Wang Sheng of Xuzhou was very filial in nature. His father was critically ill, and Wang grew up around him, taking bait and feeding medicine without a trace of neglect. Although he was tired for months, his illness did not heal. Wang was afraid that his father would wake up and summon him, so he often slept in front of his bed. One night, he was very tired and fell asleep in bed. Suddenly he heard a strange sound, which sounded like someone was kneading dough. Wang Sheng opened his eyes in a daze and saw two little ghosts, one green and one yellow, one inch long, crawling out of his father's left and right nostrils. Wang Sheng was startled and pretended to be asleep to see what they were trying to do. After the two little ghosts came out, they looked very happy, and both jumped out of bed.

At this time, the two ghosts jumped under the candle on the table and started chatting, their voices were very small, but they could barely be heard. After hearing the little ghost in Tsing Yi sigh, I don't know when it will be a head, you and I have lost a lot of weight all day long! The little ghost in yellow heard that, so there will be a meal of roasted goose a few days ago, and I miss it very much! After a long pause, the little ghost in Tsing Yi called the yellow ghost back and asked, when will this person die? The little ghost in yellow replied, "I don't know. After the two little ghosts finished speaking, they jumped into Wang Sheng's father's nostrils again. Wang Sheng has always been intelligent. When his father was not seriously ill, he liked to eat roast goose the most. Later, he followed the doctor's instructions and mainly regarded it as light.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng had a plan in his heart. The next day he prepared a roast goose, went to the hole in the head and neck, and prepared a pile of yellow mud. That night, Wang Sheng calmed his father to sleep, and at the second watch, he put a large lotus leaf as a mat, placed the roast goose on the table, grabbed a handful of yellow mud in his hand, pretended to be asleep, and secretly investigated it. At the third watch, he saw two little ghosts sneaking out. Seeing the roast goose jumping happily on the table, he drilled into the gooseneck hole, intending to hide and eat it. Wang Sheng was bright and quick, and stepped forward with a strong step, reached out and blocked the hole with yellow mud, wrapped the roasted goose in lotus leaves and tied it with ropes, then took the yellow mud to cover the lotus leaves, and threw it into the yantai and burned it with fire.

At first there was a ghost screaming in the furnace, as if begging for mercy. Wang Sheng was unmoved until his voice died out, and then he took out the yellow mud roast goose, held it five or six miles away from home, dug a foot into the ground and buried it, and was satisfied. After Wang Sheng returned, his father's illness began to improve, but within half a month, he had moved freely and recovered more than half of it. After everyone heard of this, they all praised that it was his filial piety that moved the gods to see this! Isn't a person of wisdom and filial piety worth learning from?