The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

Ding Wanwan once heard the sound of water spraying from outside in his bedroom, so he poked the window paper and saw an old woman with disheveled hair jumping and vomiting water in the yard. Through the moonlight, he saw that the person was his mother who had died more than a month ago.

"My mother is not an easy person to get along with, but I didn't expect that she would still refuse to let our family go after her death." Ding Baiwan took a sip of tea.

He told Jiang Zhixia that he had four brothers and sisters when he was a child. That year there was famine and war in the village, and my father was arrested as a young man. The family was too poor to open the pot.

His mother first exchanged her two daughters with others and exchanged them for their children. Later, he sold his brother to others. And he was kept by his mother because he was the eldest son of the family.

The days were getting harder and harder, and his mother gradually ignored him. She only cared about her own livelihood and turned a blind eye to him. He survived by relying on the charity of the whole village. At that time, his neck was so thin that he could pinch it with one hand.

His father never came back, and his mother still ignored him. Until he was twelve years old, he ate all kinds of food.

Later, he went to the town to work as an apprentice and slowly learned how to do business. After things got better, he took his mother to live with him.

"My mother has a bad temper and often hits or scolds her servants. My wife, a virtuous and virtuous woman, is also criticized by her. She collapsed on the bed because she became so angry when she scolded her servants."

Ding Baiwan sighed again, "She is always dissatisfied in every way when I serve her. When she is unhappy, she will seek death and scold her loudly. If she doesn't get what she wants, she will be unable to sleep peacefully even in the middle of the night. I There is really no other way, so let the servants move her to the attic."

"Then why don't you let the servants take care of her?" Jiang Zhixia asked.

"I have never done this. I have repeatedly promised to serve the old lady well, and give the best food and clothing to the best. The monthly salary of the servants who serve her has been doubled, and I will occasionally check. There is absolutely no abuse of my mother. . Although I am a businessman, I have also studied for two years. I still understand the basic words of loyalty and filial piety."

Ding Wanwan said sincerely, "If the leader doesn't believe it, you can just ask our servants or neighbors. If someone like me, Ding, makes even half-truth, I will be struck by thunder from heaven."

Jiang Zhixia did not comment on his words. After resting for a while, she asked him to take a few people to the old lady's gravesite.

She pointed to the grave and said to Ding Wanwan: "Dig it up."

"This……"

"Forget it if you don't dig. I won't care about you tonight."

"Dig now!"

Ding Wanwan ordered his servants to remove the soil from the grave, and everyone was shocked when the coffin lid was opened.

The old lady's coffin was full of water. The corpse was the same as when it was first buried, and its face was even a little rosy, as if it was asleep.

Jiang Zhixia pulled out her hairpin and lightly scratched the body. The skin and flesh of the corpse were torn open, and a large amount of water gushes out from inside.

She explained to Ding Wanwan: "The place where your mother was buried is a geomantic treasure. But two months ago, the heavy rain flooded the tomb and destroyed it. The body was soaked in the water, and with the support of the geomantic omen here, she was refined into a clear water ghost. Therefore, the body does not rot. The clear water ghost cannot harm anyone except spraying water all over your yard."

"Oh." Ding Baiwan breathed a long sigh of relief. In the past few days, he had been thinking that their kidneys were not in good condition, and those supplements caused the whole family to have nosebleeds every night. It turns out it's not urine. I'll drink herbal tea when I get home tonight to get rid of the heat.

"How to resolve it?"

"There are easy ones and troublesome ones, it depends on what you want to choose. The easy ones are to burn it with fire and it will be over. But she will also be stunned. The troublesome ones are to carry out the coffin, use sand to absorb the water inside, and find a place to bury it again. Then find a monk or Taoist priest to come over and chant sutras to save her soul. Think about it yourself and make a decision early. It's getting late, I have to go to the next town before dark."

Ding Wanwan quickly asked Ding Fu to set up the car, gave Jiang Zhixia some silver, and sent her away with great gratitude.

Let’s not talk about how Ding Wanwan will deal with this, let’s just talk about Jiang Zhixia and Lu Chennian.

Lu Chennian was sitting in the car and couldn't accept her way of handling him. "Ding Wanwan is lying, why should we help him?"

This was the first time that he took the initiative to talk to Jiang Zhixia, which shocked Jiang Zhixia, who had her eyes closed to rest.

"He didn't say he was panicking, but just like Qingshui Ghost yesterday, he was hiding something."

Last night, Jiang Zhixia deliberately didn't let her servants spread sand in her room. At three o'clock, she heard a "plop" sound in the yard, as if someone was spraying water. She continued to pretend to sleep without getting up.

The movement came all the way from the yard to her room. Just when she was about to approach her bed, Jiang Zhixia opened her eyes and saw that the person coming was an old woman. His gray hair was wet and stuck to his scalp. His whole body was swollen, but his face looked a little dry.

Jiang Zhixia pulled out her hairpin and stabbed the old woman. She scratched the old woman's face with her backhand, and a stream of water gushes out of her skin.

The old woman was shocked and ran away. Her running posture was like a crane, jumping up and down.

Jiang Zhixia didn't even have any shoes on, so she chased her to the garden.

Lu Chennian followed Jiang Zhixia's instructions and waited in the garden. When he saw the old woman appearing, he grabbed the sand and threw it towards her. The old woman panicked and fell into the sand circle that Jiang Zhixia had arranged in advance.

As soon as the old woman entered, Jiang Zhixia immediately closed the gap in the sand circle. Then she came up and poked Lu Chennian's arm with a hairpin, and then asked him, "Are you a virgin?"

