During the Song Xianping period, there was a scholar named Song Yan. He studies very hard every day, and he wants to show his full ambition in the middle. Unfortunately, he lacked a little talent for prose. He didn't become a student until he was nearly 30 years old, and the following year he went to another place to take the township exam.
Although, Song Yan did not have much hope for whether she could be promoted. But he also thought he was lucky, and even packed his bags and embarked on the journey.
Because the family was not rich and could not rent a carriage all the way, Song Yan stopped and walked all the way. To save trouble, he often spent the night in a temple or farmhouse in the countryside.
On this day, Song Yan crossed a big mountain, and before he reached the top, he saw that it was late and thought, "Tonight, I can't say that I will stay." Go up the hill again, just hope to find a family, and it is good to have eaves to block the wind and rain. ”
With this in mind, he paid special attention to the scenery on both sides of the road.
Unexpectedly, after walking for half a day, I did not see the figure of the farmer, but suddenly I saw a lonely grave standing on the side of the road, and several wild dogs were digging soil on the grave. Several bones and a tattered piece of clothing were revealed in the tomb.
When Song Yan saw this, he couldn't bear it in his heart, so he rushed forward to beat him with a stick and scolded the wild dog away. Looking at the grave again, the white bones were lean, and although the clothes were worn and dirty, it could be seen that it was once a superior brocade.
"It seems that she is also a rich woman, why is she buried here alone?" Song Yan couldn't help but mutter, feeling a little strange. "Well, you're a woman, it's a pity, Xiaosheng did some good things today, it's a piece of virtue."
After saying that, Song Yan picked up the bones and clothes thrown by the wild dog and put them back. In the tomb, the tomb soil is re-covered. After doing all this, he folded his hands and bowed to the lonely grave: "Please forgive this girl, Xiaosheng is too weak to move the grave for you, he can only do his best." ”
After the prayer, Song Yan brushed off the dust on her clothes and continued to hurry. Perhaps by his good fortune, this time he walked not far and saw a temple. Amazingly, the temple is bright and generous, with red gates towering over it, and even the paint looks like it's new. And in front of the temple gate, there is also a snow-white lion.
Song Yan couldn't help but mutter, "It's very strange, how can there be such a magnificent temple in this desolate mountain?" Looking at the white lion, his hair was shiny and his demeanor was docile. , even more surprising.
At this time, the door of the temple was gently pushed open, and a small novice came out of it. When the little novice saw Song Yan, he greeted him with a smile and said, "Is this benefactor here to offer incense?" ”
Song Yan said busily: "I'm just a student, I want to go to the provincial city, passing by here, I want to stay overnight, is it convenient for the little young master?" ”
Xiao Shami smiled and said, "It's okay, although I am only Shami, but I know that the Buddha told you to do more good deeds, please come in." This lion. Inspired by the Buddha, he volunteered to come to the monastery to listen. Every day in the Dharma, the giver need not be afraid. ”
Song Yan felt very surprised, entered the temple, and talked to the little novice as he walked. thing. According to Xiao Shami, the temple is very prosperous because its prayers are very magical, and there are miracles of the white lion voluntarily believing in The Buddha.
Now, because many parts of the temple need to be repaired, a notice has been posted early saying that the temple will be closed for three months. This is the desolate scene now. Song Yan listened, and the many doubts in his heart were immediately resolved, and he no longer doubted what he said.
Little Shami led him to a monastery, where he rested, and then left. Song Yan entered the room and saw that the room was very elegant and neatly arranged, and there were four treasures from the study on the case, and she couldn't help but like it more.
That night, Song Yan was reading and studying on the shore. He wanted to take advantage of this good night and read a few more books, but somehow, shortly after nightfall, he couldn't help but get sleepy. Gradually he sat down at his desk and began to fall asleep.
In the fog, Song Yan suddenly heard a soft sound coming from outside the window, and a cold wind blew in, waking him up. I don't know when, there was a woman dressed in white at the table, standing there quietly.
Song Yan was so frightened that the book fell. He was about to get up and shout, but he heard the woman in white say, "Benefactor, don't be surprised, the little girl has come to save the benefactor." Earlier today, thank you to the benefactor for helping me sort it out. "Tomb, the little girl has no thought of thanking, I came to help my benefactor. Hurry up, benefactor, there is no one in this temple! "
It was said that Song Yan did not know where he was and wanted to ask why. But before he could finish speaking, suddenly a white lion jumped in from the window, roared at Song Yan, and opened its mouth.
The woman in white rushed forward and grabbed Song Yan's hand. He only felt that his body was light and carried up to the sky by a woman. Looking at the soles of his feet, there is no grand temple. It was clearly a desolate cemetery with ghost fire flickering.
The woman in white led Song Yan to the side of the road and asked, "This... What's going on? ”
The woman sighed and told the story of what had happened. It turned out that the cemetery had once been a criminal who had committed a criminal case nearby. After being beheaded, no one recovered, and he was abandoned in this cemetery.
Over time, many evil spirits grew in the cemetery. One of the most powerful evil spirits uses multiple spell combinations to turn a temple into a temple to deceive passers-by. Once the traveler rested in the temple, he was transformed by evil spirits. The successful white lion ate it, absorbed the yang qi and died.
The woman in white was a traveler passing through this place, and was also killed by evil spirits. After Song Yan heard the truth, she was shocked and rejoiced for herself. Unexpected kindness saved his life.
A few months later, Song Yan's article was appreciated by the examiner and successfully selected. On the way back to his hometown, he spent a lot of money to hire a powerful mana. Taoist priests exorcised evil spirits in the mountains, cleaned up the graves of the white-clad women, and selected a feng shui treasure to bury.
Perhaps because of his gratitude and reward, Song Yan's career has come all the way since. Everything went well, as if someone was secretly blessing him. Everywhere he went, people praised him.