to teach him the most important digging skills: sealing and opening wells.
06, enter the murderous house to seal the well to exterminate the ghost, and get the master to reward silver with twelve.
On this day, Lao Shen heard that there was a murderous mansion nearby, and it was often haunted at night. The master was overwhelmed and wanted to find a Taoist priest to exorcise the ghosts, but the money was also out, the dojo was also done, and the murderous house was still haunted. There was no way, the owner of the murderous house posted a notice, wanting to ask someone to exorcise the ghost, saying that if he could really exorcise the ghost successfully, he would reward the exorcist with ten or two silver. Ten or two grains of silver, which is enough to buy a good house. Old Shen said to Hu Zhenbao, "Go, now we can go out of the mountains to earn money." ”
He took Hu Zhenbao to the front of the murderous house, found the owner, and then asked the owner if they had a well in the house. The owner said there was a well in the backyard of the house, but the well was abandoned. Lao Shen asked his master to pay him five or two pieces of silver before he was willing to catch the ghost. When the master saw the seriousness of Lao Shen's face, he first paid Lao Shen five or two pieces of silver. With these five or two pieces of silver, Lao Shen invited a Daoist priest to come with a spell to seal the ghost. He put the spells in a big net and threw them into the dry well. After a while, only a few thick smokes rose from the dry well, and some twittering sounds were heard, and the calm was restored.
Lao Shen asked Hu Zhenbao to throw stones and dirt into the well and fill in the dry well. Then he placed a gossip mirror at the mouth of the well and told his master not to move the gossip mirror easily. Sure enough, for a few days in a row, the old mansion never had any more haunted strange things. The master was very happy, so he gave Lao Shen and Hu Zhenbao ten pieces of silver as a thank you.
07, to the new house to restart the dry well, but dug a living thing.
After getting ten pieces of silver, Hu Zhenbao also knew from his master's mouth that some strange things often happened to the abandoned well, and the abandoned well was often a place where some yin qi gathered. Over time, some ghosts may appear in those gloomy abandoned wells. Therefore, using spells to drive away ghosts, burying waste wells with earth and stones, and then blocking the wellhead with Bagua mirrors can completely drive away ghosts. After listening to the master's words, Hu Zhenbao knew that Lao Shen was actually a real high-ranking person. However, what surprised Hu Zhenbao even more was that Lao Shen's real ability was far from the ability to seal the Yin Well.
On The Middle Of the Year, families in the town built a new house and dug a new well in their backyard. Originally, the new well came out of the water well, but it didn't take a few days, the well dried up, and many masters were found to deal with it, and they couldn't let the new well that had just been dug out of the water, just like that, a good new well became a dry well. This made the owner of the house very depressed, and he came up with a notice to ask the high man to come and see.
Lao Shen took Hu Zhenbao to the family's house, and he looked at the well and said, "There must be water under this well, and I will definitely let it come out." After saying that, he asked Hu Zhenbao to sit in a basket and go down to the bottom of the well and start digging. However, Hu Zhenbao dug for a while, and then shouted loudly: "Master, no, I dug up something soft and soft." When Lao Shen heard this, he shouted in fright: "When you encounter living creatures digging a well, you can't dig anymore, so you should hurry up." ”
08, put the living creatures into the sea, enjoy the glory and good fruit.
When the master saw that Lao Shen refused to dig the well again, he quickly said to him, "Master, if you can help make my well come out of the water, I will add three or two pieces of silver to you." Old Shen thought to himself: Originally our salary was two or two pieces of silver, and now if we add three or two, that is not five or two pieces of silver. These five or two pieces of silver plus the previous ten silver, then Zhen Bao can buy a house and marry a wife, but I have to take this risk.
So he went down to the bottom of the well himself, and in a few moments he came up with a golden old eel. He asked Hu Zhenbao to take a bucket of water, and then put the old eel into the bucket. He said to Hu Zhenbao, "You hurry up and put this old eel into the big river." Hu Zhenbao carried the bucket to the river, and he put the yellow eel into the river. The yellow eel stared at Hu Zhenbao for a moment, then sank to the bottom of the water. After a while, the sky was thick with dark clouds, and a dragon suddenly sprang out from the bottom of the water and flew into the sky. At this time, Hu Zhenbao realized that what he released was originally a dragon.
Hu Zhenbao returned to Lao Shen's side and found that the dry well had come out of the water. They took the five or two pieces of silver given by their master and returned home happily. With this dozen or two pieces of silver, Hu Zhenbao repaired the old mansion well. Hu Maoshan and his wife found a matchmaker and helped Hu Zhenbao say a hard-working girl. Soon the two became intimate. After becoming relatives, Hu Zhenbao and his wife honored the three elderly people and lived a warm and happy life. Relying on his own well-digging skills, Hu Zhenbao's life became more and more prosperous, and later, Hu Zhenbao and his wife also gave birth to three children, and they were all very successful. And Lao Shen also lived to be eighty years old before he died. It seems that as long as a person has a good heart, there will be good rewards, which is the so-called "good cause and good effect". Friends, you say, is that right? Welcome to leave a message in the comment area to discuss.
【Disclaimer】:This story is a fictional original folk tale, based on folklore, strange talk, myths, stories, legends, etc., aiming to inherit, expand and develop Chinese folk cultural heritage, do not be linked to feudal superstition!
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