He hastily called out to Old Wangs spirit and told him he wanted to invite him for a drink, and immediately rushed back home to burn a lot of paper money and servant girl paper figures for the Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Guardians of the Underworld, Black and White Impermanence, asking them to intercede on his behalf so that Old Wangs spirit could stay for a few more hours. As the saying goes, "Money can make ghosts grind mills." They accepted Mr. Lius underworld money and woman, and besides, the profession of yin-yang master was also a special occupation connected with them. So they turned a blind eye to it. After all, it was just one ghost who was late returning to the underworld for a few hours, no big deal.

  To ask a ghost how to drink, there is an ancient secret recipe. Stir with yin wood and its done. The willow tree belongs to the five ghosts, so Mr. Liu used willow branches to infuse wine and drank with Old Wang. After three months of drinking, Mr. Liu started to get Old Wang drunk, and Old Wang couldnt hold his liquor. He then revealed his lifespan in a slip of the tongue.

  Mr. Liu was originally due to reveal too many heavenly secrets and commit a mortal sin, so in two years he would reach the end of his lifespan. However, Mr. Liu is such an intelligent person that he understands that fate can be changed. He hurriedly poured wine for Old Wang and asked if he could live a few more years. He knew that when Old Wang got drunk, he couldnt keep his mouth shut, and indeed, Old Wang told him that if he stopped eating yin food from now on, he could live three more years by reducing this fatal flaw. That is to say, there are still five years left to live.

  Mr. Liu was overjoyed when he heard this, knowing that it was a life-saving opportunity! He thanked Old Wang profusely and poured him another drink. The willow trees shade was extremely potent, so both the living and the dead were severely intoxicated. After sending off Old Wang, Mr. Liu, who had a huge capacity for liquor, remained drunk for nearly two days. However, he was still conscious, but couldnt move due to the wines harm to his body. He could only lie there, fortunately, Mrs. Liu was kind-hearted and let my grandfather take him directly to Zhu Family Ridge, otherwise, something terrible would have happened. Because last night, Mr. Liu had used up all his energy to give the good luck character to my grandfather. If it were any later, Im afraid that by now, my grandparents would have met with disaster.

  My grandfather had mixed feelings in his heart. On the one hand, he was grateful for his brothers life extension. On the other hand, knowing that his brother only had five years left to live made him feel uneasy at heart.

  Mr. Liu waved his hand and said, "Dont worry, little brother, this is all predestined. After weve had enough wine and food, Ill help you get rid of this calamity."

  "My grandfather said excitedly: But how can I let my brother do this life-shortening thing again?!"

  Mr. Liu took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, there is a predetermined number in the midst of obscurity. Moreover, I, Liu Shuqing, have been studying Taoism since childhood, and I dare not say that I have the heart to save all sentient beings, but I am also open-minded. I have never done anything shameful, its just that I should have this calamity in my fate. Younger brother, dont mind, if I didnt take care of our family affairs, even if I could live for another five years, I would only live with self-reproach."

  My grandfather and grandmother were so moved by Mr. Lius words that they were choked with sobs, and didnt know what to say, so they just kept serving him dishes and pouring him wine.

  After lunch, Mr. Liu didnt drag his feet and directly asked my grandfather to take him to see the place where the corpse was thrown away that day. My grandfather led Mr. Liu to the back mountain, which is called "One Knife Chop". Its not very high originally, but its said that there was an earthquake one year, which shook the mountain into two halves, with one half of the mountain body falling down and the other half intact. So looking at this mountain from a distance, it seems like it has been chopped in half by someone with a knife. Because of the snowfall two days ago, the accumulated snow on the mountain was already knee-deep, making it extremely difficult to walk. After walking carefully, they arrived at the place where the corpse was thrown away. However, my grandfather found something strange. How could it be possible that after two days, the corpse hadnt been eaten by wild wolves and dogs?

  Mr. Liu gestured for Grandpa to calm down, and the two of them went forward to clear away the snow next to the corpse. Just as they were doing this, Mr. Liu discovered a clue - he found that the belly of the corpse was concave, whereas people who die from eating spoiled food usually have swollen bellies. He pulled open the corpses clothes, and his face immediately turned pale.

  All that was seen was that the belly of this corpse had been hollowed out, a yellow weasel over a foot long curled up inside, its belly bulging, its head tightly biting onto the esophagus of the corpse. Forming an extremely eerie picture.

  My grandfather was so frightened by this scene that he couldnt make a sound, and only felt cold sweat on his back. Mr. Liu quickly calculated with his fingers and roughly understood the reason. After covering the bodys clothes again, he said to my grandfather: "This matter is very troublesome."

  After hearing Mr. Liu say this, my grandfather was extremely nervous and asked what was going on. Mr. Liu said with a hateful tone: "As the saying goes, in chaotic times, monsters must appear. This beast is the yellow-skinned creature that has become a specter on this mountain. However, its difficult for foxes and rats to possess humanization techniques. Foxes need to wear human skulls and worship the moon, while yellow-skinned creatures drill into peoples abdomens and control their movements. This corpse might be Hu Zi from around here, who was harmed to death and became a puppet of this beast. Perhaps due to the snow, it came down the mountain to find food. Unexpectedly, you killed it, and the yellow-skinned creature has a strong vengeful heart. What you and your wife saw was the yellow-skinned creatures funeral procession. Fortunately, you found me in time; otherwise, those who see the yellow-skinned creatures funeral procession will die within three days without a doubt!

