Anecdote

People in Heshan always like to ask immortals to pray for their spirits, but officials can't stop them.And every third day of the third month, dozens of grass figurines are made, their faces are painted with powder, and their lips are dyed with red vermilion, called "children".Put it next to the altar, and in the middle of the night, no one dared to come, but the altar sang and turned into ashes, and together with all the children, invited a goddess named "Zi Gu".

Aunt Zi, according to legend, is a daughter of a giant family in Heshan, named Zi.His mother was pregnant for sixteen months before giving birth. Sometimes there were a hundred birds singing together, and the vision was also there.Therefore, he has been intelligent since he was a child, far superior to ordinary children.Another night, I got the words in my dream, and gradually everything I said came true, and I could know people's past and future.At the age of [-], he died suddenly, and the body did not rot for three days, but the strange fragrance was all over his body.And ten days later, it suddenly disappeared.Then the Goddess, who was worshiped by the people, invited each other on the third day of the third month to ask about the good and bad news of the city in the following year.

It can be seen that the wind of Fushi in Heshan is flourishing.

There is also Zhang Mao, who was just sixteen years old, and after his father died, he took up the job to support the spirit.His father was a good psychic, and he made friends with an immortal named Fu, nicknamed Fuyou Immortal.Later, Zhang Mao also invited this immortal, and all questions were answered, which often came to fruition.

There was a woman returning to Ning with her young son. On the way, there was fog, and the sky was so dark that she couldn't see anywhere.After a long time, the fog cleared, and when I could see things with my eyes, I didn't know where I was.I searched for it for several days and couldn't see it. I was afraid of dying, so I cried and looked for Zhang Mao to ask the immortal.

At night, I sit alone in the quiet room, burn incense, set up a altar, and mutter words in my mouth.After praying, but seeing no wind and ashes on the jipan, he wrote a few sentences: "No one knows the stone spring in the secluded stream, and whose spring is the flower and tree in the wild cave? If you ask where the child is going, but the fog covers Mr. Huang." Then go, If you ask again, you won't answer.Zhang Maozhi commented and thought: "The stone spring in the secluded stream should be on the west side of Heshan; the wild cave should be hidden between flowers and trees; and Mr. Huang must be a monster in the mountain, stealing the child."

In the morning, he led the crowd into the forest, and after a while, he heard the sound of the flowing spring.Going along the path, you suddenly see clumps of flowers and trees, and as you go deeper, there is a big stone in the middle.When the rocks are dug out, a deep cave will be obtained, and weeds and smoke will be taken to block it.After a while, a giant fox ran away from the cave, was caught and beaten to death by everyone.It has yellow hair all over its body, and its abdomen is as big as a drum. When it is cut open, it can be seen that it is a child.Fortunately, he did not die, only his limbs were injured, and he survived by pouring several bowls of ginseng soup.Gai Yehu is a mischievous, bloodthirsty, taking advantage of the thick fog to swallow children into their stomachs, and wait for the full moon to refine them.Before it is done, Zhang Mao helps the spirit to speak, which ruins his practice.

After this, his fame rose, and it is known far and near.However, Zhang Mao regards the dung as dirt and does as he pleases, saying that there are three don't ask: first don't ask about fame and wealth, second don't ask about the marriage of men and women, and third don't ask about the life expectancy.Although the family is poor, he makes a living by painting and calligraphy, and only occasionally supports ghosts in order to find people and things, catch thieves and suppress bandits.

In the autumn of a certain year, the daughter of the Han family suddenly fell ill. She sat there for a long time at night, mumbling, as if talking with others.The family tends to look at it, and they are only female in the inner room, so they become suspicious and feel that they are fascinated by evil spirits.However, it is impossible to find several monks and Taoists, and finally do not know the real body of the spirit.The girl is getting thinner and thinner, and she laughs silly, but she will die in half a month.His family members looked for Zhang Mao to ask for a psychic and an immortal, saying: "If you get a female job, you must give it to you with a thousand gold."

Hearing the words, Zhang Mao felt pity in his heart, and was angry with the evildoers, who would not take any money, so he burned incense and asked the spirit.Not long after, the shackles moved without being supported, and wrote: "The white glaze is born out of the body to produce a rare product, and the Yelan kiln is full of thousands of red trees. The Han family's charming girl mistakenly showed mercy, and the gentleman was lucky enough to make broken strands." Then he felt something, saying that his family said: " When the white glaze comes out of the kiln, it is also porcelain. It is easy to be broken into pieces, that is, the gentleman is a porcelain man."

Han's mother was shocked and said: "My brother returned from his study tour earlier, and brought a small porcelain figurine, which is lifelike. It was placed in the Duobao Pavilion in the main hall. My daughter likes this thing, so she changed it into the room to enjoy it."

Returning home in a hurry, he ordered his servant to crush the porcelain figurine, his voice was yelling, and his heart was bleeding like strands.The daughter of the Han family recovered from her illness, but she was also completely strange.

