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The fifth story told by Lu Yanan: The last customer in the noodle shop

Eating noodles and killing people

This is a strange story that happened in Lu Yanan’s hometown , said that that year a young man wanted to return to his hometown by train. He misread the date on the ticket and arrived at the station one day in advance. The way back was too far and he couldn't afford to stay in a hotel, so he had to sleep in the waiting room.

It was a small station in the mountains. It couldn’t be smaller. There were only a few passengers during the day and not even half a person at night. However, this young man slept on a cool bed, relying solely on his strong firepower. I didn't believe in ghosts, so I wrapped myself in a cotton coat at night and lay down on a bench at the station. It was easy to deal with it all night, but I didn't bring any dry food. I was as hungry as pancakes at night, and I couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

The young man was lying on the bench, half asleep and half awake, vaguely dreaming of eating noodles in a restaurant, not to mention how delicious the food was. At this time, he seemed to hear someone next to him "hehe" Laughing, he suddenly woke up when he heard the noise, and found that there was someone else on the bench at some point. It turned out that besides him, there was someone else in the waiting room.

The young man got up quickly. It was already late at night. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked carefully. Although there was moonlight leaking in the waiting room, the man was blocked by the shadow and was dark. I can't see his face clearly. Judging from the outline of his body, he is about forty years old. He looks like a wealthy business owner. He is probably waiting at the station.

The young man looked at the other person for a while, then bravely asked: "Who are you? Why are you sitting there laughing?"

The man said: "What can I do at the station? Of course, I am also a passenger waiting for the train, because I saw you drooling while sleeping, and your mouth kept moving, probably because you were dreaming about eating something good, so I couldn't help but laugh."

The young man was a little embarrassed, saying that he was hungry in the middle of the night and dreamed of eating noodles. A big, hot bowl of rotten pork noodles was really delicious.

The man disagreed and said with a smile: "You country boy, how do you know what delicious noodles are?"

Two passengers waiting for the train found the topic and started talking. In the waiting room late at night, we chatted with each other. Later, the boss-like man told the young man about his early years of running a noodle shop.

The young man could not help but be fascinated by what he heard, and heard the man who looked like the boss say: In the past, I was just like you, a young man. I opened a noodle shop in the city, with the store facing the street. Only a dozen customers can sit inside. Although this noodle shop is small and the location is secluded, it is the hard work of several generations of my family, and it has quite a few regular customers.

My father passed away early. I was only in my early twenties when I took over the noodle shop, but my craftsmanship was as good as the real ones. What I sell at home is fried eel noodles with thick oil and red sauce. Cheap and good quality, the cloth in front of the shop reads "Get off your horse when you smell the fragrance, and stop when you know the taste". It is open from noon to late night, specializing in taking care of those customers who come home late. Anyone who has eaten the eel noodles cooked by me has no regrets. For those with thumbs up, there is a thumbs up on the bottom of each bowl in our house. This thumbs up can only be revealed if the guest eats the entire bowl of noodles, including the soup.

Don't look at my shop. There is a lot of work like "greeting customers, welcoming guests, cooking noodles and paying bills, lighting fires and cleaning". However, the world was not good in those years, and there were too many natural and man-made disasters. , business is very difficult. I can't make ends meet and barely maintain the noodle shop. I can't afford any help. I do all the work by myself, no matter how big or small it is.

One night, there was a cold northwest wind, and the streets were deserted early. I still had the last eel noodles left, thinking that it was already dark and I would not eat anymore. There are customers, but fortunately there are not many noodles left, just enough for myself. I might as well close the shop earlier today and go back to rest.

I tidied up and was about to get on the board when a person came in from outside the door. The street was very dark and I didn’t see clearly who the person was. We are doing business and those who come are customers. We couldn't let the money go unearned and let the business suffer, so we greeted him with a smile as usual. While pouring hot tea and serving him, he asked, "A guest wants noodles? There happens to be one last portion. Please sit down for a moment, eel." The dough will be ready soon..."

