Chapter 201 Evil Ghost Zhang Youhua
Chapter 201 Evil Ghost Zhang Youhua
During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a scholar named Chen Shuning in Anqing, Anhui Province, who taught in a school in Huaining County (now Huaiyang County, Henan Province).
On the Double Ninth Festival, the ninth day of September, Chen Shuning went to the countryside to climb mountains.
He left the city from the south gate of Huaining. When he passed a tomb on the way, he saw that there seemed to be green smoke rising from the tomb, and he suddenly felt a little curious.
Looking carefully again, I suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, and my whole body immediately felt creepy.
Chen Shuning returned to the school in shock and uncertainty. When he went to bed that night, he suddenly had a dream. He dreamed that he was in a monk's room.
I saw that the windows in this room were bright and clean, and there were a few simple pieces of bamboo and wood furniture. On the east wall is a small piece of Songjiang paper (a kind of paper name in the Ming Dynasty). On it is written a poem titled "Peony". The first sentence is: "The east wind blows out a red branch."
Chen Shuning felt that the artistic conception of this poem was not very good and it could not be considered a masterpiece.
He looked at the back of the paper again and saw the words "Zhang Youhua" signed on it. Probably the person who wrote this poem.
He thought about it in his mind, and he didn't have much impression of the name.
While Chen Shuning was playing, someone opened the door and walked in.
I saw that this man was about forty years old, with a red nose and a short body. He stared at him and said loudly: "I am Zhang Youhua! Why do you mean to look down on me when you are reading my poems here?" Are my poems not as good as yours?"
Chen Shuning said quickly: "Don't dare, don't dare!"
Then he explained that he came here accidentally, and did not despise other people's thoughts at all, etc. He said polite words like this for a long time.
You, the red-nosed person, pointed at your face and asked Chen Shuning, "Tell me, am I a human or a ghost?"
Chen Shuning was not afraid at all. He looked at the other person and said, "Sir, there was air conditioning when he came here. It must be a ghost."
The man with the red nose asked again: "Then do you think I am a good ghost or an evil ghost?"
Chen Shuning thought for a moment and said, "If you can compose poetry, you must be a good ghost."
The man with the red nose smiled strangely and said: "You are wrong! I am an evil ghost!"
After saying that, the man with the red nose came forward to arrest Chen Shuning.
Chen Shuning only felt that the air conditioning was getting heavier, like a ball of ice, refreshing.
Chen Shuning hid in the bamboo couch, and the red-nosed ghost chased him, hugged him, and then put his hand into his crotch and pinched his testicles.
Chen Shuning was in unbearable pain and woke up with a loud cry.
Although he woke up from a dream, the heartbreaking pain in his lower body was real. He couldn't help but reach down and find that his scrotum was swollen as big as a bucket.
From then on, Chen Shuning's health went from bad to worse, as if he was suffering from malaria. His body became cold and hot at times. He called many doctors but could not be cured.
In the end, Chen Shuning died of illness in the school.
The magistrate of Huaining County was very loyal and arranged the funeral for Chen Shuning. But he always wondered in his heart, for what injustice did Chen Shuning suffer? !
Occasionally, the county magistrate accidentally asked the old clerk in the county government: "Do you know there is a person named Zhang Youhua here?"
The old scribe said: "Yes! This man is a clerk in the Chengfa Department of Anqing Prefecture, but he has been dead for two years. This man has done many evil things in his life, and he also likes to write crooked poems. I knew him before: he had a red Nose, who was short in stature, was buried outside the south gate after his death."
The place he was talking about was exactly where Chen Shuning was blown by the cold wind on the Double Ninth Festival!
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