Chapter 7 Mountain Xiao

Sun Taibai's great-grandfather studied in Liugou Temple in Nanshan when he was young. This autumn, I was busy with farming. I went home to help harvest wheat and lived for more than ten days before returning to the temple.

Back to the residence, the old gentleman pushed open the door. He saw that the wooden table in the room was covered with dust, and the cobwebs by the window were dense. He urgently ordered the servant to clean it up. He didn't feel refreshed and satisfied until the evening, so he went into the house to rest, sweep the quilt, and closed the door to sleep.

The moonlight was full of the window, and there was silence around. The old gentleman tossed and turned, tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Suddenly, the wind roared, and the mountain gate in the distance suddenly sounded, thinking, "Maybe the monk was negligent and forgot to close the door."

As I was thinking about it, the mountain wind swept into the house and rumbling. The door blew open, and the strong wind came to my face. I couldn't help shivering all over. I couldn't help but be full of suspicion. Then there was the sound of banging footsteps on the ground, and it seemed that someone had walked into the bedroom.

The old gentleman tried to calm down and opened his eyes in the moonlight to watch: a ferocious evil spirit bent down and paced slowly approached the bedside. When he came to the couch, the evil spirit straightened his waist. He saw that his body was huge, with a beam above his head, no more than three meters tall, and his face was like old melon skin. His eyes flashed and he looked around. A big mouth of the blood basin, the teeth are sparse, three inches long, the tongue moves the throat, the roar, the voice is sad, resounds through the field, the table and chair tremble, and the dust on the beams of the room fall.

The old gentleman was frightened and thought, "Where did such a monster come from?"

The hungry ghost roared for a while, slowly calmed down, stared at Duke Song, licked his tongue around his lips, and his saliva overflowed, and drops fell to the ground. The old gentleman thought to himself, "This hungry man looked at me drooling. Most of the time, he was going to sacrifice my teeth. The house was narrow. How to escape? Left and right is death, let's fight." He quietly put his hand into the pillow, pulled out a knife, and then waved his right hand and cut the devil's belly with a knife. The sound was like a stone, dull and dull. The knife was extremely hard, and his arms were numb, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

The hungry ghost was so angry that he stretched out his two giant claws to catch Song Gong. The old gentleman was so agile that he rolled and avoided the side of the bed. The evil spirit was hit, and he became more and more angry. He grabbed the quilt, tore and pulled it, and smashed it to pieces. He took half of the quilt and left angrily. He only heard a bang and the door closed again.

The old gentleman fell down with the quilt and hit the green brick on the ground with his back. He frowned in pain, crying loudly, and woke up a group of servants.

The servants lit the lantern and came to check with torches. Near the house, they opened their voices and shouted, "Open the door, open the door!"

The old gentleman is sore and soft all over and can't move. He just cares about crying. How can he have the strength to open the door? The servants shouted several times and ignored them. They were anxious. They pushed open the window and climbed into the house one after another.

Under the firelight, Mr. Song's head spread out, and his expression was embarrassed. He hurriedly helped him to ** to rest and asked the reason.

To tell the truth, everyone was surprised and strange. They checked on all sides one after another. In the gap between the door, there was half of the quilts, which was tattered, which had already been completely destroyed. Many scratches were left on the door panel, as big as dustpans. Where the evil ghost's fingertips passed, the doorway holes were pierced, and holes were inserted one hole after another.

The old gentleman met a ghost in the middle of the night. He was so scared that he no longer dared to stay in the temple. The next day, he hurriedly left at dawn.