But when I made tea, I realized that the last customer who came in was dressed like an old customer from out of town. His clothes were in shabby clothes and his face looked hungry and cold. He was better than a beggar. Wherever I go, I open a noodle shop and do business. Every day I welcome and drop off many people. One look at this person's appearance and I know that he is not a big man.

As I expected, when the old customer saw the hot tea, he didn’t even care about it. He picked it up and drank from the bowl with the bottom of the cup turned upside down. He even licked the tea leaves that hadn’t been brewed yet with his tongue. He chewed it in his mouth, and then begged in a low voice: "Noodle shop owner, please be kind. I have come all the way from another place to visit my relatives, but I have nowhere to go. I even lost my money on the way. I am being called out every day for no response, and down to earth." It's not working. I haven't eaten for three days in a row. I'm about to starve to death and fall down on the road. Just do me a favor and give me a bowl of noodles on credit. I'll work as a cow or a horse in my next life, and I won't forget to repay your kindness. Great Virtue."

I sighed. These years are not easy. There have been severe droughts for many years. The fields in the countryside have failed to harvest anything. Countless victims have flocked to the city to beg for food. Few of them have starved to death. , I don’t care about it officially. I run this noodle shop on a small budget and it’s hard for me to make a living. Can I care about the life and death of others? It’s not that I don’t have good intentions. You can save just one, but you can’t save that many. Moreover, these beggars all use the same rhetoric. I gave him a bowl of noodles today. If he spreads the news to the outside world, there will definitely be a swarm of them tomorrow. Groups of refugees come to beg for food. These people are the best at pretending to be pitiful. They must not be soft-hearted and believe others' words.

What’s more, I usually can’t bear to eat my own eel noodles. I have dry noodles, pancakes and pickles for my morning and evening meals. I have to sell all the noodles for the day to barely break even. This ancestor The noodle shop that I uploaded can never be defeated by me, so no matter how hard or tired I am, I will grit my teeth and endure it. The last portion of noodles left today has not been sold. How good is it for me to eat it myself? I don't steal, rob or cheat. I never owe others anything. It's not a sin if I don't give this beggar a free meal. There is no need to feel bad about my conscience. This guy is pitiful. The problem is that I have to pity him. In the future, I will also Gotta beg for food.

I had no choice but to invite this old customer out, and explained the truth in a nice way: "Please forgive me, we are a small business and we do not accept credit. If you don't bring money, you can come back another day." It's getting late, I'm going to close the door now."

As the saying goes, "It's easier to catch a tiger than to accuse someone." Everyone has self-esteem, and no one is born to beg for food. When the guest saw that I had kicked him out, he was embarrassed to say anything, but he was very hungry. When he saw my bowl of noodles that hadn't been cooked yet, his eyes were glued shut and he couldn't move his legs or feet. Finally, Gudong knelt down for me, eyes in his eyes. She shed tears, kowtowed and begged, with only one sentence coming out of her mouth: "Noodle shop owner, you have a Bodhisattva heart, noodle shop owner, you have a Bodhisattva heart..."

I saw that the old customer was bleeding from the forehead. Unable to feel sympathy, she helped him up: "You beg me so much, what else do you want me to say? But this small noodle shop is the foundation of my livelihood. I can't give you this bowl of noodles for free. You have to think about it first." Do you really want to eat?"

The old customer burst into tears when he heard this, nodded vigorously and said: "I will work as a cow or a horse in my next life to repay your kindness..." He was so hungry that he couldn't hold on any longer. , halfway through speaking, suddenly his vision went dark and he fainted.

I sighed, half dragged and half dragged him to the store, then uncovered the bottom of the soup pot, brought it to a boil, took out the noodles, put them into a bowl, and poured the eel paste into the hot oil as a topping. Cover the noodles, add various seasonings, and serve it in front of the old customer. He smelled the aroma and suddenly woke up from his coma. He ate up a large bowl of eel noodles like a storm and licked the bottom of the bowl. It had to be clean, he had been hungry for too long, and ate too quickly, which made him roll his eyes.

