Hello, everyone, and welcome to listen to the story of Yu. This story is called "The Ferryman". This article is the 188th issue of "Folk Tales". If you like to listen to stories, you might as well pay more attention to it!
In the ancient Xuzhou boundary, there was such a big river called Oxtail. Although there is no turbulent water in this river, it has always been uneven. There are people and animals drowning in the river every year. The local people will He regarded it as a fierce river, and he would rather take a long road instead of crossing the river by boat.
There is a river god in Xuzhou, who is in charge of all the rivers in Xuzhou. He was very annoyed when he saw the Niuwei River under his jurisdiction for years, so he went to the Niuwei River to stare for a while. Not to mention, during this period, there was no more drowning accident in the Oxwei River, and the people around gradually began to peg boats.
But the river god is a god after all, he is already busy with his business, he can't just stare at a river and leave other things to waste! In the end, the river god thought about it and made up an idea. He decided to recruit a ferryman from the people, pass him some magic power, and let him be responsible for protecting the people passing by on both sides of the strait.
But the ferrying is a hard job. It’s not only tiring but also boring to go boating in the river every day. Who would do such a thing voluntarily? No way, the river god had to incarnate into an old man with a white beard, and went to the people to select suitable candidates.
In the heart of the river god, this special ferryman must be a wise man, must have a certain ability, and the most important thing is to have a heart of compassion for all living beings.
When the river god came to the people, he began to look around, but he found nothing. Wherever they go, the scholars are either busy taking fame and fame, or they are just visiting mountains and rivers, reciting poems and writing fu,Besides, they don't have the power to bind the chicken, and they can't do this at all. For businessmen, they value profit and despise sentiment, and are busy all day, just for the petty gains, how can they be interested in being a ferry to ferry others. Ordinary people can't even count on it. They have to take care of their wives and children, and they have to run around for food, clothing, shelter, and transportation. They worry about their lives every day. They are too busy to take care of themselves. It is impossible to abandon everything to be a ferryman.
River God can't help but frown secretly. He is a god with strong mana, but he is powerless on this matter. It is more difficult to find a suitable ferryman than he manages one side.
Heshen stood on the street, watching the passing crowd and he couldn't help but sighed: "Hey, how can it be so difficult!"
"Old man, why do you sigh so much? Why are you worried about it?"
He Shen looked up and saw a man walking over the stone bridge opposite. He was five and three thick, holding a pig-killing knife in his hand, and his face looked like an arhat in a temple. He looked extremely fierce. At this moment, he was walking towards the river god in a stride.
Seeing this reckless man, the river god could not help but feel distressed again. He thought that someone would ask, he must be the destined person, but he never expected that this person is far from his ideal sage, so he opened his mouth. Said: "I'm worried about the people of the world, you don't understand me for a butcher, you should go to your own business."
When the butcher heard the words of the river god, he was very angry, thinking that the old man was obviously so. Contemptuous of himself, so he waved a sharp knife in his hand and said roughly: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the world. Although I am a pig slayer, my character is not bad, and I have the heart to help and save others. Could it be that the old man saw that I was ugly, and he would judge people by appearance?"
He Shen listened to his impassioned words, he couldn't help being stunned.He thought to himself: "If it's really what he said, then this person is a great sage. I was really rude just now." So he looked at the butcher carefully, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Sure, It’s you. It’s just that the old man broke the rules, so please don’t blame the brawny."
The butcher waved his hand indifferently, meaning that it was nothing. It seemed that he was used to it. But the river god felt a little embarrassed, smiled embarrassedly, and then revealed his identity to the butcher and explained the ins and outs of the troubles.
After listening to River God’s explanation, the butcher laughed, then patted his chest and said, “Leave this to me. I have no worries, I haven’t gotten a family, and my parents are no longer in the world. I’ll do it. This ferry is the right person, so let me share the worries for you."
The butcher undertook this errand. Although the river god was very happy, he reminded him: "Punting is a chore, not to mention. This is a special ferry. What you have to do is not only to help others, but also to protect others. The Oxwei River has been uneasy since ancient times, and every year accidents happen. Do you know what you need to do?"
The butcher replied with mockery: "Sure, I don't have supernatural powers, but I look fierce. I'm afraid that those messy guys will hide away from me when they see me."
Hearing his words, the god of the river couldn't help but look at him again. Yihong said with a dry cough, "Don't worry, since I chose you, I won't let you have an accident first. I will give you some magical powers, which can increase your life span and give you the ability to protect people who cross the river. _Span3span
said this, the river god groaned a little, and then asked: "What else do you have to do?"
The butcher replied: "I promised the butcher, tomorrow morning Help him kill pigs."
River God smiled,Said: "Well, when you finish this matter tomorrow, you will come to the riverside of Oxtail to find me, and the ferry boat, I am ready." After the butcher nodded and agreed, the two went away separately.
In the early morning of the second day, the butcher finished his work and came to find the river god by appointment. After the river god personally gave him the magical powers, the butcher jumped into the boat prepared in advance and became the only one in the Oxtail River. A ferryman.
Since then, day after day, year after year, no matter whether the sun is shining or it is windy or rainy, the butcher has never neglected. As long as someone needs to cross the river, he will punt them over. .
In this way, time flies by, but the butcher has worked hard and bitterly. When this ferryman has been for a hundred years, the river god is grateful for the butcher's courage, so he went to the heaven to praise this incident, and the emperor was moved by the butcher’s deeds , He appointed him to be Chenghuang.
What people never expected is that the butcher resigned and left after only a few days in office. After He Shen received the news, he searched everywhere but did not find his whereabouts. After some more time, the butcher came to visit He Shen, and He asked him why he resigned.
he smiled and said, "I took the ferryman at the beginning, not for the sake of fame and fortune in the future. Now the Oxtail River has been peaceful for a hundred years, and there is no evil to make trouble. Now I can get away and I don’t want to live in one place. _Span3span
said, the butcher got up and saluted the river god, and then floated away. The river god looked at the butcher’s back and exclaimed: More dog-slaughter generations, with a promise for a hundred years, this is the real sage and hero!"
End of this story!
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