During the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, there was a superb basket weaver named Wang Da Hammer in Dubu Village in Qianshan County. Because of his excellent craftsmanship, he travels between the surrounding counties and towns all year round. Late one night, on his way back from abroad, he came across a team to pick up his relatives, but he almost lost his life because of it. At the critical moment, he lay under the coffin and survived.
In the west of Qianshan County, there is a shop that deals in the business of dead people, and the owner is named Li Xiancai. A family of carpenters who have made coffins for generations. In Li Xiancai's generation, the business gradually expanded, and he opened a store specializing in funeral supplies in the county seat. Due to the frequent need to tie paper figures, he had a close relationship with Wang Dazhui.
One day, Li Xiancai sent someone to inform Wang Dazhui to go to the store. Because Zhang Yuanwai's daughter in the county died suddenly, he needed to make some paper figures, so Wang Dazhui was summoned to the store.
Since the paper-making people mainly need to weave and shape the bamboo first, and then paste the paper on this basis, therefore, this work must be Wang Sledgehammer.
After Wang Dazhui learned the news, he quickly sorted out his tools and immediately set off for Li Xiancai's shop. As soon as he stepped into the store, he asked loudly: "Lao Li, I heard that today's work is not small, which big family needs it?" ”
When Li Xiancai saw Wang Dazhui coming, he told him: "Well, it's the one opposite, they only moved here two years ago." A few days ago, their youngest daughter passed away suddenly, and tomorrow is her Qiqi, so they commissioned me to make nine paper figurines to bury her on the mountain at the right time tonight. ”
After hearing this, Wang Dazhui nodded and asked: "Ordinary people use two or four paper figures, and better people use six, why do you want to make nine?" ”
Li Xiancai thought for a moment, looked up at Wang Dazhui, and said seriously: "We shouldn't ask too much about these things, we just need to do a good job, don't get involved, so as not to be bored." ”
Seeing that Li Xiancai was so serious, Wang Dazhui didn't ask any more questions, concentrated on picking up the tools, and began to make paper figures.
They were busy working, and every time they completed the frame of a paper figure, they handed it to Li Xiancai, who was responsible for pasting the paper and outlining the facial features with paint, until late in the evening, when they completed the nine paper figures.
There were eight men among the paper figures, but when they were about to make the ninth, Lee Hsien Choi stopped and did not continue to work.
Seeing this, Wang Dazhui asked with some puzzlement: "Lao Li, why didn't you do this last one?" ”
Li Xiancai shook his head: "I'm old and my body can't bear it, so let's rest for a while." You're tired from the day, so get paid and go back to rest early. With that, he took out a piece of silver from his pocket and handed it to the king.
Wang Dazhui took the silver, understood what Li Xiancai meant, didn't ask any more, packed up his tools, and prepared to go home.
Just a few steps away, Wang Da Hammer was careless, and trampled over the paint bowl on the ground, and the paint splashed on his shoes.
He crouched down, picked up the bowl, and prepared to clean it up with a broom. Seeing this, Li Xiancai quickly snatched the broom and said, "Let's go quickly!" It's dark and it's hard to walk on the road. ”
Wang Dazhui wanted to insist on cleaning up, but Li Xiancai stopped: "Don't care, let's go!" ”
Following Li Xiancai's advice, Wang Dazhui bowed his hand to him to show his gratitude, and then left directly.
When he walked to the gate, Li Xiancai chased him out and reminded: "If you can't go back too late, stay in the county for one night and go back at dawn." It is not safe to travel at night. With that, he quickly closed the door.
Wang Dazhui shook his head and had no choice but to rush in the direction of home. Because the shoes were soaked in paint, it was extremely uncomfortable to walk. Around the corner he was ready to sit down and handle his shoes.
However, as soon as I took off my shoes, a fishy smell hit my face. He sniffed it carefully and was surprised to find that the paint he had just used to paint the paper figure turned out to be the blood of a crow!
Wang Dazhui was puzzled, Li Xiancai is not usually like this, why is he so weird today? Is it related to this outsider?
Suddenly thinking of this, he looked up at Li Xiancai's shop, where several crows were hovering above him and making strange noises.
Wang Dazhui felt more and more strange, and the sky was getting dark, so he simply decided not to go home, determined to find out the secret.
After Li Xiancai saw Wang Dazhui leaving, he secretly opened the door, stretched out his head to look around, and after confirming that there was no one, he quietly took out a doll wrapped in red cloth. After locking the door, he quickly ran to Zhang Yuanwai's house opposite with the puppet, and the crow that had just hovered also cleverly stopped on the wall of Zhang Yuanwai's house.
Sitting in the corner, Wang Dazhui clearly observed everything. In order to uncover the secret, he did not hesitate to choose to stay at a nearby inn.