While he was eating noodles, I put out the fire, went up to the shop and closed the door, and asked the old customer how my craftsmanship was.

The old customer thanked me profusely, saying that this bowl of noodles saved his life. Since he has no money, he has nothing to repay in this life, but he hopes to repay the noodle shop owner in the next life. Great favor in case of emergency.

What do I mean by being a cow or a horse in the next life and not forgetting your great kindness? We are in the business of doing business, and we won’t settle accounts from other lives. I also told you beforehand that you can’t eat my bowl of noodles in vain.

The old customer said with a look of embarrassment: "I want the noodle shop owner to know that I really don't have anything of value with me. I'm desperate now. I don't know how many days I can live in the future, and I'm so hungry." Skinny, to be honest, even if I want to give you all my flesh and blood, I'm afraid you won't be able to make a few bowls of human flesh noodles. If you don't repay me in the next life, what else can you expect?"

I said: "Don't talk nonsense. My noodle shop is a well-known time-honored brand. How dare you sell human meat noodles? Besides, look in the mirror and see how thin you are. There is not a trace of oil or water on your body. When you put it in the pot, The cooked food is gone, what do I want you to do? To be honest, my father accidentally fell into the river and died, and his body was not found afterwards. This is the first thing I hate in my life. I think your appearance, old guest, is quite right. My father has some similarities, so I want to make you my adoptive father. Since you have eaten my eel noodles, you must agree to this."

The old guest never expected that there would be such a good thing in the world, and he was so surprised. Yu, according to the ancient custom, accepted my gift of bowing and exchanging blood, and recognized him as his adoptive father and son. We closed the shop and went home together at night. That night, while the old customer was sleeping, I tied a noose with a hemp rope. It wrapped around his neck and strangled him to death on the bed.

The old guest died in a very miserable state, with his mouth hanging out and his eyes bloodshot, and his eyes wide open with his eyes wide open, as if he was asking silently: "Why do you want to kill me?" It is not as good as water, which can make waves from the ground."

The buried corpse turned into a ghost

It was midnight, and everything was silent. The young man was in the waiting room of the mountain station, listening to the noodle shop owner talking about strangling a living person to death. If you think the other person is deliberately trying to scare people, even if they are talking about ghosts and ghosts, they must be reasonable.

If it is true as the noodle shop owner said, then the beggar is penniless, strips off all his clothes for half a sesame seed cake, is poor and thin, and might end up dumped on the street at some point. You couldn't bear to give him a bowl of noodles, so you just drove him out of the store, but you treated the beggar to eel noodles, and specifically recognized him as your foster father, and then took him home and strangled him to death with a rope. This is unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally. , How could such a thing happen in the world?

The noodle shop owner sneered a few more times and said: That old beggar didn’t even understand until his death why I wanted to do this. If I didn’t tell the reason myself, you, the younger generation, would naturally not understand. Can't guess.

There is indeed no enmity between me and the old beggar in the past and in the recent past. He doesn’t have anything valuable on him, and I will not make him into a rotten meat noodle. This matter is rooted in the past. Very deep, please listen to me slowly.

My ancestors have not always been running noodle shops. Going back a few generations along the family tree, there was a Feng Shui master who opened his eyes and found a Feng Shui treasure hole with excellent conditions. Gaobu Hill, with a large wilderness in front of it, is called "Wo Niu Cave". There are four rivers on both sides, like four snakes guarding them. If the ancestors of the family are buried here, their descendants will enjoy all the glory. Wealth and wealth are limitless, as the saying goes: "I have my back to the mountains and the river, and the water flowing from east to west protects the golden statue; the gods Zhu Xuan, dragon and tiger are all around me, men are rich and noble, and women are virtuous; glory and splendor will come naturally, and my descendants will have long and prosperous years; my family has been in official positions for generations, wearing purple robes and gold Take him to worship the king."

