There used to be a big temple to the west of Guba Town. Unexpectedly, when the incense was in full swing, a fire broke out and the temple was suddenly in ruins. The monks in the temple went their separate ways. Only the gatekeeper Wu Chang fell in love with this old place and lived in the Tianqi Temple in the east of the town. Soon, an old man surnamed Hu came to the ruins of this temple with his children and grandchildren, built a simple house with broken bricks and settled down. The old man surnamed Hu, although from a poor family, is charitable and knows a little about magic. He is often used to eliminate diseases and disasters, so people gradually call him Hu Xian. Whenever someone has a patient at home, just send a paper offering and you will get a panacea. Whenever people encounter weddings and funerals and can't borrow tables, chairs and benches, just say hello to Hu Xian the day before and they will lend a whole set of tables, chairs and benches that night as you wish. At that time, people around poured into the worshippers in an endless stream. Wu often sees this in his eyes, but he is angry in his heart. I can't help thinking: How did I enjoy the incense before the temple was destroyed? Now that the temple has been destroyed, this old ghost fairy has occupied the bustling area. Isn't it ruined my Buddhist reputation? No, I'll try to punish him. Therefore, the morning before the rally in the town, he came to Hu Jia disguised as a layman and asked for a set of tables and chairs. It was dark at night, and I saw several sets of tables and chairs all put aside. He shouted proudly at the newcomers who came with him, carrying them all over the ground to the market. When people see these exquisite tables and chairs, they all know that they are not owned by poor monks and dare not buy them. Therefore, although the price is very cheap and there are many tourists, no one dares to buy it.

At noon, suddenly a middle-aged man came over and said, "seller, I want all these furniture." I don't know how much it costs? " Realizing that people often dress like rich people, he said, "These furniture are excellent things, and each piece sells for twelve taels of silver;" If you want it all, I'll give you 10% and 452 pieces of silver. "

Without bargaining, the man put his bag on the table and poured out a pile of shiny money. Wu Chang said that no more, no less, just 452, everyone was surprised. Wu Changzheng happily collected the money, when suddenly a whirlwind blew over, and suddenly it was dark and I couldn't open my eyes. After the sandstorm, everyone saw that all the furniture had turned into a pile of sorghum stalks, and the silver coins that Wu often held had turned into donkey dung eggs. Furniture and buyers, all gone.

Consciousness is often shameful and worth complaining secretly. He knew that all this was done by the immortal old son, and his heart was full of hatred. On this day, while it was dark, he came to the temple site alone and saw Hu Xian sitting on a stone slab facing the town. When Hu Xian saw him coming, he said, "It's a shame that a monk turned into a liar for profit." Alas! "Wu often listened, knowing that he was embarrassed to scold himself. Although he was angry, he called the fairy and asked for something to borrow, so he had to leave despondently.

Later, whenever Wu Chang went to the west of the town, he saw Hu Xian sitting here laughing at him. He was very angry, but he secretly had the evil idea of punishing Hu Xian. It was dark, and Wu often took advantage of Hu Xian's arrival to pour a bowl of Ejiao on the slate and hide it far away. In an instant, the fairy was summoned to the slate. As soon as she sat down, she only heard the sound of "bad" and quickly took it away.

I feel very guilty to realize that this is universal; When I was busy looking forward, I saw blood on the slate, a few fox hairs stuck on it, and a pool of urine left beside it, which was very shameful. Wu is often dizzy by this smell, his eyes are black, he falls to the ground with a plop, and his left eye is splashed with some urine. When he struggled, he only felt pain in his left eye, like something covered his pupil and became a "cyclops".

Wu often punishes others and harms himself, blinding one eye, and it is not easy to tell people in detail, so he has to suffer from YaBaKui. On this day, he heard a man begging for medicine in the town say, "Hu Xian is going to visit relatives in a distant place tomorrow and can't ask for anything else." He was overjoyed. In the evening, he ate a big meal, picked up his mord and ran to Hu Jia. When I came to the door of the hut, I kicked over the incense burner and offerings, and then knocked down the door of Hu Jia's hut. Unexpectedly, a dozen little foxes suddenly appeared in the room, bared their teeth at them, as if angry with them for hitting the door. When Wu Chang saw this, he swung his staff and hit them, killing two of them on the spot.

At this moment, suddenly a man came out of the room and shouted angrily, "My family didn't offend you. Why did you bump into my house at night and come here to kill people? " When Wu Chang saw that it was him who bought furniture in the market that day, he was even more angry. He said, "You foxes have occupied my Buddhist land, confused everyone, and fought with me before. How can I tolerate you! " Say that finish, wave the mord and fight. But the man didn't panic or fight back, but thanked him for avoiding it. Wu often hits the east, and he hides in the west; Wuchang attacked the west. He hid in the east and chased for a long time. Instead of hurting the man, he was so tired that he was sweating all over. At this time, the foxes took the opportunity to scream and besiege. When Wuchang saw his panic, he put away his staff and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, this man reached out and grabbed Wu Chang's back. Wu Chang felt a pain and flew away.