When night fell, every household fell asleep quietly, only Zhang Yuanwai's house was brightly lit. Two men who looked like family members frequently went back and forth to Li Xiancai's shop, bringing all the paper figures made during the day to Zhang Yuanwai's mansion.
Whenever the paper figure was removed, the crows in the corner of the wall kept making unsettling calls.
As soon as the time arrived, the door of Zhang Yuanwai's house suddenly opened, and a group of people poured out, with eight people carrying paper sedan chairs and coffins in the middle, and four people holding paper figures. Their direction of progress was directed to the back hill to the west.
Wang Dazhui stood in front of the window, and when he saw all this, he secretly said in his heart: "I'll go to the back mountain to ambush first, and see what they are doing!" With that, he left the inn and disappeared into the night.
After Wang Da Hammer left, the crow on the wall suddenly spoke: "Someone has finally been fooled!" With that, it flew in the direction where Wang Sledgehammer had left.
Wang Dazhui came to the mountain and waited in a deep grass. However, half a day passed, and no one showed up. He gradually fell asleep.
At the same time, a group of people slowly marched up the hill. In the crowd, Zhang Yuanwai turned his head indifferently and said to Li Xiancai: "It's almost time, let's start!" ”
Li Xiancai hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth, kept pinching his gestures, and recited a mantra in his mouth. There have also been some changes to the ranks.
Wang Dazhui in the grass suddenly woke up from his dream, and a marriage team appeared in front of him, four people played suona, and four people carried a sedan chair. What is strange is that there is a coffin hanging under the sedan chair.
Wang Dazhui was shocked, quickly got up from the ground, and stopped in front of the team. Yet, as if they could not see him, they continued to blow and blow and treach.
Although Wang Dazhui wanted to step forward again, he found that he couldn't move, and he couldn't say a word. When he looked at the team, he saw that all eight of them were expressionless.
A gust of wind blew, lifting the curtain of the sedan chair, revealing that the person sitting in the sedan chair was actually Wang Da Hammer.
Wang Dazhui was panicked, struggling to no avail, seeing the team approaching, he knew that there was a lot of luck today, so he could only close his eyes and wait for fate to come.
However, just as the team was about to overwhelm him, a voice suddenly sounded: "Lie down under the coffin, no matter what happens, don't open your eyes!" ”
Hearing this voice, Wang Dazhui felt his body relaxed, and without hesitation, he lay on the ground and let the coffin pass over his body.
Sledgehammer, how are you lying on the ground, hurry up, there is a big order to process. At this time, Li Xiancai's voice came.
Wang Dazhui wanted to open his eyes, but he hesitated for a moment when he thought of the instructions just now. Since it was the real Li Xiancai who told me to lie down, the one who told me to get up was fake. He chose to believe the former.
Seeing that Wang Sledgehammer was unmoved, Li Xiancai continued: "What's the matter, Sledgehammer? ”
Wang Dazhui suddenly realized that this might be an auditory hallucination, because the instructions just now did not make a sound. Various voices surged in his mind, including his parents, whom he had never met, and his brother, who had worked hard to raise him, ......
Although his heart longs to open his eyes and see these relatives, he understands that all this is illusory. In the end, in the midst of this chaotic sound, Wang Dazhui gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Early in the morning, Wang Dazhui woke up from his dream, looked around, and found himself lying in a patch of grass!
It turned out that everything last night was just a dream, but unfortunately, he didn't reveal the secret between Zhang Yuanwai and Li Xiancai.
Wang Dazhui could only gently pat the dust off his body, stood up and prepared to go home. However, as soon as he stepped out of the grass, he suddenly exclaimed!
There are eight tattered paper figures scattered on the ground, and a paper sedan chair is discarded aside, and the person in the sedan chair is Wang Dazhui himself!
Wang Da Hammer's heart was in turmoil, all the dreams last night were so real. In order to find out the truth, he could only go back and ask Li Xiancai for advice.
In a hurry, Wang Dazhui got up and ran to Li Xiancai's shop. As soon as he arrived at the door of the shop, several crows stood at the head of the wall and croaked noisily, which made him irritable. The king grabbed a stone and threw it at the crows, and they flew away.
Pushing the door in, Wang Dazhui shouted a few times, but did not get a response from Li Xiancai. When he was about to leave, he found that there was a shadow shaking on the beam, and when he looked further, he saw Li Xiancai hanging there, looking exactly like the person in the sedan chair in his dream.
Wang Dazhui was so frightened that his heart raced, he peed his pants and trembled. Yesterday we had a good time together, but today we died tragically in the store.
When Wang Dazhui decided to report to the official, a note fell from Li Xiancai's body, which read:
I have done countless good deeds in my life, and I have never harmed others. I'm just sorry Sledgehammer Brother, I can't bear what happened yesterday, and I can only escape the threat of Zhang Yuanwai with death! ”
Wang Dazhui was furious, picked up the dung scoop, and rushed into Zhang Yuanwai's house! As soon as I stepped into the threshold, a pungent stench hit my face.
