I am doing meritorious deeds in Liaozhai

Although the result was a bit disappointing, Song Yushan already understood where the stone dog's spirituality came from, and there was no need to stay here for a long time.

She looked at Old Mrs. Zhou, thinking that her living situation didn't seem to be very good, so she took out a piece of silver as a reward for helping her show the way.

Mrs. Zhou did not accept it, but bowed her head and bowed to her:

"I don't have a few days left to live. I only have one thing left to settle and I don't dare to die. So I grit my teeth and persevere until today."

Song Yu used the technique of observing Qi to see that the old man had really reached the point where the oil lamp had dried up and he had only one breath left.

I was afraid that something was really on my mind, so I held my breath and lived until now.

Feeling a little moved, he asked, "What's the matter?"

"Please ask the Immortal Master to save the Dongcang messenger and take him out of here!" Mrs. Zhou begged.

"Who is the Dongcang Messenger?" Song Yushan felt that this name was so weird. Could it be some kind of nickname?

"I don't know who he is." Mrs. Zhou gave an even more inexplicable answer: "I have only seen him in my dreams. He is an old god with white beard and hair."

"In a dream? Old immortal?" Song Yushan didn't think he was an immortal. Why did the immortal need her to save him?

This meeting in a dream looks like a ghost. Could it be another fate with a ghost?

Mrs. Zhou shook her head:

"Ghosts don't have such magical power. He should be a demon, and a good demon!"

Mrs. Zhou spoke of her own experience with a look of reminiscence on her face:

“I lost my father when I was young, my son when I was young, and my husband when I was middle-aged.

When he got old, he only had a shabby house to shelter him from the wind and rain. Most of the time, he relied on donations from his fellow villagers and neighbors and even begged for a living.

One day, I was alone in the house, and suddenly I heard someone say to me, 'You are so pitiful, let me help you! ’

I didn't see anyone, so I was very panicked.

But the voice told me not to be afraid, and said that there was two hundred coins on my bedside, and asked me to take it to buy rice for cooking.

I went to the bedside to look for it and found that it was really rich.

I asked him who he was, and he only said that his name was Dongcang Messenger, and that he came specifically to help poor people like me.

That money allowed me to spend that winter safely.

He really helped me, and I gradually became less afraid of him.

From then on, he often sent me things.

Sometimes it’s rice, sometimes it’s money.

There are not many things, just enough to last a day or two.

But after using it, he will deliver it in time.

Occasionally, a few pieces of clothing would be sent to me. They were just ordinary plain cloth, not fancy, but I could avoid being hungry and cold.

I was very grateful for his kindness and said I wanted to thank him in person.

He said that he was incorporeal, but he was willing to show me his form in dreams.

That night, I dreamed of him. He looked kind and kind, like an old god.

Later, I was protected by him and my life became much better.

A few years later, I heard that wealthy families in the village often lost things.

Every time I throw something away, I get a gift from the messenger.

Only then did I realize that the messenger was stealing other people’s things to help me.

But instead of stopping it, they pretended not to know and carefully covered it up in an attempt to maintain the status quo.

Later, some neighbors were surprised that I stopped begging. They peeked into my home and discovered the things they had thrown away, which exposed the whole thing.

So people say it’s okay for me to steal to make a living, and it’s true.

After the incident was exposed, everyone was very angry with me. People who had lost things came to my house to trouble me, saying that I had stolen things and wanted to send me to the government.

At this time, the Dongcang envoy spoke.

He said, 'What is her crime? It was me who stole the thing!

Your family is rich and you have no worries about food and clothing. If you have more than enough to make up for the loss, why can't you give some to the poor? If you keep pestering me like this, don’t blame me for being rude! ’ ˆ ˆ As soon as he finished speaking, countless pieces of rubble and stones flew towards those people.

They were so frightened that they fled.

Although he took action to rescue me, he also exposed his existence.

He is not a god, but a monster hiding in the village.

The incident spread quickly.

More and more people come to my house to watch the fun.

If others are polite, the Dongcang envoy will also be polite.

If others speak rudely, they will always be hit with tiles.

And he only listened to me. When I said don't hit, he stopped throwing.

Although Messenger Dongcang stole other people's things to help me, he really understands etiquette and has no intention of harming others.

Once, a scholar came to my residence while he was in a drunken mood. He scolded him as a devil and acted on his own initiative. He insulted him for a long time, but the messenger didn't respond at all.

I asked him, but he said, 'That scholar is a student of the sages and a student at school. In principle, I should avoid him. Moreover, he is drunk, so I won't care about him.'

Later, the scholar heard about it and insulted him again. This time, the Dongcang messenger did not spare him and hit him hard with a tile.

The messenger said, "If you curse someone for no reason, it goes too far once. If you do it again, he will be the one who gets offended. I am just attacking the unreasonable people!" ’

Although he is a monster, he has never taken the initiative to hurt others. He helped me without asking for anything in return. He is polite and respectful. He is really a good monster.

It’s just that the villagers think he is a scourge and have already sent people to Yunlong Mountain to ask the immortal master to catch him!

The immortal master of Yunlong Mountain is not only good at slaying monsters, but also has unique skills in tracking monsters.

I asked the messenger from Dongcang to run, but he said that his demonic power was low and he could not outrun the immortal master from Yunlong Mountain.

I regretted it endlessly. I was greedy for a moment, but I didn't expect that I would kill my benefactor.

Fortunately, at this time, the messenger from Dongcang said that he smelled the scent of a powerful monster. "

When Mrs. Zhou said this, she glanced at Jin Da, then bowed her head to Song Yushan and begged:

"Master Immortal, you are accompanied by monsters. You must be different from the other monks when it comes to monsters. Please save the Dongcang messenger!"

If it falls into the hands of Immortal Master Yunlong Mountain, Dongcang Messenger will definitely die.

He is really a good monster, stealing things, but he also looks at me as an old man, begging for a living, poor and pitiful, and it was me who caused him harm! "

Song Yushan suddenly realized.

It turned out that she found her because of Uncle Jin. Uncle Jin's method of gathering breath was very good, but it had no effect on the demon, so he noticed it so easily.

After hearing this, she became curious about this monster.

It sounds like a mortal demon that has not yet transformed, but it can speak human words and has compassion for people.

Although the method of helping others is too rough and seems to be generosity to others, according to Mrs. Zhou, it is true that she has no selfish motives.

If it was true as Mrs. Zhou said, it was indeed unfair to be killed by the monks because of this.

It is wrong, but it does not lead to death.

However, we can't just listen to Mrs. Zhou's one-sided opinion on this matter, we still need to investigate.

"Old man, please get up! Let's go back to the village first. If things are really as you said, I will not stand idly by!"