When Wu often goes back to the temple, he still feels his back burning. When he undressed, he knew that he had been caught with a big blood cut. It became a sore in a few days, but it was purulent and bleeding that day.

Look, it's almost July 15. Wu often thinks that I tried to punish Hu Xian several times, but it hurt me. It seems that I can't win by myself. It is said that Guandi will appear once a year on July 15. I might as well ask God to get rid of him. So this day, he took the incense paper and went to the Nanguan Emperor Temple in the town. He lit incense sticks, melted the burning paper, knelt on the ground and called for help from Guan Di. Seeing that Wu Zhi was very sad, the Taoist in the temple said to Wu Zhi, "If you ask God for help, you can take a yellow silk from Guan Di on July 15th and shake it in the air, which will lead to lightning and storms and kill all the foxes." Wu Chang did as he said, took a piece of yellow silk from Guandi and returned to his residence, waiting for an auspicious day.

July 15 has arrived. Cloudless Wan Li is a common occurrence on this day, and I am very unhappy. He took the yellow silk and came to the ruins of the temple, shaking it into the air. When he saw the clear sky, a dark cloud suddenly gathered, followed by storms, lightning and thunder.

At this time, the people in the town are farming in the fields. They are very surprised to see that the house in Hu Jia suddenly thundered and thundered, and it was stormy, but it was still sunny in other places! Looking closely, I saw Wu Chang shaking yellow silk in front of Hu Jia's house and laughing at the sky. People realized that Wu often used gods to avenge himself. He saw Hu Jia's door wide open, and a group of foxes, large and small, ran out one after another. Suddenly, there was another thunder, and several foxes were killed on the ground at once, but Wu Changdu laughed. When people see this scene, they think of the advantages of calling the immortals to help the poor and help the poor, and being kind to others. They all put down their tools and ran to the fox in distress. When the foxes saw that all the people had come to save them, they knelt down and thanked each other. Strange to say, when the crowd came near, the wind, rain, thunder and electricity suddenly stopped, and the sky was as clear as ever.

Realizing that ordinary people rushed to magic, they were very angry and shouted at everyone: "Why do you damn mediocrity pity these fox demons and oppose my Buddhism?" An old man said, "Hu Xian has always been very kind to everyone. What happened to them? " ? Why repeatedly oppose them and hurt them? "Wu Chang said," They are good at helping others, and the whole city is confusing people. Only Buddhism is truly compassionate! "So, as a Buddhist, how many good things have you done for the people these years?" "Wu is often asked speechless, but he is still unwilling. While no one was looking, he swung his mord and hit a white-haired fox. The fox was always on the alert. When he bent down, he came at Wu Chang head-on. Wu often dodges, and his face is scratched several times. Wu Chang backhand wanted to hit again, and the old fox screamed and led the foxes south. When everyone saw a burst of laughter here, they all scolded and realized that they often deserved it.

Wu often goes back to the temple and feels very timid. He fidgeted when he was lying down and fidgeted when he sat down. He only felt a strange itch. When I undressed, I found myself covered in erythema. The more he itches, the more itches, the more itches. After a while, his whole body was scratched like a rotten pear, bleeding profusely. In a few days, his whole body was festering, not cured, and it itched to death. According to legend, a long time ago, there was a hunched old man who called himself a "slang guy". Carrying a cloth bag and shaking his arm, he practiced medicine along the village. As soon as I entered the village, I wandered around the patient's house, shouting "OK, OK, cure the disease and eliminate the disaster!" At first people didn't believe it, but after his diagnosis and treatment, it worked. This slang guy is good at massage, acupuncture and cupping. It's a wonderful rejuvenation. He didn't receive any treatment, but enjoyed a delicious meal. At that time, dozens of people in Fiona Fang knew there was a medical fairy, but they didn't know where he lived.

There's a town in East Erli, Hahu Middle School. Those witch doctors and quacks in the town were smashed by the slang, and they all gnashed their teeth and stamped their feet. Some jealous children wanted to find their place to drive him away, so they were followed. But the stalker left and disappeared. If so, several times, even if you try hard, it won't help. Later, they agreed on a trick, pretending to invite him to a party in the name of a disciple to find out about him.

On this day, they hosted a banquet for Hu Li in a restaurant in the town. Hula repeatedly refused, but a group of people even pulled and hugged and had to sit down. Hula Lao always likes to eat meat, especially chickens and ducks. He saw that food and wine were abundant, and his desire was hard to stop, so he frequently raised his glass and enjoyed it. In the meantime, some people praised him for his superb medical skills, others praised him for his noble medical ethics, and raised their glasses to celebrate each other. The hula guy lost his taboo for a while, so he drank with everyone. By the time the four tables banquet broke up, the slanderer on the phone was already drunk, hot and in a trance. After thanking me, I felt that I stumbled and couldn't control myself. Among them, there are two bold excuses to send them home to find out. They walked two miles out of Xiguan with Hulan and saw a courtyard, a building and a tile shed. By candlelight, the door plaque read "Hujialou". The slang man said "here" and shouted to open the door. At this time, I don't feel the dusk, and the oriental rooster crows. I saw guy Fusang shaking all over, suddenly turning into an old reddish-brown fox, rushing in and never seeing the yard again. The sender was knocked unconscious long ago. When I woke up, it turned out to be on the downhill slope south of the graveyard. When they went home, they recovered after a serious illness.

