In the 25th year of Wanli, there was a Temple of the City God outside Suzhou City. The incense was very prosperous. The believers often kowtowed to the City God and prayed to the City God. The City God ate a lot of incense and offered sacrifices to the City God. Although it did not always help others, it always blessed others. The old Taoist priests and several Taoist priests lived in the Chenghuang Temple, and they did fortune-telling and fortune-telling for people. The Taoist priests also had some knowledge of Qihuang techniques and helped people, so the reputation of the Chenghuang Temple spread.
As the saying goes, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley, and the reputation of Chenghuang Temple is just like the aroma of wine. That night, as usual, the temple closed the door and went back to the house to rest. The old Taoist priest in this temple went up the mountain to practice self-cultivation. There were usually three young Taoist priests, and there were also two who accompanied the old Taoist priest up the mountain, and there was one young Taoist priest named Zhishan left. . The little Taoist priest finished his lesson and took a bath in the house. While he was cleaning himself, he heard the barking of a black dog outside the door. The black dog usually sleeps quietly at night, but today it was barking like this. Could there be something wrong? Zhishan was busy putting on his white shirt, and after washing his hair, his black hair was completely wet, soaking through the white shirt. When he stood outside the room, he heard someone knocking on the door. But how could someone knock on the door at night? Zhishan was puzzled and thought to himself: " Could it be that filthy spirit? If you don't open the door, you will offend it. If you open the door, what should you do if you harm yourself?" Although he was thinking about it, he still went to the door to open the door because his legs and feet were not working. Zhishan was a little timid, but Dare to take a few more glances, and when I opened the door, I saw that this thing was indeed shadowless. It was wearing a black shirt. The spirit said quietly: "I am not here to hurt you, don't be afraid. Thank you, the Taoist Priest." Then it disappeared. Miao Zhu woke up and came over to take a look. Seeing Zhishan in shock, he told Zhishan, "In this Chenghuang Temple, there are some wronged souls who seek revenge every year. But for those souls that come uninvited, Lingguan Ye will not open the door. He is free to let the people in the temple do so." It’s best to open the door. You only have a short time to live in the temple, so don’t be afraid.” Originally, I wasn’t very afraid of going to the mountain, I was just curious about the truth and had some thoughts. After seeing the temple blessing, he went back to rest. When he reached the mountain, he heard the sound of the city god ascending to the hall, so he quietly hid at the door and listened. I vaguely heard that the woman's name was Feng Niang. She was from Lijia Village five miles away. She lived in a wooden house next to the locust tree in Tea Lane. She was redressing her injustice to the City God. Feng Niang accidentally drank poisonous wine and died, but she didn't know who was responsible for her harm. , Feeling wronged, the soul after death saw that her husband also drank poisonous wine, fearing that something bad would happen. After saying this, she saw Feng Niang wiping her tears and crying. After going to the mountain and returning to the house, I lay on the bed and thought about asking about the origin of ghost magic under the folk lamp . Taoists should help others and accumulate virtue and do good deeds. It is better to go and find out the grievances of Feng Niang, so that Feng Niang can report it as soon as possible. It would be bad if you miss this opportunity to reincarnate and become a lonely ghost.
The next day, Zhishan took the Taoist talisman and put it in his sleeve. He also took a sip of wine to strengthen his courage and went to the village. I searched again and found the wooden house, but I knocked on the door several times, but no one responded. I thought: "Maybe something happened to the master." After knocking several times, an aunt who was passing by saw Zhishan knocking on the door. Then he came forward and said, "Little Taoist priest, what are you doing with this family? The woman is dead and the men have moved away." Zhishan then inquired with the aunt, and everyone around knew that the woman was dead. But she didn't know where the man had moved, and he couldn't even reach the mountain. Seeing that he had no choice, he had no choice but to go back.
The Chenghuang Temple was as usual. On this day, uncles and aunties came to worship. Zhishan wrote talismans on the side so that some believers could take them back to ensure safety. When Zhishan raised his head, he saw an aunt kneeling down in front of him, muttering something like this. But the aunt also came to get the talisman, muttering from time to time: "Oh, injustice, don't blame the City God." ." By some strange coincidence, Zhishan put down his pen, as if he had lost his soul, and followed the aunt. Zhishan looked intently, but he didn't know where he was. Since he was following, he curiously climbed up the wall and saw the aunt there. There was a conversation with a man in the house. The man was the aunt's son. The aunt said: "Feng Niang is about to have her first trimester, but she has to do some errands. It's really not okay for you to marry another woman this time." The man didn't care. After returning to the room, the aunt muttered to herself: "Feng Niang is such a good daughter-in-law, but you ruined her and killed her." Zhishan understood and wanted to cure this person. Zhishan had an idea and saw that the man was about to go out, so he poured the honey water on the man's head and knocked out the honeycomb. As a result, the man was stung all over his head by bees, and some people in the village had a problem with the man. Hearing this rumor, the villagers refused to marry him. Unexpectedly, the villagers were also afraid that he would infect others, so they set up wooden pillars, tied him up, and held him captive. He was burned alive. Zhishan originally just wanted to play tricks on him, but now that things have come to this, Zhishan can do nothing. At night, when Feng Niang was in her seventh year, she knocked on the door again and went to the mountain to eavesdrop. Feng Niang was also sad. She never thought that it was her husband who killed her. She also said that she was going down and made a special trip to thank the city god. Lord.
Zhishan thought about it, maybe the city god secretly ordered him to redress Feng Niang's grievance, or whatever, he didn't know whether it was a virtue or a disaster, he only knew that people should not do evil. Folks asked about the source of ghost magic under the lamp , and he died soon after he arrived at the mountain. land.