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The scholar went to Beijing to rush for an exam, and he traveled until late at night, but he couldn't find a house to stay with, so he found a small temple to take refuge temporarily.

After traveling for many days, the already frail scholar became even more exhausted, and soon fell asleep leaning against the wall.

But at this moment, a strange wind blew outside the temple, followed by the cry of a woman.

The scholar was awakened by the sound, but he couldn't move his body.

Then, another female voice came from outside the small temple. The voice was very familiar, but the scholar couldn't remember where he heard it.

The previous voice became louder and louder, as if it pierced through people's ears and hit the vitals.But slowly, the howling sound turned into a mournful moan, and finally disappeared until it could no longer be heard.

The strange wind also stopped.

The scholar only felt a gentle wind blowing over his cheeks, and then his consciousness became blurred again.It seemed that the sound of his mother coaxing him to sleep sounded again in his ears, and the scholar fell into a deep sleep amidst this sound.

The scholar woke up the next day, looked at the small temple that was no different from yesterday, remembered what happened last night, and left in a hurry.

On the next road, everything was peaceful, and the scholar seemed to have forgotten the small temple that night.

Next, the scholar entered the capital, took the exam, and won the first prize. The scholar never thought of the small temple again.

Later, the scholar met the emperor again. The scholar was young, about the same age as the emperor, and he was handsome, with a pen and ink in his chest.Naturally, the emperor liked him very much. The emperor rewarded him with a thousand taels of silver and gold, and gave him a mansion and clothes.

He returned home in plain clothes.

The way he went was very different from the way he came. The scholar was sitting in a broad carriage, and the road was full of people, all of whom wanted to meet the newly appointed No. [-] scholar.

When the news reached the scholar's hometown, the people in the village were even more excited, and there was an endless stream of people who came to congratulate him.They were happy for the scholar, and they were even more happy that there was an unprecedented number one scholar in this village.

The scholar was busy until late at night before sending away all the people who came to congratulate him.

He picked up the joss stick, intending to tell the good news to his long-dead parents.

But when he looked up, he saw countless cracks, large and small, on his mother's tablet.

The scholar suddenly remembered that night in the small temple, the familiar voice, the gentle touch, and the familiar singing that appeared in his ears.

The scholar suddenly cried with his head in his arms, until he choked up.Just like when I was a child, weeping in my mother's arms after being wronged.

But the scholar can no longer wait for his mother's gentle words to comfort him.

Everyone in the village said that the Zhuangyuan Lang who returned to his hometown disappeared the next day, and no one saw him again after that.