During the Jiajing period, Xu Wei, a Baizhou native, studied medicine for many years and was known as a genius doctor. Xu Wei practiced medicine for many years and had a rich family business. When he was old, he wanted to return to his roots with fallen leaves, so he returned to his hometown Xiushui Village to settle down and enjoy his old age.

Late that night, Xu Wei had not yet fallen asleep. He was holding a medical book and reading at night. Suddenly, he heard the sound of the door curtain. When he looked up, he found that there was an old man in front of him whom he had never met.

Xu Wei calmed down and asked, "Who is the old man? Why did he visit late at night?"

The old man said, "Don't be surprised, sir. The old man's surname is Zhang Mingyi Zhong, and his home is in Lengbang Village next door. He came to visit in the middle of the night because he was desperate and came to ask for help.

After saying this, the old man put a rice bag in front of Xu Wei, knelt down on the ground, and kowtowed repeatedly. Xu Wei was unmoved, and sneered twice: "Medicine is Tao. Although I have never learned Tao, I have been studying medicine for many years, but I can see through the falsehood of the world. Your husband can fool others, but he can't fool me. You have no yang energy in your body, and yin energy is extremely abundant. You are not a person in the young world at all, but a ghost in the underworld! Yin ghosts depend on living people to feed and wear, so how can they do that thing of putting rice in a pot and cooking rice on a fire?"

The old ghost sighed and wept, "The home I'm talking about is not the home of the underworld, but the home of the underworld. When the old man was alive, he got a son, and he was very spoiled. It was because of excessive spoiling that this son was lazy and lazy, almost like a useless person. The old man lived in a fashion that depended on him. After the old man died, he fell into hardship, with no food and clothing, and now he has reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, and there is no rice to go to the pot. Although I am in the underworld, how can I bear to watch this son starve to death on the streets? So I came to the door with thick skin, begging you to borrow a bag of rice to help him out of trouble."

After saying that, the old ghost knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Xu Wei. Looking at the old ghost's appearance, Xu Wei couldn't help but sigh. As the saying goes, the hearts of parents in the world are pitiful, even if Zhang Yizhong returns to the underworld, he still cares about his son who has no rice in the underworld. He couldn't bear to refuse, and immediately took the rice bag and went to the kitchen to fill Zhang Yizhong with a bag full of rice. Zhang Yizhong was grateful, picked up the rice and staggered away.

The next day, Xu Wei remembered Zhang Yizhong's son and immediately set off for Lengbang Village. Just as he arrived at the entrance of the village, a young man came with a bag full of rice on his back. Xu Wei glanced inadvertently and was stunned.

Could this be Zhang Yizhong's son? Why did he carry the food his father borrowed so early?

The young man rolled his eyes and said, "That dead ghost is my father, what are you looking for him for? I have no wine to drink and no rice to cook. I woke up in the morning and found that there was a bag of rice at my door.

After saying this, the young man left Xu Wei and carried the rice on his back to the market to exchange wine. Looking at Zhang Yizhong's son's back, Xu Wei couldn't help but sigh. Although some people are still alive, their hearts are already dead, which is no different from walking dead. No matter how much Zhang Yizhong protects the calf, how can he protect it for a lifetime?

Three days later, Zhang Yizhong came to Xu Wei's house again and begged him to borrow food. Xu Wei refused Zhang Yizhong's request without saying a word.

Zhang Yizhong begged bitterly, Xu Wei sighed and said, "Old man, you are so persistent that you don't love your son, but harm your son. He doesn't want to be self-reliant when he has no food at home, and immediately exchanges it for wine when he has food, and he gets drunk and dreams of death. How can you still spoil him so much and encourage his bad habits?

Zhang Yizhong turned a deaf ear and only begged Xu Wei to continue borrowing food. Xu Wei said, "You can ask me to borrow food. As the old saying goes, if you borrow it, you can repay it.

Zhang Yizhong was speechless and stood there for a while. He took the rice bag and ran straight to the rice bowl to pack the rice. Xu Wei stepped forward to stop him, and just as he was in a stalemate, another female ghost suddenly ran up and shouted loudly to Zhang Yizhong, "Old Zhang, something bad happened. Your son got drunk and fell into the water and drowned!"

Zhang Yizhong let out a mournful cry, black tears dripping from his eyes, threw down the rice bag, and ran out like crazy.

Three days later, Zhang Yizhong brought the young man to Xu Wei's house, bowed deeply to Xu Wei, and then carried the young man away. A few days ago, the young man was still a human being, but now he has become a ghost, gathered with his father in the underworld, the vicissitudes of life, life is impermanent, why don't you let people sigh?