In a long time ago, there was a poor scholar, half of his life poor, depressed and unfulfilled, because he had no money to go to Beijing for exams, although he was a scholar, he could only settle down in a ruined temple in the village.

Scholars are poor, but ambition in the chest, every day after the firewood to earn a life, often have to study until midnight.

In the autumn of this year, the mountains were all over the place, and the beautiful autumn shrouded the mountains and rivers here. Scholars were hurt, sad that they were poor and down, and they were left alone. It seemed that the hope of this life would work was very slim.

The scholar thought to himself that although he could not gain fame and get ahead, he could have a beautiful and gentle intimate wife and give birth to a son and a half daughter, which would not be in vain in this world.

As the saying goes: "Day has a dream and night has a dream", scholar recently dreamed of a beautiful woman pushing the door and entering, sitting by his bed without words, waking up, it turned out to be a dream.

But the dream continued, and every night when she fell asleep, the woman opened the door and entered on time. She sat by the bed without saying a word, sometimes for a while, sometimes until midnight, every night, without interruption.

After a long time, the scholar was very strange, and he could not figure out whether the dream was real or not. In order to find out, he made preparations that night and slept with a large piece of sugar in his mouth. After entering the dream, the woman came on time, and soon the sugar stuck in the scholar's throat.

The woman did not speak, nor did she panic. She just looked at the scholar and smiled, smiled, and pushed the door open.

In this way, whether in a dream or in reality, this woman will come as promised, laughing and leaving.

Gradually, she talked to the scholar, but she kept quiet about marriage and only talked about some irrelevant and trivial matters.

At this time Shu Sheng had already fallen deeply in love with a woman, and he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "You can be my daughter-in-law, and give me another child. Although I am poor, I have great ambitions." I will definitely let you live a good life. "

The woman said, "I'm a female ghost, aren't you afraid?" I will never marry a man, let alone give him children, because I have children."

Shu Sheng was in despair. When the woman turned to open the door and left, he hugged the woman's thigh and begged her to marry him.

Suddenly, the woman revealed her ferocious face, and a sharp blade appeared in her hand. She grabbed the scholar's collar with one hand, lifted it on the spot, and stabbed the sharp blade into the scholar's heart with one hand. The scholar's heart hurt violently, bleeding, and fell to the ground. The woman laughed and said, "Yes, we are the opposite, you owe me too much in your previous life, I came to ask for it, but I love you too!"

The scholar fell into a coma in pain. After waking up, he found himself lying on the ground of the ruined temple, his body intact, and there were no traces of sharp blade stab wounds.

In the many nights that followed, Shu Sheng was stabbed in the heart by this woman again and again, and woke up again and again, but Shu Sheng couldn't stop, and couldn't extricate himself from being trapped.

Until one day, the scholar could no longer endure mental and physical torture, and decided to forget it all.

When he woke up from the pain again, he looked up and saw the crumbling Buddha statue, so he put his hands together, closed his eyes, and sat quietly in front of the Buddha statue.

He seemed to have seen the Buddha say to him: "In life, all four are empty, color is empty, and emptiness is color. What you can't get, you have to forget, you have forgotten the past, start from scratch, and you will be reborn."

The scholar suddenly woke up, packed his bags that night, got up and left the dilapidated temple, begged all the way, and came to the capital to help people work during the day, write books, and read at night.

Three years later, the scholar was admitted as a scholar, became a high official, married and had children, and finally lived a happy life as a normal person.