Since then, the theory of practicing medicine by Fox Fairy has spread all over the village. People can't see the shout, so they go to the grave with incense offerings for medical treatment. Strange to say, when the pilgrims knocked on their heads and knelt down, they found a medicine bag in front of them and took it back to the patient. Nothing is invalid. In this way, by word of mouth, people came to the tomb to worship immortals and seek medicine in an endless stream. One year, "Momoliu" died in Liutang Village, Tsukiji, and it was difficult for the family to borrow something for burial. Unexpectedly, at dawn the next day, I saw dozens of desks and chairs in the yard. I asked my neighbors, but they all said they didn't know. Looking carefully, there is a piece of paper on the table, which reads: "I pay a hundred respects to Liu Gongtai: I was given a room to eat before, and now I am promoted to the upper boundary, and I borrow utensils to show my gratitude." After use, send it to Hu Jia Building in Xiguan. Use it later, make it clear at the end of the day and pick it up the next day. Crying and kowtowing. "

It turns out that this Mr. Liu has run a steamed bread workshop all his life, and people have nicknamed him "Steamed Bread Liu". The steamed bread he sells has a big white skin and is very popular. Do good deeds and accumulate virtue on weekdays. He is a country bumpkin with great virtue. There are five rows of top ten parties in Baba Town. Mr. Liu will come to the party and sit at the street corner and shout, "Dabai steamed stuffed bun!" " "This kind of steamed bread business is sometimes sold out, and sometimes there are some left. In the next episode, the cart passed by Yuezi, so I sat down and took a nap, smoking a cigarette. A few times, I saw the sheets on the reeds move slightly and found that some steamed bread was missing. The old man believes in God, but he is not angry. Instead, he secretly rejoices. He even deliberately stays here to accumulate some good results, hoping that today's achievements will be rewarded.

It is said that the Liu family was sent back the night after the funeral. Two miles away from Xiguan, he saw a high-walled courtyard, brightly lit, with a plaque on the gate that read "Hujialou". At the door, many people came in and out. When I came out, suddenly a person stumbled to the ground, and everyone came to help me. I felt dark. Looking back, the building was gone. I only see the stars in the sky and the crescent moon falling in the west, which turned out to be the south slope of the tomb. Everyone was frightened and knew that they had met a fox, but they were afraid to say anything. Their hearts were pounding and their hair stood on end, and they fell back to the village step by step. Later, Liu Tang worked with people in nearby villages. He could borrow desks and chairs according to Hu Xian's instructions.

I don't want to see a black sheep named Hungry Fan in the village. As a teenager, he ruined his family fortune, angered his father and forced him to marry his mother. Hungry fans usually live in unpredictable places, and when there is no food, they start stealing chickens and dogs, or go to big parties to grab bags and beg for food. Seeing the call of a fairy to borrow it, he made a crooked move.

The night before the party, hungry fans were still burning paper incense at the grave and begging to borrow tables and chairs. At dawn the next day, I saw dozens of tables and chairs put aside. Then he shouted that all the new bumps that came with him had moved to the market, and he shouted proudly. When people see so many shiny furniture, they are all excellent items. Everyone knows that it's not this hungry fan who is afraid to buy. Although the price is cheap, they dare not buy it.

Look at the red sun setting in the west. It's time to feed the cows. Suddenly, an old man floated in and shouted, "seller, I want all the tables and chairs." I don't know how much it costs? " Everyone waited eagerly and saw an old man with a hunchback, a pointed chin, a white beard, a gray gown and a cloth bag on his back. Hungry fans see people like rich people from other places and want to get rid of them early, so they say, "This kind of excellent furniture costs twelve taels each. If you want it all, I'll give you a 10% discount, 452 pieces of silver. "

Without bargaining, the man tilted his wallet on the table and poured out a pile of glistening money. Count the hungry fans, no more, no less, just 452. Everyone was surprised. Hungry fans were collecting money when a whirlwind blew away, covering people's eyes and ears. When the wind swept through the crowd, I saw all the furniture turned into sorghum stalks and the old man disappeared. Hungry fans have some donkey dung eggs in their hands.

From then on, Hu Xian went to Xiguan and sat on a stone pier, yelling at him that the hungry fans had stolen his furniture. Hungry fans played that prank, which made them feel very annoyed. When they saw the fairy shouting and cursing, there was another layer of hatred in their chests. Before dawn, hungry fans poured a bowl of cooked swim bladder on the stone pier and hid it in the distance to watch. In a flash, Hu Xian came to the stone pier. As soon as I sat down, I felt sticky. I shouted "No" and quickly took it away.

Hungry fans were surprised to see this. When I looked forward in a hurry, I saw that the stone pier was covered with blood and a few fox hairs, and there was the sound of urine next to it, which made me ashamed. Hungry fans were dizzy by the smell, their eyes were black, they fell to the ground and some urine splashed in their eyes. By the time he struggled, his eyes were wide open, his eyes were covered with meat, and he was blind.