This kind of treasure cave can be encountered but not sought. My family chose the ancestral grave there, and it really made the family prosperous, and the number one scholar was awarded. In more than a hundred years, dozens of subjects were produced, and it became a big name at that time. Most of the wealthy families associate with princes and great ministers. Civil servants dismount their sedan chairs and military attachés dismount their horses in front of the mansion. They are really majestic.

Unexpectedly, this ancestral grave of my family was targeted by a group of enemies. Those traitors are also proficient in Feng Shui and the land. They have been spying on this "crouching cow hole" for many years and took advantage of my family's unpreparedness. , secretly dug up the grave and replaced the bones of his ancestors in it. From then on, good and bad luck began to change. If my family died, his family would gain another. If my family lost an acre of land, his family would gain another. acres of land, one goes down and the other goes up, and our family soon declined. When we woke up and destroyed the enemy's tomb and coffin to retaliate, the earthly energy of Wo Niu Cave had been vented, and we still wanted to find a Feng Shui treasure land to revive. I can travel all over the world, but I can never find a good place.

In my generation, the family has declined and the population has withered. Only this small noodle shop is left to make a living. Fortunately, the Feng Shui technique of judging situations has not been lost. My family has been doing it for generations. I am guarding this humble little noodle shop, with a shop in front and a home in the back. Even if there are better shops, I refuse to move. It’s not because I don’t want to make progress. It turns out that although this noodle shop is located in the city, it is a rare shady house. If the bones of the ancestors are buried underground, the descendants can also have great wealth.

This treasure cave under the noodle shop is called "The Rats Offering Treasures". The ancestral grave is chosen here. Two or three generations of people all suffered violent deaths. In the end, there were no bones left. No ancestor's bones could be buried in the treasure cave. It was like starving while guarding a golden mountain.

Many people think that Feng Shui and the Yin House are all false principles. The dead are buried in the tomb and it is impossible to bless their descendants. This is because they do not understand the essence of the art of Feng Shui. In fact, there are forces between heaven and earth. The invisible qi is, in short, the yin and yang qi. When it rises, it becomes clouds, when it falls, it becomes rain. When it travels to the earth, it becomes vitality. The vitality moves in the earth, giving rise to all things, controlling good and bad luck; flowing Between heaven and earth, they are called ghosts and gods; hiding in the heart, they are called saints.

Different situations in the earth's mountains and rivers lead to different gathering energies. Therefore, Feng Shui masters discern the situation, point out the dragon's caves in the earth's veins, and then bury their ancestors in the Feng Shui treasure land, occupying all the space in the world. With the aura of the world, the descendants will surely have good fortune. This is because the human hair, essence and blood are received from the parents, and the blood is connected. The corpses in the ancestral graves get the aura of the earth, and the descendants will naturally be blessed.

I know this very well. When I met this old beggar that day, I had an idea. Anyway, he is a poor person and suffers all day long in this world. How about I give him that bowl? Maybe he would have died of cold and hunger before dawn, and he would have turned into a corpse that had fallen on the road without anyone taking it away. He would have been wrapped in a straw mat and pushed in a cart to the deserted suburbs outside the city to fill a grave with thousands of corpses. Since death is inevitable anyway, it is better to let him eat a bowl of noodles from me and be buried in the treasure cave under the small noodle shop after death, so as to protect my wealth for the rest of my life.

So I let the old guest eat eel noodles, and worshiped him as my adoptive father. We exchanged blood and recognized him as my father-in-law. To drink blood wine, the father and son also need to exchange blood, cut their veins twice, drip the blood into the tea, exchange it and drink it, and they become a family with the same blood. Then, while the old guest is sleeping, he uses a hemp rope to Strangling him alive, leaving him dead without any blood, and leaving his whole body dead. In this way, the deceased can be buried in a grave, which will bring blessings to me.

