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During the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ying, a military officer in Gunzhou, was an honest and upright official, and was highly praised by the people. He had been an official for more than ten years and had no shame in his actions to the people.

One day, Zhang Ying gathered with friends, chatting and laughing, and asked why he was so honest and honest, without any dirty. Zhang Ying sighed and told a surprising past:

In the 18th year of Yongle, Zhang Ying was in his prime. The magistrate of Ding County, Hebei Province suddenly died of illness. Zhang Ying's father was ordered to take over and acquire a deep courtyard on the side of the yamen. The whole family moved in. The courtyard was divided into three courtyards in front, middle and back, and there was a garden behind the back. Due to disrepair, the garden was overgrown and desolate. It was rumored that it was often haunted.

Zhang Ying practiced martial arts since childhood and was very skilled in martial arts. He was bold by nature and was not afraid of ghosts and lived alone in the backyard. His parents advised him to live in the front yard to avoid ghosts and evil spirits, but he refused. He said that the backyard was pure, which was convenient for practicing literature and martial arts.

After staying in for more than half a year, strange things happened frequently. On the evening of Mid-Autumn Festival, the servant brought a rice basket to the backyard to deliver food to Zhang Ying. As soon as he entered the backyard, he suddenly heard a "rattle" sound in front of him. The servant was shocked and looked up and saw no things. The servant walked a few more steps and felt that his arms were trapped. The rice basket was robbed. However, there was no one in front of him. The servant was shocked and screamed, and abandoned it and left. The servant panted and told the master the strange thing. Zhang Ying and his father rushed to the scene. Seeing that the rice basket was abandoned on the ground, the food was completely eaten, and the dishes were empty. Zhang Ying was half-believing and half-doubted about this. He suspected that the servant came to lie about the food and scolded the servant, saying, "Why are there ghosts? You must have stolen food, and it is scary to make up stories!" The servant kowtowed and said, "The villain dare not, please ask the master and the prince to investigate clearly."

Unexpectedly, the next evening, the servant did not dare to deliver the meal alone, and asked the chef to go with him. The two carried the basket into the backyard. Suddenly, there was another "slam" sound in front of him. The servant turned around and wanted to escape. At this time, the two felt that their arms were trapped and their bodies were unable to move. The food was robbed again. They only heard the sound of chewing food, but there was no one. The two of them were frightened and did not dare to make a sound. After a while, the food was completely clean, and the dishes were thrown high in the air, hanging for a long time, and the wonders were scary. Suddenly, the dishes suddenly fell to the ground and broke them, and the pieces rolled around and collided, making a crackling sound, as if many people had enough wine and had fun with each other. After this incident, the chef testified that the strange thing was conclusive, and Zhang Ying had to believe it. Why? The crowd was suspicious and could not understand it.

After the strange incident, everyone was uneasy. The servants asked for evil talismans to ward off evil spirits, put them all over the room, traveled during the sun, and carried amulets with them. No one dared to go out at night. However, the strange incident was not over. A few days later, Zhang Yingfu returned home from the yamen. As soon as he entered the moon gate of the central courtyard, a ball of fire suddenly flew towards him and lit his clothes. He fell to the ground in horror and rolled to call for help. When the servant came to hear the sound, he put out the fire. His official robe was burned and his body was burned. He was ashamed and embarrassed. He was naked and wanted to enter the house. Suddenly he flew to the bricks and stones, smashed his back, and ran away in a panic.

Strange incidents occurred frequently, Zhang Ying was angry and determined to get rid of the monsters. Every evening, he held a sword in his hand, patrolled between the back garden and the middle courtyard, shouting repeatedly: "Who is the monster causing trouble? Do you dare to show up? I will fight you to the death!" He shouted for several days, but there was no movement. Everyone said that the evil ghosts were afraid of strong people, and the monsters would be repelled by the young master.

On the Mid-Autumn night, the bright moon was hanging high, and the moonlight was like washing, but the crowd shrank and did not dare to go out to enjoy the moon. Zhang Ying still held the sword and patted the courtyard with his eyebrows and eyes wide open until late at night. He still saw nothing unusual. He expected that the ghost would not come back, and wanted to collect his sword and return to the house to rest. He was about to return, but he suddenly heard a loud "rake" sound in the air. He looked around and saw nothing. When he was hesitating, countless tiles suddenly fell in the air and smashed towards him. He hurriedly waved his sword to block it. The sword swung like flying, as fast as lightning, protecting his whole body. Although the tiles came fiercely, they were blocked back without hitting.

