Collection of strange powers and chaotic gods

During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a scholar named Ma Shilin in Wujin County, Changzhou, Jiangsu Province.

His father was a private school teacher who taught students in the north building of his home.

When Ma Shilin was young, he also studied in the Beilou with his father. Their family has a neighbor named Wang, an old man who sells chrysanthemums.

The window in the north building of Ma's house faces the terrace where old man Wang's house grows chrysanthemums.

One morning, Ma Shilin got up early. His father hadn't gotten up yet, and no other students had arrived. He went up to the north building alone, opened the window, leaned on the window sill and looked out.

At this time, it was just dawn, and he saw old man Wang next door carrying a water bottle on the terrace and watering the chrysanthemums.

After a while, I finished watering and when I was about to go down to the terrace, I saw a manure carrier carrying two large buckets of manure and wanted to go up to the terrace to help Mr. Wang water the flowers.

The shit picker probably wants to be lazy. As usual, he would carry the city's dung outside the city and dispose of it.

When Old Man Wang saw it, his expression immediately became very ugly. He felt that the excrement smelled so bad that using it to water the chrysanthemums was simply blasphemy!

So Old Man Wang rejected him. But the man who picked up the dung was also a stubborn man. He refused to listen to Old Man Wang and insisted on going up.

The two got into an argument while blocking the slope.

Since it had just rained, the high and steep slope of the terrace was wet and slippery. When Old Man Wang saw that the dung picker refused to listen and forced himself to go up, he pushed the dung picker with his hand.

The dung carrier was walking up from the bottom of the slope, carrying two large buckets of dung on his shoulders. Naturally, he couldn't withstand the upward push of Old Man Wang, and suddenly lost his footing and fell to the terrace.

Old Man Wang was also startled and hurriedly ran down the terrace, trying to help the manure picker up.

Unexpectedly, the dung picker was too heavy and could not be lifted up.

Ma Shilin saw two large dung buckets pressing on the chest of the dung picker. His legs twitched a few times and then straightened. It looked like he was thrown to death.

Old Man Wang was so frightened that he didn't dare to make any noise. He looked around and saw no one. He quickly grabbed the dung man's legs, dragged the body out of the back door, and threw him by the river.

Immediately afterwards, Old Man Wang went back to get the two dung buckets of the dung picker, took them to the river and placed them next to his body.

Then he walked back, closed the back door, and lay down again as if nothing had happened.

Ma Shilin witnessed the whole process with his own eyes. But he was young at the time and knew that this was a matter of life and death, so he did not dare to say anything nonsense and just quietly closed the window.

After a while, when it was getting brighter, I heard someone outside saying that there was a dead man by the river, and Li Bao had reported it to the police.

At noon, the magistrate of Wujin County sounded the gong to clear the way, and hurriedly arrived with a group of people.

Wu Zuo went up to examine the body. Afterwards, he knelt on the ground and reported to the county magistrate: "My subordinates carefully inspected the body and found that there are no external injuries on the body. It should not be murder, but he accidentally slipped and fell to death!"

The county magistrate asked nearby neighbors if anyone knew who the body was and if anyone saw how he fell to death.

The neighbors all said they didn't know.

The county magistrate had no choice but to order the government officials to bury the body and take it back to the county government office for storage.

Then he posted a notice identifying the body, and then went home.

After a while, no one came to the door, and no one came to identify the body, so the matter was settled!

Nine years passed in the blink of an eye. At this time, Ma Shilin was already [-] years old, and he entered the government to study and became a scholar.

At this time, Ma Shilin's father had also passed away, his family was in decline, and life was quite difficult.

Therefore, in order to make a living, Ma Shilin took up his father's business and used the North Building where he studied when he was a boy to recruit students and teach students.

Soon, there was news that Liu Wulong, the inspector (another name for academic administration. Refers to officials sent by the imperial court to supervise education administration and preside over examinations in various provinces), would come to Jiangsu to preside over the annual examination.