My family has been running this small noodle shop for many years. The cave for burial has long been dug, and the corpse of the old customer was sorted out overnight. I have ancestral Taoism and know that this person died in an unknown manner. Bai felt a lingering resentment in his chest, which might lead to a corpse transformation, so he put a copper coin in the corpse's mouth to press it down, tied its feet together with beef tendons, wrapped it tightly with a quilt, and carefully placed it on the ground. In the cave, the position of placing the corpse is also very particular. It must be face down, and a weight must be carried on the back to prevent it from turning over forever. From now on, I can sit back and relax, and don't have to worry about this old guest turning into a zombie and crawling out of the grave. .

I immediately piled earth and laid bricks, buried the dead body deeply, and restored the ground to its original state. I couldn’t build a grave or erect a tombstone. After a lot of work, I took out the paper money I had prepared in advance and burned it. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed several times to the dead people in the ground, recounted the whole story and swore that if he made any progress in the future, he would spend a lot of money and invite famous mountain monks to perform rituals for three days in a row, so that the dead souls of the old guests would be gone soon. The suffering in the underworld, re-entering reincarnation, and being reborn into a rich and noble family.

It turns out that people have souls, which are pure and turbid. The soul is a ghost and the soul is Qi. After death, the soul may not be separated for a while. If the death is unjust, the resentment will remain in the body. , there will be a corpse transformation. I buried the dead body according to Taoism. This old beggar should not turn into a zombie again. However, the soul of the deceased is still a thorn in my side. In the beginning of life, everyone is born from the mother’s womb. There are all kinds of differences until death, but most of them will fall into the underworld, and in the underworld, they will be reincarnated as human beings according to the cause and effect of their lives, or they will be imprisoned in the city of vain death and re-enter reincarnation after many years. The most terrifying thing is One type is the evil ghost, which gave up the opportunity to go to the underworld and enter reincarnation, wandering in the narrow realm of life and death, waiting to demand life from its enemies, and then fell into the Abi Hell, also known as the Infinite Hell. Take off.

I think that the old beggar is desperate. Instead of dying of cold and hunger, or dying of starvation, it is better to eat my bowl of noodles until he dies with a full belly and bury his body in the treasure cave. , to bless my descendants, I recommend them to reach bliss early, or be reincarnated into a wealthy family. Wouldn’t this be the best of both worlds? It's just that the old customer won't close his eyes. I have to explain this truth clearly in order to resolve this resentment.

Because I suddenly had the desire to kill someone, and then I realized that the timing was bad. It happened to be the lunar month in the lunar year, and it was the lunar time when it was easiest to turn into a ghost, so I knelt down to bury the body. At one point, a person kept mumbling, explaining all the causes, consequences and stakes, thinking that this matter would be settled. I had been busy all night and was very tired. My knees went weak and I sat down on the ground. I was about to I got up to clean up the ashes left by burning paper money, and suddenly I felt a chill coming from behind.

Before I could look back, I felt a pair of cold hands pinching my neck. My hair stood on end, but I understood in my heart: "Oops, I didn't expect it to come so fast. It was useless for me to break it and rub it." After talking for a long time, this old customer turned into a ghost and came to haunt me..."

At this time, I heard a sinister voice coming to my ears: "Noodle shop owner, noodle shop owner , you have such a vicious heart, but after eating a bowl of noodles from you, you killed someone alive. My death is too humiliating. No matter how cheap my life is, it is my own life, not your bowl of eels. It can be exchanged for some noodles, but we have to settle this account clearly."

I know that this kind of dead ghost is the most powerful, and there is nothing I can do to cure it, and the evil ghost is hurting my neck! He choked and couldn't move his body. It seemed that the debt had been repaid. It was impossible to escape death today, so he had to beg and said: "Brother, I also promised to eat a bowl of noodles before. In the next life, I am willing to be a cow or a horse to repay my kindness. Now that it's done, At this point, there is no need to let the fish die and the net is broken. You give me a way to survive. After I become successful, I will open a water and land ashram for three months in a row and invite the world's eminent monks to resolve this cause and effect."