The tiles suddenly stopped. Zhang Ying looked at him in a panic. For a moment, he suddenly felt his arms were trapped. Although he struggled hard, it was useless. The sword was robbed and threw it to the roof. The tiles were hit like hail. It was difficult to dodge. He was hit several times, and his head was injured and blood continued to flow. He shouted for help. The servants rushed into the yard with pot lids or tables and chairs on their heads and ventured to save him back to the house. The yard gradually calmed down, but the tiles in the main room and the wing room were almost exhausted.

After being hit by this, Zhang Ying was at a loss and could not help. A servant told him: "There is a fat monk in Kaiyuan Temple in the city. His magic name is clear and his magic is powerful. He comes without a trace. The young master may wish to ask him to suppress the demons and eliminate evil spirits." Zhang Ying had no choice but to prepare a generous gift. In the afternoon of the next day, he went to Kaiyuan Temple with his wounds to invite him.

Zhang Ying entered Kaiyuan Temple and saw a fat monk sitting in the hall with his eyes closed and meditating. Hearing the footsteps, the fat monk opened his eyes and saw Zhang Ying's head wound coming rashly. Wu Qing stood up and laughed and said, "Haha... It was supposed to be easy to decide, but the donor was competitive, swinging a sword and dancing, and fell into a mess. Haha... Donor, please sit down." Zhang Ying knew that he had understood this matter, and was shocked. He stepped forward and gave a deep courtesy, asking, "Master Wuqing, how easy is this matter? The monster is extremely rampant, and my whole family is not at peace. How can this matter be settled? Please ask the master for advice." Wu Qing said, "Donor, rest,

I am leaving and returned in a moment." After saying that, there was no trace. After a while, Wu Qing appeared in front of Zhang Ying and said, "Donor, I am already clear. The back garden of your mansion is a place to hide the ghosts. The ghosts who have been wronged and wronged are all hidden here. The wronged ghosts are destroyed by the hands of previous corrupt officials. After he put the corrupt officials in a row, he dispersed them. The former magistrate has been punished and died. The old and new ones have left and come, and he is now hiding the back garden of your mansion is a new ghost." Although Zhang Ying was not afraid of ghosts, he still sweated coldly when he heard this. He was eager to understand it and asked, "Master, what are the resentments and hatreds of my family with the new ghost? Why did he harass him repeatedly? Please understand it."

Wuqing sat down again, twisted the Buddhist beads with his hand, and said, "I saw that your father is kind, so I helped you once, and told me that if your father has no intention of being injustice, how could the wronged ghost come to disturb me?" Zhang Yingshui said for a moment, "Master, as far as I know, my father is a clean and honest official, and does nothing of being injustice." Wuqing said, "Amitabha, how do you know everything about your father?" Zhang Yingkong again and said, "Master! If I have any unclear things, please tell me clearly." Wuqing smiled and said, "What are the resentment and hatred of your father? Is there any fault? I have no intention of being injustice."

Ask the donor to ask the wronged ghost to find out." Zhang Ying was stunned and said, "How do I meet each other in the dark and in the bright places?" Wu Qing said, "This is not difficult." After saying that, he took apart the Buddhist beads, took out one from the string, held it tightly, clasped his hands together, recited a mantra in his mouth, handed the beads to Zhang Ying, and told him, "Tonight, you hide this bead in your hair bun, so you can open your eyes to see the ghosts. Remember! Only this night, the donor must meet with sincerity before he can finish it." After saying that, he shook his body and disappeared again.

Zhang Yingzhu returned home, paid homage to his father, and asked, "My father is the lord of a county. Master Wuqing said that his father had something wronged, and he was harmed by sentient beings, and the wronged ghosts refused to allow him to harass him. I don't know what bad things did my father have?" His father was stunned, slapped his forehead and pondered for a while, "Hey! I have always been a clean and upright official. Since taking over the position, I have been honest and honest, and I have no shame to the people. God can prove it!" Zhang Ying suspected, "This is strange. If my father is not clear, I will find out when I ask for the wronged ghosts tonight." The father bowed to the sky and shouted, "Those who ask for the wronged are clearly known by the official."