Zhang Yuanwai sat in the hall, with several black crows standing beside him.
Wang Dazhui asked angrily: "Old fellow, why did you kill Li Xiancai?" ”
Zhang Yuanwai sneered: "You should thank me, if he hadn't died, you would be the next one today!" Now that you're still alive, you're still accusing me, it's ridiculous! However, you are also dead, and I will not bother with you anymore! As he spoke, he took his sword and rushed towards the king's sledgehammer.
Wang Da Hammer wielded a dung scoop and exchanged hands with Zhang Yuan. However, how can ordinary people be the opponents of youkai? In a few moments, his dung scoop was snatched away, slammed on the head, and flew out in embarrassment.
Zhang Yuanwai approached and grabbed Wang Dazhui's neck with one hand. Just when he was on the line of life and death, an ink fountain flew into the house and smashed it on Zhang Yuanwai's face, and he took a few steps back in pain.
Wang Dazhui rubbed his eyes, and was surprised to see a person walk in, it turned out to be Li Xiancai!
Excited, Wang Dazhui shouted: "Lao Li, you are not dead!" ”
Li Xiancai laughed: "How is it?" I'm pretending to look like it! ”
However, Wang Dazhui asked angrily: "You old guy, why did you cooperate with Zhang Yuanwai to deceive me?" Could it be that I have offended you? ”
Li Xiancai explained: "If I don't do this, I can't completely get rid of their pursuit!" Do you really think it's his daughter in the coffin? ”
Didn't you say that? Wang Dazhui responded.
That's what I said on purpose, didn't you notice that there are a lot of crows circling lately? They moved here two years ago, and I began to pay attention to it, because my family is an ancestral carpenter and is familiar with Zhou Yishu. After discovering that they were moving, I kept watching, and it wasn't until recently that I realized that they were planning to resurrect a monster. So I set a trap, and last night's drama played out. ”
But you can't use me as bait! Wang Dazhui said angrily.
Li Xiancai said with a smile: "As the saying goes, if you don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" If it hadn't been for me last night, you would have hung up a long time ago! ”
When Zhang Yuanwai heard this, he roared angrily: "Why did you talk so much nonsense? How dare you sabotage my plans! Give me death! With that, he transformed into a giant green-eyed crow and pounced on the two of them.
Li Xiancai took it calmly, took out the ink fountain, pulled out the ink line, and then flicked his fingers and shot directly at the green-eyed crow!
Hearing only a terrible scream, the green-eyed crow instantly shrank like a deflated balloon and became the size of a king. Sensing that the situation was not good, it turned around and tried to flee.
However, Li Xiancai** allowed it to escape, and stepped on it with one foot, and then a flash of golden light flashed, completely turning it into powder.
Several other crows saw that Zhang Yuanwai was dead, and they scattered and fled. It's a pity that Li Xiancai has already set up an ambush around, and after a few terrible screams, these crows have also become ashes.
After the matter subsided, Li Xiancai and Wang Dazhui returned to the store. I looked at the beams again and found that yesterday's paper figure was hanging there.
Wang Da Hammer took down the paper figure and inquired and learned that it was painted with crow's blood. He asked suspiciously: "Lao Li, you usually use paint for paper figures, why did you use crow blood yesterday?" ”
Li Xiancai panicked for a moment and hurriedly replied: "What crow blood?" I obviously used black dog blood yesterday! ”
Wang Dazhui sniffed the paper figure and insisted: "But this paper figure is indeed crow's blood!" ”
Li Xiancai snatched the paper figure and sniffed it, suddenly sat on the ground, and said weakly: "It's over, it's really over......”
On the small mountain road to the west of the county, Wang Dazhui gradually woke up.
There will be cause and effect, evil will be rewarded, good will be rewarded, whether it is a person who accumulates good or a person who does evil, he will eventually suffer the corresponding retribution in the cycle of fate. Even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you can't escape the judgment of fate.
In the story, Zhang Yuanwai did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of others for personal gain, and this crime will never be recognized by others. This kind of ** behavior provokes the revolt of others, and in the end the evil person will pay the price for his actions.
For Li Xiancai's behavior, the starting point may be kind, but the means adopted are controversial. At no time should we treat others as pawns in our hands, and we need to be recognized by others, regardless of whether the result is a loss to others. Different people have different opinions about his behavior, which is a view of "the benevolent sees the benevolent, and the wise see the wise".
In real life, we should be a kind person, treat others with kindness, and do things to be recognized by others and within the scope of the law. If someone else makes a mistake, we should also persuade them in time to correct their mistakes.
At the end of the day, everyone is independent and equal, so before doing anything, we need to think carefully about right and wrong, and not hurt others for our own selfish desires. Otherwise, in the end we will pay for our actions. List of high-quality authors