That fierce ghost has a narrow mind. , unmoved at all, said bitterly: "I said that you will be repaid by being a cow or a horse in the next life, but I didn't say that I will pay you back with my life immediately in this life. Furthermore, there is an old saying that goes, 'If you have the intention to do good, even if it is good, it will not be good. "Reward; no intention of doing evil, no punishment even if it is evil." If you had the intention of harming others in advance, how can you still be kind in that bowl of noodles? There is no such a good deal in the world for engaging in such an unscrupulous act. I don’t want to reach bliss early, nor do I want to be reincarnated as a human being. If I can’t swallow the resentment in my heart, I will turn into a ghost and pinch you. Die, and then be dragged into the eighteenth level of hell..."

When I heard the evil ghost say this, the two ghost hands holding my neck became tighter and tighter. In an instant, despair, fear, and regret came to my heart. , and the vision turned black for a while.

When the young man waiting for the train at the mountain station heard what the noodle shop owner said, he was already frightened and asked tremblingly: "You...you...you were already possessed by that evil ghost..." "Death is imminent?"

Death is imminent

The noodle shop owner smiled gloomily and slowly said to the young disciple: Don't be afraid, I was about the same age as you at that time. If I had been strangled to death by that evil ghost on the spot, it would be impossible to tell you this past event now.

At that time, I was about to die, and I was extremely unwilling to do so, but I could only wait for death. Although I couldn't see my face, I must have been filled with fear and despair of death, and my face looked pretty.

However, the evil ghost did not strangle me to death. He seemed to be admiring my face that was distorted by fear. I understood that the other party did not want me to die too quickly, so he was busy talking while he could still speak. He said to the evil ghost: "The villain ruined your life due to one thought, and now I regret it deeply. However, you are still haunting me. If you kill the villain again, it is only for a short time. You will also fall into the endless hell and never recover." Listen to what the villain said. Not only can I get my revenge, but I can also save your ghost and reincarnate into the world."

Although that dead ghost was powerful, he was a countryman with little knowledge when he was alive. Listen to what I say. , then he relaxed his hand for half a moment and asked: "I want to hear what you say, as long as it's reasonable. If there are even half-hearted words, I will strangle you to death immediately."

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When I saw that things were turning around, I dared not neglect it. I swore: "I buried my brother's body in a geomantic treasure land. I wanted to exchange it for a sure fortune, but I was really blinded by lard. In my heart, I have done something that is harmful to nature. There is heaven above and ghosts and gods below. I think about myself at this time. I really deserve to die. Although I am extremely sorry for my brother, but people cannot be resurrected after death, it is better to leave this little dog alive first. Let the little one use this feng shui treasure hole to get lucky and make a fortune. If you have money, you can do something to save the ghost of the old man. After twelve years, the old man will ask the young man to pay for his life. At that time, all the sins will be borne by the little man. The old man will take revenge. After that, you can be reborn into a wealthy family and enjoy all the glory. How good is that? "

The evil ghost was probably moved by my words. He was silent for a long time, then suddenly laughed ferociously and said: "I will strangle you to death now, which will make it easier for you, a wolf-hearted thief, to kill you. I will wait for you. Now that I have gained wealth, I will ask for your life again, but don’t try to play any tricks or run away to hide somewhere. I will stare at you every day without blinking. I will die in the yin year, yin month, yin day, and ten yin days. At this time two years from now, your whole family will die, and you will be frightened every day and night in these years..."

As the evil ghost spoke, he immediately let go of his hands, and I looked back. In the past, I saw a gloomy face full of resentment and gradually disappeared in the corner. I heard the crow of cocks in the city. It was already dawn.

I survived death and lay on the ground for a long time. The shock calmed down a little, and I stood up and looked in the mirror, and found that my neck and back were covered with black bruises. The more I thought about it, the more I became afraid.

I knew that the evil ghost had believed my words for many years. It will show up in the future and demand my life. That will be my end at that time, and I can't escape it no matter what I say. Moreover, that ghost is always staring at me in the dark, and I can't escape, let alone deal with it. Now, I can only take one step and see if I can live a few more years.

