Leaving Phase
He earned a sum of money.
He knew in his heart that this was a black-hearted money.
They feel guilty. It is an old saying to be untreatable and not to be business.
There is nothing wrong with following the old admonition.
He feels at ease, and happily sings and returns home. The wife hasn’t slept yet and is still waiting for him. His wife waited for him every night. She couldn’t sleep if he didn’t come back. It was really hard for her.
His wife has repeatedly advised him to wash his hands in the golden basin and stop making black money, otherwise he will be retributed sooner or later.
He took his wife’s words into ears.
“Take a bath and go to sleep.” The wife said, “I have prepared the bath water for you.”
He was just about to take a bath , Suddenly saw a picture of him hanging on the wall.
“Why is there a picture here?”
“God!” His wife was frightened.
“Don’t be surprised, it’s okay, I will take it off.” He said, just about to get the picture hanging on the wall, he suddenly felt dizzy. Turn, fell to the ground and died.
The picture on the wall looked at him and smiled.
Fire bath
Once he took the women’s toilet, accidentally fell into the toilet, and made excrement and urine, which was inaudible. After washing for three days and three nights, the stench still persists. When the crowd saw him, they disliked the smell, and avoided those who were far away, lest they be too late.
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The smell on his body has not gone for many days, making him frown and miserable. His family hated him, and his wife did not share the same room with him, which made him extremely distressed.
On this day, he ran away from home and went to a temple on the mountain. He explained the reason to the monk and asked the monk to help heal the stink.
The monk closed his eyes slightly and said, “You are the smell of bones, which can be described as deep. If you want to treat, you have to cleanse, not only cleanse, but also cleanse. You have to suffer some sins for the ghusl.”
He asked: “How to ghusl?”
“Fire bath.” The monk said: “You sit down Only in the fire can we get rid of the odor in the soul. Do you understand?”
“I understand.” He asked scaredly, “This is a torture. Is there still Other more comfortable methods of purification?”
“Yes.”
“How to clean.”
< br/> “Dead!” The monk’s face was a little bit warm.
His face turned pale: “IDon’t want to die, let’s take a fire bath. “Speaking, begged the monk to bathe him in the fire.
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The monk piled the firewood on a clearing, and then lit the firewood. He sat On the firewood, accept the fire bath to clean the body.
The fierce fire made his skin crack, the pain was unbearable, and he could not die.
One Meal time, the fire was exhausted, there was a pile of ashes on the ground, a gust of wind came, and the ashes went with the wind.
He saw that he was not burned by the fire, and his odor was turned into nothing. His wife was in the same room.
Fantasy Well
His family bought an ancient house.
The ancient house is an old house from the Qing Dynasty, with blue bricks and red tiles. There is an ancient locust tree in the courtyard and an old well. The well is a dry well and there is no water. When he looks down during the day, there are some stones at the bottom of the well. Grass and a few wild flowers interspersed with it.
It was fine at night. When I came out to take a break, I heard something in the well.
He felt strange, When he walked to the well and looked down, he saw that it was no longer stones, weeds and wildflowers, but clear and calm water, and the bright moon in the sky reflected on the water. At the same time, he saw that it was not him that was reflected on the water. Face.
Good-looking, crippled enough.
He turned around and was about to leave, suddenly saw a beautiful woman in the well, Mei smiled and fished her hands: “Handsome man, come down, let’s have a mandarin duck bath. “
The woman is very coquettish, plump and white. He sees blood and forgets about it, so he plunges into the well and wants to have a mandarin duck bath with the beauty.
< br/>His head hasn’t come out in the water yet, a pair of white hands pressed his head tightly, he struggled for a while and suffocated to death.
He drowned. Afterwards, the well slowly returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
This is a mysterious phantom well, it will figure out people’s minds, and those with evil thoughts will Fall into its unfathomable conspiracy trap. Now, it is waiting for the next person to be tempted.
Who will he be?
< br/> The ghost knows.