As a scholar, Ma Shilin also had to take the exam.

On this day, he got up early to review his lessons. When he opened the window, he accidentally saw a man walking slowly in the alley in the distance carrying two buckets.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the dung picker who was pushed to death by Old Man Wang!

Ma Shilin suddenly felt scared. He knew that this was not a person but a ghost. He felt that the dung-picker must have come to take revenge on Old Man Wang!

He hid behind the window and watched secretly, but he saw that although the dung picker passed by Old Man Wang's house, he did not go in. Instead, he continued walking a few dozen steps forward and arrived at another house named Li. of people.

This Li family is very wealthy, and they are all neighbors. They are very close to each other, and they can both shout and see each other.

Ma Shilin felt scared, but also felt a little strange: Why did this dungster go to Li's house?

He quietly got up and went downstairs, following behind to see what was going on.

As soon as he reached the door of the Li family, an old servant of the Li family ran out in a hurry and accidentally bumped into him and staggered him.

Ma Shilin asked him why he was in such a hurry.

The old servant said: "My young lady is about to give birth, and I am in a hurry to find a midwife!"

Ma Shilin asked him again: "Did you see a man carrying a dung bucket go in just now?"

The old servant said: "I didn't see it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old servant seemed to keep running.

At this time, another maid came out of the Li family and said to the old servant: "There is no need to ask the midwife! The young lady has already given birth to the next young master!"

Ma Shilin suddenly realized: The dungster is here to be reincarnated, not to seek revenge! But privately, I am secretly wondering: The Li family is very rich, how can this scumbag be so virtuous, and who has the fate cultivated in his life to be reincarnated into his family? !

From then on, Ma Shilin began to pay attention to the words and deeds of the young master of the Li family, trying to see what he wanted to do.

Another seven years passed, and the young master of the Li family gradually grew up. This child has never liked reading since he was a child, but he likes to raise birds.

As for Old Man Wang next door, although more than ten years have passed, he is still strong and in his eighties. He can still go to the terrace to plant flowers and grass every day. It's just his love for chrysanthemums. The older he gets, the deeper his obsession becomes.

One morning, Ma Shilin got up early again, leaned against the window sill and looked out.

I saw old man Wang watering the flowers on the terrace, and the young master of the Li family over there was also letting pigeons fly on the roof of his house.

Suddenly, a dozen pigeons flew to the railing of Old Wang's terrace. The young master of the Li family was afraid that the pigeon would fly to a farther place, so he quickly called out to the pigeon.

Unexpectedly, the pigeons did not listen to his call this time and stopped on the railing without moving.

Young Master Li became a little angry when he saw that the pigeons he raised did not listen to his call. He picked up stones from the ground and threw them at the pigeons.

Unexpectedly, the pigeon missed and hit Old Man Wang by mistake.

Old man Wang was hit by a flying stone unintentionally. He was startled, and without paying attention, he lost his footing and fell under the terrace. He lay on the ground without moving for a long time. His legs kept shaking, and after a while they slowly straightened and stopped.

The young master of the Li family was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak. He quietly went downstairs, closed the window and left.

When the sky was bright and the sun was rising, Old Man Wang's children and grandchildren came to see him. When they saw him slipping and falling to his death under the terrace, they found no other abnormality. Although they were sad, they could only bury him in tears.

Somehow, this matter reached Mr. Liu Sheng'an (Liu Lun, also known as Fenhan, also known as Sheng'an. A native of Wujin, Changzhou, Jiangsu. A famous poet and official during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty).

Mr. Liu commented: “A dung-picker and an old man died at the hands of the other party by accident, but their revenge was so clever and fair.

The two parties involved in the situation did not know each other, but they were both clearly seen by Ma Shilin from the side!

From this point of view, everything in the world, no matter good or bad, has its own cause and effect. There should be no mistakes at all. Whether it is known to others depends on whether anyone sees it! "