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Tang Dynasty In the Shenlong period, the people of Lujiang went to Luoyang . When he met March 3, he was preparing to go to Laojun Temple to overlook the bustling scene of people traveling in Luoyang City.
There are three or four large tombs about two hundred steps northeast of Laojun Temple. People at that time called it the Later Han mausoleum. Therefore, Zhang Mengyang's "H Seven Sorrows Poems " says: "The respectful text looks at each other from afar, and Yuanling is in a state of turret." The Yuanling mentioned here is Guangwuling.
There are three or four dried cypress trees on the tomb, and cypress trees under the tree can accommodate dozens of people to sit down. He Rangzhi saw an old man with a different posture and appearance than that of ordinary people. The eyebrows and temples are snow-white, wearing gauze scarf and clothes, wearing black tiara on the head, holding her knees and looking south, reciting:
"The wild fields are thorny in spring, and the boudoir is new. The sun is above the head, and life and death are in front of people. If you want to know where my home is, Beimeng Pine and cypress are neighbors."
After a while, I saw a nobleman with dazzling golden sedan chairs. Dozens of beautiful maids surrounded them and talked and laughed all the way out of Hui'anmen and came to Yulin store. I also saw the north and south ends of the bridge, where weeping willows fluttered on the water, and all kinds of flowers were brighter than those in Shangyuan Garden.
There are thousands of colorful flowers on the road, and the fragrant car crushes the dust. Why Rangzhi sighed that he was too late to return home and walked alone slowly. He was already surprised that the old man who recited the poem before was no ordinary person, but the old man suddenly recited the poem again: "There are many daughters in Luoyang, but why are the lonely man old?"
He Rangzhi quickly stepped forward to catch the old man. The old man suddenly jumped into the mound, and He Rangzhi followed him into it.
Just entered the mound, it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything clearly. The old man he was chasing had returned to his original form. So he saw an fox jump out, with a meteor-like flame on his tail.
Why did you withdraw from outside Xuantang? There was a banquet on the east side of the door that was already empty. He saw a few cases with red cups, pens and inkstones on it, and a post of documents. The paper was already grey, but the text on it was not understood. Only some can be seen slightly. Some of them read:
"The true color of Hongtao, the spirit of the spirit is transformed into generations. The sky is used to carry the future, and the light is covered with the mysterious setting. Vomiting and vomiting are lurking, and the scattering is scattered. The intestines are confused, and the Xiqu is scattered, and the turtle is frozen, and the strong is scattered. The bird is bent and the turtle is frozen, and the strong is scattered. The tail is grinding, and the creeping is clear. □Use secret skills, use the mountain to use the acupoints. Cut the firewood and cut the medicine, and the wild ones are blessed. Vomiting the law will bring good luck, and the Buddha is only scattered. The peony has nothing, and the scattered scattered. The future is the future, and the darkness is bright and the rise and fall."
Another Part of it says:
"The five elements and seven stars form this leap remnant. God brings spirits, and the year is sunny. snake sheds its skin, and my spirit is also clumped. Nine nine six six, binding the body and heaven eliminate it. How to fill the throat and breathe and absorb the emptiness. How to cover the ankles? The clouds are covered with sadness. The life is covered with wasteland. I am beautiful and return to the beginning of my body. On the left and right of the emperor, the Tao is helping me to avoid it."
The title says: Ying Tianhu is super strange and the eight paths. There are still many words behind it, and I can't record them.
He Rangzhi got this post happily and then jumped out of the tomb mound. A few days later, the monk Zhijing from Tongde Temple on the north bank of Luoshui came to pay a visit to He Rangzhi.
Monk said: "You got the documents in the tomb mound before. This thing was not what you used, and it was unlucky to keep it. That person recently passed the imperial examination in heaven, and he could control the good and bad luck of the world. If you can return this document, he would not give you less rewards. The person told me that he had prepared 300 pieces of silk and planned to buy back this document. What do you think?"
He Rangzhi agreed. The next day, Monk Zhijing brought three hundred pieces of silk to He Rangzhi. After He Rangzhi accepted the document, he told Zhijing that the document was borrowed by an acquaintance in advance and needed to be postponed for one or two days before it could be returned.
He Rangzhi then talked about this to his friend, and his friend said, "This monk is also a magical monster. Why should I return it to him? You just need to accept the silk and not admit it."
Later, Monk Zhijing came over, and He Rangzhi refused to admit it and said, "It's not like this at all, and there is no document you mentioned." Zhi Jing left silently.
More than a month later, He Rangzhi had a younger brother in Dongwu, and the two have been separated for more than a year. That day, his younger brother came and told He Rangzhi about various things at home and outside the home, which was very reasonable.
On night, the two brothers slept in the same bed. Five or six days later, the younger brother suddenly asked He Rangzhi: "I heard that there are many wild foxes in this place. Do you really have them?"
He Rangzhi told him about the old man who met on March 3rd, and boasted proudly: "I got a letter from the wild fox a month ago, and it is still preserved."
The younger brother insisted on not believing it, saying how could such a thing be possible? At dawn, He Rangzhi opened the book box and took out the documentary post for his brother to show it.
The younger brother couldn't help but be amazed while holding the document. Then he threw the document in front of He Rangzhi and turned into a fox himself. Then I saw a beautiful boy, like a new official who had just taken office, galloping towards the south on a white horse.
is just next to it. The monk from Western Regions . The Hu monk congratulated: "Okay, I'll always be with the Emperor of Heaven!" The young man sighed that He Rangzhi deceived him, and He Rangzhi was surprised.
Not long after, the government sent someone to arrest He Rangzhi, because three hundred pieces of tribute silk were stolen by someone in the inner warehouse, so I found the traces here.
Soon a constable flocked to him and took He Rangzhi's bags for inspection. Sure enough, I found the silk cloth and had used dozens of pieces. The constable arrested He Rangzhi and let him go to France. He Rangzhi couldn't explain clearly, and eventually died like a dead tree and a weed.
Shen Dongmei
Shen Dongmei of the Tang Dynasty was a Yuanwailang, and he was the son of Prince Zhan Shi Shen Quanqi . There was a maid in green at home who was only a few years old when she died.
One day, the maid suddenly returned home and said, "I became a god after I died. Now I miss my mistress, so I came to meet. But I am very hungry now. Can I get a meal for me?"
So my family asked her to sit down and prepared food for her. The maid in green left after getting drunk and eating.
Wait until evening, the servant was under the haystack and found a fox drunk. After a while, the fox spit out the food, which was all the food that the maid had eaten. So the family killed it.
Wang Yifang
Former Tang Dynasty censor Wang Yifang was dismissed from his position as a military officer in Laizhou Sihu. After he left office, he returned to Weizhou and made a living by teaching and teaching.
At that time, there was a person in the village called Guo Wuwei . He knew Taoism very well, so he taught Wang Yifang to use foxes. Although Wang Yifang was able to call the fox out, the fox did not obey his orders.
He was also harassed by foxes, and the foxes always like to throw tiles to attack him. Sometimes when he was reciting, he would come forward and tear his book to pieces.
You can still hear a voice in the air saying, "What kind of magic do you have, just want to call me?" Wang Yifang could never forbid them. He died not long after.
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