From this day on, my luck became surprisingly good, whether it was buying money or betting big. Every small bet was successful, and the noodle shop business was booming. Even sweeping the floor could bring out gold. My capital increased rapidly. I first made loans and made loans, and then sold goods to Guangdong and Guangxi. I made huge profits from everything I did, and even opened a bank. , factory, and even built a railway in partnership with the British. The family's money has skyrocketed, and I feel frightened by the money I make.

I thought to myself that this may not be related to burying corpses in Feng Shui treasure caves, but it is probably related to it. It was the evil ghost who helped me secretly to keep me from getting rich and having bad luck. The more I gained now, the more I lost in the end. Before, I was just running a small noodle shop that was about to close down, but now I am a wealthy man. , the family is rich in gold and silver, with three wives and four concubines, all of whom are as beautiful as flowers, and a boy and a girl, all of whom are smart and lovely. They are all my favorites.

Whenever I think about it, that evil ghost will come to my door one day. Come, kill my whole family, young and old, I don’t even think about food or food, I really can’t eat to my heart’s content, I can’t sleep well, I don’t have any peace of mind for a moment, I almost never smile, and I sigh every now and then.

The spoiled wives at home. My concubine and my two children all thought I was worried about business matters, and they often made me happy and wanted to share my worries, but I never dared to reveal my true feelings to these closest people.

Death. It only happened in an instant. The torture of counting the days and waiting for death was too torturous. Time flies. As the days pass day by day, death is approaching in the blink of an eye. In the past ten years, I have never thought of running away. Because I can really feel that those ghost eyes full of resentment are staring at my every move in the darkness, making me feel like a thorn in my back, making me restless. Over time, my heart cannot bear it and I have to take medicine to survive. Although I A high monk was paid a lot of money to save the dead souls, but the resentment of the other party seemed to be getting deeper and deeper. As the next round of lunar year, lunar month, lunar month and lunar hour approached, the evil ghost would soon come out to claim his life.

Seeing death approaching, this is a matter of cause and effect. I can’t escape. I don’t want to guard my wife and children at home, lest the evil spirit kills my family first in front of me. So I took a long-distance train that day and planned to die outside. I never mentioned this to anyone.

The train entered the mountainous area at night. I sat alone in the box. After taking the medicine as usual, I waited for the last moment. I thought of that night twelve years ago and regretted it. I want to kill someone, and I will no longer be able to enjoy the glory and wealth. I will also drag my wife and children to die. Thinking of this, I can't help but pray to Buddha. But I hope that I have done many rituals over the years, and maybe my resentment has been eliminated. I pray to the gods secretly, and I am willing to spend all my money in exchange for it. The lives of my wife and children.

I was filled with regret, despair, and random thoughts in my mind. I fell asleep in the carriage unknowingly. Suddenly, I felt a strange cold hit me, and my hair grew all over my body. I shivered and immediately opened my eyes. When I opened my eyes, I saw a gloomy face slowly emerging from the shadow under the seat, with vicious resentment in its eyes. It was the regular customer who I killed in the noodle shop many years ago.

Although I was mentally prepared, I couldn't help but retreat backwards when the situation came to pass. However, the carriage was narrow and I was in a blind corner. There was no place to escape.

The evil spirit stared at me gloomily, and said with a ferocious smile: "Noodle shop owner, it’s time to settle our old accounts. When you, a treacherous villain, killed me, did you ever think that it would happen? With today's retribution, according to the previous agreement, I will kill you first, then strangle your whole family to death one by one, and then reincarnate into a wealthy family. Then let me take a good look at your desperate face when you are about to die. ..."

At this time, I had calmed down and said calmly: "Why should I despair? You should be the one who should be desperate. You let me tease you in the palm of your hand when you were alive. Do you think you have made progress after you die?"

