During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, the great talent Ji Xiaolan studied with several friends. At that time, there were two people with the best relationship with Ji Xiaolan, both from Dongguang County, one named Li Yunju and the other named Huo Yangzhong, and the three of them often studied in a study hall called Shengyun Jingshe.
One night, after three people finished reading, they felt a little bored, so they sat down to drink tea and chat. Halfway through, I don't know who opened the head, but when it comes to the topic of ghosts and gods, the three good friends have different views.
Li Yunju thought that there were indeed ghosts and gods in the world, but Huo Yangzhong held a completely opposite view, believing that the theory of ghosts and gods was originally nonsense, but an absurd idea fabricated by idealists. whereas
Ji Xiaolan was on the sidelines, watching two good friends fight for red ears, but they did not help each other, and they were happy to see the hilarity.
Just as the two were arguing, the servant brought by Li Yunju suddenly interjected. Saying that things in the world are originally strange, there are many incredible things, and if you don't experience it yourself, it is really difficult to distinguish between true and false. In terms of whether ghosts exist or not, if I hadn't experienced it myself, I wouldn't have believed it really existed.
A long time ago, I once passed by a city god temple, and the open space in front of the temple was once a mass burial post, which was later bulldozed most of it. But there are still many deserted graves a little farther away.
I chased a hare into the grass and inadvertently stepped on a deserted grave, the coffin inside was broken, and one of my feet stepped into it deep. There was nothing wrong at the time, but the hare had already run away without a trace.
But that night, I had a strange dream, in which I was arrested by two judges and sent to the City God Temple, and when I arrived at the City God Temple, I found that someone had sued me, saying that I had destroyed his family's house and asked for compensation.
But I have been cautious all my life, where dare I do any evil deeds of destroying my family and destroying my family? After shouting for wrongs, he finally listened to the plaintiff's explanation in the hall and guessed that it was the matter of trampling on the grave during the day.
So I argued to myself that your home should not be built on the road, just in the middle of the road I was walking, and it was not my responsibility to be trampled by me, because it was only my unintentional act.
But the kneeling plaintiff said that my home was originally there, and when I lived in it, it was not a road at all but a wasteland, but it was later changed to a road by you. From this, it can be seen that I am not a nail household, but you are the "intruder".
The plaintiff's words made me dumbfounded, and while I was worried, the city god sitting in the hall smiled and opened his mouth, saying:
Everyone has walked down this road and stepped on the plaintiff's "home" and cannot blame you. But can we think about it in reverse, everyone has walked over his "home" and never stepped on his house, why did your "home" collapse as soon as you walked over?
From this point of view, it seems that you are indeed wrong and cannot be spared. I think you'll compensate the plaintiff with some coins.
Subsequently, Chenghuang continued that the plaintiff was a ghost and obviously could not repair the "home" by himself, so you should help him repair his house for him.
I'll teach you a way to put a plank on top of his "house" and then build earth on it, so that no one will step on his house again.
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When I woke up the next day, I thought about it over and over again, and I did what Chenghuang said in his dream. A plank was placed on the collapsed grave and the earth was built as a grave. In the end, a lot of paper money was burned.
It is strange that no sooner had the paper money been burned than a gust of wind blew up and swept away all the paper money ashes.
That night, I had another dream, and in the dream I passed by the collapsed grave again, and suddenly someone called me in and sat down for a while.
I thought in my heart that it should be the ghost that I had told me at the city god a few days ago, and I was still very scared in my heart, so I ran all the way home.
I could only hear the ghost behind me laughing, making a sound as ugly as the night owl, and when I think about it, my scalp is still tingling.
As soon as Li Yunju's servant finished speaking, Huo Yangzhong sighed and said, Your servant also knows how to help the master, where can I say that you two masters and servants can say with one mouth? But I have always believed that we still can't take what others see as if we saw it ourselves, and even sometimes, even if we see it with our own eyes, there is a good possibility that there are hidden feelings.