Paper horse incense shop

Chapter 355 The Zhangzuo family ghost
In the crack of the door, the eye higher than my head blinked slowly, then adjusted its pupils to look downward, and locked its gaze on me.

I didn't look at that obviously too lifeless eye, but lowered my head, looked at the arm crawling towards the ground, and asked:

"The Zhangzuo family ghost, right?"

"Why don't you attach the arm?"

"The difference between the head and arms is too big, it will scare people."

The hand that was originally flexible and crawling froze, but soon seemed to be unable to resist the temptation. It came to the paper incense burner I had placed several times, gently fanned the incense smoke, and guided it into the gap.

The thing inside the crack in the door took a deep breath, and through the crack in the door, I could hear the sound of gurgling and swallowing saliva inside.

Lao Zhang took a few satisfied breaths, and after a long time his voice came from my feet, softly:

"It's me. No one has called out this name for a long time."

"It's okay. No one is here anyway. Even the fools who come here can't notice that I took off my arms, ankles, and mouth and put them on the ground."

"Just let me leave it like this, it's the most comfortable."

The content of what this ghost said was really scary.

But his voice sounded as if he had been hungry for three hundred years without eating, and would fall down in the next second if he was so weak.

The incense stick was quickly sucked into the crack of the door, and I finally understood why he was greedy for pig head meat and the food cooked by Lao Xu.

It was obvious that no one had offered incense to the ghost for a long time, so the ghost became extremely hungry and began to satisfy its craving with human food.
I was silent for a moment, thinking about the characteristics of this kind of ghost in the note, and thinking about the "enthusiastic neighbor" mentioned by Lao Xu. I barely suppressed the anxiety in my heart, inserted four more sticks of incense, and quietly waited for the other party to "eat" .

Zhangzuo's ghosts, the earliest ones, appeared in the Song Dynasty.

The book "You Ming Lu" I read said this:
[In the third year of the reign of Emperor Yongchu of the Song Dynasty, a ghost suddenly appeared in the home of Zhang Zuo, a large family in Wu County, which frightened the whole family into not living in peace.

Zhang Zao mustered up his courage and asked:

"There is no harm in our family. How did you show up in our house?"

"What on earth do you want to do before you are willing to leave?"

Gui patted his chest and assured Zhang Xiu:
"I came here just because I smelled the aroma of your cooking, and I won't leave from now on."

"You don't have to worry about who I am, I will be your ghost from now on."

"As long as you share my food, I will help you no matter what you need to do."

At first, Zhang Zao was frightened by this ghost of unknown origin.

But after a few days of contact, I found that the other party had no intention of harming anyone, so I calmed down a little.

So every time the Zhangzuo family had a meal, they would spread out a mat on the ground, put the rice on the mat, and then take incense and stick it on the food to offer it to the ghosts.

The ghost got the convenience and was very happy when someone worshiped him, so he stopped playing tricks on people.

Later, as the days passed, Zhang Xiu didn't know what to think. Maybe he was stingy and fed the ghost too much, but he didn't see the ghost doing anything for him, and he felt uncomfortable inside.

Perhaps because this ghost used to be kind to people, he actually cut off the straw mats and overturned the altar table during feeding time, in order to force this ghost to leave.
But this ghost, who claims to be a house ghost, just wants to start over, so how can he be considered a truly weak and bully ghost?
The ghost didn't say anything at the moment and left silently. Zhang Zao was still complacent at first, feeling that he had a lot of money left from now on.

But suddenly, a strong wind blew up in front of the hall, which caught Zhang Sui's eyes.

Zhang Zai's eyesight went dark, and in almost the blink of an eye, he felt like he was in a small and embarrassing space, unable to stretch his arms and legs, as if he was locked in a wooden box.
Wait, what a wooden box!

Isn't a wooden box that can hold a person a coffin?
Why did you lose your eyes and now you are in the coffin! ?
It's a ghost, the ghost who claims to be a house ghost, who got his own master into the coffin!

damned!
Zhang Zao was angry at first, yelled a few times, and realized something was wrong.

Because there was a sound outside the coffin——

Dozens of people were crying outside, as if they couldn't hear his yelling at all, and they talked calmly:
"When will Mr. Zhang be buried?"

Mr. Zhang, isn’t he himself? ! Who wants to bury himself!
Another familiar voice replied:
"Dad died suddenly. I don't know if it was a serious disease. It's better not to stop the mourning and just bury him directly."

This is Zhang Zuo's biological son.

Another familiar voice said:

"I usually have no illness or disaster, but if someone suddenly disappears, maybe there is something to say."

This is Zhang Zuo's brother from the same mother.

Another female voice said:
"When I looked at the corpse being put in, it seemed that my face was still red. If this is a burial, if there is any fraud, it would be a big deal if someone heard it. Why not just burn it?"

Everyone fell silent.

The female voice continued:

"My words sound harsh, but aren't everyone here just for the master's money?"

"My master makes money and is such a money-keeping slave. We can't get any benefits from him. If we don't make a decision now, when will we wait to make a decision?"

This is his second wife.

No one spoke anymore outside the coffin, but the gap inside the coffin felt that the coffin was slowly being lifted.
These people actually really planned to kill him!
Under Zhang Sui's backup, he actually calmed down and began to cry loudly:

"Ghost, ghost, can you hear me?"

"I know that I have been very conservative in my life and have many harsh family members, which has caused my family to become separated from me."

"Now I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have treated my family well. I shouldn't have separated your rice bowl from your mat just for the sake of leaving a mouthful of food."

"I know I was wrong now, please help me!"

Zhang Zao cried out these words, and a burst of laughter came from his ears.

The ghost said:
"Just letting you see what's behind you makes you scared."

"Then why are you afraid of people and death, but not afraid of ghosts or me?"

Zhang Zao opened his eyes when he heard the laughter, and found that he was still standing in the hall. All the previous events were just a blur of wind and sand, and he was haunted by hallucinations.

But after such a shock, Zhang Sui felt extremely regretful, but he never dared to neglect the ghost again.

Zhang Zuo began to change his mind and worship the ghost, and the ghost also made some changes.

The ghost said:

"You can put a big urn in the corner and I will find something for you."

Pour it out every ten days, containing money, gold, silver, copper, iron, fish and other things
From then on, everyone was happy. 】

If I remember correctly, the records about this kind of ghost do not actually rely on him to be a ghost.

Because this ghost's ability requires people to provide food and support, it can cause chaos, become invisible, and steal people's property.

Like the five-tong gods, mandrills, and yakshas of later generations, they are ghosts that can truly receive incense from people.

The original name could never be called 'Zhang Sui's Ghost'.

I just don’t know why, but I showed up at Zhang Zuo’s house and started eating again.
Of course, if it’s Zhang Zuo’s food, it’s really delicious.

That's when I didn't say it.

So sleepy, so tired.

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