Strange Tales of the Ghosts

Mrs. Wang Liu first went to the temple to worship the Bodhisattva. After worshiping the Bodhisattva, she went home with an empty basket. It was quite a distance from the temple to her home and she had to pass through a small river. There were not many houses near the river. It was a shortcut and it was usually very convenient. Few people left. Because she was used to walking alone, she didn't think it was a big deal, but when she walked three or four feet, she realized something was wrong. She always felt like someone was following her, but when she looked back, there was no one behind her. No. Such a weird mood made her feel uncomfortable, so she quickened her pace. However, no matter how fast she walked, she still felt like someone was following her, and when she was faster, the other person was faster, and when she was slower, the other person was slower. What people fear most is suspicion. Sometimes everything is fine, but it is one's own suspicion that kills oneself. Wang Liu was so careless that he slipped and fell into the water with a splash.

"Help...help." Ms. Wang Liu's hands were paddling in the water, trying to call for help, but she kept getting water. She didn't hold on for long before she fell into the water. There was nothing but a diabolo basket floating on the river. can not see.

Mrs. Wang Liu's body was discovered three days later. It was floating on the river. The body was swollen, twice as swollen as usual. Seeing this, her husband was not sad at all. He said lightly: " Why did he die?" What he could think about was that if his wife died, who would do the laundry and cooking for him in the future, and also that funeral arrangements were too troublesome and ethical, and he was afraid that others would make irresponsible remarks. With the support of his family and his wife's natal family, the funeral was completed.

As a result, the story about Zhao Tianhu and Su Qingmo became more and more mysterious among the neighbors. Some people said that Zhao Tianhu and Su Qingmo turned into ghosts after their death and came to avenge those who disrespected them. Wang Liu was the best. For example, just after saying bad things about Su Qingmo, the person fell into the river. In the city, everyone who heard this incident was dubious. The only person who didn't believe it was Li Bandian. This Li Bantian is over fifty years old and can be considered a monk. However, no one knows where he became a monk or where he comes from. They only know that he came here thirty years ago and no one has a deep friendship with him. , and he doesn’t like to interact with others. Usually, he would help some people perform rituals to earn some food, and he would buy some wine if he had extra money. He loved wine and often got drunk. He was a Taoist priest who would even risk his life for wine.

On this day, Li Bandian was sitting in the tavern drinking. He heard someone talking about Zhao Tianhu and Su Qingmo, saying that Wang Liu was killed by the ghosts of Zhao Tianhu and Su Qingmo. Li Bandian smiled and carried the With half a bottle of wine, he walked up to the table, slapped the table and said, "Nonsense! That Wang Liu died on his own!"

"Go, go, you stinky Taoist priest, what do you have to do with us chatting here?" The young master looked at him with disgust and chased Li Bandian away. Not only did Li Bandian not leave, but he sat in front of him, pointed at the young man and cursed: "You people are just gossips, you will get retribution!"

"Madman!" Seeing that Li Bandian refused to leave, he simply put the drink money on the table and left by himself. Li Bantian sat there until the two people walked away, then he stood up unsteadily. The waiter in the tavern was familiar with him and knew that he was drunk, so he ignored him and let him stumble out. On the street.

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