All kinds of Fushi come true, and it is impossible to describe them one by one.

Later, a nobleman heard his name and wanted to ask about his life expectancy, but he couldn't, so he sent people to force him.Zhang Mao couldn't help it, so he confessed his sins to the immortal, and sat in the quiet room to beg for prayers.Not long after, the pan was flying, but there was only one sentence: "It should be the second spring of Jiazi." After saying that, there was a crack.Zhang Mao mourned greatly, saying that he had violated the spirit of heaven, so he could not understand it.When the nobleman sees it, it must be a good omen when the cloud sixties come in spring.

However, I knew that the criticism was indeed a fierce phenomenon, so I didn't point it out, and ran away at night.In the next two years, the nobleman died suddenly, which coincided with the second spring.

Without mentioning the funeral, he said that Zhang Mao went to Huaizhou to find a small house, the moon was white and the wind was clear, and he tried to ask the ghost, "where is the immortal?" lapel.

His heart felt sad, so he stopped being a ghost, and the ghost plate was also hidden in the cabinet.

More than a month later, a neighbor came to the door and said that there was a girl of the right age, and he was willing to form a mandarin alliance with her.Gai Zeng came across the market by chance, and the neighbor's daughter saw him and was pleased with his outstanding appearance, so she told her parents that she was willing to hold a dustpan.That is to say, he declined, and Zhang Mao sighed, "I already have someone I admire."

"If you are not the main wife, you can call yourself a concubine."

Gu Ci said: "Three thousand weak waters, one scoop is enough."

The neighbors knew that it was difficult to change their meaning, so they sighed and left.

A few days later, Huaizhou also had the practice of supporting the spirits. Zhang Mao was sad when he touched the scene, but he didn't mention it when he returned home.However, the pan was stained with dust and was no longer usable, but when it was close to the water, it asked in a strange way: "Where is the immortal?"

"I don't ask about the marriage, I just want to see the immortal, that's enough." He asked again with tears.

The ripples gradually spread.

"I was ignorant in the past, but now I know it's all delusions. I hope the immortals will forgive me."

Suddenly there was water foam, and after a while, it gathered into a few numbers: "It's okay." It disappeared suddenly.

Zhang Mao was sobbing, and Gai had a serious illness when he was young. Seeing a fairy in his dream, he woke up and was safe and sound.This gave birth to admiration, and he should have studied, instead of learning the methods of supporting the spirit, so as to talk to the immortals.

It was cold in the middle of the night, and my heart was gloomy, so I went to the inner room to sleep alone, tossing and turning.

When I woke up the next morning, I felt heavy and dizzy, suspected to be suffering from a cold.As a last resort, I had to rest in bed, still reading the words of the immortal last night, and said to myself: "Marriage is determined by God, but my red thread has nothing to rely on." After saying that, I fell into a deep sleep.Not long after, I suddenly felt warmth on my forehead, like a palm caressing, and suddenly felt refreshed.Those who come don't go, and then sleep with them, hugging them tightly.Zhang Mao was half asleep and half awake, and felt that he was like a fairy. He forced his eyes open and looked at him, as he had seen in the past, he did not refuse.

At dusk, when Zhang Mao woke up, a person beside him also got up and said, "It took me a lot of painstaking effort to change your fate." Hearing the words, Zhang Mao panicked and asked, "How dare you alarm the immortals when you know your fate is poor? "Trying to ask Zi Gu privately, she said that she must die at twenty, and now she is nineteen, so I am trying to see the superficial side.

Fu also has intentions for it, but the destiny is not clear, so he only quietly prolongs his life, and dare not speak frankly.Fortunately, Zhang Mao asked the spirit to help others, and all kinds of good deeds he did were rewarded with blessings, and they were not successful.Fu waved his sleeves, and there were all kinds of delicacies filled with ice and porcelain on the table, saying: "You are weak, you should eat more spiritual things." He sat down without saying a word.

Unconsciously, it was night and he had eaten all he had eaten. Zhang Mao felt light and refreshed, which was the power of a fairy.And Fu Yixi, hugged it into his arms, and whispered: "Your son's fate is not over, you can't escape from the world. Therefore, I will stay here, and return with you after a hundred years."

"I, I only admire immortals, how can I be with ordinary women and continue to have descendants?"

"We'll know later."

Without further ado, hug him to take off his clothes and put him in his quilt, it's for acacia.Wrap around Miao Jingye, Fang Zhixing.

Once a good thing is done, it is like a customary ceremony to make a contract.Every time he interacted with Fu, Zhang Mao received the spirit of the fairy, and gradually he could not eat oil or meat.At twenty, pick up an abandoned daughter in front of the door, and then you will know what is the fate of your children, and you will raise them with all your heart.

A hundred years later, the corpses of the two men were dissected, and there was no trace of the shackles.