Song Dynasty Chunxi In the years of , there was a Guojia Village on the banks of the Wujiang River. There was a grain merchant named Guolong in the village. He opened a grain shop at the entrance of the village and made a living by collecting and selling grain.
Guo Long lives on a land twenty miles away from the village. On the one hand, it is convenient to store grain, and on the other hand, it is to prevent the grain from getting damp. In order to make a living, Guo Long went out early and returned late every day, very hard. He still has a habit, that is, every time he goes out, he will bring a weight. It is said that this weighing mound was left to him by his father. Guo's father was also a businessman, and he taught Guo Long to be honest and honest, just like weighing mounds, just like a weighing mound. Guo Long carried the weights with him to remember his father's teachings.
In addition, the old man in the village also told Guo Long that his weighing mound had integrated the yang energy of two generations, and it also had the effect of warding off evil spirits. Guo Long didn't believe it at first, but soon, something strange happened to him, and it was this weight that saved his life.
One evening, Guo Long was busy preparing to go home. As soon as I left the village, it started to rain heavily. Guo Long had nowhere to hide and ran wildly in the rain. Suddenly, a ruined temple appeared not far away, and Guo Long got in without even thinking about it. As long as it is Guojiacun, everyone knows this ruined temple. Ten years ago, the temple's incense was flourishing, but not long after, an accident happened. A woman was hanged in the temple. People found it unlucky and stopped coming here to give incense. Over time, the temple was abandoned.
Guo Taki’s home is far away. He plans to hide in the temple for a while, and wait for the weather to get better before leaving. The temple is not big, and there are weeds and broken tiles everywhere. Fortunately, there are only a few holes in the roof, so it is not a problem to shelter from the rain. Seeing the squally wind roaring outside the door, Guo Long's heart palpitated, and his right eyelid kept twitching.
Suddenly, a cloud of green smoke rose up not far away, directly towards the temple, accompanied by bursts of crying. Guo Long was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward and closed the door. The cloud of green smoke has approached the temple,Guo Long also heard a woman's voice: "Unfair, pay my life!"
Guo Long realized that he had hit a ghost. When he was at a loss, the weight in his arms fell off. Seeing the scales, he suddenly remembered the words of the old man in the village. Guo Long picked up the weighing mound, and simply used the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and placed it on the door of the house.
Suddenly, a gloomy wind blew the door of the house, and the green smoke had already reached the door. The cry of the woman also became clearer and clearer. Guo Long hid in the corner and did not dare to move, his eyes fixed on the strange cloud of smoke outside the door.
Just as the green smoke was about to enter the ruined temple, the scales on the door of the house suddenly emitted a black light, shooting directly at the smoke. Accompanied by a screaming scream, the smoke quickly receded back and disappeared in the blink of an eye. At the same time, the rain outside the window was also reduced, and Guo Long did not dare to delay, grabbing the weight on the door and ran home. But he didn't notice, the green smoke followed behind him.
After returning home, Guo Taki, who was exhausted physically and mentally, fell asleep. In his sleep, he dreamed of the cloud of smoke. But the smoke cleared, and there was a young and beautiful woman standing in front of him. The woman called herself Ziqin, crying as she was wronged. Guo Long couldn't bear it, so he hurriedly helped him up and asked about the situation.
It turned out that Ziqin was a woman who hanged herself in a temple ten years ago. Back then, she was insulted by Shiren, a member of the village, and her husband reported to the county government to seek justice. Unexpectedly, Wang Shiren bought and notified the county and beat him to death. Ziqin was not convinced and continued to appeal, but the county magistrate sentenced Wang Shiren to not guilty in court, but instead hit Ziqin 30 times. After receiving such unfair treatment, Ziqin became discouraged and chose to hang himself in the temple in order to allow more people to see the injustice.
later,Ziqin's body was randomly buried beside the temple. Because of her suicide, she could not enter the cycle of reincarnation and could only wander where she died. At night, she didn't intentionally scare Guo Long, but hoped to find someone to get justice for herself.
After learning the truth, Guo Long felt very uncomfortable. The most unbearable thing in his life is dishonesty and unfairness. He assured Ziqin that he would pay her innocence. But today, Wang Shiren is in a mess with the prefect, and no one dares to provoke him in Guojia Village. Guo Long thought about it and decided to go to the prefect to file a complaint.
Three days later, Guo Long packed up his luggage, rented a carriage, and went to the government to appeal for grievances. Fortunately, the local prefect was an upright and honest person. After learning about this, he immediately took people to Guojiacun and reviewed the case of the year. It was really doubtful.
The prefect ordered a thorough investigation of the matter and discovered that Wang Shiren and the prefects were colluding. In the end, the prefect successfully redressed Ziqin's grievances and arrested Wang Shiren and the local magistrate.
Later, Guo Long went to the ruined temple and dug up Ziqin's bones and buried them again. He also started the food business again. A year later, Guo Long married a young and beautiful wife, and the couple had a lifetime of disease-free, worry-free, and happy lives.
Editor's Note: The world is unfair, but it is those who have justice and justice in their hearts that make us full of confidence in the world. Everyone has a scale in their hearts, and it is the injustices that make us work harder.
Statement: This story is a fictional folktale, drawn from folklore, myths, myths, stories, legends, etc., and aims to inherit, expand, and develop Chinese folk cultural heritage. Do not link with feudal superstitions!
Writer: Liao Zhai Xiansheng
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