The devil didn't believe this and snorted: "Every move of you villain is being watched by me. No matter what, you can't live. After tonight, I will never let go of your wife and children, and I don’t believe that you can rebel against me if your fate is so short.”

I sneered and said that I don’t need to hide it from you anymore. The original agreement to return your life during the yin year, yin month, yin day, and yin time was just a delaying tactic on my part. I know that the ghosts transformed by yin time are the most powerful. Even if I find a person with profound Taoism, I may not be able to subjugate you. What if? If I miss you, my whole family will be killed immediately. Therefore, I have been pretending to be panicked all the time these years. This is to make you paralyzed so that I can catch you by surprise. In fact, I am planning how to get rid of you every moment. This intention is natural. It cannot be revealed. Although you are staring at me in the dark, you may not really be able to understand my every move.

I have long heard that there is a monster in Menling, which is more terrifying than the endless hell. During the yin years, yin months and yin days, it will swallow the ghosts of nearby creatures together. The souls of the living are living beings, and the souls of the dead are ghosts. Regardless of whether they are humans or ghosts, there is no way in or out when they come to this gate. It is said that money can communicate with the gods. I specially built this railway in partnership with the British. , on the way we have to pass through a tunnel that runs through the mountains of Menling. As for this railway route and train running time, I have planned it for many years in advance. Now that you are here, you damn ghost, you will never get out again.

The fierce ghost's face became even more ferocious, and he said with great resentment: "If this is really the case, you, the noodle shop owner, will not even think about going out. I will trade one life with you, and it will not be a loss!"

At this time, the train was passing through the Menling Tunnel. I noticed the boundless darkness outside the carriage approaching quickly. I knew that this move was indeed correct, so I said: "You were just a poor beggar when you were alive." With no clothes to cover my body and no food to eat, do you think you deserve to drag me down to support you? My arrangements are so thorough and my intentions are so deep that you can’t see through them. I don’t want to hide it from you either. This pill can cause cardiac arrest and put a person into a semi-dead state of coma for a period of time. The effects will kick in soon. When I wake up, you damn ghost and the souls of all the passengers on the train have already been destroyed by Menling. Everything in the car was eaten..."

The evil ghost also noticed that some terrible things in the tunnel had entered the car. It was so angry that it didn't allow me to say any more, and stretched out its hands to strangle my neck. , at this time, the secret medicine I took took effect, and I couldn't see anything in front of my eyes for an instant. In a daze, I felt that the tide of darkness was coming from all directions, swallowing up all the sounds and lights, and then I didn't know anything or anything. How long later, when I woke up, I found that the train had left the Menling Tunnel. However, because all the people on the train were dead and there were only corpses left, it derailed and overturned. I was the only one who survived by chance and found this place. At a small station nearby, I wanted to take a ride home to reunite with my wife and children. The beggar turned into a powerful ghost after his death and was swallowed by the unknown monster in Menling. I will never be able to do anything to him. Even though I got on board with the entire train, But I had no choice but to do it. Fortunately, God is willing to do what I want. From today on, I no longer have to worry.

The noodle shop owner talked about what he was proud of and was completely intoxicated with his deeds. After that, he muttered to himself, complaining that the train was not coming.

The young man was frightened when he heard this. He had heard that there had been a serious tragedy nearby. The entire train derailed and rolled into a ravine. All the passengers died, and no one survived. From now on, A tunnel leading to the railway was built next to it. The original Menling Tunnel was closed and abandoned. What's more, this happened not in recent years, but before liberation. There were never trains in this small mountain station at night. Stop, could it be that this noodle shop owner has been waiting here for a few decades?

It was almost dawn now, and the young man didn’t dare to ask any more questions. He just let the other person sit there and talk to himself. Finally, the noodle shop owner stood up from the bench, shook his head and sighed and said train I won't come, and then walk out of the station.

The moonlight was dim, and the young man saw something that looked like a human being without legs. Come here - this noodle shop owner who tells his story is the ghost who died in the train accident before liberation. In the dark night, he listened to this lonely ghost telling ghost stories all night long.