Lu Chennian is so angry! Shouldn't we ask this before taking action?

She didn't wait for Lu Chennian to answer, and approached the old woman holding a bloody hairpin.

The old woman looked at the Zhiyang hairpin stained with the boy's blood. If it touched her, she would lose her mind. She immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, "Please go around me. I just want revenge, and I don't want to harm anyone."

"Didn't you mean to cause others to complain that the quilt was all covered with water? Look at your face, it's shriveled up, you must have received retribution."

The old woman said awkwardly: "I don't know if I will receive retribution. I only know that if you didn't spread the sand, I wouldn't be so dry."

"Stop talking nonsense. Tell me! What are you doing here?"

Before the old woman could speak, tears started to flow down her face. She claimed that her family name was Hao and that she was Ding Wanwan's mother. She was widowed at the age of twenty-three, with only one child, Ding Wanwan. She did her best to raise him.

After he became rich and had a family, she thought she would finally be able to enjoy a few years of happiness. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened, and she fell seriously ill and lay on the bed unable to move. At first, Ding Wanwan was still taking care of her at the bedside, but there was no dutiful son in front of the hospital bed for a long time. Before long, he handed her over to the care of his servants and let her move into the attic.

Ding Wanwan came to see her only once in a long time. When the servants saw that he didn't care about her, they gradually stopped taking her seriously. The food delivered to her was getting worse day by day, and he was always cursing and impatient when feeding her. He always stuffed another mouthful into her mouth before she could swallow it. If she spit it out, they would scold her again.

The most unbearable thing for her is that she can only defecate and defecate in bed because she has been paralyzed all year round. The servants thought it was too troublesome to change the bedding, so they let her lie with the feces and urine. Her house was stinky, and the quilt on her body was always soaked with urine and then dried by herself, over and over again. One night, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and died.

"But I am unwilling. The child I held up with my hands did this to me. I begged the immortal to let me live. I just want to take revenge on them and let them taste the feeling of being soaked in water. Wait until they realize their mistake. , I will leave on my own."

Jiang Zhixia didn't say anything after hearing this. She kicked away the sand behind her to make way for her, "You go first."

Mrs. Hao kowtowed a few more times, and a puff of black smoke disappeared.

Jiang Zhixia snorted, shook her head, and prepared to go back to sleep. Looking up and seeing a dissatisfied Lu Chennian behind her, she was a little confused, "Why don't you go back to sleep and watch me?"

Lu Chennian covered his bleeding arm and wanted to stab her twice.

He always thought that Jiang Zhixia had let the Qingshui Ghost go yesterday. After all, it was so full of tears that it didn't look like it was lying. But he didn't expect that today Jiang Zhixia would take Mr. Ding to dig its grave without any punishment for Ding Wanwan.

If it were Ning Shu, she would definitely not let him go so easily.

Jiang Zhixia covered her mouth, pretending to be surprised and asked, "A-Nian, you won't be moved by what Qing Shui Gui said. Do you think Ding Wanwan needs to be dealt with?"

Lu Chennian was a little uncomfortable when she saw through her thoughts, but he admitted, "You clearly saw that Ding Wanwan was hiding something today."

"I saw that Ding Wanwan was hiding something because when something happened to him, he didn't go to the county's demon-killing team. Instead, he went to the monks and Taoist priests to solve the problem privately. This kind of thing must be a family scandal, so I wanted to solve it secretly." Jiang Zhixia Said: "But who owes whom between mother and son, can you tell me clearly?

Ghosts are changed by humans, and human nature is the most complex, and they will always choose what is beneficial to them. I gave Ding Wanwan two choices. If he chooses the first method, his lifespan will be shortened. Choosing the second method will resolve this grudge and accumulate negative virtue for yourself. "

She opened the curtain and saw that they had left the town and the carriage was driving through a forest.

"If he is a good person but chooses the first path. Or if he is a bad person and chooses the second path, wouldn't he be helping the evildoers?"

Jiang Zhixia felt that this person was quite annoying because he talked too much today, which delayed her from enjoying the scenery.

"He chooses his own path, and tastes the consequences himself. Even if he usually does bad things, but because he chose to do good things this time, why can't he get corresponding good rewards? And you have been a Sanxian for so long, You should know that the complexity of people cannot be judged by simple good or bad."

"If we can't even define good and bad, what do we gods do?"

She couldn't help laughing when she heard Lu Chennian's words, "Do you really take gods seriously? Things in the world have their own laws. Don't think you are interfering too much. People are not stupid. They have laws and regulations. Moral principles. I can’t judge what is right or wrong yet.”

Jiang Zhixia leaned back and used her hands as a pillow, "Don't always think about dictating people and making decisions for them. Sometimes it's enough to give them a direction. The days ahead are still very long. Forget who you were and just talk to the people." If you learn, you will know how to be a god."

Lu Chennian was a little confused. For the first time, he was not sure about the relationship between humans and gods.

Mortals seek help from gods, and gods are enshrined by mortals to help them avoid disasters. This is the consensus of the fairy world. Just because mortals are flawed, gods have to teach them. Why do we have to learn from them now?

Suddenly, the sound of mourning coming from outside the car interrupted their conversation.

Jiang Zhixia heard the noise and opened the car curtain.

A funeral procession walked towards the road ahead, carrying a dark coffin behind it, with filial sons and grandsons wailing around it.

The sound of someone crying made Jiang Zhixia feel very familiar. When they get closer, the person crying the loudest in the mourning procession...

Isn’t this the fifth child? ?