During the Western Han Dynasty, there was a craftsman named Zhou Jin in Chu. He usually lived on the street by setting up a stall and making clay figurines. Although he could barely make a living, his family was useless.

One day Zhou Jin was looking for dirt outside the city when the weather suddenly changed. Lightning and thunder began to pour. Zhou Jin complained secretly, but there was nothing he could do in such weather.

Suddenly, he saw a faint golden light flashing by the lotus pond not far away. "Well, is there any treasure?" Zhou Jin ran over curiously, he didn't care about the rainstorm. He was afraid that a treasure was snatched away.

Because of the strong rain and wind, Zhou Jin had a hard time walking. He looked at the road not far away, but he walked for a long time. As he was about to approach the lotus pond, he could see a figure in a white robe. "Who is this? What are you doing here in this weather?" Just as Zhou Jin was confused, the figure suddenly seemed to see Zhou Jin, and he laughed and a golden light flashed into the air and disappeared.

After a while, the rain stopped, and Zhou Jin slowly got up. He saw that there was a ball of orange mud the size of a washbasin where the figure was sitting. He went forward and touched the mud and felt soft.

Zhou Jin was frightened and got a ball of good mud, which made him feel very worthwhile. After going home, he made the ball of mud into a mud doll. Zhou Jin looked at the mud doll and was very satisfied. "Hey, if only this mud doll could live." Zhou Jin sighed regretfully at the mud doll, which had just blown into the mouth of the mud doll, and saw that the mud doll flickered for a while and then became a real doll with flesh and blood.

"Dad, dad..."

The clay doll blinked at Zhou Jin's watery eyes and kept calling him Dad, which surprised Zhou Jin. After a while, he regained his composure because he knew that the doll had changed from the mud doll he had just pinched.

With Zhou Jin having such a clay doll, he felt that life was much more interesting, and he laughed and played games with him every day to amuse him. Zhou Jin's clay doll aroused the curiosity of Wang Mazi, who lived next door. Wang Mazi was a lazy person, and his family was also ignorant.

After some intimidation, Zhou Jin had to honestly explain the origin of the doll, but he repeatedly begged Wang Mazi to keep the secret, and Wang Mazi agreed.

Wang Mazi learned the secret and was very happy. He stole his clay doll while Zhou Jin was not at home and sold it to a rich man. The rich man was very happy to get this treasure, but that night the mud doll disappeared.

Zhou Jin was naturally very happy to see the mud doll go home. For the safety of the mud doll, Zhou Jin left that night and took the mud doll to a foreign country.

The rich man thought it was Wang Mazi who cheated silver, so he let the servants beat Wang Mazi indiscriminately. Wang Mazi was seriously injured and died the next day.