When he was holding the lamp, Zhang Ying hid the beads in his hair bun according to the method taught by Wuqing. When he went to the backyard, it was true. White light shot out from his seal acupoint to illuminate what he saw. Zhang Ying cried out in the sky: "There are those who are wronged and shouted to be wronged! Some are those who are wronged and called Que! I waited here to wash away the grievances!" Zhang Ying shouted several times, and saw a ball of white air floating in the air, falling on the roof, turning into more than ten young men. One of them shouted: "Our souls of wronged have not dispersed, so I came to ask for the crime!" Zhang Ying bowed deeply to the young men on the roof and apologized, saying, "Recently, I have acted recklessly and I have been guilty of you, please forgive me!" After saying that, one of the young men said, "Zhang Ying,

You listened to it, we were here to play and punish your father by the order of the King of Hell. It had nothing to do with you. The first two times we robbed food, and we mistakenly thought that your father's food was often offended. Now we warn you, and you will not be meddling in other people's business in the future!" Zhang Yingfu bowed and said, "My father is a clean and honest official, and I don't know where to blame you? Please tell me clearly that my father has the opportunity to reform himself." The first reply said, "Qingzheng? Don't talk nonsense! Tell me the truth, this summer, local children's plague is raging, and drug dealers came to hear the news and sold fake medicine to make huge profits. Your father received his bribe and allowed him to sell it. We ate fake medicine, but all of them died without treatment. Now we punish your father for revenge."

Zhang Ying's father hid in the house and heard it. He panicked out of the house, knelt in the yard, bowed upwards, and said tremblingly, "Gods, the criminal officials have not received bribes from the drug dealer, and only let them pay taxes to distribute them here. However, I don't know that they are selling fake medicines, please forgive me." He scolded, "It is because you have not accepted bribes, that we have not cured you in death. However, your subordinates have accepted bribes and allowed them to sell them. Why do you indulge?" Zhang Ying's father kowtowed again, "This crime will be investigated strictly, and will never tolerate it!" He continued, "The drug dealer cheats money and squanders their enjoyment and enjoyment at will. To this day, he is still free from justice. As the lord of a county, he knows that his law is wrong.

Why not arrest him? "Zhang Yingfu apologized and said, "The criminal official is dereliction of duty and is dereliction of duty. He will arrest him and punish him severely!" The young men glared at Zhang Yingfu and continued to scold him, "Remember! You must recover the bribes received by your subordinates as much as possible, and disperse them among the poor, and ensure that you will never commit any serious crimes! If you do not discipline them strictly, if you do this again, we will punish you severely!" Zhang Yingfu kowtowed like a chicken pecking at the broken rice and swore, "You must do as you remember the criminal official! If you have no regrets, you will be punished by the gods!" After saying that, the young men on the roof suddenly turned into white air and disappeared in an instant.

At this time, Wuqing suddenly appeared in front of the father and son. The father and son were surprised and bowed together, "Thank you for your help from the master." Wuqing laughed and said, "Haha... I have been watching the whole story just now. The donor is the parents of the county. He is not strict in discipline and allows him to accept bribes. How can he not be considered a fault?" Zhang Ying's father lowered his head and admitted his guilt. Wuqing replied, "Mr. magistrate, if you don't get rid of evil, how can you not be considered as a shame to the people?" Zhang Ying's father and son knelt down to confess their guilt. Wuqing laughed uncontrollably and stepped forward to take out the Buddhist beads in Zhang Ying's bun, shaking his body to escape, but the laughter continued for a long time and resounded throughout the sky.

When a friend heard this, he interrupted and asked, "Can you do it according to your oath?" Zhang Ying said, "Yes, after hearing the wronged souls, my father immediately investigated the crime of corruption and abuse of the law, and strictly dealt with it. He arrested all fake drug dealers and punished them severely! He also dispersed his illegal gains to the poor people, reformed and thought of the people. From then on, my house was safe and no strange things would reappear." After hearing this, all the friends were surprised. Zhang Yingxu said, "After that, I worked hard to practice martial arts, and I swear to be a clean official. For more than ten years, I used this as a guide to reflect on whether I had any faults?"

A friend sighed and said, "If you are not a good official, the gods and ghosts will not agree. If I advise you to be an official, being honest and honest is the only way!"
Chapter completed!