A few years later, one night, his son, who was an evil ghost, came outside his house. When he was about to enter the house, the dog in the yard kept barking. His father knew that another dead ghost was coming to harm people, so he carried a knife.
, holding a tung oil lamp in one hand, came out of the house to collect the ghosts. When the son saw his father approaching with ferocious force, he jumped up to the house and said: "Father, I am not here to harm anyone, I just want to come back and see you, old man."
My father said: "You did evil in life, and even after you died, you disturbed the neighbors. After I accidentally beat you to death, I felt uncomfortable for a long time. You continued to do evil, and I felt less uncomfortable."
The son said: "What you said makes sense. My son has discovered his conscience now and vowed not to do evil again. He will change his evil ways and become good again in the next life to repay the kindness of raising him."
My father said, "That's good. I'm not allowed to see my fellow villagers."
The son said: "Father, don't worry. If we say goodbye from now on, my son is going to suffer torture and will not come to visit you again. Please take care of yourself, father."
From then on, the son never came to harm anyone again. He went to the eighteenth level of hell to be tortured. After suffering a lot in the eighteenth level of hell, he understood the value of life and that the evil things he had done in the past were really sinful.
Once, "King Guang of Qin" from the Ten Palaces of Yama summoned him and said, "Why don't you go and get a substitute to return Yang?"
He said: "In my previous life, I did all the bad things that were hated by thousands of people. Wherever I went, people used knives and sticks to kill me. Doing bad things really makes people reviled. I want to be a good person again."
Qin Guang said: "It seems that you are really an evil ghost who can change evil into good. Let me tell you, if you remain a good ghost for three more years, I will definitely ask Emperor Yin to grant you an official position."
Hei Wuchang thanked him and stayed in the world to punish evil and do good deeds. Three years later, when the inspection period was over, the King of Hell of the Ten Palaces summoned him again and said: "In the past three years, you have indeed changed your evil ways and done good things. You have done many good deeds.
I have reported to Yin Tianzi for permission to grant you the official position of Hei Wuchang, Department of Rewards and Punishments, specializing in catching evil spirits."
From then on, he wore black linen clothes and patrolled various places in the middle of the night, conducting overt and covert inspections. He reported the good deeds to Yin Tianzi, and the evil deeds to Judge Cui. Back and forth, he and his good brother also captured many evil ghosts.
After listening to Mr. Jiu telling these stories, I was quite touched. Folk stories are like this. A person often has many, many contradictions. As a bystander who has not experienced any era, it is sometimes difficult to determine which one is which.
Which one is true and which one is false? Perhaps the stories Jiuye told are all fabricated and have been circulated for so long just out of the most basic starting point of "persuading people to do good".
"Master Jiu, if we had a head-on conflict with those things, do you think we would be sure to win?" Together we returned to Xiaopang's side. When we were leaving, I asked Master Jin Jiu. After hearing this, Master Jiu was silent for a long time, and then sighed.
He said to me: "The King of Hell told you to die at the third watch, who can keep you until the fifth watch? Except for those seniors who have attained the Tao and ascended and never entered reincarnation, everything in the world will be restricted by these evil things. Even those who practice Taoism will not be able to enter the reincarnation.
Don’t dare to provoke them easily.”
"For example, if it rushes over like just now, what should we do?" Thinking about the way Bai Wuchang floated over with his tongue sticking out, I was a little scared.
"Run." After a while, Master Jiu said with a bitter smile.
"Damn, are you so passive..." After saying this, I also laughed. At this time, Xiaopang had already opened the sealed plastic bucket. I went over and took a look, and there was actually something inside.
Containing lots and lots of...ammunition.
"Oh shit, they're all bullets! I thought they were some good stuff?" After pouring those things out, Xiaopang was a little depressed. With only bullets but no gun, this thing is useless. "Wait a minute, what is this?
Smell?" When Master Jiu saw it, he took out the moisture-proof mugwort and pulled it aside and picked out a bullet. Now, I also smelled a very strong smell of sulfur.
"There's something fishy about this bullet." Jiuye said, putting the bullet in front of his nose and smelling it.
"The bullet seems to be made of silver, and the smell of sulfur is very strong. Also, the bullet is a bit big. Could it be a bullet from a sniper rifle?" I picked out one bullet inside, and I thought it looked more like a bullet.
I've seen small artillery shells and sniper rifle bullets, but nothing this big!
"That's right, this bullet is indeed made of silver, and it's a hollow bullet. Look." Master Jiu said, taking out a small pliers from his backpack, clamping the bullet and breaking it hard.
The bullet's warhead was removed, and then, with a sudden force, the warhead was cut open. We went over and took a look, and found that the bullet was indeed hollow, with something similar to gunpowder hidden inside.
I put the thing in front of my nose and smelled it. A very pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine sprayed over me along with the strange smell of chemicals like sulfur and nitric acid. "What is this?"
"It seems to be some kind of secret recipe." Master Jiu said, shining the light beam of his flashlight, and then turned to ask me: "Tell me, what effect will this bullet have when it is fired?"
"It's hard to say. The hardness of silver is not very strong, and it is expensive to make. Anyone who uses it to make warheads must be a lunatic. Moreover, I have never seen a hollow warhead. Only cannonballs do this!" I said.
, took the half of the bullet in Master Jiu's hand and looked at it, and then said: "This bullet comes out of the boring hole at an extremely fast speed. The bullet will generate high temperature when it rubs against the air. He made it with such a thin layer of silver."
Aren’t the warheads afraid of exploding the barrel? I think 90% of the chemical components inside are flammable and explosive materials. Damn it, they really use this thing as a cannonball? "
"That makes sense, why don't we try it out." At this time, the little fat man who was squatting aside looking for the baby interjected.
"How do you try? After so many years, it's hard to say whether the bullets can still be used. Besides, do you have such a large-caliber machine gun?" Upon hearing this, I said to him helplessly.
"How do you know I don't have one? Look at this!" Xiaopang said, pulling out a black tube with a handle from his backpack. When I took it, I was dumbfounded. What is this? A gun.
Cannon? Or rocket launcher? After tinkering with it for a long time, I finally understood. It turned out that this was a special hand-made weapon. Its principle was similar to the Japanese artillery during the Sino-Japanese War.
bullet.
"Where did you get this?" I pulled the bolt and inserted a bullet into the tunnel. I tried to aim it and it felt okay. If I expected it to be good, this thing should be specially made for this kind of bullet.
, just looking at this caliber, conventional bullets are not up to the task.