  My grandfathers mind is now filled with anxiety and fear, but he knows that Mr. Liu will save them, so he hurriedly says loudly: "Big brother, what can we do about this?"

  Mr. Liu sighed and seemed to want to say something but stopped himself. After a moment, he said: "Lets burn it first, well talk about it when we get back."

  Mr. Liu pulled the yellow weasel out of the corpse, and had my grandfather find some pine branches to burn it with. He said that the corpse was also a poor soul who couldnt rest after death, so he had my grandfather cover him with snow first, and promised to personally select a burial site for him later, which would be a virtuous deed. After finishing these tasks, the sun had already reached noon. The two of them then returned home.

  At home, my grandmother had already prepared dinner. When the two returned, she put it on the kang table and asked how things were going with my grandfather. My grandfather looked at Mr. Liu, who took a sip of wine and finally spoke up after a long sigh: "Its not good because Huang Pizi harms people, its a disaster that affects three generations." After finishing, he explained to my grandparents that Huang Pizi is an animal with a brutal and ferocious nature, never sparing any weak animals it encounters. Even if it cant eat them all, it will still bite them to death. Moreover, once it has become a habit, its revenge psychology becomes extremely strong. If you are targeted, you cannot escape.

  My grandmother and grandfather felt a chill after hearing the news, looking at Mr. Lius thoughtful expression, they no longer had an appetite for dinner. They could only look at Mr. Liu, hoping he would come up with a good solution. After a long time, Mr. Liu slapped his thigh, having thought of a plan. He said to my grandparents: "Old brother, there is only one way, but its just treating the symptoms not the root cause." My grandfather heard that there was a solution and didnt care about anything else, eagerly asking what the solution was.

  Mr. Liu said: "Originally, there were two methods, the first is that every year at the time of the yellow-skinned sacrifice, I would perform a ritual to transcend it, and after ten consecutive years, this vendetta can be resolved. However, my younger brother, you know that I only have five more years to live now. After Im gone, Im afraid I wont be able to protect your whole family. So the only option is to use the second method, which is for me to negotiate with it at night first, and then offer incense and sacrifices every year. Ill give you a talisman, but the talisman must not get wet, and it should be worn by the smallest person in your household. This will ensure that your family remains safe and sound. However, except when bathing, the talisman must never leave your body until your youngest grandson reaches the age of twenty. After that, this vendetta can be resolved, and the yellow-skinned spirit youve been offering sacrifices to will become a guardian deity for your household, ensuring that your familys crops will always be abundant."

  After Mr. Liu finished speaking, my grandfather and grandmothers hearts finally fell to the bottom. As long as there is hope, its okay. So they hurriedly thanked Mr. Liu for his life-saving kindness and received the talisman. According to what my grandmother told me, that night Mr. Liu went out alone with incense, candles, and paper pen, not letting my grandfather and grandmother follow him. It wasnt until about two hours later that he returned, looking tired. He said to my grandparents, "Its done."

  He first asked my grandfather to find a large wooden board and asked my grandmother to prepare the paste. Then he unfolded the red paper that he brought with him when he went out, and on it was written in big characters "The position of Huang San Tais wife". Mr. Liu pasted the red paper onto the wooden board, lit some incense and told my grandfather that tomorrow he should find a carpenter to make a shrine to worship her properly and not forget to light incense during festivals.

  My grandfather and grandmother thanked him again and again, and the next day they set up a table of wine and dishes to thank Mr. Liu. After Mr. Liu was about to leave, my grandfather borrowed a donkey cart to send Mr. Liu back to Mozi Mountain.

  My grandfather and grandmother followed Mr. Lius method afterwards, and indeed they were safe and sound.

  Having written this far, I believe many people will question whether there really are ghosts and gods in this world? As the saying goes: "Believe it and they exist; dont believe it and they dont." In fact, since ancient times, there have been many stories about supernatural beings that have been widely spread, such as the relatively well-known "Soushenji", "Zi Bu Yu" and the famous "Liaozhai Zhiyi". These authors all used stories about supernatural beings to express their own ideas and moral principles to readers. So I just want to write down what Ive experienced, and everyone can just take it as a form of entertainment. No need to take it too seriously.

  Many friends have asked, if there are really so many gods and monsters in this world, why are they rarely seen or gone now? I used to think about it too. One year when I went to the countryside, in a small village at the foot of Boluo Mountain, after dinner, I would go to the courtyard to listen to the elders chatting while enjoying the cool evening breeze. They said that this kind of thing was very common in the past, and there were many people with real skills among the folk. However, after liberation, it was said that science should be used to eliminate superstition, Chairman Mao had once said "Overthrow all the cow ghosts and snake gods!" The Four Olds were smashed, and the Four News were established. Tens of millions of Red Guards held up their "iron brooms" to attack temples, ancient buildings, smashing Buddha statues, stone tablets, and anything related to gods and monsters was destroyed as soon as it was seen. Think about it, at that time, everyones thinking was crazy, so many ghosts and monsters were smashed during that era. It can be seen that the power of the people is so strong!

  It has to be said that this is the case when people in this society only have admiration for great leaders and faith in a better life, leaving no room for any evil spirits to play tricks, they naturally lose their foothold.